Groovy Tunes, Sunday

[furnaceface]

Jono was actually comparatively un-traumatized after this past several days spent as a teenager. Hell, if anything, it reminded him that he actually had come a long way since the angry teen who had first set foot in the Massachusetts Academy, and he'd mostly stuck to himself since Wednesday anyway.

All-in-all? No harm, no foul. Well played, Fandom.

That didn't stop him from putting Pearl Jam onto the stereo today to listen to while he worked.

... Really, he'd do that even if he hadn't been angry and eighteen again recently.

[OOC: Open!]

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[sharp_man]

"So," Hannibal said cheerfully as he wandered in, "will you be sleeping at home again tonight?"

[furnaceface]

//You ask that as though I'm a person who ever actually sleeps,// Jono quipped. And then he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. //Sorry 'bout that. Yes, of course I'll be sleeping at home tonight.//

Now that he actually knew who Hannibal was, and why he was living in the fanciest house in town and all.

[sharp_man]

Hannibal chuckled and came over to kiss the side of Jono's face. "There is no need to apologize. Teenaged me was not insulted, so as long as you return, we're fine. And you will sleep. You probably need it by now."

[furnaceface]

//Yeah,// Jono admitted. //Yeah, I could certainly go for a few days of that. After my shift here, at any rate.//

He tilted his head a little.

//How'd your past few days go?//

[sharp_man]

"Better than the last time," Hannibal answered. "I was a little older, old enough to have developed both more confidence and more English. It was pleasant, if a bit bewildering. Yours?"

[furnaceface]

//Wasn't bad,// Jono replied after a pause. //Reminded me how shite everything was when this was new. Put things a bit more into perspective, I suppose. Life's been hard since then... but it's improved, too. I've improved.//

[sharp_man]

"You have," Hannibal agreed. "Even since I've known you, and I imagine more since you were that age." The first time.

He leaned against the counter, one arm behind Jono to cradle him in a not-quite-hug. "Between that and your recent acquisition of memories, how are you settling in?"

[furnaceface]

//Well, wasn't so much an acquisition of memories as it was an acquisition of identity,// Jono noted, leaning in close, //but it means that this isn't all as jarring as it could be, I suppose.//

He shrugged.

//I suppose it's just getting to be old hat at this point.//

[sharp_man]

"Of the visceral connection to those memories, then," Hannibal corrected. "And back and forth and back again. What were you doing these last few days? Where did you come from?"

[furnaceface]

//Got a hotel room,// Jono admitted, shrugging. //Just wanted to be alone. Had Joni with me, anyway, so it could've been worse, I suppose.//

The little kitten plodded across the floor to rub around Hannibal's ankles as if on cue.

//Could've just as easily attempted to camp out in th'basement, I suppose, though...//

... Yeah, teen Jono wouldn't have handled some of what was down there very well.

[sharp_man]

Hannibal reached down to pick up Joni and scritch behind her ears. "I am glad you had her, then. I managed to feed Beethoven and we mostly ignored each other, except when he slept on me. So, much the usual."

[furnaceface]

//Cats will be cats,// Jono replied, faintly amused. //I suppose if nothing else, at least we know that much will be a constant.//

[sharp_man]

"Perhaps one of these times we'll be gifted with the experience of Beethoven as a kitten," Hannibal said. "And then you, young lady," he said, bopping Joni gently on the nose, "will have to watch out."

[furnaceface]

Jono couldn't even begin to hide the little smile in his eye at that.

//Be nice if she was the one left on her toes for a change,// he mused. //Old bloke definitely deserves his chance at revenge, I wouldn't want the island to deny him that.//

[sharp_man]

Hannibal chuckled. "We could always take her to visit the shelter kittens."

[furnaceface]

//... How many more cats do you want in the house?//

Because come on, Hannibal. Jono had a big squishy soft spot for little girls. Even feline ones.

[sharp_man]

Hannibal gave him a look. "I could take her to visit the shelter kittens, then."

[furnaceface]

//Might be safer,// Jono muttered, shrugging.

Look, kittens.

[sharp_man]

"Do I need to forbid you from bringing any more animals home?" Hannibal asked, slightly exasperated.

[furnaceface]

//Nnoooo. Probably not.// He paused. //Maybe more fish.//

They were basically furniture anyway.

[sharp_man]

"Fish are acceptable," Hannibal admitted. Because yes, they were furniture. "Although if they are too big, they may end up in the kitchen."

[furnaceface]

//Mm, and if they're too small, they may end up in Joni. I suppose I'll have to keep my eyes open for one that fits a nice, happy medium.//

Fish shopping was great.

[sharp_man]

Hannibal chuckled and scritched Joni again. "A girl after my own heart." He put her down, where she immediately started attacking his shoelace. "And yet no appreciation for fashion."

[furnaceface]

//I've taught her well,// Jono teased, quite happy to settle back and watch the ensuing battle of cat vs. dangly thing. //Just be thankful cats don't wear pants, hm?//

[sharp_man]

"I'm more grateful you don't try to put her in them regardless," Hannibal said.

[furnaceface]

//Being a cat, I imagine she'd feel rather the same.//

Lucky Joni.

[sharp_man]

Hannibal nodded in agreement. "Would you like to share anything particular for dinner? Or we can spend some time in the music room when you get home."

Just because he didn't blame Jono for staying away from home, didn't mean he wasn't going to put in an effort to forestall bad habits arising from it.

[furnaceface]

//Music room sounds good,// Jono admitted. //Food is still giving me a bit of a 'rubbing it in' twinge I need to bite back again.//

[sharp_man]

Hannibal nodded. "In that case, I shall eat before you return home." Which was as much warning as out-loud planning. "And plan for an evening of music."

[furnaceface]

//Noted,// Jono replied, nodding. //I'll be home the usual time, then.//

And not a moment before.

[sharp_man]

"Noted," Hannibal agreed in return.

He checked his watch. "In which case, I should return home and start on dinner."

He kissed Jono's face and flames. "It will be good to have you back."