YAHF: Eat Your Friends and Family
YAHF: Eat Your Friends and Family
Author: Feygan
Fandom: BtVS/Hannibal
Browsing the racks of Ethan's Costume Shop, he found his eyes drawn to the mask and straitjacket combination against the wall. When he looked closer, he saw that the costume included a pair of hospital-style pants and a white tee shirt bundled in a gallon-sized Ziploc bag.
"Hm. 'Hannibal the Cannibal,'" he read. "Interesting."
The price was $18.95, which was--barely--within his ridiculously low budget. It seemed like kismet that he would buy the outfit.
Pulling the crumpled $20 out of his pocket, he headed toward the cash register. He had a feeling that this Halloween was going to be unforgettable.
* * *
He'd been in his cell, and now he was standing in a cramped bathroom with the sounds of an obnoxiously loud party vibrating through the door. It left him a bit confused... and peckish.
He pulled the hated mask from his face and dropped it in the garbage. He sneered at the straitjacket loosely draped around his shoulders and sent it to join the mask. Then he washed his face, straightened his hair, and riffled through the cupboards and drawers until he found something that made him grin.
Hannibal Lecter left the bathroom with a box cutter loosely held in his fist.
He didn't know how he'd come to this place, but he knew that tonight would be memorable.
cross-posted at http://feygan.dreamwidth.org/433737.html