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[mrbigandbad]

[Cue one Big Bad Wolf in his room, smoking and lazily flipping through reports he should be filling out. He doesn't feel like it right now. Thus: time for a video chat.]Considering the TV's already running specials and I officially can't listen to the radio anymore without it being interrupted by some rendition of "Jingle Bells", I thought I'd bite

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[notadisneygirl]

[There was something that was going to be said about the holidays, and maybe it would be stupid to spend them alone, and--

Did he just. Was that.]

Goddamnit, Bigby! What did you do!?

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[mrbigandbad]

If I knew I wouldn't have done it in the first place.

You should get over here.

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[notadisneygirl]

I'm on my way. [She's grabbing her coat and putting it on as she speaks.]

What's going on? Are you sick? [Pauses.] Can you get sick?

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[mrbigandbad]

I can't even get tipsy, Snow. No, I shouldn't be able to get sick. This is something else.

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[notadisneygirl]

It's not like I know your complete physiology, Bigby. [Frowns.] What do you mean, something else? What else could it be?

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[mrbigandbad]

A hex, an enchantment, a prank. Something. But my money's on magic.

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[notadisneygirl]

Okay. Some kind of magic thing that happened, here, and it might just have outed you. I'm almost there, talk to you soon.

[She's there in ten more minutes, knocking on his door.]

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[mrbigandbad]

[Caster's gone by then, and the room looks the same as it did before - the window is fixed, the desk is righted.

But Bigby still looks pissed when he answers the door.]

Come on in. [before he sneezes and wakes up the whole apartment building or something.]

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[notadisneygirl]

[Snow looked around the room as she came inside; everything looked back to normal, but still. Something wasn't right, here. Could it really be magic?]

Have you stopped sneezing, yet? Or is this just a lull?

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[mrbigandbad]

It's probably just a lull. I'm going to need to leave the apartment until this blows over.

[literally.] I don't suppose you've made friends with any magic users?

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[notadisneygirl]

[She looks down at her gloved hands. Did that count as magic? These powers, abilities...]

I've made a few friends with some of them. [She looks up.] You need to leave? Where are you going to go?

[mrbigandbad]

Somewhere where my sneezes won't endanger towers. Probably the farming sector.

Can you think of anyone I should see first?

[notadisneygirl]

[She sighs, taking off one of her gloves slowly. This isn't a striptease, but it might as well could.]

I think I can help. Using these powers that I have, now. It can take away some of... whatever it is that's making you feel this way.

[mrbigandbad]

I'd be grateful if you tried, Snow. You know I trust you more than anyone else on this island.

[notadisneygirl]

[...Now is not the time to be blushing, she is definitely NOT blushing, god, what is this? She takes in a deep breath, looking down at her hand.]

...I'm trusting you to be okay after this. If something starts to hurt, or anything like that, tell me right away. It's not like I've done this much before.

[She nods, carefully placing her hand against his cheek.]

[mrbigandbad]

[out of courtesy, he'll pretend he can't smell her reaction. And he'll be very careful not to smile when he leans into her hand.]