Disclaimer: I do not own Alice in wonderland, any of the characters, or anything good…

But if I did, I would own The Mad Hatter (Devilish Grin)

Summery: What if Alice never woke up from the dream, what if it wasn't a dream? She chooses to live with her faithful friend the white rabbit. But as she grows up, so does wonderland, she soon finds not all is as it seems.

After one of the longest Hiatuses in FOREVER, I am back, with a new update.

Sleep…It had never come easy to Hatter, and tonight was no exception. One by one, he placed cards on the table, before flipping each of them over, each holding the suite of the heart. There was nothing that could be done. What started as a game for Hatter had turned into love. "Now just what am I supposed to do now?" He mumbled to himself, removing his top hat slowly, long fingers running along the wide brim of the hat. He stood, chuckling in shame at his own weakness. He began to remove his coat, leaving himself in a pure black shirt, silk by the look of it, nothing less for the Hatter. He tugged his shirt over his head, revealing a perfectly sculpted body. Though he was tall, and seemed lanky, he was pure muscle underneath his clothes. He moved his hands down to his bottoms, before laughing to himself, shaking his head. He kicked off his shoes and moved over to a window, his bare frame glowing almost in the pale moonlight breaking through cartoony clouds.

Over the forest, he could see the gleam of the Queen's palace. The queen, perhaps the only one who hadn't changed; physically, she had become more appealing, but her soul, still has black as the ace of spades. She despised Alice…but perhaps that was because she knew the same truth as everyone but Alice did. Hatter didn't think she was prepared, that she was ready to know.

He shook his head, before leaning his head back, letting out a deep, hearty laugh. "Make your move Cheshire. I dare you." He cried out through the house. If a war was what the Cheshire wanted, a war he would have. Alice…She plagued his thoughts. But how was he to know that he was on her mind as well.

They're all mad here…But that's what made it the best backdrop for this fight for Alice's heart, and for Wonderland itself.

Through the forest, deeper than any Jabberwocky would be, laid the Cheshire, chuckling to himself, like some power mad hyena. "This shall be all too easy…" He stated, licking his pearly white fangs with a rough, pink tongue. "Let it begin Hatter."

A little insight on Hatter, and perhaps there's more than we know? Find out soon! (I promise I won't make you wait forever again…xD)