Post-Parents' Weekend destresser, Monday evening

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal and Jono had both sent out e-mail to everyone they knew on the island, as well as posted in the school's boards, and everybody was invited. After this weekend, some of them seemed like they would need it.

Hannibal had a very well-stocked bar and wine cellar, there were darts and billiards and a card table downstairs as well as a media room, a music room and library on the first floor, outside decks on both if you didn't mind the flamingos, and of course, food.

Pork tenderloin crostini with cranberry pepper jelly
Pumpkin carrot soup shooters with coconut cream
Prosciutto, mango, and parmesan salad
Sweet potato ravioli with lemon sage brown butter
Mini beef wellingtons
Beef tenderloin with garlic and merlot jam
Chocolate and peanut ganache tartelettes
Chocolate orange mousse, spiced fruit brioche and yoghurt sorbet
Raspberry sorbet



[Open post! Everybody invited.]

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Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

And there went Jono's heart, leaping up into his throat again. It didn't matter that he had neither. He knew what he felt, blast it. Of course it took a lonely little girl to remind him what 'heartsick' felt like.

//I think I like the orange one,// he said after a pause to get his bearings. //The street cat, the one that takes them in.//

Found family.

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

But was it a good thing, that he was feeling that now?

“I like him too,” she admitted. “I like all of them, except the butler guy.”

Because the butler guy was mean.

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

It was. It was a complicated thing, but it was a good thing. A... kind of a warm thing.

A kind of a twisty warm thing. The sort that had Jono wanting to curl around her and keep her safe forever, and run and hide and cry and throw up for fear that he'd do something terribly wrong, and it was all making him a bit dizzy, so he leaned a little closer to her, maybe to reassure her that he understood what she'd offered and yes, she was perfectly welcome to be his found family. Maybe to reassure himself that it was okay.

//They're all good kitties,// Jono agreed, right about the same time Joni gave a stretch, yawned, and plodded over to curl up in Alluka's lap, instead. //The butler's terribly unpleasant, though, isn't he? I hope he gets what he has coming to him in the end.//

Idle babble while he worked on getting his brain to settle down.

He had no idea what he was doing.

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

That was okay! She wouldn't know any better!

Alluka snuggled into him and then blinked down at Joni and carefully rested a hand on the kitten, not wanting to disturb her, but wanting to touch her all the same.

“They could hire my parents,” she said, like it was totally reasonable for a bunch of cats to hire assassins to kill a butler. “That’d fix it. And then all of them could go home and they could bring their new dad with them.”

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

Well, that had Papa Jono's guts twisting a bit in a whole different way.

//I suppose they are rich cats,// he hedged, glancing at Alluka sideways. //They could probably afford an assassin or two if they felt it was necessary. But they might get out of this yet.//

Without murder, even!

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

Alluka tilted her head back to look up at him.

“If you have an enemy, you should kill them,” she said, with the air of someone quoting someone else. “Because they’ll always come back.”

Murder was clearly the most effective solution.

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

Well, it was certainly the most final.

Jono looked down silently at Alluka for a long moment, before venturing, //I suppose that would depend on the enemy. Murder isn't always a punishment fitting of the crime.//

Not one word, Hannibal. Not one.

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

Her Papa Jono really was the silliest.

“I guess so,” she said doubtfully, but not willing to argue with him when she felt so warm and comfortable and there was a cute movie on.

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

//It depends on the enemy,// Jono murmured. //Killing one person will often end with several more looking for your head. It might solve an immediate problem, but it can create a bigger one down the road.//

Oh boy. He was defaulting to 'be smart about your murder' instead of trying to explain that human lives had value. There was something about assassin talk that brought out the Weapon X in him.

He reached to scratch Joni behind one ear. She was a fairly good touchstone to the less... coldly pragmatic corners of his mind. All the more important with somebody nuzzled against his side calling him Papa.

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

Was it? When she was more used to the idea of murder than the idea that human lives had value?

Alluka yawned and tried to pretend that she hadn't.

"Maybe," she allowed. "I don't know about how that part works."

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

//Maybe we can talk about it more,// Jono murmured softly, calming down to the combined power of a purring kitten and a sleepy little girl, and some jazzy tune about how everybody wanted to be a cat. //After the film? I wouldn't want you to miss anything important, Sunshine.//

And he needed to get his head on straight again, if they were going to talk about the intricacies of murder. Or. Something.

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

"Okay," she said agreeably, resting her head against him and humming along with the song. "I like this movie."

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

//It's a good one, isn't it?// And Jono, so help him, was putting an arm around Alluka's shoulder and half-hugging her close while they watched the movie. //Excellent if you like cats.//

Or found family.

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

Or both! Both was also good in this case.

Alluka sighed and relaxed completely. Hopefully Jono wasn't going to mind being used as a napping station because she was so, so close to falling asleep on him.

Joni was already sleeping, even.

"You like cats," she murmured. "And Dr. Lecter likes cats and I like them too."

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

//Well, then we've all got excellent taste, I'd say.//

All the more reason for them to stick together, right? For the cats?

//I think Joni would be inclined to agree.//

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

Just... don't leave Alluka in charge of the cats at all. Just don't.

"Joni's really smart," Alluka agreed and yawned again.

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

//She is, at that,// Jono replied, gently. //Because we're all fairly amazing.//

And humble, right?

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

"Even me?" Alluka wondered sleepily.

She was about five seconds away from being out like a light.

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

//Especially you, luv. Trust me. A papa knows these things.//

That was that, then. A mind made up.

Re: Arrive!

[that_oldsaying]

Oh! He'd--but then that meant--and she had--

If sunshine could be sleepy, Alluka was doing her best impression of it.

Sleepiest sunshine ever.

"Yes, Papa," she said, since he'd wanted her to trust him, and she did.

And... then she was asleep.

Re: Arrive!

[furnaceface]

And Jono... Jono was going to take this opportunity to process. To wrap his head around whatever 'papa' might mean to a girl who had been grossly neglected all her life.

To make up his mind to do better than that, in whatever capacity he was able.

And... to maybe... not doze off on the sofa as well.

Right about then, that last bit seemed like it would be the biggest challenge of them all.