#fablestarter

Sitting outside the church, Quasimodo was quietly sketching, lost in his own thoughts. “The lighting seems... Off...” He mumbled before looking up, slightly startled at the presence of someone, “Um. Y-Yes?” 

Lottie was walking through the pawn shop, pinching her lips together as she looked around curiously.  Christmas was still far enough away that she had time to do her Christmas shopping, but other than Black Friday deals to look forward to, the pawn shop was her best bet at getting things at lower prices.  She was good at turning something simple into something extraordinary, but nothing had jumped out at her with potential.  She was so distracted by the items around her that she walked right into someone.  “Oh my, I’m awful sorry.  Are you alright, darlin’?”

Mel was walking back from work, ready to settle in with a good book while Olafr slept.  He had his first day of school that day, so she’d gotten to work a little later than normal in order to pick him up and spend a little time learning about his class.  Getting to work late meant leaving a little later, so the sun had set by the time she made her way out of the Jolly Roger and began walking towards Berk.

Humming along to a tune on her head, Maia was in full concentration as she worked diligently on her flower necklace. She was sitting on the grass in a park, with various flowers all around her that she picked up while she was walking. Her tongue sticking out a little, she made one last loop before smiling brightly. “There we go” Sensing someone approaching, she looked up and held up her flower necklace, grinning, “Oh hello! I hope I wasn’t disturbing you. Would you like a flower necklace?” 

“I’m sorry, did you say something?” Calcifer asked, looking away from their book to the newcomer that was standing in front of their office doorway. They finished up grading most of the papers and decided to take a break. For like an hour. Leaning back in their chair, with their feet up on the desk, they definitely looked at the new person with a raised eyebrow. 

Halloween was Dorothy's favorite holiday. She'd never been allowed to celebrate it in Kansas, so she may have gone a little overboard now, decking out the apartment she shared with Fiyero and Timothy in spiderwebs and paper bats and bowls of candy. She also insisted on wearing cat ears for the whole month, not just on Halloween, and she was wearing them now as she scrolled through cat costumes on her phone, looking for something she'd be able to copy and alter on her own. "What do you think of that one?" she asked, showing her phone to whoever had the misfortune to be near her at the time.