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Ernie MacMillan ([info]macm) wrote in [info]the_love_boat,
@ 2009-10-30 23:24:00
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Who: Alice Hannah and Mad Hatter Ernie
Where: The restaurant deck
What: Well, Ernie's playing with all the teacups, don't know what Hannah's doing
When: Six-ish aka tea time
Rating: PG is safe



This ship was funny, very funny. It had all these tea things, and all these little tables and utensils. And the best part about these tables? SO. MANY. TEACUPS! Oh no, wait, and there were people who got rid of them! Without being asked, really, it was incredible. The Mad hatter had looked around this place, he had been here a few weeks, had seen strange creatures. He had slept in boxes and amongst books, and in something very cold where there was a lot of flesh stored. Now though... now he was trying out all the seats along this strip where there were tons of little tables. And every few minutes, he moved down to the next chair or table. Every one of them had to be tried. And as soon as his butt hit the chair, there was more tea! He pulled the teapot closer to him and poured himself a cup with exceptional flair. He held it up, poured the liquid in through the neck of his shirt, and out it trickled into the cup through the sleeve of his arm. What a magical place!

Now, where was the sugar, and where was the March Hare?


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