Hannibal's puppy

"Hello, yes I'm here to look around. I'm looking for a puppy!" Hannibal said to the young man sitting behind the counter. He was quite excited.

"Wonderful! We're actually going through and slicking them right now so you can see them doing that today too. We do have full chalk ups of their medicals though once you pay the adoption fees." The boy explained cheerfully. He wasn't dressed like the nurses so Hannibal assumed he was just a secretary for the pound. He happily stood up and showed Hannibal to the back.

There were vets in two of the kennels and whining pets everywhere. The smell of slick was heavy in the air. There were two cute little bunny girls getting their go at the knotting toys right then. So Hannibal looked around trying to find some pups. Lots of bunnies, cats, and thin things that looked to be much too playful and bouncy for his taste.

Then he spotted him. Big round eyes, flopped over ears, curly messy mop of brown hair, rough looking stubble, and a slim perfectly lean muscles body.

Hannibal made a beeline for that kennel. He stopped in front of it and the little pup looked up at him.

"Hello darling, what's your name?" Hannibal asked as he got down on one knee. The puppy was playing with his own toes and waggling a little bit.

"'M Will. You talk funny but you pretty so it's okay." Will explained. Hannibal chucked a bit. This was definitely his pup. Blunt, dumb, but witty.

"Yes I suppose I do sound funny to you. I think you're pretty too, Will. Why don't you come sit over here so I can really see you and we can talk." Hannibal said as he sat down on the floor in front of the kennel. Will just rolled over and around so he was laying on his back with his face near the door. His belly looked thin, too thin for Hannibal's taste but not like he suffered from malnutrition.

"Oh silly pup. Have you been slicked yet? Have you eaten lunch yet?" Hannibal asked. Will was coming with him today, Hannibal already decided, and wanted him to be perfectly alright before they left. Though Hannibal was already coming up with meal plans for the pup. Plenty of nice fattening foods and sweets.

"Nope. Nurse Ashley always slicks me last cause I take a long time. I hate it." Will said. He popped the p when he said nope. Nurse Ashley must be either the bubbly brunette woman or the strong looking blonde.

"Why do you hate it? Do they hurt you?" Hannibal asked. He wanted to make sure these people weren't abusing these sweet little creatures. Will was gazing up at him. Just to look. Hannibal was pretty handsome. He looked strong and he had… an air about him. Something sharp yet rounded, it made Will want to lick his face.

"Nah, don't hurt. Just takes forever. I don't get nothin hold onto. Like cuddlin' things when I get slicked. I gets nervous." Will said and rolled onto his tummy. He pushed himself up and sat on his knees. He was so cute, though Hannibal.

"Well darling how about you hold onto me because I think you will be coming home with me today. I'll keep you nice and safe so you don't have to be as nervous, poor little pup-pup." Hannibal said and smiled. He watched the puppy cock his head and then gasp. Will broke out in a big toothy smile. His sharp canines caused Hannibal a sharp intake of breath. They were so… perfect. Sharp and feral. Will rocked back and forth excitedly.

"Really! You take me? Home? Home with Hammibal?!" Will yipped happily. His tail was swooshing behind him. Will howled lightly but a worker 'Ch"ed him. He shut his mouth but his ears were perky in his mess of hair on his head. Hannibal chuckled and smiled as he stood up. He would go retrieve the papers and fill them out while sitting with Will. Hannibal stood and looked down at the pup.

"Yes, baby. You're coming home with Hannibal. Is that what you want to call me?" Hannibal asked. Pets like to call their owners all sorts of stuff. Master, Owner, Mister or Mistress, Mama or Dada, Daddy or Mommy, or just their names. Hannibal assumed Will wouldn't want to call him by his name since he couldn't even exactly say it.

Will looked over Hannibal again with a thoughtful expression. Then he looked back up at the older man's face and smiled.

"How 'bout Daddy? Can I call Hammibal Daddy?" Will asked and wagged his tail slowly. Hannibal couldn't help but blush a bit. He had hoped that was what Will wanted.

"Of course Will. Now let me go get the papers, my sweet baby." Hannibal said and pushed his fingers through the spaces in the kennel door. Will happily leaned to shove his head against Hannibal's fingers. Hannibal scratched at his curly hair for a moment before leaving to the front desk.

"I think I found the one I want. Kennel 7, Will." Hannibal said and soon he was walking back to Will, clipboard in hand.

"Will, you aren't neutered? You haven't had anything done and you're almost thirty five? Were you a farm dog?" Hannibal asked as he read over Will's papers. He wasn't docked, cropped, or cut. His papers say he was given up because his past owners, breeders probably, got too old to take care of him. Usually older pets got cut once they arrived at places like this. Will was smiling as he pulled and palmed at his chew ring.

"Yep! I watched the porch. My ole owner tried to use me to breed but I didn't like it so I didn't. Does you do that or am I get to be a house doggy?" Will questioned. Hannibal was so glad Will spoke freely, some pets didn't.

