What About The Girl?
By Risty Maskell
Disclaimer: If you recognise it, I don't own it. If you don't recognise it, it's mine.
Summary: This little bunny is quite interesting and won't leave me alone. It's kinda hard to ignore a Hannibal the Cannibal bunny who is threatening to eat you if you don't write it's story...
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1987
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Thomas looked from his notes to Juliette and smiled. "I think its about time." He laughed.
Juliette smiled and ran upstairs again. She came back down, dressed in a pretty frock with blue flowers on it. Her black hair was done up in a single braid tied with a blue ribbon. On her feet were a pair of white shoes. Her father always wanted her to look her best whenever she went out with him. She felt the need to do the same while she stayed with Thomas. Thomas was waiting in the car for her and soon they were on their way to Baltimore Asylum. Along the way, Thomas asked her what she wanted to see her father about.
"I just want to see him." She said, watching the trees and fences go by. "I haven't seen him since he went to the hospital." By 'hospital' she meant the asylum. Soon, after about an hours drive, they got there, Juliette eagerly waiting to see her father. They met Dr Chilton in his office about fifteen minutes later. Juliette stayed in the hallway, sitting on one of the hard plastic chairs.
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"Hello, Mr Bradley. Very pleased to meet you. Hannibal has had no visitors in the last year, he will be happy to see you."
"And you Dr Chilton. Did you see the young girl who was with me?"
"Yes, yes I did. Any particular reason?"
"That, Dr Chilton, is Hannibal Lecter's daughter. The court gave him special privledge to see her."
"Strange, Hannibal never mentioned a daughter before."
"I'm sure the Judge said something about her." Thomas said.
Chilton smiled. "Oh of course! However... I may need a little persuasion."
Thomas knew it would probably come to this. He pulled out an envelope. "Will five hundred dollars do?"
Chilton's greedy little eyes narrowed. "I'm sure it will do just fine... for now." He took the envelope and counted the notes inside. "All right, let's go."
Thomas shook the Doctor's hand and they started toward Hannibal's cell. Thomas caught Juliette's hand and they were led to where Hannibal was being held.
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"Hannibal?" Dr Chilton said to the man, lying on a metal cot. "You have a vistor." Hannibal looked up at Thomas and then at Juliette.
"A pleasure to see you again, Thomas. And how is my little girl?" Hannibal reached through the bars and grasped Juliette's hand.
"I'm good, Daddy." Juliette said with a smile, holding Hannibal's hand and laughed as Hannibal began to tickle the inside of her palm. Thomas smiled and sat in a chair that was situated just beside the side of the cell door. Juliette put her hand through the bars and put her hand on her father's hair. "They cut your hair?" she asked, her smile gone.
"Yes, Sweetheart, apparently, you aren't allowed long hair in prison." Hannibal answered. "But don't I look handsome with short hair?"
There was that smile again, brighter than the sun. Juliette giggled. "Yes. You look beautiful."
Hannibal put a hand to his heart. "Coming from a lady as beautiful as you, I feel very much loved!" He said. Juliette giggled again. Hannibal smiled, his violet eyes flashing in amusement, seeing his daughter laugh after an entire year. Seeing his daughter at all after a year.
After an hour and a half of talking to each other, Dr Chilton came into the room and announced their time was up. Hannibal didn't look at Chilton. It was obvious, even to Juliette that her father didn't like the man. Thomas got up, shook hands with Hannibal and took Juliette by the hand. She held out her other hand to Hannibal. "I love you daddy..." She said as she lost grasp with him.
"I love you too, Seetheart." Hannibal said watching her go. Chilton walked out behind them and Hannibal lay down again.
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The next day, July 8, Hannibal woke up on his cot in the cell. How had he survived this long on good behaviour? Unbelieveable... he thought to himself. He sat up and went across to his shelf of books. Flipping through one of the Italian texts he had picked up on one of his trips to Florence, he mulled over the thought of his daughter. She was beautiful, no doubt she'd get snapped up in years to come by courting males. And he wouldn't be there to see her go on her first date, get married, have children herself. He sighed, when a plan formed in his mind. He needed a break from the 'good behaviour'. He put a hand to his chest and pressed the buzzer indicating for a nurse.
