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The line of Fables needing the Deputy Mayor’s assistance seemed to grow longer and longer each passing day. They’d have to invest in some chairs, or perhaps a proper waiting room soon. The word had gotten out that unlike Crane. Snow White was actually speaking to Fables about their concerns, rather than having her assistant brush them off and show them the door. By this time of day she’d seen most of them, but a few remained, including the man who’d just come into her office.

“I’m fine.” Snow wasn’t used to a Fable asking her how she was. It was usually skipping the pleasantries and jumping right into the accusatory bitching sessions. “Thank you for asking,” She fumbled around her desk, hoping to find his name but before she could he introduced himself. “Charles. Of course, I’m sorry.” Snow extended her hand to him. “Nice to meet you properly. I’ve heard a little about you already.” But, like many of their kind, she wasn’t sure what was true and what was all stories. “How can I held you?” She sat in her chair, and gestured for him to sit in the one on the other side of her desk.”

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“Of course, of course. Everyone needs a bit of a breather now and then, don’t they? Especially after being screamed at for far longer than one should be screamed at for - and by someone who screams much too loudly,” he said, nodding back towards the door to indicate the fable who had just left. He took her hand once she extended it, giving a firm shake before letting it go again.

“Sorry? What, for not immediately knowing the name of everyone who walks through your doors, whether you’ve met them or not? For shame, Miss White, for shame,” he joked, smile growing. “You’ve a lot more than names to keep track of with a job like yours. You don’t need to apologise for not knowing. Or…Misplacing some papers,” the fable added, thumbing to his name on her desk.

“Now I hope these are good things you’ve heard.” He had no doubt they would be, as the vast majority of Wonderland liked him, but it was natural to worry. When prompted to, he took a seat, smile beginning to fade. “Our building is falling apart, the stairs won’t stop moving around - that’s probably our fault, though - and we’re still…We’re missing a handful of people, Miss White.” He clasped his hands on his lap, expression solemn, a twinge of sadness and concern flaring in his eyes. “Tell me - and please don’t sugarcoat it. Do you suppose anyone stuck back home can still be alive and well?”

He was truly, deeply hurt by any and every name still not crossed off on Wonderland’s list of missing people and it showed. It showed in his face, brows upturned above widened eyes. It showed in his voice, now soft and pained. He cared for all of those he had once ruled over, but this wasn’t just a monarch hoping to save his entire kingdom. This matter was much more personal than that. This was a husband hoping to save his wife.

#haha what the fuck charles isnt supposed to hurt me like this #pureasdriven

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After what felt like years of waiting, though was only just past three hours, the fable finally stepped into the other’s office. A quiet sigh of relief escaped the man as he shut the door behind himself, closing the room off from the hallway and the small group of fables within it. He turned about on his heel, shifting to face Snow, remaining over by the doorway for the moment. “I don’t believe we’ve met,” he began, soon realising the distance between the woman’s desk and the door where he stood would make for awkward conversation. He took several quick steps forward as he continued.

“How are you doing?” He questioned, head tilting. If he had heard correctly, the past few fables who had entered the office had immediately started yelling or arguing once the door closed. Surely it would be a nice change of pace for him to not go in guns blazing, right? Plus, there was no sense in getting angry with her, from what he could tell. She seemed to be doing what she could, after all.

“Charles, by the by,” he introduced himself. “From out in Wonderland. King of Hearts.”

#pureasdriven #king charles is a small nerd ok #a v kind and small nerd

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Classic James!

James May + Adorkable

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“You do not seem familiar are you new to Fable Town?”

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“New? Yes! Wait no, I, uh…” He furrowed his brow, looking the other over. He wasn’t sure exactly who to trust in the city. The King had made up his mind on those from Wonderland, but anyone else was still on the fence. He supposed he could deal with getting yelled at or pushed around, at least - if he really had to. Better to be friendly and hope for the best, right?