"Well you're going to be a house pet but we can go on walks whenever you like. You can have anything you want now Will. I'm going to take really good care of you, my pretty pup." Hannibal said as he signed where he needed. Will perked up and wagged, his ears straight on his head.

"Anything?! Can you buy me a tebby bear and crackers? I love teddies but I never get one. They only give the cute ones the nice toys. I got my nice chewy though! I really like it but I like cuddly toys more. And and crackers! The long rectangle ones with salt cause those are my favorites. Can I have those Daddy? Will you get 'em for me?" Will said excitedly. Hannibal smiled at him. Will really was perfect. So bouncy yet not overly like younger pets, smart and talkative and able to say most words properly. All he wanted was a stuffed animal and some club crackers?

"I'll get you as many bears as you want. We can stop by the store on our way home and pick you up some crackers, too. Is there anything else you want? You can have anything." Hannibal said. Surely the pup could think of something else he want-

"Nope. Just a bear and some cackers pease! Can I go home yet?" Will said and looked at Hannibal with his bottom lip stuck out. Hannibal stood up with his newly signed papers.

"I'll see if you can get slicked soon. You gotta get all empty before you leave, it's just the rules. Next time I'll take care of it, okay? I'll go see." Hannibal explained and Will humphed and nodded. He wanted to go home with daddy already. He wanted to get his new bear and he wanted his crackers. Daddy said he would get them for him. Will liked Hannibal.

Will looked at the other pets who were getting slicked. A thin red scaled snake boy and a chubby fluffy white haired ragdoll boy. Will liked the kitty boy, he was nice and smart and liked to talk during play time.

When Hannibal returned he had Will's full attention.

"Once these two are done they're going to let you go ahead. Do you want me to help you still? If you do, they're going to take you to an exam room instead of out here." Hannibal explained to Will. Will bit his lip and thought for a moment.

"Yep, I still want daddy to hode me. Is they taking me to the doctor room so I can be on the table?" Will asked. He had been in the exam room before. When he got a stick stuck in his mouth or when that snake boy bit him. Hannibal smiled.

"What a smart boy you are! Yes, so you can be on the table. That way you can hold onto my chest and be closer to my neck if you want. I know doggy noses are so sensitive." Hannibal said and reached through and booped Will's nose. Hannibal couldn't be happier with the pup. Hannibal sat down onto his butt and looked over at the nurses who were coaching the two pets who were getting their turn on the shaking machines. The nurses seemed to be being kind to them. They let the two hold hands and they were wiping away sweat from their faces. Hannibal even heard one encouraging the thinner one to keep going.

"Will, do they treat you like that? Do they treat the other pups like that when you get all congested?" Hannibal asked.

"Not really. They don't treat us or da bears as good as the not us. They really like them two though cause they're old and they usually take care of each udder. They don't like older pups doe…" Will ended sadly. Hannibal nodded. It made him almost mad to know the people here don't treat all these perfect wonderful creatures the same.

"That's alright baby. They shouldn't do that but soon you'll be living with me and I'll treat you like the little prince you are." Hannibal said and Will clunked his head against the bars so Hannibal could scratch at hsi hair and rub his ears.

"Mrs. Lecter you can use the exam room now. Nurse Ashley's waiting in there. We'll have a little take home kit for you up from when you're done! Happy adoption day Will! I hope this is a good fit! Make sure to eat lots of crackers for me!" Said the young man who had shown Hannibal back. He looked like he had tears in his eyes. Hannibal looked at him for a moment.

"Sorry I just-" He got choked up for a moment but waved it off for a moment and continued in a forced crackling voice."Will's been here for a while and sometimes I let him sit by the desk because he's so well behaved. I'm not allowed to come and actually help or anything but I've snuck him crackers from my lunches a few times and he just-" The boy let out a few tears but smiled as he dabbed them away with his sleeves. "He just lights up like it's Christmas. I hope you take real good care of him. The nurses and techs don't really care for him but I - I sure do. Sorry I'm such a wreck." The boy said and pushed his hand to pet Will before unlocking the kennel. Will stretched and stood up on his feet. He pressed his face into the side of the young man who continued crying but spoke softly to the pup.

"You have fun now Will. You're going to a nice new home. Behave, remember your manners, and make sure to be polite." The young man said and looked at Will's smiley face before turning and hurrying away.

"That my friend. He feeds me cheesy poofies." Will said flumped onto Hannibal's chest. Hannibal put his arms under Will's and nuzzled into the pup's hair.

"Come on my dear, let's get you all empty then we can go home. How does that sound?" Hannibal said as he ran his hands around Will's back, he was surprised at how muscular it felt under the thin white shirt. Will wagged and raised his head to give Hannibal a small lick on his cheek.

"Yes please, daddy." Will said moved to stand behind Hannibal with his hand on Hannibal's waist. ' Follow' position. A good trained position that kept pet's close to owner's especially in crowded or stressful spaces.

