Hatt Revelations

Catt Hatter: Took you long enough! *Catt teased when Mz. Hyde
arrived at the scene. She was sitting atop the overturned organ truck munching
on a double-dark chocolate ice cream stick (with dark chocolate bits and coffee
beans dipped in chocolate) with one leg crossed lazily over the other.
Shattered organ jars and various frozen confectionary were scattered across the
cobblestones. Elaina was munching sitting on the side with a pile of her own
scavenged treats, munching away happily.
Mz. Hyde scanned the ground, vanilla ice cream sandwiches, caramel filled
cones, kidneys, and drum sticks rolled in peanuts, but no Mint chocolate
Klondike Bars in sight.
Mz.Hyde: Catt! I thought I asked you to save all the Mint
Chocolate Klondike Bars!
Catt Hatter:  I did!
*She said doffing her hatt with a great sweeping gesture and tilting the
opening towards her treat-less friend.*
I cheated and got here in time to collect every l-ast one before a-nyone even
showed up! You w-ant 'em?
Mz.Hyde: YAS!!!
Catt Hatter:  Dive in,
then! Th-ey should be in a big pile near the t-able. *She said holding out the
hatt.*
Mz.Hyde: *She climbs in, and sticks her head out.* 
Did I ever tell you how much I love you Catt?
Catt Hatter:  M-aybe,
but I'm a-lw-ays h-appy to hear it a-g-ain! Now scooch over, I w-ant in! *Catt
joined her fiend inside the hatt. Upon lighting the lamp Mz. Hyde was able to
see the massive pile of Mint Chocolate Klondike Bars next to
the table, and the tidy stack of (miraculously unbroken) organ jars beside the
chair.*
Mz.Hyde: *Mz. Hyde falls to her knees, her hands stretched
to the sky.*
It's beautiful!😭
Catt Hatter:  Hee-hee, I
knew you'd like it. *Catt said, returning the matchbox to the table.* Go a-head
a-nd dig in, Hen just a-rrived a-nd I think he'll be wanting to get these where
they need to go.
*She grabbed a couple of the jars and stepped out.*
Mz.Hyde: *Mz. Hyde couldn't hear Catt over the sounds of
herself eating the mountain of ice cream.*
Catt Hatter:  *Catt made
a couple more trips, carting away the jars until the pile was gone before she
sat down next to her and pulled out another double dark chocolate coffee ice
cream stick and chowed down.*
Mz.Hyde: *Mz. Hyde happily continues eating the mountain of
ice cream.*
Catt Hatter:  *Catt
leaned against her back, letting her head rest on Mz. Hyde's shoulder. She
sighed.*
Mz.Hyde: *Mz. Hyde continues eating the ice cream until it's
all gone.*
Ohhh....that was great!
Catt Hatter:  Glad you
enjoyed it. *Catt said, a hint of worry carrying the undertone of her words.*
Mz.Hyde: *She picks up on Catt's worried tone.*
What's wrong?
Catt Hatter:  I think I
should feel bad for the drivers, but I don't really feel anything. *She
murmured, her stammer strangely absent.*
Mz.Hyde: What do you mean by not feeling anything?
Catt Hatter:  I mean, I
know they died and all. But I'm just feeling glad that I was able to get you
some ice cream that you enjoyed. *She sighed before mumbling.* I don't even
remember how I wound up in the middle of the street to begin with...
Mz.Hyde: Wait... you're not saying that you think you caused
the accident are you?
Catt Hatter:  *She
sighed again, still leaning on Mz. Hyde.* I think he swerved to avoid hitting
me, but all I remember is my shoulder hurting as the street came up to meet my
face, and hearing a massive crash. Then you were on the phone saying to keep
the Mint Chocolate Klondike Bars.
Mz.Hyde: Do you remember why you were trying to cross the street?
Catt Hatter:  I don't
even remember waking up this morning. *She grumbled.* That's not good, is it?
Mz.Hyde: No, not really. It's not like you to be
unsympathetic to people!
