I'M GONNA GO TO LAS VEGA IN AN HOUR. WOOT.
Disclaimer: If i DID own hannibal, he would be an alien. Is he? No? Then I guess I don't own him.
Once upon a time Clarice opened her car door and saw Hannibal licking her steering wheel. There was a long silence. Clarice took a step back. (to the future).
Hanni slowly turned to her, his tongue still on the wheel. A droplet of drool fell from his mouth onto the floor.
"Ish..um....ish nod whad it lookth lide" He explained. Clarice tilted her head.
"What did you say?" She asked. He pulled his tongue back into his mouth.
"I said 'It's not what it looks like'...." Hannibal muttered.
"WHAT ELSE DID YOU LICK IN MY CAR?" Clarice screamed. Hanni looked down at his feet, ashamed of himself. He pointed to the windshield....and then the drink holder.....and then the gas pedal.....and the seats....and then he looked up at Clarice with big, watery eyes.
"I.....I licked....everything.....I'm sorry....." he mumbled and he looked down at his feet again. Clarice put her hands on her hips angrily. Hanni stepped out of the car and wiped a bit of drool from his mouth with his sleeve.
Clarice stuck her head inside of her car and looked around. She sighed. Everything was covered with Hannibal's cooties. She sighed and turned around.
"Bad boy. BAD." Clarice scolded. Tears gathered in Hannibal's eyes and he sniffed. Clarice furrowed her brow.
"Don't you try and make me feel bad for you. You knew damn well that what you were doing was wrong. Hold out your hands." Clarice ordered. Hannibal looked horrified and shakily held out his hands.
Clarice took out a ruler and smacked his hands. Hard. Twice. Hannibal cried.
"Now then, I'm going to be taking your truck home. I want you to clean out my car and then bring it back to my house. Got it?" Clarice demanded. Hannibal nodded sadly.
"Good. Alright. Good-bye" Clarice said and she climbed into Hannibal's truck and drove home.
Hannibal wiped a tear away from his cheek, turned around and was promptly kidnapped by Mason's thugs.