Still Hunting

 “Damn it you two!” Will shouted as he stared at the mess they had caused together. It wasn’t so much the decapitated head of a girl but more the blood that was splatted across the newly clean carpet and best clothes of Hannibal and Abigail. It was in their ‘human nature’, how messed up that was, but Will only agreed that they could carry on with their ‘extra curriculum activities’ it if they put a shed in the back garden for that purpose – they were not wrecking their living space.

“Once again, you’ve trodden blood all into the house and into your best clothes. You have no idea how many new carpets and clothes we have gotten through, and all you can do is yell at me for keeping you in the shed to do that,” Will said, pointing at the head that was clamped in Abigail hand.

“But Daddy, she was a horrible person. Papa said it was okay because of that and he said that you said that it’s okay to kill horrible people.” Abigail smiled knowingly as Hannibal just looked at her proudly. Even though she looked quite innocent it will still eerily sinister.

Will sighed, taking off his glasses before putting them in his pocket. “Who was it?”

“That is-”

“Was,” Hannibal interrupted.

“Was Laura Freddie, Daddy. Remember at college in Cooking when I made that meatloaf a week ago?”

Will nodded.

“Well I always give a slice of everything to everyone and I am always complimented, but Laura always took the food and said nothing. Then when I made the meatloaf she took a bite and said that it was horrible and that she would make a tastier meatloaf. We will now find out.” She smiled proudly between her dads as Hannibal smiled at her before turning to Will, making a face as though he was going to say “Our baby’s all grown up.”

Trying not to look disgusted, Will smiled warily before saying “At least you’re having fun, and bonding more.”

Even though Abigail felt very delighted with the response and turned to smile proudly at Papa, Hannibal could see straight through Will’s act and beamed warmly at Abigail before turning to Will with a creepier snarl.

“Darling, you can start making the meatloaf in the shed seeing as this is one of your friends, me and Daddy have to talk.”

“Ah, because Daddy Will yells loudly.”

“What!” Will yelled at the innocently disturbing faces of his family.

“Oh, don’t worry,” Abigail said. “I’ve heard what Papa does to you; I am not talking about arguments.” Will’s face looked utterly horrified as Hannibal just laughed one laugh because his training for Abigail was paying off, although not in the way Will wanted.

Once again, she smiled happily at her dads before practically skipping down the corridor with the head and knife that Hannibal handed her.

“Now, I saw that you weren’t that happy,” Hannibal said, his voice deepening as he walked towards Will.

“What? No, I’m happy, absolutely marvellous,” he laughed nervously as he backed away out of reach, not wanting what was to come. Fortunately they weren’t on the second floor with the bedrooms.

“You need to stop lying to me, Will,” Hannibal smiled. “I can easily psychoanalysis you.”

“THEN STOP PSYCHOANALYSING ME THEN,” Will yelled slightly laughing because of the first time they met.

“You know I can’t stop that Will, but there is something I can stop.”

Will backed away further still as Hannibal stalked closer. Unfortunately Will reached the wall. “What?”

“Your negativity.”

To this, Will scampered down the corridor and stupidly up the stairs towards the bedroom with Hannibal hot on his tail.

Even though Will was caught on the top step and captured in Hannibal’s arms he laughed.

Family is family.

Right?