Catt Hatter:  It's not
that I don't care. I'm just not feeling crushed by guilt, and
I think I should be. I mean, *she turned to face Mz. Hyde, both eyes meeting
hers evenly,* two people died! And it's my fault!
Mz.Hyde: Maybe it's not entirely your fault! I mean, they
might have been going too fast and saw you and then tried to swerve or
something!
Catt Hatter:  Maybe, but
what was I doing in the middle of the street? Heck, what was I
doing outside!? I was supposed to be guarding Hela! *She said
frustratedly, crossing her arms around her knees.* What's going on with me?
Mz.Hyde: Don't quote me on this because I'm not a doctor
but... maybe it's the bullet fragments in your head?
Catt Hatter:  Hm... I
don't think that would cause sleepwalking, would it?
Mz.Hyde: I think sleepwalking is a neurological
disorder...so yes.
Catt Hatter:  *Catt just
groaned in response.*
Mz.Hyde: When we were with Henry in the hospital, did you
have an MRI?
Catt Hatter:  Probably,
Hen was doing a lot of stuff. He even cut out a chunk of my skull and let me
see it when I asked.
Mz.Hyde: Really? That's pretty cool! But anyways, maybe we
should ask him if you can have one.
Catt Hatter:  Why? We
already know the cause. *Catt said a bit more defensively than she meant.*
Mz.Hyde: But it might help us fix the problem. You do want
to get better, right?
Catt Hatter:  I don't
know anymore...*Catt mumbled into her knees.*
Mz.Hyde: *Mz. Hyde sighs.*
Look...we don't have to commit to anything right now... I just think an MRI might
help...if you want, I can get one too.
Catt Hatter:  What would
the point of you getting one be?
Mz.Hyde: To show you how easy it is!
Catt Hatter:  I don't
expect lying on a bed would be a challenge, even for the most, troubled of
individuals. If you're worried about me being scared, that's not an issue. I
haven't been scared since Hela had that gun to my head... *Catt paused,
realising what she had just said. An odd smile grew on her face and her eyes
lit up as she spoke.*
I, haven't been scared...
Mz.Hyde: That's good, I mean there's really no reason for
you to be scared... except maybe Hela.
Catt Hatter:  No, I
was always scared before that! Now it's gone! Ha-ha! *She laid
back on the floor and laughed like a prisoner set free.* It's all gone!
Mz.Hyde: Wait...you were ALWAYS scared? Like, constantly
living in fear of everything?
Catt Hatter:  Not of
everything, no. Just, always one thing or another. Like, pain or 'if I did this
then it might bother someone' or 'I can't tell them what I'm thinking, they'll
think I'm being calloused and uncaring!' *She sighed.*
Then of course there's 'I can't show my anger, they'll hate me!' *Catt put a
hand over her eyes.* 'and not want to be my friends anymore'...
Mz.Hyde: Catt, a lot of people feel that way sometimes! Even
I do! 
*She pulls her hand away from her eyes.*
Everyone gets scared about things, but courage is when you fight back despite
being scared.
Catt Hatter:  I know,
but I'm not scared anymore! *Catt said, grinning up at her friend.* Not even
the nightmares can scare me now!
*She wrapped her arms around herself and laughed delightedly from her lying
position on the floor.* I'm free! I'm finally free of it!
Mz.Hyde: *Mz. Hyde was happy to see Catt so joyful, but something
in the back of her mind kept nagging her that this might not be such a good
thing.*
I'm happy to hear that Catt, really! But, I just don't want you to be reckless.
Catt Hatter:  Why not?
*Catt chuckled, turning to smile gently at Mz. Hyde.* It's not like I can die,
and you're pretty reckless yourself sometimes. We could be reckless together!
Mz.Hyde: You have a point there... maybe I'm just being
paranoid.
Catt Hatter:  Right
then! Let's find a cliff and go hang gliding! *Catt said, sitting up and
turning a broad, and slightly manic grin at her.*
Mz.Hyde: How about we start with something a little more
structured...like bungie jumping or zip lining...oh! I know! Since it's still
summer, we can do parasailing at the beach!
