They took the elevator, both being rather nervous and not knowing how to
tell their daughters about this…
When they got to the apartment, Clarice opened the door slowly and walked in, followed by Hannibal.
They saw Audrey watching a movie.
'Where's Georg?' , Clarice asked her daughter.
'Taking a shower.' Now this was a very short reply, due to the fact someone was just about to be killed in Scream.
'Wooow!!! Awesome! Can I do that to Courtney Andrews from my school too?'
Clarice didn't hear that little thing, but of course Hannibal did. He was surprised how much this girl looked like Clarice, from the outside as well as the inside, but yet she also had a lot in common with him…
'Hello Aurelia.' ,he didn't know if she still knew him from that morning.
'Puh-lease, call me AUDREY! Only Courtney Andrews calls me Aurelia,and I definitely DON'T like that girl!'
'Allright then, Audrey. What's that you're watching?'
'Scream, have you seen it? It's kinda boring, I only like it when somebody gets killed. Georgina thinks these kind of movies are scary, she prefers like Bambi or something, I really don't know what those movies she watches are called, but they're not good.' As she said this she kept looking at the tv screen, Sidney Prescott was being chased by the serial killer, who in the end turned out to be her boyfriend, Billy.
'This movie sucks. Nobody 's getting killed anymore.' She turned of the tv and turned to Hannibal.
'I remember you! What are you doing here with my mom? And don't lie, or I'll know.'
Then, Georgina walked in and went to Clarice.
'Mom, what's the Armani guy doing here?'
~Right… This is it, tell them now and get it over with.~, Clarice thought.
~Please let them understand the situation… how could we ever be a normal family?~ , Hannibal thought at the same moment.
'Well girls, it's like this, you see…'
~Oh God, here we go again. Just tell them, he's your father!! Tell them!~
Sorry for not writing how they will tell the girls yet, but the truth is I don't even know how they will… I have a horrible case of writers block again. But since you are all such good authors, I thought, maybe you could give me some tips about how they will say it?
Tootles, chris
When they got to the apartment, Clarice opened the door slowly and walked in, followed by Hannibal.
They saw Audrey watching a movie.
'Where's Georg?' , Clarice asked her daughter.
'Taking a shower.' Now this was a very short reply, due to the fact someone was just about to be killed in Scream.
'Wooow!!! Awesome! Can I do that to Courtney Andrews from my school too?'
Clarice didn't hear that little thing, but of course Hannibal did. He was surprised how much this girl looked like Clarice, from the outside as well as the inside, but yet she also had a lot in common with him…
'Hello Aurelia.' ,he didn't know if she still knew him from that morning.
'Puh-lease, call me AUDREY! Only Courtney Andrews calls me Aurelia,and I definitely DON'T like that girl!'
'Allright then, Audrey. What's that you're watching?'
'Scream, have you seen it? It's kinda boring, I only like it when somebody gets killed. Georgina thinks these kind of movies are scary, she prefers like Bambi or something, I really don't know what those movies she watches are called, but they're not good.' As she said this she kept looking at the tv screen, Sidney Prescott was being chased by the serial killer, who in the end turned out to be her boyfriend, Billy.
'This movie sucks. Nobody 's getting killed anymore.' She turned of the tv and turned to Hannibal.
'I remember you! What are you doing here with my mom? And don't lie, or I'll know.'
Then, Georgina walked in and went to Clarice.
'Mom, what's the Armani guy doing here?'
~Right… This is it, tell them now and get it over with.~, Clarice thought.
~Please let them understand the situation… how could we ever be a normal family?~ , Hannibal thought at the same moment.
'Well girls, it's like this, you see…'
~Oh God, here we go again. Just tell them, he's your father!! Tell them!~
Sorry for not writing how they will tell the girls yet, but the truth is I don't even know how they will… I have a horrible case of writers block again. But since you are all such good authors, I thought, maybe you could give me some tips about how they will say it?
Tootles, chris