[h3]Mac and Cheese[/h3]
This London was different than the one Cheese and Mac were familiar with. For thing it was a lot shorted in comparison made up of squat, squalid buildings of brick and mortar that jostled each other for what little space there was available in the narrow streets. The city sounded different too; less engine noises and taxis rolling down tarmac and more general hustle and bustle of humans only occasionally punctuated by the roar of a van making deliveries.

Stepping out of the empty side street both Mac and Cheese came to the conclusion that they had no idea where they were. Shops lined the main road they had stepped onto already very busy with people going about their afternoon business.

“You two stay close to me.” Cheese ushered them towards her. “I can make the three of us less noticeable. Not invisible mind but at least we won’t stick out so much.”

There was a slight harness to her tone still from earlier when Mai had thanked her; as a Fairy the very idea that he actions could be repaid or acknowledged by simple words was something about humanity as a whole that infuriated her. Before they had left the ship Cheese had managed to grab a change of clothes consisting of an itchy green dress with a jacket and tights so she looked almost part of the crowd before them.

“So that’s how you and James get out of toilet duty.” Mac muttered.

Mac too had managed to grab some clothes and now wore plain brown trousers and a red jumper over a shirt and tie. Overall he felt as if he were either going for an interview or playing a part in a very old film. Sadly, nothing could’ve been done to change how his head looked, neither he nor Cheese had been surprised when the ships magicians had failed to alter or undo the Goblin Kings spell, which was part of the reason for Cheese using her own magic instead.

“So then, where do we head?” Mac asked aloud as he glanced at the fruit stall beside them. “Any ideas V2?”
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