The young nurse came at the sound of the buzzer and looked at him, trying to mask her fright and curiousity. "Yes Dr Lecter?" She asked, timidly.
"My dear," He said, pretending to wince. "There's a pain in my chest that just won't go away. It's very uncomfortable." He made his breathing a little ragged.
The nurse nodded. "I'll go and get Dr Chilton." She raced away and Hannibal practiced looking pained.
Chilton came, along with three nurses, Barney, Diane and Sandra.
"Dr Lecter, please put on the jacket and allow me to buckle it up." Barney said, civily. He was always civil to the patients, whether or not they were to him. Hannibal nodded, wincing.
Soon, he was strapped to the dolly and in a straight jacket. Barney wheeled him into the examination room and undid the buckles on the dolly. He led Hannibal to the wall and made him stand there. Taking off the straight jacket and putting his hands into cuffs, he left the room to get some equipment. Hannibal watched him go. Chilton had gone back to his office, satisfied that Barney had the situation under control. Sandra had gone to prepare an assortment of tests that were usually used to find out what was wrong when a patient complained of chest pain. This included a electrocardiogram, which would be needed to examine him. David, another nurse, had gone out for a smoke. Diane was alone. Hannibal's violet eyes were on her as she moved around the room. Suddenly, when she was about three feet away from him, he lept forward, attacking her. She screamed. His teeth grazed her cheek and he bit out her tongue. By the time David and Barney had caught a hold of him, Barney dislocating his arm, Diane's face was covered in blood. She was hospitalised for more than two months, but when she came out, the doctors had managed to save one of her eyes. She learned how to communicate with sign language instead of talking. Dr Chilton took great pleasure in telling Hannibal's vistiors about the attack. He loved to frighten them.
After the attack on Diane the nurse, Dr Chilton thought it best to move Hannibal to "The Dungeon". Down three flights of stairs before leaving all natural light behind, visitors entered a floor that was harshly lit by fluroscent lights. Down another flight of stairs before a visitor entered the Dungeon Office, where Barney and two guards stayed.
NOTE: I've always thought that Hannibal was in a normal cell before he attacked the nurse. After he attacked the nurse, I reckon they decided to put him into a maximum security cell. So no flames about that, all right?
By Risty Maskell
Disclaimer: If you recognise it, I don't own it. If you don't recognise it, it's mine.
Summary: This little bunny is quite interesting and won't leave me alone. It's kinda hard to ignore a Hannibal the Cannibal bunny who is threatening to eat you if you don't write it's story...
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1987
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Thomas looked from his notes to Juliette and smiled. "I think its about time." He laughed.
Juliette smiled and ran upstairs again. She came back down, dressed in a pretty frock with blue flowers on it. Her black hair was done up in a single braid tied with a blue ribbon. On her feet were a pair of white shoes. Her father always wanted her to look her best whenever she went out with him. She felt the need to do the same while she stayed with Thomas. Thomas was waiting in the car for her and soon they were on their way to Baltimore Asylum. Along the way, Thomas asked her what she wanted to see her father about.
"I just want to see him." She said, watching the trees and fences go by. "I haven't seen him since he went to the hospital." By 'hospital' she meant the asylum. Soon, after about an hours drive, they got there, Juliette eagerly waiting to see her father. They met Dr Chilton in his office about fifteen minutes later. Juliette stayed in the hallway, sitting on one of the hard plastic chairs.
~
"Hello, Mr Bradley. Very pleased to meet you. Hannibal has had no visitors in the last year, he will be happy to see you."
"And you Dr Chilton. Did you see the young girl who was with me?"
"Yes, yes I did. Any particular reason?"
"That, Dr Chilton, is Hannibal Lecter's daughter. The court gave him special privledge to see her."
"Strange, Hannibal never mentioned a daughter before."
"I'm sure the Judge said something about her." Thomas said.
Chilton smiled. "Oh of course! However... I may need a little persuasion."
Thomas knew it would probably come to this. He pulled out an envelope. "Will five hundred dollars do?"
Chilton's greedy little eyes narrowed. "I'm sure it will do just fine... for now." He took the envelope and counted the notes inside. "All right, let's go."
Thomas shook the Doctor's hand and they started toward Hannibal's cell. Thomas caught Juliette's hand and they were led to where Hannibal was being held.
