http://inthistyle.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] inthistyle.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2011-10-10 11:02 pm (UTC)

The Mad Hatter breathed in slightly when he looked back at her. His gloved hand held on to the rack, if time had indeed continued. And turned her out the way she is, and her experience recalled a much worse Hatter in her experience or so it would seem. He looked down trying to understand, he bit his lip. The Mad Hatter stood in silence, and thought to himself trying his best not say it out loud, I don’t want time to continue if something bad were to us as friends.

“Alice…” the Mad Hatter said, his voice wavered with uncertainty at first but then spoke right, “We must waste more time, if we waste more time, will be murdering time. And if we murder time, Father Time will get upset! And he’ll stop time again!” He said with a little giggle, “That’s it! If we waste so much time, then he’ll have to freeze it and it won’t start up again, not for me or you! Ohohooho, yes clever idea if I do say so myself! I have no idea what we’ll waste time on, maybe we should play a round of checkers or chess. Or perhaps keep having tea with crumpets and cake and-And pudding! Yes we can waste time by making pudding!!” It was almost desperate the Mad Hatter was trying to think of ways to fix seemed to be the eventual situation. To him this was the best solution, the maddest solution, but the very best! Really, the Mad Hatter didn’t want anything wrong to happen, or to think that it could. And that there was always some kind of way of solving problems or any way.

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