Hanna's body shook as she sobbed, her face buried in her hands.
"Hanna, please tell me what's wrong." Melinda said. She'd found her friend in the school library, crying her eyes out.
"Wizt... Report... FAILED!" Hanna wailed.
"She gave you a failing grade on your report?!?" Melinda asked. "Why? It was wonderful!"
"She... said it was unrealistic, and the anilizations were totally bizarre." Hanna said, hiccuping.
"Whatever! They were original, and they made sense. She wouldn't know a good paper if it bit her in the ass."
"She said I can re-do it tonight, and she might give me a higher grade if it's better." Hanna said, wiping the tears away. "I'm going to be here all night."
"I'll help you." Melinda said. "She gave me a good grade."
"She hates me. She hates me because my father won't fuck her." Hanna said bitterly.
"What?" Melinda asked.
"Father said she was always hitting on him, trying to get him to sleep with her. You've seen her around him. She acts like a total idiot. Even when Mummy was alive, she'd try and get him to leave her." Hanna said.
"You're joking." Melinda was shocked. "Well... Come on, lets start."
"Let me call Father first." Hanna said. "I've got to tell him I won't be home until late." She got up and went to the pay phones in the hall.
"Father?" Hanna asked when he picked up.
"Hanna Clara. Are you all right?" He asked.
"No." She said, starting to cry again.
"What's wrong, Lamb?" Hannibal asked. "Calm down, or you'll start to hyperventilate again."
"Wizt gave me a failing grade on the report." Hanna said. "I've got to re-write it, and maybe I can get a higher grade. But it has to be turned in by tomorrow. I'm going to be here at the school library late."
"Can you do that?"
"I got special permission." Hanna said. "Father, what am I going to do? It took me over a month to write that paper! I can't do this."
"Oh, don't cry Lamb." Hannibal said. "I'll come. I'll help."
Hanna whimpered, and Hannibal sang softly "Hush little Lamb, your daddy is here. You'll always be safe, there's nothing to fear."
"Thanks, Father." She said. "Bye."
Hannibal strode down the hall of the nearly deserted school, and found Mimren's room quickly. "Hello, Mimren." He said.
"Able!" She looked up from the papers she was grading. "What a surprise!"
"I'm sure." He said, closing the door behind him as he walked in.
"What brings you here?" She asked.
"Oh, you'll find out." He said, smiling as he licked his lips.
