Gourmet suite at the Arms Hotel, Sunday

[sharp_as_knives]

This was the most crowded Hannibal could recall being in quite some time. There were several children in the master bedroom, one of whom was apparently his, her other father in another bed in his room (yes, thank you, Angela, but they were not a couple here, and you could stop looking at them like that), and Jono's friends on the pull-out couch in the living room.

On the bright side, it was a built-in audience for breakfast. So Hannibal was brewing some excellent coffee while he worked as quietly as possible at cinnamon polenta pancakes, sweet potato & pork belly hash, rosemary grapefruit, thick-cut bacon, and toast from some very good, dense bread he had.

And mimosas for the adults. He had a feeling they still might need a drink.


[OOC: open to those who stayed the night and anyone with a need to drop by!]

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[borrowedchance.livejournal.com]

Kathe thought that over carefully.

"Could I still dress up like a princess with blue wings?"

[collinommy.livejournal.com]

"Oh, of course," Collin agreed. "There are plenty of pretty princesses with blue wings, you know."

He hadn't met a single one, but there was a first for everything.

"I bet you'd make a really cute one."

[borrowedchance.livejournal.com]

She beamed at him.

"I wanna be one," she confided. "But Mom says it's more complicated than that."

[collinommy.livejournal.com]

"More complicated? How could being a princess be complicated?" Collin grinned a little as he held his arms out, offering to pick her up. "If the stories my dad always told me while I was growing up are true at all, it only takes a glass slipper or a kiss, doesn't it?"

He had always thought those were a little ridiculous, but if this girl wanted it, who was he to dash those hopes?