@AMadGrin "Wot?!"
The word was nearly squeaked with how quickly it came from Hatter.
"N-No, no. No, I have a very important shipment t' secure, so, I cannot be babysittin'."
Twice.
Babysitting Chess and Charlie.
@AMadGrin Hatter startled back a fraction of an inch. Brow furrowed, he nearly went cross-eyed while trying to focus on Chess' bright gaze.
"I don't care. Whatever it is ye do te keep busy."
@AMadGrin Oh, no. No, they were not doing this again.
"Finish ye bloody riddle for once!"
Just once, he wanted a riddle to be complete. And make sense.
@AMadGrin "Can ye stop takin' my bloody hat?"
Reaching up, Hatter shoved the hat firmly back onto his head. Though he wouldn't admit to it, he was kind of glad to see Chess.
Startles to the point of dropping the glass vial in his hands - pink liquid splashing out over their feet.
"Bloody 'ell, Chess! I tol' ye ta no do tha'!"
@AMadGrin Hatter's gaze was wide and in awe as he watched Chess. The shifter was an enigma. Captivating, enticing, utterly consuming.
Blinking several times, Hatter shook his head.
"Huh...? N-No, nothin'."
Hatter flicked his gaze around the immediate area before settling, once more, upon the shifter before him.
"Wot the bloody 'ell ye on about now, Chess...?" https://t.co/sUUjelZ3P7
*Dances around, singing with the dandelions as their seeds go flying in the wind*
'Twas Brillig
And the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe!!