in a world of my own

  “It would be Hatterless?” He shrugged at the thought of ever leaving Wonderland. His smile only returning once Alice informed him that they were merely just going to play dress up and nothing more.

"Not entirely, but we can try that one." Taking a step closer to him, she removed his hat and placed it upon her own head, before ruffling with his clothes. She undid his tie and removed it, too.

  “A man of your world? You wish for me to leave Wonderland?” Hatter’s smile started to fade unsure if that was possible. “I-I am not even sure if I can venture beyond the Looking Glass if that is what you want…” the host trailed off being quite distort.

"No no no.." The female chuckled, smiling brightly through biting her lower lip. "I want to dress you as one. You don't belong outside of Wonderland, Hatter. Besides, what would this place be if you weren't in it?" Her blue hues sparkled in delight.

“I am as sure as I can be about it. Also I have nothing else in mind to do than to make you happy, Alice. Your happiness is what matter’s to me.” he poked her nose playfully now awaiting for Alice to give him orders on what to do next.

An innocent smile played to the female's rosy lips, as the sight of innocence was brought to the surface, as if she were a child again. "Ok." Alice replied gently, "I want to make you a.. man of my World. I want to see you in the clothes that I am used to."

Pursing her lips a little with a frown, Alice lowered her gaze to the ground in sadness, afraid that she had upset the Hatter. By not being as young as she once was, she wasn’t so imaginative, though she was only trying to have fun. A dress up game, one could call it. Instead of answering to his reply, Alice merely slumped back into one of the chairs, and brought her legs up so that she could rest her chin on her knees.

Hatter noticed how upset it made Alice to deny her her dress up game. He would be  just as upset if someone refused him his tea. Allowing a deep sigh to escape his lips he shook his head before breaking the silence. “Alright we can play your little dress up game. But you must promise me that you won’t mope anymore while you are with me. I am your host and am suppose to be making you happy after all.”

Glancing up at Hatter, a little smile soon began growing upon her rosy lips. "Really? But, only of course if you're sure. Is there anything you wanted to do?" Questioned Alice curiously, sitting normally on the chair whilst she watched him intently.

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Pursing her lips a little with a frown, Alice lowered her gaze to the ground in sadness, afraid that she had upset the Hatter. By not being as young as she once was, she wasn't so imaginative, though she was only trying to have fun. A dress up game, one could call it. Instead of answering to his reply, Alice merely slumped back into one of the chairs, and brought her legs up so that she could rest her chin on her knees.

Folding her arms with a smirk, the girl narrowed her eyes a little, scanning Hatter as he returned from the wardrobe. "Well, it isn't a crime as such, but I want to see you as a man. I've been having odd dreams lately.." Alice murmured the last part to herself, and then perked up again. "But if you wanted, you could change what I wear. Is there anything you'd like me to change into, Hatter?"

"You really don't have a clue, now, do you?" A slight pause. "Then we will get you a new tux, something you will love!" Alice terribly wanted to teach Hatter, to try and help him grow into a man she so wanted to see him be.

Giggling, Alice took the phone from him and hurried into the living room excitedly. "Perhaps we could both do them, afterwards?" The smile lingered. "Now, long or short hair? And your clothes.. You like tuxes so I guess we could make it more modern.."

Once they were inside, Alice turned and leant against the door, as if to stop him from trying to escape. "We should give you a make over." A smile began to grow on her delicate lips.

“Go inside, whatever for? It is quite nice out here wouldn’t you agree Alice?” the host questioned still having the innocence of a young boy which he wasn’t. Hatter needed to grow up to his own age.

A sigh. "C'mon Hatter, it'll be fun!" Exclaimed Alice, in a way she would have done many years ago. Without waiting for an answer, she jumped up from her seat and grabbed his hand. "We can come back outside, I promise." And with that, she was tugging him towards the house.

Laughing, Alice nodded gently. "I'm sure it is in safe hands.." She murmured, and then a smirk began to curl to her lips mischievously, as she began to think. "How about we go inside?"

"Well maybe you should tell her that there are far too many to eat! Obviously, explain how much you love them." Alice scurried over to sit beside him, and cocked her head to one side. "It is with you isn't it?" She questioned. The female knew Hatter like the back of her hand.

"How peculiar. You really do need to stop eating so many of those cookies, Hatter. Even though they.. Are quite delicious.." Nibbling on her lower lip as she imagined those delectable cookies, she quickly snapped out of it. "We'll the height makes me feel as though I have drank more of that blasted pishslaver again!"

"I should visit you more often, I’ve missed you." The female admitted, a little smile curling to her lips.

The smile widened at his words, and she chuckled a little. "Well I wasn't going to be able to stay so young forever, was I?" Alice asked, a rhetorical question. "Although you look as though you've grown taller.. As impossible as it seems!"

"I should visit you more often, I've missed you." The female admitted, a little smile curling to her lips.