AN: Thank you to Samantha Bridges for turning on the light bulb. All the usual disclaimers apply. How could anyone ever hope to posess this lovely couple like Mr. Harris has? Anyway, on with the show.
As Hannibal turned the corner, his eyes grew wide. Very uncharacteristic for him.
"Clarice, what are you doing? Put that down."
Clarice stood with her back to Hannibal. She had thought she could get away with it, but alas, one could never hide anything from the good doctor. She tried to ignore him.
"Clarice. I won't ask again. Put that down. You don't know what you're doing to yourself."
He moved within a couple feet of her, prepared to take action if she showed no signs of responding. Clarice simply stood still, like a deer caught in the headlights. Two words.
"No, Hannibal."
Somewhat startled, the doctor moved closer, until when he spoke again his breath on Clarice's ear caused her to shiver.
"Clariiiiicce." He drew out the sylables.
Peering over her shoulder, the object in question was meerly centimeters from her mouth. Sensing that Lecter was about to stop her, Clarice carried out her actions quicker than the blink of an eye, and it was all over.
"Oh Clarice, what have I told you? You know how I detest fast food. ESPECIALLY Mc Donalds."
He snatched the remaining fries and the super-sized coke from her. Clarice quickly spun around.
"HANNIBAL." He turned.
"If you ever intend to take another breath, you'll bring that coke back here right now."
Not wanting to keep his love upset all day, he tossed the fries in the trash, be retained the coke in his hand. Walking back to her, she snatched it from him and gulped down what was left. When finished she smiled at him, a twinkle in her eye.
Hannibal moved and put his arms around her, giving her a kiss on the forehead.
"Oh Clarice, you can take the agent out of the woman, but I suppose I'll never get the woman away from her Mc Donalds."
FIN
As Hannibal turned the corner, his eyes grew wide. Very uncharacteristic for him.
"Clarice, what are you doing? Put that down."
Clarice stood with her back to Hannibal. She had thought she could get away with it, but alas, one could never hide anything from the good doctor. She tried to ignore him.
"Clarice. I won't ask again. Put that down. You don't know what you're doing to yourself."
He moved within a couple feet of her, prepared to take action if she showed no signs of responding. Clarice simply stood still, like a deer caught in the headlights. Two words.
"No, Hannibal."
Somewhat startled, the doctor moved closer, until when he spoke again his breath on Clarice's ear caused her to shiver.
"Clariiiiicce." He drew out the sylables.
Peering over her shoulder, the object in question was meerly centimeters from her mouth. Sensing that Lecter was about to stop her, Clarice carried out her actions quicker than the blink of an eye, and it was all over.
"Oh Clarice, what have I told you? You know how I detest fast food. ESPECIALLY Mc Donalds."
He snatched the remaining fries and the super-sized coke from her. Clarice quickly spun around.
"HANNIBAL." He turned.
"If you ever intend to take another breath, you'll bring that coke back here right now."
Not wanting to keep his love upset all day, he tossed the fries in the trash, be retained the coke in his hand. Walking back to her, she snatched it from him and gulped down what was left. When finished she smiled at him, a twinkle in her eye.
Hannibal moved and put his arms around her, giving her a kiss on the forehead.
"Oh Clarice, you can take the agent out of the woman, but I suppose I'll never get the woman away from her Mc Donalds."
FIN