I Haven't Posted One of These in a While
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crossover_chickLet's have a 25 Foods prompt:
8. Butter
“Does anyone know what time it is?”
“Of course. It’s six o’clock.”
“Allow me to rephrase – what time would it be if we weren’t currently seated at your tea table?”
“Late,” the White Rabbit said, looking disconsolately at his watch. “Why must it always be late?”
“How late is late?” Victor asked, glancing at his friend.
Rabbit gave him a funny look. “Late is late. If Late starts being late, I’m sure I don’t know what I’ll do.”
“I meant what time you consider to be late,” Victor attempted to explain.
“Late!” Rabbit showed Victor his watch. “Do you see?”
Victor blinked as he looked at Rabbit’s watch. Instead of the usual circle of numbers around the circumference, it had two words printed on the face – EARLY and LATE. The singular hand was pointing at the E in LATE. “Er, yes,” he said slowly. “Mine works a bit differently. . . .”
“It’s three-twelve by my watch,” Alice said, taking pity on her boyfriend.
Victor frowned down at his pocket watch. “Ten minutes slow,” he complained. “I’ve reset it a thousand times, and it always ends up ten minutes slow!”
Hatter leaned over and peered at the offending timepiece. “May I have a look inside?” he asked.
Victor looked at him. He knew Hatter was mad – the man was a resident of Wonderland, after all. But, apart from the White Knight, he was also the most mechanically-minded person Victor knew. Not to mention no one in either world could accuse Hatter of not knowing his timepieces. What would be the harm? “You may,” Victor said, handing over the watch.
Hatter examined the face of the watch, then held it to his ear, listening closely to the ticking. “Hmmm. . . .” He flipped it over and opened up the back, taking a careful look at the exposed gears. He pursed his lips and nodded. Then he picked up his knife. He frowned at it critically, dipped it in his teacup, dried it off, and examined it again before nodding in satisfaction.
Then, before either Victor or Alice could react, he picked up the butter, cut himself a healthy pat, and carefully buttered the insides of the watch. “There you are!” he said cheerfully, pushing it back toward Victor.
Victor stared at it, watching the yellow lumps slowly melting into the gears. “I – you – my father gave me that watch!” he blurted, unable to think of anything else to say.
“Did he?” Hatter looked at it again. “Why didn’t he get you one that kept correct time?”
Alice slapped a hand over her face. “Hatter. . .Victor, I’m sorry,” she added. “He really was only trying to help.”
Victor looked at her, then at Hatter (who was still oblivious to any wrongdoing), then finally down at the watch again. After a moment, he smiled and laughed softly. “It’s all right,” he told her, taking her hand. “I think this incident just proves I belong here.”
“Pardon?”
He smirked at her. “I must have been mad to hand it to him.”
Alice let out a very unladylike snort. “You must have been,” she agreed. Then she leaned over and kissed him. “But I wouldn’t have you any other way.”
Hatter shook his head at them, then stood up. “All right, everyone, time for a clean cup! Move down, move down! And I will have you know, Master Van Dort, that is only the very best butter. And if it doesn’t help, I shall eat my hat.”
“I look forward to either possibility, my dear Mister Hatter.”
This is actually one where I'm not sure of the universe -- it doesn't feel like Solicitor's Ward to me, but I'm not sure in what other verse it fits. So this is just a incident you can apply to the Victor/Alice pairing in general. I'm sure you can tell I was inspired by the Disney movie and Hatter's fixing of the White Rabbit's watch in that, in addition to the incident alluded to in the original Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. I just love the idea of buttering the watch.
-TTV: *shakehead* Father would have a fit if he knew about this.-
Well, if he paid to have the spring looked at. . . . Anyway, I think the thing I like the most about this is actually the idea I came up with for Rabbit's watch. Makes more sense than it doesn't, right?
-HD: Unfortunately, that means it's not really fit for Wonderland.-
. . .Aw, damn it. XD I still like it, though!
Not much else happening -- today was on the annoying side, but I DID make some cash by selling back some old textbooks from last semester. So that was a plus. And Helloween updated too, though he's gotta turn up the sound on his mic or turn it down on the game -- could barely hear some parts of it. Which is sad, because he is funny. Ragging on the Mock Turtle, going on about how he wants to be a pro -- and promptly jumping Alice off a cliff, calling the Ruins "Mr. Creepyface. . . ." I missed you, Helloween. :D
And now, I really should look into writing something on "Secundus" or my Travelers Verse notes. Laters!
