sharp_as_knives | Portalocity to Hannibal's home (where Jono hates the sun screaming) and back, Friday

Relaxed (and cheese-smell-free) after the week in remote Sweden, Hannibal smiled as he stepped through the portal to home.

His smile went away. "What is that noise?"

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sharp_as_knives

No, please. Hannibal was not coming back to a house full of bird.

He nodded, already running through his mind what they'd need for a week at the mansion. "Shall I pack your guitar as well?"

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furnaceface

//I have an acoustic in Westchester, that'll do,// Jono replied, actually willing to leave his guitar behind for the sake of getting out of there all the more quickly. He went rummaging for the cat carriers, and the little plastic cube he'd picked up for Hendrix last week. //Better pack a few extra wrappings, though, in case we need to go out for anything.//

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Hannibal nodded and headed upstairs. The noise was more tolerable inside, but they couldn't exactly stay inside all week. He unpacked their clothes and repacked for another week.

If this keeps up, he thought at Jono, we'll have to find somewhere new for another wedding. And possibly to live.

Someone needed to have a discussion with the island.

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furnaceface

//I'm sure our students will weep at the thought,// Jono muttered, down on his hands and knees, trying to coax a hissing Joni out from under the sofa. //Or just be angry that we didn't take them along with us, I suppose.//

This was getting ridiculous, Fandom. Ridiculous and horrible. Mostly horrible.

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sharp_as_knives

We've had terrible smells and now sounds. I shudder to think what we'll have next. Hannibal sighed. Do you want a different book?

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furnaceface

//Whatever's close to hand,// Jono replied, managing to get his hand on one of Joni's hind legs and getting swiped at for his troubles. //Son of a--//

Well, at least he had the cat, now. Though she wasn't terribly thrilled to be had.

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sharp_as_knives

Hannibal caught that bit of pain and frustration. Have you tried luring them with the treats?

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furnaceface

//... No, that would've been smart,// Jono muttered, stuffing Joni into her carrier and then latching the door shut. //Is Beethoven in there with you? I got Joni. She got me, too.//

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sharp_as_knives

Hannibal smirked. Then set Jono's half-packed suitcase back on the bed and opened it up. He will be shortly.

Well, he didn't need more cat hair on his clothes.

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furnaceface

//... I'm not going to ask what you're doing. I have the feeling it's better I don't know.//

Jono gathered the carrier containing the yowling kitten under one arm, and then went to collect Hendrix, who promised to be significantly more easygoing about the whole ordeal than Joni was. Because, really, if a tree frog caused him that sort of grief, he'd start to worry about the state of affairs here on the island.

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sharp_as_knives

It probably shouldn't be discounted. Because Fandom.

Beethoven jumped up and started settling down in Jono's suitcase.

I have the cat, Hannibal thought helpfully, packing around him.

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furnaceface

//Excellent. I'll be there just as soon as...// Into the container went the frog, and Jono paused to make sure there was enough moisture to last them the trip. He'd stop at a pet shop for crickets when they got where they were going. //... As I get in there.//

A few moments later, in Jono came, carrying two pets and an empty carrier.

...

//Really?//

Well, it had worked.

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sharp_as_knives

Hannibal smirked at him. "He likes it there." He snapped his own suitcase closed. "All that's left is socks and underwear, once there's room for them."

Because cat.

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furnaceface

//Here,// Jono sighed, setting Joni and Hendrix down and making his way to the suitcase to collect Beethoven. //I'll remedy that.//

Good luck with that one if Beethoven saw the carrier, Starsmore.

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sharp_as_knives

Hannibal stood between the carrier and the suitcase to help out, and even reached out to rub Beethoven's head until Jono was close enough. "You have him?"

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furnaceface

Jono slid one hand under Beethoven's front legs, and then did his best to get the other under his behind, scooping up the armload of cat and giving Hannibal a nod.

//You get the carrier, I'll cram him in there?//

Manhandling Beethoven into one of those things was a two person job at least.

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sharp_as_knives

Hannibal turned to get it, only letting the cat see it at the very last minute as it scooped him up.

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furnaceface

And now they had two angry cats and one very mellow frog, as Jono closed the door on Beethoven and latched it shut.

//Cranky old bloke has no idea how lucky he is right now,// Jono muttered, stepping back to survey the small menagerie. //Ah well. He'll like it at the mansion. Unless something blows it up, I suppose.//

Just go ahead and jinx it, Jono, sure.

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sharp_as_knives

"Or one of the children decides to cart him about like a doll." Hannibal shook his head. He finished Jono's suitcase and latched it, then picked up his own and Beethoven. "Shall we?"

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furnaceface

//God, yes. Please, let's.// Jono grabbed his suitcase, tucked Hendrix neatly under one armpit, and then picked up Joni's bag. //The sooner we get the hell away from that, the sooner we... well, don't have to listen to it, mostly.//

Which was a win in Jonothon's book.

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sharp_as_knives

So, back to Portalocity it was. And Hannibal bought their portal, thank you. And then they were at the school, which might be its own brand of chaos, but at least the sun wasn't screaming.

Even if some of the children were.

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furnaceface

Ah, but at least they'd shut up eventually, or wander off and scream elsewhere.

//Oh thank God,// Jono muttered, stalking across the lawn toward the mansion, equally relieved to hear that Joni was calming down a little, too.

"..." said the sun.

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sharp_as_knives

Hannibal followed, nodding and smiling at the students he knew. Which was probably offset by the growling coming from the carrier at his side, but that couldn't be helped.

"Is there anything currently going on that I should be aware of?"

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furnaceface

Jono gave his shoulders a shrug.

//Nothing that Logan saw fit to warn me about recently, and everyone looks more or less in one piece and in a decent frame of mind. I don't suppose, 'it's nearly the weekend' warrants a warning, does it?//

It was hard to tell around here.