~
"Hannibal?" Dr Chilton said to the man, lying on a metal cot. "You have a vistor." Hannibal looked up at Thomas and then at Juliette.
"A pleasure to see you again, Thomas. And how is my little girl?" Hannibal reached through the bars and grasped Juliette's hand.
"I'm good, Daddy." Juliette said with a smile, holding Hannibal's hand and laughed as Hannibal began to tickle the inside of her palm. Thomas smiled and sat in a chair that was situated just beside the side of the cell door. Juliette put her hand through the bars and put her hand on her father's hair. "They cut your hair?" she asked, her smile gone.
"Yes, Sweetheart, apparently, you aren't allowed long hair in prison." Hannibal answered. "But don't I look handsome with short hair?"
There was that smile again, brighter than the sun. Juliette giggled. "Yes. You look beautiful."
Hannibal put a hand to his heart. "Coming from a lady as beautiful as you, I feel very much loved!" He said. Juliette giggled again. Hannibal smiled, his violet eyes flashing in amusement, seeing his daughter laugh after an entire year. Seeing his daughter at all after a year.
After an hour and a half of talking to each other, Dr Chilton came into the room and announced their time was up. Hannibal didn't look at Chilton. It was obvious, even to Juliette that her father didn't like the man. Thomas got up, shook hands with Hannibal and took Juliette by the hand. She held out her other hand to Hannibal. "I love you daddy..." She said as she lost grasp with him.
"I love you too, Seetheart." Hannibal said watching her go. Chilton walked out behind them and Hannibal lay down again.
~
The next day, July 8, Hannibal woke up on his cot in the cell. How had he survived this long on good behaviour? Unbelieveable... he thought to himself. He sat up and went across to his shelf of books. Flipping through one of the Italian texts he had picked up on one of his trips to Florence, he mulled over the thought of his daughter. She was beautiful, no doubt she'd get snapped up in years to come by courting males. And he wouldn't be there to see her go on her first date, get married, have children herself. He sighed, when a plan formed in his mind. He needed a break from the 'good behaviour'. He put a hand to his chest and pressed the buzzer indicating for a nurse.
The young nurse came at the sound of the buzzer and looked at him, trying to mask her fright and curiousity. "Yes Dr Lecter?" She asked, timidly.
"My dear," He said, pretending to wince. "There's a pain in my chest that just won't go away. It's very uncomfortable." He made his breathing a little ragged.
The nurse nodded. "I'll go and get Dr Chilton." She raced away and Hannibal practiced looking pained.
Chilton came, along with three nurses, Barney, Diane and Sandra.
"Dr Lecter, please put on the jacket and allow me to buckle it up." Barney said, civily. He was always civil to the patients, whether or not they were to him. Hannibal nodded, wincing.
Soon, he was strapped to the dolly and in a straight jacket. Barney wheeled him into the examination room and undid the buckles on the dolly. He led Hannibal to the wall and made him stand there. Taking off the straight jacket and putting his hands into cuffs, he left the room to get some equipment. Hannibal watched him go. Chilton had gone back to his office, satisfied that Barney had the situation under control. Sandra had gone to prepare an assortment of tests that were usually used to find out what was wrong when a patient complained of chest pain. This included a electrocardiogram, which would be needed to examine him. David, another nurse, had gone out for a smoke. Diane was alone. Hannibal's violet eyes were on her as she moved around the room. Suddenly, when she was about three feet away from him, he lept forward, attacking her. She screamed. His teeth grazed her cheek and he bit out her tongue. By the time David and Barney had caught a hold of him, Barney dislocating his arm, Diane's face was covered in blood. She was hospitalised for more than two months, but when she came out, the doctors had managed to save one of her eyes. She learned how to communicate with sign language instead of talking. Dr Chilton took great pleasure in telling Hannibal's vistiors about the attack. He loved to frighten them.
After the attack on Diane the nurse, Dr Chilton thought it best to move Hannibal to "The Dungeon". Down three flights of stairs before leaving all natural light behind, visitors entered a floor that was harshly lit by fluroscent lights. Down another flight of stairs before a visitor entered the Dungeon Office, where Barney and two guards stayed.
NOTE: I've always thought that Hannibal was in a normal cell before he attacked the nurse. After he attacked the nurse, I reckon they decided to put him into a maximum security cell. So no flames about that, all right?