Michael's POV
John was on the floor face down.
"JOHN!" Princess Heart squealed. She ran over to him and shook him. Princess White looked shocked. "White, what have you done?!" Princess Heart said.
"Take a deep breath darling it's ok." I hushed her.
"I'm afraid you're wrong," Princess White said to me. "at the moment Johnny's body, his mind, is deciding what to do, will he stay or will he go? There is now and approximately 10% chance that he'll come-to. If he does, he will most certainly be completely, unfixably mad." She said sadly. She seemed very upset too.
"..." Princess Heart mumbled something.
"What did you say darling." I asked gently. This time she spoke up.
"Off with your head!!!" She screamed. I began to feel filled with terror at these words. "This is all your fault! You couldn't just leave him alone! He loved making hats!," she lowered her voice "... he loved making hats." I stood in shock. Was she really going to execute me? I stood up from my crouching position next to her on the floor. I slowly backed away from her. "Get in the cab Michael, now." She said without making eye contact with me. I didn't know what to do, so I got in the cab. My eyes were wide and I was completely speechless all the way home.
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The Hatter
FantasyOnce upon a time there was a hatter. A mad hatter. After some time in wonderland, when all his friends had moved on from him, nobody know his name, so everyone knew him as Hatter, including him. Find out about the mad hatters school life, his love f...
