Fig knows exactly what she wants to be when she grows up: king. She'll come down in her sparkly magic ring-master outfit, and she'll decree that the main concession stand needs to sell sticks of mahogany and maple-wood. Oh, and free cotton-candy to anybody who makes a sad face while they're there. Which is nobody.
Fig'll be the best king the carnival has ever had.
One o' them girl-kings. *3*
Drawn by lazy-spoon, who designed the whole outfit.
lazy-spoon, who designed the whole outfit.