8. Butter
“Does anyone know what time it is?”
“Of course. It’s six o’clock.”
“Allow me to rephrase – what time would it be if we weren’t currently seated at your tea table?”
“Late,” the White Rabbit said, looking disconsolately at his watch. “Why must it always be late?”
“How late is late?” Victor asked, glancing at his friend.
Rabbit gave him a funny look. “Late is late. If Late starts being late, I’m sure I don’t know what I’ll do.”
“I meant what time you consider to be late,” Victor attempted to explain.
“Late!” Rabbit showed Victor his watch. “Do you see?”
Victor blinked as he looked at Rabbit’s watch. Instead of the usual circle of numbers around the circumference, it had two words printed on the face – EARLY and LATE. The singular hand was pointing at the E in LATE. “Er, yes,” he said slowly. “Mine works a bit differently. . . .”
“It’s three-twelve by my watch,” Alice said, taking pity on her boyfriend.
Victor frowned down at his pocket watch. “Ten minutes slow,” he complained. “I’ve reset it a thousand times, and it always ends up ten minutes slow!”
Hatter leaned over and peered at the offending timepiece. “May I have a look inside?” he asked.
Victor looked at him. He knew Hatter was mad – the man was a resident of Wonderland, after all. But, apart from the White Knight, he was also the most mechanically-minded person Victor knew. Not to mention no one in either world could accuse Hatter of not knowing his timepieces. What would be the harm? “You may,” Victor said, handing over the watch.
Hatter examined the face of the watch, then held it to his ear, listening closely to the ticking. “Hmmm. . . .” He flipped it over and opened up the back, taking a careful look at the exposed gears. He pursed his lips and nodded. Then he picked up his knife. He frowned at it critically, dipped it in his teacup, dried it off, and examined it again before nodding in satisfaction.
Then, before either Victor or Alice could react, he picked up the butter, cut himself a healthy pat, and carefully buttered the insides of the watch. “There you are!” he said cheerfully, pushing it back toward Victor.
Victor stared at it, watching the yellow lumps slowly melting into the gears. “I – you – my father gave me that watch!” he blurted, unable to think of anything else to say.
“Did he?” Hatter looked at it again. “Why didn’t he get you one that kept correct time?”
Alice slapped a hand over her face. “Hatter. . .Victor, I’m sorry,” she added. “He really was only trying to help.”
Victor looked at her, then at Hatter (who was still oblivious to any wrongdoing), then finally down at the watch again. After a moment, he smiled and laughed softly. “It’s all right,” he told her, taking her hand. “I think this incident just proves I belong here.”
“Pardon?”
He smirked at her. “I must have been mad to hand it to him.”
Alice let out a very unladylike snort. “You must have been,” she agreed. Then she leaned over and kissed him. “But I wouldn’t have you any other way.”
Hatter shook his head at them, then stood up. “All right, everyone, time for a clean cup! Move down, move down! And I will have you know, Master Van Dort, that is only the very best butter. And if it doesn’t help, I shall eat my hat.”
“I look forward to either possibility, my dear Mister Hatter.”
This is actually one where I'm not sure of the universe -- it doesn't feel like Solicitor's Ward to me, but I'm not sure in what other verse it fits. So this is just a incident you can apply to the Victor/Alice pairing in general. I'm sure you can tell I was inspired by the Disney movie and Hatter's fixing of the White Rabbit's watch in that, in addition to the incident alluded to in the original Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. I just love the idea of buttering the watch.
-TTV: *shakehead* Father would have a fit if he knew about this.-
Well, if he paid to have the spring looked at. . . . Anyway, I think the thing I like the most about this is actually the idea I came up with for Rabbit's watch. Makes more sense than it doesn't, right?
-HD: Unfortunately, that means it's not really fit for Wonderland.-
. . .Aw, damn it. XD I still like it, though!
Not much else happening -- today was on the annoying side, but I DID make some cash by selling back some old textbooks from last semester. So that was a plus. And Helloween updated too, though he's gotta turn up the sound on his mic or turn it down on the game -- could barely hear some parts of it. Which is sad, because he is funny. Ragging on the Mock Turtle, going on about how he wants to be a pro -- and promptly jumping Alice off a cliff, calling the Ruins "Mr. Creepyface. . . ." I missed you, Helloween. :D
And now, I really should look into writing something on "Secundus" or my Travelers Verse notes. Laters!
