The White Rabbit scolded himself continually throughout the day. As a habit, he always checked his pocket watch. Every so often he'd stumble upon another Wonderland creature--either the twins Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum or that Cheshire Cat. The White Rabbit, being such an anxious rabbit, was always startled when they popped up.
"You know, it really is rather upsetting when you're trying to relax and all of a sudden you hear a creepy chuckle like yours, Tweedle-Dee! Same to you, Tweedle-Dum!" The White Rabbit would say angrily. And to the Cheshire Cat, "How can one not worry when they see a pair of large eyes staring at them through the branches of a tree? Honestly!"
But the Mad Hatter and his bright emerald eyes was the most startling of all--with his crazed carrot top and creepy grin, the White Rabbit could barely keep himself from toppling over. Mad Hatter would just laugh some more.
"Oh, my dear rabbit, you must learn how to...how do they say, chill?" The Mad Hatter chuckled to himself.
The White Rabbit shook his head. "I thought chill meant...oh, never mind! Anyways, if you know so much about "chill" then how may I succeed in doing so?"
"Well, first of all you have to get rid of that damn pocket watch. It's very distracting for you. It will make you less anxious about the time." the Mad Hatter reached down and went out of his way to rip off the White Rabbit’s silver pocket watch. The White Rabbit looked up at the crazed man, astounded.
"That was rather rude!" he cried.
"You will thank me later," the Mad Hatter nodded and pocketed the watch. "Now that the ticking is out of your head...hmmm,"
The White Rabbit stared up at the Mad Hatter, cowering. "What are you going to do?"
"Well, you're on your own now!" and the Mad Hatter ran off with the White Rabbit’s precious silver pocket watch in hand.
The White Rabbit fumed. He stomped his foot angrily. He could hear the Tweedle twins laughing again—the White Rabbit stomped off in the direction that the Mad Hatter had gone, after his watch.
On the way to the Mad Hatter, the White Rabbit stumbles upon a blue dress. He looks at it for a bit and then realizes something is moving underneath. He gasped as he uncovered the dress to find a shrunken girl. She was petite, a blonde, with dark, dark brown eyes, perhaps a hint of violet.
She stared up at him. "H-hello."
The White Rabbit stared back at her as he realized things: she must've been the one who canceled the tea party today. Hadn't she? But if she was here then why would the tea party be canceled?
...Oh dear! Then it's not canceled! And that means, oh no, what is the time? My pocket watch! The damn Mad Hatter has it! The White Rabbit shivered with anxiety.
"What is your name, girl?" he asked. The girl who was going to the tea party was named Alice. The White Rabbit prayed it wasn't her name.
"Alice Kingsleigh," she answered in a timid voice.
The White Rabbit jumped and swirled, grabbing his ears. "You must come with me straightaway! Straightaway! WE'RE LATE, WE'RE LATE! WE'RE LATE, WE'RE LATE, FOR A VERY IMPORTANT DATE! NO TIME TO SAY ‘HELLO’, GOODBYE! WE'RE LATE, WE'RE LATE, WE'RE LATE!"
The White Rabbit grabbed Alice’s hand, and off they raced.
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