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A tea-stained envelope arrives at your door, sealed with a stamp that certainly has an 'M', but its second letter can't seem to make up its mind whether to be a 'D' or a 'H'. In any case, it's the contents that are of concern:
You realise that you're not going to grow until this deed is done - who asks kids to write poetry - but you also realise that doing it early will not speed up your growth any sooner. Nevertheless, like the laundry, it is a deed that must be done.
MD/H
Dear Yorick,
The place is tremendously boring without you. We've decided we can't possibly have you back without returning the gold (we bought new china) - besides, we asked Time to be our third guest and he will not go away. I'm sick of actually washing dishes so I would like you to have him back. He claims we haven't entertained him enough (it's true, we are quite boring now, as I have said) so could you be so kind as to send us a villanelle about you and how you've been doing? I assume that where you are is so absurd now that it'll be sufficient to get Time back to work.
Signed,
Mad D/Hatter.
PS: Whenever you're ready with your brilliant literature do read it aloud in the main thread.
The place is tremendously boring without you. We've decided we can't possibly have you back without returning the gold (we bought new china) - besides, we asked Time to be our third guest and he will not go away. I'm sick of actually washing dishes so I would like you to have him back. He claims we haven't entertained him enough (it's true, we are quite boring now, as I have said) so could you be so kind as to send us a villanelle about you and how you've been doing? I assume that where you are is so absurd now that it'll be sufficient to get Time back to work.
Signed,
Mad D/Hatter.
PS: Whenever you're ready with your brilliant literature do read it aloud in the main thread.
You realise that you're not going to grow until this deed is done - who asks kids to write poetry - but you also realise that doing it early will not speed up your growth any sooner. Nevertheless, like the laundry, it is a deed that must be done.
The Jabberwock looked curiously over the letter. Why in blazes would the Hatter think of him now (was he still sour that he could not claim his head as a hat?), and why would he be needed to entertain Time? His own personal Time had stopped and had never moved forward; perhaps it was a trait of Time if they both were refusing to work properly? He wasn't one to question Time, as oft he'd found in his experience, Time was not a cruel mistress but the mean friend that liked to remember the worst experiences and gloss over the best. He was certain, even in his young age, that Time was reponsible for the idea that enemies weren't needed with a friend such as this. Time was no one's friend, on that front.
"Hatter, you...hat maker." Yorick frowned at the letter and jabbed a razor-sharp claw at it, poking a few unintentional but inspired holes within the paper. "A thing of requirement, that's the only reason I'm doing this!" he informed the letter as though it might carry back to the Hatter (and yet, stranger things have happened).
"Once I find out what a vanilla nelle is, you'll have your poem!"
