Down the Bunny Hole
"No one loves me!" I yelled as mom drove to Washington. I never asked to move. I was queen at my hometown and now it's all gone. "(Y/n)!" Mom yelled "Shut up! I'm tired of your whining! You're loved and you know it!" I groan "Bullcrab." She suddenly swerved right and parked. This was my chance for freedom. I ran out the car, trying to get far away as possible. I heard my mom yell "(Y/n)! Get back over here you ungrateful-"
Next thing I know, I'm falling. Slowly, but fast at the same time. I felt as if I was floating down, but objects I could not label flew past me at the speed of light. I hear an unfamiliar song, echoing all around me. ( watch?v=_Lf5l3xSlCs) The song slowed down, making a screeching sound. My ears felt like they were bleeding. I wanted to cover my ears, but I couldn't find the determination to do it. THUMP. I fell on a patch of soft grass. I looked around. Where am I? I was in the most unusual forest. It had a strange bird flutter branch to branch, frogs that sounded like drums and cymbals. I felt a gloved hand wrap around my wrist. My heart raced as I tried to pull away but the grip was too strong. "Alice! Calm down!" The man holding me exclaimed. Alice. The first was a murderer the strange song said. The next commited suicide. The third is an ex-queen. The last were twins. "I'm not-" I started. "Not staying. You never do." The man holding me said, trying to complete my sentence, but was off by miles. "Oh please let go of me." I begged. He lets go of me and I quickly turn around. A man around my age stands in front of me. He has zany red hair, a blue eye and a yellow eye. He had a weird hat that matched his crazy suit. His kind smile disappered. "Alice? Are you my Alice?" He asked. "I don't even know who I am." I answer. It was true. I couldn't even remember my name before I got here... He frowned deeper and sadly said "Oh. You're the new Alice. My poor Alice." I tilted my head in confusion. "How am I poor?" He shook his head and said "You're not at all poor based on the quality of your clothes." What?! "But you said 'my poor Alice.'" I replied. "Yes. My Alice is probably all alone." WHAT?! I have no idea what's going on anymore. Unable and unwilling to at least try to understand, I ran away as fast as I could. "Wait!" The man called after me. I slowed down to a stop. Even though he didn't make much sense, I didn't want to get lost in this outrageous forest. This time I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Come on to my house. We'll talk with some tea." He said. "I think you mean talk over some tea." I corrected him. "Oh no tea hates bring talked over like it's not there. Makes it go bad." I nod, pretending I understand. "So- what's your name?" I asked. "I'm the Mad Hatter. Everyone calls me Hatter for short." He answered. "Why is your name Mad Hatter?" I curiously asked. "Because I'm a hatter that's mad." He replied as if it were obvious. "You mean 'as mad as a hatter' right?" I ask. "No." He answered, this time at tad more patiently. "I'm a hatter that hats and am just as sane as anyone else here. You have to say what you mean and mean what you say here." I nod again. After walking in silence, we finally got to his house. It was shaped like a hat. What a very curious house. Right in front of his house was a tea party. A little white mouse and a crazy haired hare sat at the table singing:
Twinkle twinkle little bat
How I wonder what you're at-
The mouse stopped singing when she saw Hatter (the hare continued singing, unaware that the mouse has stopped) and yelled "You're late!" Hatter looked at his watch and replied "I won't be in a minute..." The mouse looked at her pocket watch for a bit then said "Hatter! I was beginning to think you were going to be late!" I looked at Hatter who then said "Not to my own party I won't." I took a deep breath and asked "What's going on? What do you guys mean?" Hatter looked in my eyes and answered "Time cursed me so it's always tea time." I shook my head "So you must always have tea? For the rest your life?" He laughed "No Alice. I can do anything I like. It's just I live the same hour while others go onwards in their day. It's actually a blessing as much as it is a curse if you think about it." I thought about it. So his time is different compared to everybody else's time... there probably still and night for him... So if he was 'late' to a party he would actually be on time when his hour 'restarted', and if the party started at a half hour, he could actually be early when his hour 'reseted'. I guess it makes a little sense... Hatter took my hand and pulled me into a chair next to him. "Welcome back, Alice" He said, passion filling his voice.