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Have you checked the bathroom?

[ She wasn't going to let him drink it. ] I can make some tea if you'd rather just have that. By the way, he doesn't call himself Hatter. He prefers Jefferson. He's only the "Mad Hatter" if you're angry with him.

Yes. I check it every day, or so ya -- you tell me.

[ Just because she wouldn't let him didn't mean he wouldn't give it a bloody good try. ]

... right. Knew that. Anyway, no tea. Just what I came for.

[ He took the hat off and tossed it in the air a few times, which seemingly amused him a lot more than it ever should have. ]

Well you're drunk enough right now I'm going to have to play life guard if you try to bathe.

[ Ana wonders if she can just go fill an old shampoo bottle with something actually edible so that Will doesn't get sick if he's this determined.. ]

The only thing I'm here to swim in is tea, your Majesty.

[ Even if he was drunk, it was impossible to say those words without a touch of mockery.

Also, still playing with the hat. Up it goes, down it comes. So fun. ]

[ She could hear the scathing tone that took on when he said that. Anastasia forced a smile onto her face, though her tone was more firm. If he wanted to play hatter and call her that, she could definitely pull her Queen accent on him. ]

Fine. Sit down and don't move, darling. Wouldn't want you to lose your head while you waited.

[ She's going to go get her shampoo bottle, hide it in her dress (very poorly, but he's drunk enough he probably won't notice) and find something else to put it in so she can just rinse it out and fill it with water. ]

[ Will broke character for just a second and gave her a disgusted look but quickly remembered what he was doing and pulled one of Hatter's goofy expressions instead. ]

Can't I just follow you?

[ He clumsily caught the hat and put it back on his head before crossing his arms and giving Ana a probing stare. ]

[ She definitely gives him a look like she totally was doing it on purpose since he's being an asshole. Yeah, she knows she can use that against him. ]

This isn't your room, Hatter.

[ You wanted her to play along. ] Be a good boy and sit.

[ Will just continued staring at her. Wasn't that was Jefferson did? Stare at people wit his condescending dad expression? ]

Be quick about it, will you? Can't be late, you know.

[ Wait. That was someone else. ]

[ She gave him a look at that like 'really' then rolled her eye before going to the kitchen. He's drunk enough he probably didn't even know where anything in her place was. Oh well. Into a glass with film covering it the shampoo went, and she started quickly rinsing the rest out in the sink, shaking the bottle to get as many suds out as she could before filling it up with water.

Sorry Will, you're not inducing poison control on her watch unless she wants you to. Shortly after, she comes back out and holds out the shampoo bottle. ]

The hat first.

[ She was right. He really had no concept at all of what was going on, a problem which seemed to worsen every passing minute. At least he still knew he was supposed to be Hatter. Or was it Jefferson...? No, no, that's the same person. He thought it was anyway.

When had Ana come back? ]

Nope. We'll...

[ He held the hat forward, but it was just out of her reach. ]

We'll... both. Both first.

[ Jefferson would never give up his hat, let alone meet her halfway for it, so there's a little smile on her face. Even if they'd actually traded bodies, something like this would've given it away easily. ]

Both then.

[ She holds the shampoo bottle filled with water out, her other hand extended for the hat. ]

[ Will's acting abilities could only go so far. ]

Yep.

[ He held the hat over her head just out of her grasp, his other hand reaching for the bottle. ]

We'll hand them over on the count of three. Ready?

[ She just rolls her eye at that, then raises her brows. ]

If I wanted it without playing fair, I'd hit you with something and take it.

Alright then. Three.

[ And just like that he dropped the hat on her head and snatched the bottle. ]

Thank you very much.

[ Dear lord that hat's just going to cover up half of her face now. Jefferson's head is much bigger than hers. Anastasia reaches up and adjusts the hat, tipping it up with her right hand and giving Will a look.

SHE'S NOT EVEN GOING TO SAY ANYTHING, JUST FEEL THE LOOK WILL!! ]

[ Will inched a bit closer, leaning forward and giving her a charming grin. Even if he was pretending to be Hatter he couldn't deny that she looked awfully cute. ]

Problem, Majesty?

For one who's supposed to be one of my subjects you are awfully cheeky, Hatter.

[ Playing along isn't half bad, especially if it gets Will to smile at her like that. She can't even help that she's smiling back. ]

That would be because I know I can get away with it.

[ Will wasn't sure who he was speaking as anymore, but he did know he liked the smiling. It was a lot nicer than how he had last seen her. ]

And just what else do you think you can get away with?

[ Anastasia was trying very much to hold herself like a Queen, calm and composed, but her smile at Will was clearly giving her away as just being happy to see him not be mad at her. ]

Just about anything, I'd imagine.

[ He leaned a bit closer. ]

Especially if I were Will Scarlet.

[ She doesn't back up at all, letting Will lean in but having enough self-control to try to keep herself from leaning forward. ]

How sad you're a hatter then.

[ She moves the hat back that it stays on her head, even if it's clearly only just staying up. ]

I hear hatters don't have half the head to handle a situation like he would.

[ She has no problem teasing him like she doesn't know, at least until he either openly says he's Will or does something about it. ]

That right?

[ He grinned wider, reaching his hand up to hold the side of her face. ]

Wonder what would happen if I told you I wasn't a hatter at all.

[ She squints at him, making a show of it. ]

Could it be a disguise? I never would've guessed.

[ She reaches her hand up to touch his forearm, not stilling his hand at all, just.. touching him. ]

Just what might you be trying to get away with, Mr. Scarlet?

[ He glanced at her hand and back to her face, his smile fading just a bit. Will stared into her eye, trying to figure out just what it actually was that he was doing. He knew he wanted to apologize to her. He knew he didn't want them to fight anymore. He also knew that he desperately wanted to kiss her. ]

I think -- I think I'm tryin' to get you to forgive me for bein' a right bastard of a boyfriend to the only woman that matters in my life.

[ Anastasia got worried for only a few seconds as that smile faded from his face, but when he spoke her face lit up to a much brighter smile than she'd had before. ]

Will, there's nothing to forgive. I deserve every bit of it, I'm just glad you're still here.

Edited 2014-04-01 05:15 (UTC)

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