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Welcome back everyone! I hope you are enjoying 2019 so far, and if not, I hope this changes for you.

Chapter III: Chaos is the better part of... chaos?, Part II

That happened.

A magical mirror which only has one serious use in it's entire fable decided enough was enough and dipped out on them. First the Sheriff of the town and now the mirror, Snow is starting to wonder whether some kind of infection is running through the town which is turning fables mad.

Fables aren't supposed to simply refuse to do what their entire fable was designed around, especially when things are getting so rowdy around the town. More and more mundies are beginning to take notice of their presence and more of them are slipping through Snow's grasp. Bigby's responsibilities include making sure mundies are controlled and generally avoid the town, but with him gone, more of them are walking around and seeing things they shouldn't.

Making glamours cheaper was the best decision Snow has ever made in her increasingly unstable position as Mayor of Fabletown, and it's saying nothing at all really when it's the only decision she has made so far. Indecisiveness is a trait Snow didn't want to inherit from her predecessor, but with the extra weight on her shoulders she can take no decision for granted.

"You okay?" Beauty asks, hand still outstretched with the documents Snow asked her to hand over a few moments ago. "Lost in thought?"

"Something along those lines," Snow answers, taking the documents and throwing them onto the table. Shaking her head, she refuses to even glance over the entire list of requests the citizens of Fabletown has thrown their way. "Let me guess: I want a new Mayor."

"They want someone fired, just not you," Beauty answers, flipping over the first page and showing Snow the first request.

The immediate sacking of a one Bigby Wolf as the Sheriff of Fabletown for excessive violence, intimidation and for fouling the atmosphere with those incredibly stinky cigarettes - quite the request. Looking at the name at the bottom, her eyes widen and she stares at Beauty.

"Beast?" she asks.

"Doesn't like Bigby that much," Beauty shrugs her shoulders at the Mayor. "Can you blame him? Bigby ripped the head off the Crooked Man without a second thought."

"After the Crooked Man tried to throw him down the well," Snow attempts to reason with the fable but she simply shrugs again.

Sure, Bigby might have gone over the top by removing the Crooked Man's ugly head from his shoulders, but everyone does things in the heat of the moment. Some fables just... have much more violent tendencies in those moments than others.

"Never mind, what's the next one?" Snow moves past the request, trying not to think too much about it.

Seeing the words on the page, she almost gags in disgust. "Make Thursdays lingerie only? Who the hell decided that was a good idea?"

"The twins," Beauty answers, almost as disgusting as Snow herself.

"Of course," Snow mumbles under her breath, already taking a break from the requests and walking off in the opposite direction.

Slumping into the nearest chair and pouring her a drink from the bottle on the table top next to it, she wonders whether Bigby is even thinking about them wherever he is. The wolf is more than likely getting blackout drunk in some rundown bar and causing trouble for the sake of it, whilst Snow is sat here pondering whether to end his employment.

Termination of employment within Fabletown is messy, considering the fable is always around anyway since they live here.

"Fire him, what's the worst which could happen? If anything, you'd be doing him a favour."

Despite Sleeping Beauty being quite adamant there would be no consequences to the decision, Snow is unsure. Snow's relationship with Bigby has been undoubtedly strained recently, considering she still hasn't forgiven him for the incident with the Crooked Man and he's been distant in their conversations.

"Bigby has one thing in the town and that's his job. Without it, him and the Woodsman will be at each other's throats from now until the end of time," Snow reasons more with herself than with Beauty. "It's better to let him keep everyone in line."

"No one keeps Bigby in line Snow and that's the problem," Beauty counters, taking the drink from Snow's hand and drinking it herself. "Do I have to remind you of what happened with Beast?"

"Beast did attack him first."

"You have an answer for everything when it comes to Bigby Wolf Mayor, and I don't know why."

"Neither do I Beauty, neither do I."

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