𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 ━━
✧˖*. | ❝Hey there, sweet-pea.❞ | ✧˖*.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome our main attraction, The Phoenix!" the ringmaster announced.
The curtains drew back to reveal a naked woman trying to cover up. Her usual sunrise ombré...
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In the street of New York, Newt was holding a piece of paper as he looked around with curiosity. He continued walking around, ending up in another street that was filled with angry shouts. He was facing a rally of the New Salem Philanthropic Society in front of the bank.
"...this great city sparkles with jewels of man's invention! Movie theaters, automobiles..." Mary Lou spoke to the crowd.
His case was trembling slightly in his hand as he watched Mary Lou with interest. "Settle down, sweetheart. I know you've been dying to see a movie in an actual theater again and ride in an automobile once again, but we're here for business," he explained. The case hit him on his side and he grunted. "I know, I know. I love you too."
"We have to fight! Join us, the Second Salemers, in our fight!" Mary Lou exclaimed.
"Excuse me. Excuse me. Just trying to get through..." Jacob muttered.
Jacob lightly pushed people out of the way, accidentally pushing Tina, who was eating a hot dog with mustard. Jacob tripped over Newt's suitcase that he set on the ground, but Newt helped him back up.
"I'm so sorry - "
"No harm done," Jacob responded, scurrying away into the bank.
Soon after, Newt walked slowly up the steps of the bank.
"You, friend!" Mary Lou shouted to Newt. "What drew you to our meeting today?"
Newt was simply passing by. "Oh - I was just passing by..."
"Are you a seeker? A seeker after truth?" Mary Lou asked Newt, who seemed taken aback by her words.
"I'm more of a chaser, really," he said nervously, as if someone would understand what he was implying.
"Hear my words and heed my warning and laugh if you dare; witches live among us!" Mary Lou warned.
Then, Newt noticed the Niffler sitting on the steps of the bank. It was sitting on its chubby butt, pulling a beggar's hat full on money out of sight, shoving coins in its pouch. Newt looked down at his case in shock before running after it.
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( In the suitcase )
"That damn Newt better not be flirting. I swear if he is, you babies get to go after Mommy," Cora smiled.
Everyone who knew Newt knew that he was the woman in the relationship. He was more maternal than Cora, while she was the scary papa bear.
The Occamies smiled at her and nuzzled their head against her hand.
"It's okay, babies, but Daddy has to leave you alone for a while, so you can grow by yourself."
They whimpered.
"Aww, I'm sorry, babies. You know I don't want to do that either, but Newt's making me. He says you'll grow too dependent on me. You can blame Mommy for that."
