The innocent Queen was preparing to find the best Hunter, while Snow White, black as charcoal, played with birds and rabbits in the castle garden. In the distant forest, the professional Mercenary brothers watched their prey walk into the trap.
Yes, the six surviving members of the seven Dwarves had come home. Though they had kept everyone waiting for nearly half an hour before returning with the trees they had felled today, fortunately the soup had not boiled dry. Or rather, the meat added to the pot afterward was now cooked to perfection.
When it had first gone into the pot, the gnome meat had carried a faint gamy smell. But after simmering with onions, carrots, potatoes, and the like for so long, the smell had become nearly imperceptible, leaving behind only a strange, enticing aroma.
Even Deadpool, who had filled up on pancakes not long ago, was starting to salivate at the smell. Hidden in the woods behind the house, he poked his head out to watch them toss the huge tree before the door, chatting and laughing as they returned home. He quietly said to his Cousin:
"I'm starting to believe it. This might be the story of the Charcoal Princess and the Seven Big Lovers. These guys may all be mentally ill, but they're seriously strong. That tree has a diameter of one and a half meters and is around thirty meters long, yet six of them carried it back."
Logging had always been hard physical labor, and in United States culture, lumberjacks were considered tough-guy professionals—tougher even than construction workers. Among women, they were second only to firefighters in popularity.
As for the United States military? Being a soldier in America did not count as being a tough guy. There were too many gay men in