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Hannibal Lecter ([personal profile] sharp_man) wrote2021-09-01 09:37 am
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Hannibal's house, Wednesday

One thing Hannibal had learned by having Dwight-as-a-dog stay with him for a while: he was definitely a cat person. Oh, Dwight had retained enough intelligence not to annoy the cats (and to be housebroken), and he needed very little special care; it had been remarkably easy to adjust to another animal in the house. But Hannibal definitely preferred the cats.

Which he supposed was good, as he'd have them for life, and Dwight only until the island deigned to change him back.

Anyway, this morning he woke up, let Dwight out, told the flamingo sternly that he was not allowed in the house and should go be with the rest of the flock on the lawn, made coffee, and watched the flamingo and Joni play on the porch, and now he was making breakfast for four five, because there was nobody here to call him on feeding the flamingo.
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[personal profile] alwaysonguard 2021-09-01 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It had taken a little getting used to, being a dog and all. It felt both strange and familiar at the same time in some confusing way.

There were two things he had definitely learned though- one was to just leave Beethoven alone, no matter how friendly you were trying to be... and two was that Joni seemed to have a fascination with biting his ears.

At that moment, Dwight was quite content to watch from a safe distance as the kitten tormented the flamingo. And so he sat just inside the doorway of the kitchen, watching Hannibal intently.
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[personal profile] sharp_man 2021-09-01 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal finished with the cat-and-dog food and a bit of liquified shrimp, then set the bowls down on the floor.

As soon as the cat dishes were down, Joni came barreling over. And so did the flamingo.

Hannibal sighed and set its shrimp down, too. "All right, fine. You can come in one...time," he finished lamely, though that didn't rhyme at all, really.

He set a bowl down for Dwight, too, then went back to making an omelet for himself.

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[personal profile] alwaysonguard 2021-09-01 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
After dodging the streak that was Joni and growling ever so slightly at the flamingo that was getting feathers everywhere, Dwight turned at looked at Hannibal.

He tilted his head and gave a soft whimper as if saying 'right... one time only... sure" before turning his attention to the food, which was soon gone, with a little help from Joni who tried to poke her nose into his bowl as he was finishing.
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[personal profile] sharp_man 2021-09-01 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, Joni, your food is over there," Hannibal said, picking her up with the ease and rote of long practice. "Eat it, not Dwight's, even if it's...a bore."

Damn, that didn't quite rhyme, either.
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[personal profile] alwaysonguard 2021-09-01 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Once the bowl was empty, Dwight gave a soft bark of thanks, tail wagging happily- much to the annoyance of Beethoven who was still eating.

He really was trying to show Hannibal how much he appreciated all this- as much as he could as a dog and without incessant jumping... which he somehow knew Hannibal would not appreciate all that much.
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[personal profile] sharp_man 2021-09-01 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal would not, no.

"You're welcome," he answered with a nod. "We can go check your shop, once I've had my..." eggs? Slop? ew, no. "...breakfast," he gave up and finished.
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[personal profile] alwaysonguard 2021-09-01 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Dwight gave another bark and then trotted out of the kitchen, heading towards the spare bedroom that he had kinda claimed for his own.

A few minutes later, he was laying in the bed, burrowed under the sheet, his head sticking out from underneath. Joni was back at her usual spot, climbing on him and batting at his tail and trying to bite his ear.

This wasn't so bad. There could be worse ways to spend a week and far worse things to be stuck as...but at the back of Dwight currently doggie-focus brain, he was beginning to wonder how much longer it was going to last.
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[personal profile] sharp_man 2021-09-01 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannibal went back to cooking as Beethoven finished eating and the flamingo kept at his. Joni gave up on them both and tried to climb Hannibal's pant leg to get at his prosciutto.

He sighed and plucked her off, then set her down and kicked one of the catnip mice across the floor for her. She scurried off, and he was able to plate his breakfast and get his coffee, settling down at the table.
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[personal profile] alwaysonguard 2021-09-01 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Dwight laid in the bed, listening to Joni run in and out of the room and down the hall and back, chasing the toy. At some point she got tired and batted the toy under the bed then climbed up onto the bed and batted at Dwight's nose.

Dwight reached up to his tickled nose with his... finger? He blinked for a moment and stared at his hand smiled. Well that answered his question of whether the change back would be as sudden as the initial change.

"Ok, ok. I love you too Joni" he said with a laugh. "But can you get off my face please" he asked with a chuckle and he tried to wrangle the playful kitten.
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[personal profile] sharp_man 2021-09-01 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
That laugh carried downstairs, and Hannibal reluctantly picked up his plate and put it on a high counter before heading up. He had steadfastly refused to put an intercom in, but it was so much easier when you could just think at someone across the house.

He stopped outside the door to the room and called in, "Welcome back. I laundered the clothing you wore on your way here; they're in the dresser. Your shoes are in the closet."
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[personal profile] alwaysonguard 2021-09-01 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Dwight thanked him and a short time later was heading downstairs again.

"Hey, sorry about all that." Dwight said as he stepped into the breakfast nook and grinned. "Island insanity again huh?" he said with a laugh, shaking his head.
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[personal profile] sharp_man 2021-09-01 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not uncommon," Hannibal agreed. "Would you like breakfast, or was the earlier food enough?" He was already pouring coffee.
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[personal profile] alwaysonguard 2021-09-01 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Naw, I'm good. A coffee would be great though" Dwight said simply. "And hey, thanks.... for everything. I'll cover whatever it costs to get the dog smell out of everything" he said with a chuckle.
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[personal profile] sharp_man 2021-09-02 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Hannibal chuckled in turn. "That would be appreciated. But apart from that, you weren't a..." Damn, nothing rhymed. "problem." He set a coffee down in front of Dwight and gestured toward the cream and sugar, then picked his breakfast back up and returned to the table. "And you must admit, it did offer you a respite." So close!
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[personal profile] alwaysonguard 2021-09-02 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, guess in it's own way the island did me a favor" he said with a slight smile as he fixed his coffee. "And just either send me the bill or we'll figure out some work around here to offset it."

He took a sip of the coffee and smirked as the turned and looked at Hannibal. "For being a cat guy, you did a good job keeping an old dog happy."
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[personal profile] sharp_man 2021-09-02 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Hannibal shook his head. "I am definitely a cat person, but I couldn't let a friend go untaken...cared for." Damn, if he'd stopped after that word. This rhyming was complicated!
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