For the Trick or Treat Challenge. My other one is long – so
this is short.
Thank you Pam, for not only creating the challenge, but then
keeping me honest.
They'd been invited to a Hollywood
costume party. Face was never big on costumes, always feeling more than a
little silly, so he simply put on his tux and a little mask to cover his eyes –
and he was ready.
Driving to Hannibal's
apartment, he noticed how many places already had their Thanksgiving
decorations in the window. The days
seemed to be slowing down and speeding up at the same time.
Face knocked on the door and it was pulled open almost
immediately. "You're not
was still in bathrobe and elegant leather slippers. "I am – this is my
costume." He spun around, arms wide, to show off his expensive bathrobe
and blue silk boxers.
"Uhm!" Face stared for a second - speechless.
"That's…" What? He couldn't say indecent. He'd get no end of comments
about how Hannibal
was a decent-enough sort.
"What? Too much?"
"You're going…" He'd intended to ask if Hannibal really intended
to dress like that for the party, but was cut off.
"As Hugh Hefner," Hannibal proudly proclaimed, as he grabbed
his lighter and shoved it at Face. "Hang on to this for me, will
Dumbfounded, Face put it in his pocket. "That costume
stood for a moment, thinking it over.
"You're right." Without hesitating, he dropped his boxers to
the floor. "Let's go."
Face's mouth gaped open as Hannibal
tied his robe shut.
"Now it works." Hannibal grinned as he grabbed Face by the
elbow and propelled him to the door. "And I've got a beautiful blond on my