Catt Hatter:  Ha! I'd honestly
half expected you to shoot my idea down in flames! I'm all for parasailing, but
I don't have a swimsuit. Actually I've only got this one outfit. *She said
indicating her current clothes, which were indeed the same ones she'd been
wearing since she joined the Society.*
Mz.Hyde: Oh, that's nasty...
Catt Hatter:  What? I've
been washing it.
Mz.Hyde: But what do you wear when that's being washed?
Catt Hatter:  Um... heh,
well I typically lock the laundry room and just wrap myself in a bedsheet.
Mz.Hyde: You're telling me that you don't even have a pair
of pajamas?!
Catt Hatter:  Nope. You
do remember the slumber party, right? I was just wearin' this.
Mz.Hyde: Yeah...but I was expecting you to run back
downstairs real quick and grab something until...well...um....Anyways! You need
a couple of outfits!
Catt Hatter:  I know,
but street performing doesn't exactly rake in the cash. I've been using my
extra money to buy materials for my space thingies- folds, and to help with
fringe expenses.
Mz.Hyde: Yeah, you're right....wait a minute! Maybe I could make
a few outfits for you!
Catt Hatter:  You would
do that for me? *A hopeful smile lit up her face in the dim lantern light.*
Mz.Hyde: Sure! Let's see...you need some pajamas...a bathing
suit...and at least three- no, four outfits...three for normal days, one for
special occasions...and then we'll have to talk about winter outfits....
Catt
Hatter:  *Catt listened enraptured, taking in every idea and
delightedly turning it over in her head. Drooling in anticipation of what the
new wardrobe would be, and the time she would get to spend with her dear friend.*
Heehee, that's actually something else I couldn't do because of fear. I
couldn't just, accept gifts! I was always worried others would
see it as a debt I owed.
Mz.Hyde: What
about Christmas or your birthday?
Catt Hatter:  *Catt's
eyes widened in surprise.* Oh gosh, I don't think I've even celebrated
Christmas yet!
Mz.Hyde: You've been around for 4 1/2 years and haven't
celebrated Christmas?!
Catt Hatter:  It's hard
to keep track without seasons, *Catt said in defence.* and I guess I never
thought to ask my watch! Speaking of which, I should probably get that back
from Hela.
Mz.Hyde: Yeah, we should probably head back anyways. My
journal's in my room.
Catt Hatter:  Oh, I
moved my hatt inside before I last came in. But yeah, I should be getting back
to guard duty. *Catt attempted to stand, but when she tried to put weight on
her one leg she abruptly toppled sideways.*
Mz.Hyde: Catt!
Catt Hatter:  Ow,*She
groaned, putting a hand on her now bruised forehead. She had hit the table on
the way down, causing the lamplight to sway and flicker.* My leg's decided to
be stubborn it seems...
Mz.Hyde: Rrright.
Catt Hatter:  You think
I'm lying? *She gave Mz. Hyde an annoyed look.* I can't move my leg, it gave
out when I tried to stand on it.
Mz.Hyde: No no, what I'm saying is that legs don't decide to
stop working.
*She offers Catt a hand.*
Catt Hatter:  Oh, heh.
It was just a figure of speech. *Catt explained, taking the offered hand and
managing to gain her feet.* I wasn't being literal.
Mz.Hyde: I know, I just wanted to point that out.
Catt Hatter:  Semantics,
man. After you, *She said bowing and indicating the hatt's exit.*
Mz.Hyde: Thank you, Mademoiselle.
*She sticks her head out of the hole, and pulls herself out. Then she offers
Catt a hand.*
Catt Hatter: *Catt took her hand and climbed out, smiling
playfully.* And thank youMaddam!
Mz.Hyde: Madame?!
Do I look old to you?
Catt
Hatter:  No. *Catt said with a giggle.* I was using the term as a
reference to your senior rank. How old are you anyway?
Mz.Hyde: Technically, I'm 5 years old.
Catt Hatter:  Heh,
technically you're still older than me!
Mz.Hyde: Well shitttt.
Catt Hatter:  *Catt just
laughed.*
== Obtained From ==
Role-playing page for pg. 57!
Category:Main Plot
Category:It's Raining Ice Cream and Body Parts