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Hi guys, as promised, I'm back and ready for action! This has been so much fun to write so far and I think I've done fairly well considering I've been doing it on the fly and not really planned many things out, though with the time off, I have had a chance to think over what will happen and maybe, I might just make this into a full-fledged trilogy/universe depending on how people feel.

Without further adieu, hope you enjoy!

Chapter II: One Little Mistake, Part I

"Now listen to me Bigby, this wasn't supposed to happen," the pig frantically pleads with the Sheriff.

That's an understatement. Funnily enough, it didn't dawn on the Sheriff that the irritating pig had booked a flight to a whole other Mundie country until stepping out of the airport. For one, the heat was a pleasant surprise, but the interesting concoction of sounds these Mundies use to communicate is another matter entirely.

Woody doesn't seem too annoyed by the developments, shielding his eyes from the sun whilst watching out for anyone curious enough to wonder what was happening in this warm, stinky alleyway.

"Luckily for you, they don't eat pig here," the Sheriff retorts.

This is a dilemma and a half.

Trapped in a weird place, filled with even stranger mundies than back home, along with having to deal with the Woodsman and Colin on his back for the ride. A part of him wants to call Snow and be done with the vacation, though it could hardly be called that so far.

"You wouldn't do that anyway Bigby, let's be honest here," Colin cheekily smirks, perhaps forgetting the situation he finds himself in.

The Woodsman turns back to look at the two before returning his gaze to down the alley. "I say we dump him on the nearest farm and have some fun," Woody chuckles. "If they even have any farms."

Taking a moment to contemplate how many ways he could make the pig suffer, the Sheriff eventually caves in, "Shit Colin, might as well make the most out of it."

Breathing a long sigh of relief, Colin apologetically shrugs.

"Listen Big Bad, if I would have told you, would you have come along?" Colin states his case, following in line behind Bigby, nudging his heels like the pest he is.

"No," the Sheriff admits, nodding to the Woodsman.

"Now that's settled, why don't we go to the..." the Woodsman begins to shepherd the two out of the alley before stumbling on his words, mouth grasping for the Mundie word, though it eludes him for quite some time.

"Hotel, plaid, hotel," Colin intervenes, clearly distressed from observing the large man struggle. "What have I gotten myself into?" the pig mumbles under his breath.

Rolling up his sleeves even further than usual, Bigby wipes the sweat of his brow with his forearm and wipes it on the pig. Colin obviously doesn't appreciate it, but doesn't dare to challenge the Sheriff at this point.

For many mundies, Bigby assumes the heat would be welcomed with open arms. However, when the Sheriff used to be a hulking beast of a wolf- with all the fur it entails- it's fair to assume Bigby isn't as pleased to be in this climate, mostly through old habits sake.

Turns out, Cairo is quite a beautiful place to walk through, assuming the fable ignores the way the drivers almost crash every time they attempt to turn a corner. Also, he's fairly certain that the Mundie's have an aggressive side to them, taking into account the way they peddle their goods by literally shoving them into his face whenever he becomes within a few hundred feet of their stalls.

With some careful conversations and luck, the 'hotel' soon comes into their view.

"See, this is what mundies call five-star," Colin proudly comments, making sure to stare at the hotel as though he built it himself.

"That's bad, right?" Woody responds, "I thought there's ten stars."

"Not with these hotels, you see. With these, it's only five, so we are practically living the high life," Colin explains, though quickly adds to his explanation upon seeing the Woodsman open his mouth. "Before you ask, I don't know why it only goes up to five and the rest is ten... mundies are weird, who knows why they do this stuff."

"Can't argue with that," Bigby agrees, although judging by the Woodsman face and posture, he isn't satisfied with Colin's answer.

Inside of the hotel is equally as elegant and classy as the outside, adoring with marble pillars and expensive furniture. If anything, it only reminds Bigby how mundies love their shiny things as much as fables do.

Gold watches, treasures beyond imagination, magic mirrors - fables and mundies aren't too different when it comes to greed and materialism.

"Bigby Wolf... room for two," the Sheriff talks to the receptionist, who is quite intrigued at the sight of Colin.

"I'm sorry, pets aren't allowed," the woman forces a smile.

Wow, Mundies are all the same. Can they just not smile for a change? Bigby wonders to himself before responding.

"Ah come on, he's not going to hurt anyone. He doesn't bite... often."

Unassured by Bigby, the receptionist examines the three for a brief time before answering in her unusual accent.

"Sure. But, it will be an extra three hundred dollars, purely for insurance in the event the room needs... cleaning," the woman offers.

Feeling something nudging hard against his ankle, he looks down to see Colin discreetly gesturing towards his bag.

Bending down and looking inside, Bigby's eyes come across one particular rectangle-shaped piece of apparatus that he has become familiar with over the years. Being a fan of notes himself, he doesn't personally carry on of these cards, so it comes as no shock to find one name imprinted on the front of the card.

Fuck, he stole Snow's card, Bigby mentally sighs, though hands over the card and gives the woman the security code which Snow White conveniently gave Bigby to remember once whilst she was doing something important.

"Maybe it's best that we make the most of this vacation," Woody says to Bigby, clearly noticing the name on the card. "She's going to kill you."

"Yeah... add her name to the list."

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There it is folks, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed. Shenanigans are on the way so watch out!

Feel free to ask me anything you want, I'd be happy to help.

P:S - For any DC fans out there, I'm looking to create my very own shared universe with a few other authors. So, if you feel like working in conjunction with others to create this universe with me, please contact me!