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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The Wand Permit Office was slightly larger than a cupboard. There were piles of unopened wand applications scattered about the desks and floors. Tina stopped behind a desk, removing her hat. She tried to busy herself by shuffling her papers around, ignoring Newt and Cora.
"So, you got your wand permit? All foreigners have to have them in New York," Tina explained.
"I made a postal application weeks ago," Newt lied.
Tina was sitting on the desk, scribbling his answers into a clipboard. "And you were just in Equatorial Guinea?"
"I've just completed a year in the field. I'm writing a book about magical creatures."
"Like an extermination guide?" Tina asked.
Newt glanced at his suitcase nervously. "Uh - no. It's a guide to help people understand why we should be protecting these creatures instead of killing them."
"What about you?" asked Tina, referring to Cora.
"Oh - I'm here to support Newt and his creatures. I take care of them if he's too busy."
"Assistant?"
"Fiancée," she corrected.
"GOLDSTEIN! Where is she?" Abernathy asked himself. "Where is she? GOLDSTEIN!"
Tina ducked behind her desk, which amused Newt. Cora simply looked around the office, hand entwined behind her back. Abernathy, a pompous jobsworth, walked in. He immediately knew where Tina was hiding.
"Goldstein!" he shouted.
Tina, looking guilty, slowly popped out from behind the desk.
"Did you just butt in on the Investigative Team again?" Abernathy asked. "Where've you been?" He looked at Newt and Cora. "Where'd she pick you up?"
"Us?" Newt quickly looked at Tina, who shook her head.
"Have you been tracking them Second Salemers again?" Abernathy asked, agitated.
"Of course not, sir," Tina answered.
Graves rounded the corner.
Abernathy was immediately cowed. "Afternoon, Mr. Graves, sir!"
"Afternoon, ah - Abernathy."
Tina stepped forward to formally address Graves. "Mr. Graves, sir, this is Mr. Sca - in that case and it got out and - he has a crazy creature - caused mayhem in a bank, sir," she hurriedly said, out of breath.
"Let's see the little guy," Graves replied.
Tina breathed out a sigh of relief. Newt tried to speak up, but Graves dismissed him. Tina theatrically placed the case onto a table and threw open the lid. She looked shocked at the contents. It was full of pastries.
Newt approached nervously, horrified at the contents. It wasn't his case. Graves was confused but smirked slightly. Cora eyed Graves, noticing his facial expression.
