We're all mad here

Before Syd rolled over to face her, he wiped his face on the blanket. Another nightmare. He’d woken up shaking and crying every night for a week, but he wasn’t going to let Alice know that. He smiled at her, “Very alright. In fact, I can tell I’m asleep because the girl of dreams is right here in front of me.”

He hoped that Alice had gone back to sleep so he sat on the edge of the bed and took a large chug of the alcohol, praying that alcohol poisoning would help him sleep.

She moved gently, to not scare him, walking her fingers along his side before getting up on her knees to move behind him. One hand splayed out upon Syd's stomach, the other over his shoulder to his chest, Alice kissed his cheek, his jaw, until whispering against his ear, "At least come lie down with me?"

Before Syd rolled over to face her, he wiped his face on the blanket. Another nightmare. He’d woken up shaking and crying every night for a week, but he wasn’t going to let Alice know that. He smiled at her, “Very alright. In fact, I can tell I’m asleep because the girl of dreams is right here in front of me.”

"I’d rather not go to sleep until you can. I’d feel guilty." Her lips curled up into a playful smirk, "And I’m much too comfortable cuddling with you."

She began to run her thumb across his cheek and jaw, sliding lightly against the stubble there. “I don’t want you staying up like last night.” Alice looked him over, dreading seeing the somewhat pain in his face. “Isn’t there something I can do to help?”

He also knew that he wouldn’t be getting any sleep. “I just need a drink,” he sat up and climbed out of bed. He pulled on a pair of pants and without even looking at the girl, he left the room.

Alice knew that going after Syd wasn't a good option. It would only start a fight, which are very hard to control in the middle of the night. He'll come back soon, she reassured herself. Hopefully, having not made any bad decisions. She told herself that when he came back, when he'd become a but more vulnerable, she would ask him about the nightmares then.

Alice continued writing her score for a song she was working on, not missing a beat, “Yes, of course, love. Is something wrong?”

Alice picked up the song book again and held it to her chest, for psychological safekeeping. “Is there something you had wanted to do with me? Or possibly something you wanted to talk about?”

Tarrant started to regret coming in, worried he was unwelcome.

“I’d love the company, actually. I haven’t talked to many people today, and it might take my mind off of these darned shoes.” She was feeling somewhat lonely, as it seemed every time that she was to have a nice chat with someone, they were whisked away to deal with one problem or another. Company seemed like a good idea.

“Perhaps this is a dream. Perhaps I’ve gone through the looking glass again.” She pulled her hands from her hips and straightened her dress, uncertain of how to act around herself. Alice made a mental note to ask one of the boys how one is supposed to act around oneself.

Alice smiled, looking down at the ground bashfully. “You didn’t have to make me anything, Tarrant,” she said as her eyes flickered up to look at him. “I appreciate the gesture.” Alice took a step forward and rose on her toes to kiss his cheek, carefully sliding the parcel into her own hands. “I promise not to open it. It’ll sit under our tree until Christmas, like the rest of the gifts.”

Softly chuckling, Alice said, “Of course. I love The Little Mermaid. I do hope you will sing along, or I will seem quite silly singing by myself, won’t I?”

"This is why you’re my favorite. Well, one of the reasons."

She relaxed down into the seat and turned her head slightly to rest on Tarrant's shoulder. As the 'Walt Disney Pictures' scene was about to end, she took a bite of the tart, figuring that the Hatter must have taken a bite by then.

Before Syd rolled over to face her, he wiped his face on the blanket. Another nightmare. He’d woken up shaking and crying every night for a week, but he wasn’t going to let Alice know that. He smiled at her, “Very alright. In fact, I can tell I’m asleep because the girl of dreams is right here in front of me.”

"I’d rather not go to sleep until you can. I’d feel guilty." Her lips curled up into a playful smirk, "And I’m much too comfortable cuddling with you."

She began to run her thumb across his cheek and jaw, sliding lightly against the stubble there. "I don't want you staying up like last night." Alice looked him over, dreading seeing the somewhat pain in his face. "Isn't there something I can do to help?"

“Do you think this is entertaining?” Alice asked. “Touching people inappropriately is extremely rude!”

Alice attempted to hold up her anger towards him, but broke and smiled down at the floor. “I wish I could truly stay mad with you. I still don’t approve, however.”

"I know," he gave her a wink.

"I don't understand how it's possible for anyone to be as big of a flirt as you are."

"Have you told costuming about that?" Se asked, gesturing weakly off-stage. "They’re no good to you if they hurt to simply wear. You have to move a lot on stage." Dinah’s eyebrows knitted in a show of concern. "Go ahead. I’m not going to get offended by someone going barefoot. Just be careful where you step."

She took Dinah’s warning and watched where she stepped as she walked back up to the edge of the teacup, noticeably a few inches shorter. “I do seem so much smaller without these heels, don’t I?”

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“Do you think this is entertaining?” Alice asked. “Touching people inappropriately is extremely rude!”

"Sorry," he smiled, obviously not sorry. "You’re just so darn cute when you’re angry."

Alice attempted to hold up her anger towards him, but broke and smiled down at the floor. "I wish I could truly stay mad with you. I still don't approve, however."

Captain Swan + Touch Me

Would anyone like a Mad T Party Alice necklace for a cosplay?

Before Syd rolled over to face her, he wiped his face on the blanket. Another nightmare. He’d woken up shaking and crying every night for a week, but he wasn’t going to let Alice know that. He smiled at her, “Very alright. In fact, I can tell I’m asleep because the girl of dreams is right here in front of me.”

"You are much too sweet to me." Alice pulled him hair back from his face and smoothed it down before grazing her fingers along his hair, gently carding her fingertips through it. With a trained flick of her head, her hair moved onto one shoulder, allowing her to comfortably rest her head into the crook of his neck.

"I'd rather not go to sleep until you can. I'd feel guilty." Her lips curled up into a playful smirk, "And I'm much too comfortable cuddling with you."