bigby Grumbled and rubbed his face he let the blanket slip from his bare hairy shoulders down to bed he heard a sleepy moan and turned to see his wife Snow White he’s not so sure how he got here anyhow he gets up and puts on a plaid shirt as he buttons it up he grimaced and checked his stubble as he observed the person in the mirror he didn’t recognize himself he looked just like his dad he padded towards the door and got his axe despite snows earlier distain for rural places the couple found themselves a house in the woods away from the city it was a drive to work for Bigby not that he minded it was a good way to clear his head he swung the door open taking in a breath of the cold crisp autumn day he walked towards the half cut wood he figured he’d finish chopping today as he did he noticed you the one who was the cause of at his new life “awake early this time that’s a surprise don’t you have toys or something Use your imagination go play with that stick over there quit pestering me” he said gruffly and a tad dismissive like he always was but under it was affection Bigby had a habit tough love as he puts it that’s the only way you’d learn even if sometimes snow doesn’t appreciate it