The Hatter looked in the mirror and eyed his bright orange hair, it was terribly flat today. Picking up a fork, for he had lost his comb some time ago, Hatter proceeded to tease his hair to its usual frizz. When the fork failed, He settled for the old fashioned way of doing things, "Such ridiculous hair, you couldn't stand up if you tried. Your just a sad mess of flat redness, I might as well wear a stop sign for that's all you seem today." Hatter's hair must have been offended by the teasing for it proceeded to stand out in all directions and seemed to curl a wee bit more than usual. Placing his signature top hat upon his head Hatter set his jacket askew and smiled proudly at the mirror. He was ready for the tea party.

The red queen sat in her castle staring at her servants as they hurried around the place trying to please her but they where so boring nothing they ever did pleased her. She sighed softly and her servants froze they knew that sound she wasn't pleased with them and if they weren't carefull she would behead someone.

The Cheshire cat made his way floatingly through the woodsy forest-- grinning a peculiar charming smile all the while. :}} "My today seems like quite a nice day for tea," he commented while smiling at the sky that at first appeared sunny in one direction and faded to a cluster of gray clouds on the other spectrum. "Perhaps I should see what to drag in today." :}}

Alice tried to hide her dislike for this party, especially when someone let slip that Hamish was going to propose. Was this really what she wanted? He could be so dull sometimes, and he never appreciated or liked the thoughts that went through her mind. Like what would it be like to fly?

The Hatter snapped the door to his house shut and bounded down the front steps. It was the perfect time of day and night. The sun was shining on his house and yard while the moon hang high over the nearby woods. Whistling a cheery tune about 'Old Father William' Hatter headed towards the woods. This weeks tea party would be at the Red Queen's Hedge Maze. Not wanting to walk through all of wonderland on this particular day, for it was very easy to walk for a year and lose yourself in the journey, Hatter opted for the short cut through the tree. The Mome Raths seemed excited and quite keen to trip him on his path and scuttle about his feet, tickling his foot through the hole in his shoe. Hatter picked up his pace and skipped along the trail, trying to avoid the Mome Raths without stepping on any.

Alice tried to pay attention as she danced the Quadrille with Hamish, things kept pulling her mind and imagination away from him. She finally slipped away from him and into the gardens, she knew she only had so long before someone came looking for her. As she tried to process and decide how she felt about the soon coming proposal of Hamish, she caught a glimpse of a most bizarre sight: a rabbit in a waistcoat. It was just the quickest glimpse before the rabbit disappeared into the rustling bushes. She started to follow only to be caught and hustled off to the gazebo.