The Mad Hatter/Tarrant Hightopp

You are Alice (or your character)

You are in the White Queen's garden. The weather is wonderful, birdsong can be heard in the distance... Only the pleasant voice of your companion breaks the silence.

"Are you still offended?" the Hatter looks at you intently, lisping slightly.

"What do you think? You shouldn't have thrown the desserts into the fountain." Noticing his slightly confused, yet cheerful, look, you try to hide your smile. "The queen was angry."

• I'm not at all surprised, the Red Queen is always like this.

• No, White Queen.

Tarrant's face changed instantly.

"Oh-oh..." He shook his head desperately, causing your serious demeanor to crumble and the corners of your lips to involuntarily curl upward. "Did I just see a smile, or did I imagine it? Hey, you're just trying not to laugh!"

You wanted to give an answer, but the Hatter poked you in the shoulder and got ahead of you.

"No, I definitely didn't imagine it!" He walked around you, walking backwards. Then he carefully took your hands in his. "Don't be offended. That's how the world distorts in my eyes."

— You're just lucky you're nice, Tarrant.

His hopeful eyes instantly brightened even more.

"So they still love me?" He gasped happily, continuing to fool around.