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"My, my. She certainly shows her anger when mistreated by her peers. The Red King undoubtedly wouldn't like that." said a familiar voice from behind.

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You turn around to find yourself face to face with a feline's eyes. You blink once again only to realize it disappeared, looking back in front to see a familiar silhouette. Your eyes widened, then you smiled.

"Chesire!" You exclaim in happiness, running over to him and hugged him. His face furrowed in slight disgust, his mouth ajar.

"Get off me Y/n!" He hissed, tail tensed upright, hands straight glued to his body, ears twitching as he struggled out of your grasp. He closed his eyes, body slowly dissapearing; then reappearing in front.

"You know this guy?" Namjoon asked suprised.

"Yes. Unfortunately, she was creating quiet a racket during my cat nap. I wanted to tell her to Shut Up- But I was too lazy." He told Namjoon as he dusted off the dirt on his clothes.

"Now that we got this all sorted let's start our meeting." Namjoon suggested.

"Has the meeting started yet?" You questioned.

"Of course it hasn't. You can't start a meeting without tea." The Hatter said pulling out a teapot out of his pocket, pouring it onto a teacup.

"Oop-Oh, But you can't have tea without scones." Pulling out a cookie stand, out of the teapot.

"And you certainly can't eat scones without Jam." Grabbing a Jar of Jam from behind. "OH! And I can NEVER eat Jam without Butter." A bar of Butter popped out of his long top hat. It seemed like a never ending food supply.

"We get it Hoseok." The Chesire said annoyed, rolling his eyes. Jungkook finally crawled from underneath the table.

"I am famished— might as well have a cup of your tea Hoseok." Jungkook told him.

"Splendid!" He cried happily. "Now you, Joon and Kook sit on the grass whilst we sit on the table. There is no room you see."

You looked at him as if he was crazy. There was enough room to fit all of us.

"There's plenty of room!" You said indignantly walking towards the table.

"No room! No room!" they cried out as you came; their words were wobbly and watery. You knew that shouldn't intrude so you didn't, not wanting to cause anymore trouble.

Seconds later-

"Come come and sit." The Mad Hatter told gesturing his hand towards the table.

"But a moment ago you said 'No room! No room!'." You said in confusion.

"Oh well." He shrugged.

The group sat on the table. Well most of them, the Chesire Cat just floated above.

"What would you all like today? I have some lovely brews pipping and piping today— spritzle-fizzle tea, milkflower tea, chocolate-rhubarb-pumpkin-raspberry-dragon-fire-tea-"

"Regular tea," You said. "That's what I drink at home, so that's what I'll have here."

The Mad Hatter stared blankly. Then he started to snicker, which turned to giggling, then ended with the three hysterically laughing. You examined the three bewildered, Namjoon sensed your confusion.

"Er... regular tea isn't the sort of thing we brew in Wonderland Y/n." He explained hoping to answer your question.

"Why you are ridiculous!" You debated. You loved tea and so did they by the looks of it- How come they didn't serve regular tea here!

"My name is March not ridiculous." The March Hare said. "Hyuk, hyuk, hyuk."

We laughed. Then silence settled in — talk about awkward, everyone looked at different directions.

You didn't like situations like these, it made you feel uncomfortable shivers. The unpleasant nature of silence associated with the feelings of anxiety as we feel the pressure to speak; unsure what to say next. You couldn't take it any longer.

"Hatter. I'll have your newest brew if I may." You told him placing your order.

"Wonder-landiful choice! Your first encounter with Wonderland tea and my newest brew, a perfect match." He said clapping his hands excitedly.

"I think what you mean to say is purr-fect Hatter~" Chesire suggested grinning cunningly.

"It doesn't Hatter with me Chesire." The Mad Hatter shouted to the Chesire, sticking his tongue out.

He twisted half his waist, turning his attention towards the others.

"What are your orders my brothers?" He asked "Oh Oop- Hit my head with a tea cup-"

"Gladly~ ." The Chesire accepted, appearing above The Hatters head; throwing a tea cup happily on his head.

"Oh my- Chesire. You Naughty Cat." Jungkook told, giggling slightly.

"CHESIRE! YOUR NINE LIVES END NOW! I'LL RIP THAT SMILE OFF-" The Mad Hatters voice screamed darkly and threateningly. Walking towards the Chesire in a dominating manner.

"Hatter!" The March Hare shouted stopping the Mad Hatter in his tracks. He regained his posture, face changing instantly. Aura happy as before.

"Well as I was rudely inturrupted," Glaring at the Cat. "I'll be taking your usual orders; Milkflower tea for Joon and Kook, Spritzle-fizzle tea for March with scones and Chocolate-rhubarb-pumpkin-raspberry-dragon-fire-tea for Chesire."

They nodded in approval. He then left towards the windmilled house, to broth our tea. Waiting for his arrival we talked about subtle things, leaving the personal talk over a cup of tea when brewed.

Minutes later, seeing his cheerful figure in the distance holding a tray of assortments rather not carefully, but managing to make it to the table. Handing each order to everyone.

The Mad Hatter jumps on the table and tries to balance, hands out wide on each side. Making him seem like an airplane. Tiptoeing towards you with a teacup in his hands as the table shakes violently under his weight. As if pleading him to get off.

The odd man had a cheerful grin on his face, tipped his long hat. It had hues of purple and minor green tints on them, wrapped with one strand of a ribbon at the rim with poker cards on the side. The hatband reading "In this style 10/6".

"Here you go~ one cup of tea for you. Fortune-teller tea. Give it a sip!" He smiled brightly as if the sun's rays.

You smiled back. Taking the offered cup of tea in hand. The liquid was pink and smelled of strawberries, but when you drank it, the flavor was deep and a little bitter, followed by a sudden burst of sweetness.

The Hatter returned, "Well?" he asked.

"It started out as black licorice and then melted into butterscotch." You explained taking in its flavor.

"Oh, my girl, the tea is telling you that this is the year to keep your ear to the ground and listen for suprises. Change is coming."

Your stomach was full of thoughts and head full of butterflies. Wonderland slowly clouding your senses.

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