the-handthatfeeds

[the-handthatfeeds]

Surreee you could. I doubt it wholly.

..I miss my hatter. Too quiet without chaos.

[the-handthatfeeds]

Name one.

..I miss my hatter. Too quiet without chaos.

[the-handthatfeeds]

That don't mean a thing, actions speak louder than words. And you've done a hell of a lotta actions.

..I miss my hatter. Too quiet without chaos.

[the-handthatfeeds]

Better than you in every way.

..I miss my hatter. Too quiet without chaos.

[the-handthatfeeds]

Yer fucken deranged.

..I miss my hatter. Too quiet without chaos.

[the-handthatfeeds]

Ya really just gonna admit to being a freak?

I suppose I just miss the chaos you bring, but you yourself? Whole 'nother story.

..I miss my hatter. Too quiet without chaos.

[the-handthatfeeds]

Well speak of the devil, did I not bite hard enough last time to get ya the hell away from me? Or do ya always take the bait?

..I miss my hatter. Too quiet without chaos.

[the-handthatfeeds]

..I miss my hatter. Too quiet without chaos.

[the-handthatfeeds]

[the-handthatfeeds]

[the-handthatfeeds]

HE GOT IT

[the-handthatfeeds]

Hm...

he backed away from hatter

Or maybe, yer just schizo.

I can taste your soul....it tastes like mint tea with a hint of lemon

Thank you, but please don’t eat my soul. I need it…

[the-handthatfeeds]

What?? The hell are ya talkin bout?

I can taste your soul....it tastes like mint tea with a hint of lemon

Thank you, but please don’t eat my soul. I need it…

[the-handthatfeeds]

..Ha! I've had ya bent over a nighstand and ya still question if I'm real?

He cupped hatters cheek with his hand

I promise I'm as real as terror, and yer stuck with me!

I can taste your soul....it tastes like mint tea with a hint of lemon

Thank you, but please don’t eat my soul. I need it…

[the-handthatfeeds]

Hm? Whats got you so down?

He forced hatter to look at him

C'mon darlin, tell me~

I can taste your soul....it tastes like mint tea with a hint of lemon

Thank you, but please don’t eat my soul. I need it…

[the-handthatfeeds]

Aw, there we go...

He traced his claw on Hatters chin

Yer so darlin' when ya quit yappin!

He let out a hollow laugh

I can taste your soul....it tastes like mint tea with a hint of lemon

Thank you, but please don’t eat my soul. I need it…

[the-handthatfeeds]

Enough to make yew pathetic!

I'm leavin. Or ya can shut up!

I can taste your soul....it tastes like mint tea with a hint of lemon

Thank you, but please don’t eat my soul. I need it…