Hannibal's house (where Jono has been spoiling children all weekend), Monday

[sharp_as_knives]

With all the extra guests in the house this weekend, it was a good thing they had so many bedrooms. And this morning, most of them would undoubtedly be taken up by disgruntled and/or embarrassed teens and adults. There was only one thing to do for it, really.

Make breakfast again.

Fortunately, Hannibal tended not to sleep much.


[Open to anyone who wants to say they stayed over, and anyone who wants to drop by!]

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[myownface]

"Coffee, please," Sparkle agreed, nodding a little. "I was up half the night playing with Joni, I'm going to need something to help me wake up, I think."

Having an actual cat around had been novel. He wasn't going to hold it against tiny-him at all. Tiny him had had it rough.

[sharp_as_knives]

Adult him had continued that tradition, whether he wanted to admit it or not.

"I doubt she minded." Hannibal eyed the tiny cat that was mewing at him pitifully, shook his head, and gave her a tiny piece of bacon before getting down a cup for Sparkle.

"Would you like to feed them again?"

[myownface]

"... Yeah. Yeah, I kinda would."

Look, just because Sparkle was annoyed and mildly ashamed of tiny-himself and his inability to tell left from right didn't mean he was going to pass up the opportunity to feed the kitties.

"And this time I won't even need somebody to walk me through it."

[sharp_as_knives]

"I should hope not; you've sat with them enough by now."

As witness the fact that Beethoven had walked in and was now eyeing both Hannibal and Sparkle with the mixture of hopeful and suspicious that meant he wanted food but wasn't about to beg for it, being far too dignified.

"If you would, I'd be grateful," Hannibal said. "And I will stick to feeding the two-legged ones."

[myownface]

"Works for me," Sparkle replied, tucking his stuffed cat toy out of the way on the counter before making his way to the fridge to fetch the cat food. "I'll even put it into the right bowls this time around, how does that sound?"

Fancy, Sparkle. Fancy.

[sharp_as_knives]

"Positively decadent. I know they'll appreciate it," Hannibal said.

Probably not so much.