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<strong>Madder Hatter:</strong><br /><strong>
Raul had never been one to believe in ghost stories or fairy-tales, or anything supernatural in general. No, he was one of those people rational to a fault, and it
‘I
The girl turned to face him and
‘Oh, a new girl, huh?
The shy little thing shook her head, and Raul took the chance to look her over. Slim, medium height, a long emerald green coat, black boots, large hand bag, and an extravagant-looking top hat.
‘Lovely hat.
‘Thank you.
‘I can imagine!
‘You from England?
Alice blinked. ‘I grew up there, yes.
Raul whistled silently. ‘Well then, I guess I should show you around here! How ‘bout a walk with me? We can eat at my place.
He was quite proud to see the first grin appear on
‘Anything you want in particular, or should I just grab something from the kitch-‘ He
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His first feeling after returning to consciousness was ropes tight around him, making it impossible to move no matter how hard he tried. Telling himself to stay calm and analyse the situation, Raul carefully opened his eyes to find that he was still in his home…and he was bound to a chair beside his dining table. He tried to free himself, but in vain. Raising his head a bit more, he gasped as he saw Kristine at the opposite of the long table, also bound and seemingly unconscious. He was confused even as he forced down the panic. What the hell happened, and where is…
‘I see
Raul froze, not daring to turn his head as the clicking of heels grew near. From the corner of his eyes he could see a blur of purple, green, and…red. Crimson red hair. Raul felt a chill run through him. And there she was. Alice in her green top hat, but in a different outfit. Red high-heeled boots, pencil pants stripped with green and black, green vest laced in black, purple shirt buttoned all the way up, and black-and-green collar with a…pink ribbon? It seemed so out of place that Raul could not help but stare even in his situation. And how did he not notice that she was flat-chested? Raul shook his head. No, this
Swallowing, Raul tried, ‘A-Alice? What did you-‘
A scratchy shrill laughter cut him off and he could not hold back a wince. ‘If
Mouth dry with fear, Raul managed to ask, ‘H-Hatter, why… What do you WANT with us?!
Alice – no, the Madder
‘Only my friends and myself can call me that, sweet cheeks,
‘Yes! Yes!
‘Why I have invited you and your little girlfriend?
Raul nodded frantically even though he had no idea what the psycho was talking about. His eyes widened as he suddenly noticed the three tea sets laid out on the table – his grandma gave him those! – what the hell, were they really going to have tea or something?! Right then, Kristine stirred, letting out a groan. Raul let out a breath he
‘Aah, there we go~
‘Wh-what? Raul?!
‘Ughhhh,
Taking a deep breath, Raul nodded as calmly as he could. ‘Yes… I think
Kristine visibly shook, tears of despair streaming down her face. Raul looked away. ‘WHAT?! Raul, how could you? How COULD you?!
Madder
Raul
‘''London Bridge is falling down''~
‘My fair
‘Heehee, it seems your precious boyfriend cupcake there wants you to take the gift of silence~ Who am I to say no to that?
‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!
‘''Your lovely tongue is falling out, my fair lady''~
‘Naughty girl, she moved. Told her not to~
‘1…2…3!
‘Her head looks alright, but the
‘OFF WITH HER HEAD!
Madder Hatter giggled at him.
A pair of scissors in each hand, Madder Hatter slowly cut through
‘''Look your head is falling down, falling down, falling down'',
Raul began to vomit. He wished he had closed his eyes… He wished… He wished… God, if
‘My tea party is almost complete, ehehe~ Now then, all I need to pretty her up is… Aah, found it! Perfect with her hair~
Humming the tune of London Bridge, Madder Hatter easily sewed the hat onto
Raul was at a loss for words. But he had to try, he HAD to…! Maybe Hatter would let him go? She already killed Kristine… It was gruesome… He should beg… Yes, beg…
‘Please… P-please!
Dark laughter filled his ears. Madder
‘What a naive little boy, ehehehe~ Tell me, cupcake, how does it feel to hope and pray that everything is going to be alright, to go against your better judgement and logic and simply…wish? Heehee, and then to realise that
Nothing could have prepared him for the pure black despair that washed through him at the sight of the maniac holding two bloody scissors. His mind clouded. He seemed to see the scarlet Death raising its scythe to his neck. The axe was about to swing. ''Swing, swing, swing…''
He thought he heard a
There was a sharp, cold pain on his neck. Searing, searing, SEARING and…
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Madder Hatter sipped the still warm tea with a smile, sighing in content as the aroma of tea mixed perfectly with the metallic smell of blood that hang heavily in the air.
‘Earl Grey, it has always been our favourite, hmm?
Chuckling, Hatter finished his tea, scrubbed the rim of the tea cup clean with a towel, before carefully placing it back onto the table. Admiring the artistic scene he created one last time, Hatter strolled to the door with a Cheshire grin. Before he stepped out of the flat, he took out an antique locket hanging by a silver chain on his neck, previously hidden under his shirt. Opening it with a click, Hatter stared down at the words carved on the inside. The initials ''S.H''. and ''M.H''. were joined by ∞ the symbol of eternity.
‘Did you enjoy the tea party, sister? I know you just love the way I poured the
Letting out an airy laugh, Hatter disappeared into the night, humming ''London Bridge'' under his breath.<nowiki> </nowiki> ●◇◆◇★◇★◇◆◇●
‘What the hell?
A sudden chill ran down his spine as a giggly voice sounded from behind him.
‘Heehee,
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