Disclaimer: None of the characters in this fan fiction are mine. I just
like writing about them.
Clarice lay against Hannibal on the sofa. The lights were switched off, but the T.V was flickering as they were watching "The Shining". Clarice buried her face in Hannibal's chest and he rolled his eyes. "It's just a movie, Clarice. You are nearly as bad as when we watched "Child's Play 2" and "Jeepers Creepers". "I can't help it." "Awww. I'll protect you." He cuddled her. There was a loud bang from outside. Clarice jumped. The T.V went off by itself so the living room was pitch black. Hannibal was a bit uneasy but he was calmer than Clarice. An almost singsong voice called out from behind the sofa. "Mrs Preston? I can see you." "Clarice? Did you put Midnight Lace on again?" Hannibal asked with a sigh. "No, I can't sit through Doris Day's screeching and the Rex Harrison close- up. It's too scary." "Hereeeeee's Johnny!" Jack Nicholson's voice sang from the bathroom. "Hannibal!" "I'm not playing jokes this time!" He sounded worried. "Jeepers, creepers where did you get those peepers?" "Hannibal!" Clarice warned then saw Hannibal's terrified expression. "Freddy's hooommmme!" "Who's there?" Hannibal stood up. Freddy Krueger came down the stairs. "Sorry to bother you. Is this 31 Elm Street?" "No." "I apologise." Freddy bowed and left the house. Chucky came out from behind the sofa, and Jack joined him with the monster from Jeepers Creepers. "Are we at the right address?" Chucky asked. "This is Chesapeake right?" "No sorry." "O.K sorry to trouble you." Jack led the other villains out of the house. "Well that was a turn out for the books." Clarice lay back. "Isn't Paul on vacation at Chesapeake?" "Yeah, I think he is."
Fin.
Clarice lay against Hannibal on the sofa. The lights were switched off, but the T.V was flickering as they were watching "The Shining". Clarice buried her face in Hannibal's chest and he rolled his eyes. "It's just a movie, Clarice. You are nearly as bad as when we watched "Child's Play 2" and "Jeepers Creepers". "I can't help it." "Awww. I'll protect you." He cuddled her. There was a loud bang from outside. Clarice jumped. The T.V went off by itself so the living room was pitch black. Hannibal was a bit uneasy but he was calmer than Clarice. An almost singsong voice called out from behind the sofa. "Mrs Preston? I can see you." "Clarice? Did you put Midnight Lace on again?" Hannibal asked with a sigh. "No, I can't sit through Doris Day's screeching and the Rex Harrison close- up. It's too scary." "Hereeeeee's Johnny!" Jack Nicholson's voice sang from the bathroom. "Hannibal!" "I'm not playing jokes this time!" He sounded worried. "Jeepers, creepers where did you get those peepers?" "Hannibal!" Clarice warned then saw Hannibal's terrified expression. "Freddy's hooommmme!" "Who's there?" Hannibal stood up. Freddy Krueger came down the stairs. "Sorry to bother you. Is this 31 Elm Street?" "No." "I apologise." Freddy bowed and left the house. Chucky came out from behind the sofa, and Jack joined him with the monster from Jeepers Creepers. "Are we at the right address?" Chucky asked. "This is Chesapeake right?" "No sorry." "O.K sorry to trouble you." Jack led the other villains out of the house. "Well that was a turn out for the books." Clarice lay back. "Isn't Paul on vacation at Chesapeake?" "Yeah, I think he is."
Fin.