"Good boy!" Hannibal said and walked to the exam room door and pushed it open. The strong looking blonde woman stood with a sour look on her face, Ashley.

"On the table. Why do you constantly wear these when you know you're geting slicked." the nurse said in a mean voice as Will hurried to get on the table. She roughly pulled down Will's shorts. Hannibal was furious when the vet turned to him and said

"You know we have other pets who aren't so difficult. Prettier and much younger too." Hannibal had to school his emotions. Once this was over and Will was home and settled he would put in a complaint about this woman. Will got positioned so he was facing away from the nurse on his knees spread, hands on the table.

"I find that I am already quite attached to Will. I do not need a younger dog, I need a companion to accompany me home." Hannibal said and moved so he could scratch at Will's stumbly chin. The pup relaxed and leaned into Hannibal's hand but jumped when something slammed onto the table.

"Well, Mr. Lecter, I'm just trying to help. Will is the worst dog I've ever had to deal with. He's rude, stubborn, he complains constantly, and he's so needy. While all the other pets we have happily and gratefully accept the chance to get slicked and have some fun, Will here complains and whines and then on top of all that he cries. I really think you should look around again." Ashley explained as the messily put a large vial of something clear, a large syringe, and a much too large for Will vibrator. Hannibal was furious and he got close to Will so he could cover his flopped over ear. Will was so stiff, so tense, but he let Hannibal silence the world to him.

"I will have your head on a stake if you say anything so rude and uncalled for about my dog. If you do not leave right now I will sink this entire establishment. Go." Hannibal growled at the woman whose face rapidly lost all color. She walked back toward the door hurriedly.

"Ok-kay sir, I'll go get Linni. Sorry Sir." Ahsley said and slipped out of the door. Hannibal uncovered Will's ears and petted them. He bent and kissed Will's forehead through the loose curls that sat there. The pup looked up at him with a confused face.

"What happened? We going home now?" Will asked, his eyes looked hopeful. Hannibal got even closer so Will's face was near his shoulder and he ran his fingers through the curly hair. Will happily moved his hands to wrap around Hannibal's shoulders, sitting up on his knees. Will gently placed his chin over Hannibal's shoulder, breathing deeply.

"No Miss Ashley decided that the other vet is going to come take care of us. Just try to stay relax, baby." Hannibal whispered into Will's ear. Will was resting relaxed and warm against him. Hannibal could feel the pup's hot breath against his neck. After a moment the brunette woman walked in quietly. She looked nervous but smiled still at Hannibal.

"Hello… Doctor Lecter! Ashley told me that you'd prefer it if she didn't administer this procedure. Well I'm Linni Cown, I usually don't tend to the dogs. I actually take care of the birds, reptiles, and half the felines but I'm happy to do this last one for Will. William, how're we doing?" the blue scrub clad woman said as she looked over what had been sat out. She picked up and looked at the instrument that was used for the slicking process with drawn up eyebrows and confused look. Will stayed rather relaxed and leaned his head against Hannibal's neck.

"'M cold. I 'anna go home wif daddy already." Will said and shivered a small bit. The exam room was somewhat cold and Ashely had bared his bottom and genitals to the cold air. Linni hummed and slipped on a new pair of blue medical gloves.

"Well I think we have a blankie around here somewhere you can have until you're done. I think I need to use a different sized instrument though. Will, sweety, do you remember what number class you're in?" Linni said and turned to dig through the cabinets. She pulled out what looked like a thermal pink towel and looked back at him. Hannibal rubbed up and down Will's back.

"I dunno. Nurse Ashley nev'r told me nothin'." Will muttered and scooted a little closer to Hannibal so his chest was against Hannibal's. The vet nodded and looked at Hannibal mouthing ' Do you have his papers'. Hannibal nodded and pulled out the papers he had received. He handed them over to the vet who read them over quickly before looking at the toy that had been placed out in disbelief and then at Will. She shook her head and went to retrieve a different vibrator.

"You're doing super well. You can throw that blanket up over you however you want. Just leave your tail out the bottom, okay? I think the other vet accidentally left out the wrong slicker. You're in the blue B class for your size and weight and age. Silly Miss Ashley left a red B class toy out. That's far too big." The vet said. Hannibal could tell she was angry but Will was none the wiser as he sat back on his heels to get the pink blanket. Will smiled as he unfolded it and threw it up over his head so it covered his back. The pup then went right back to holding himself close to his daddy.

"Oh, If it doesn't mention in his papers, usually on any dog over the age of twenty five we use artificial slick to help them kinda get stimulated and get their own glands goin'." The vet said as she used the syringe to draw up a decent amount of the clear fluid, lubricant.

"Where should I get that from? Pet stores or is it prescription?" Hannibal asked and watched the nurse put away the vial and grab a wet wipe.

"We'll give you a vial that should last about two years, that is if you're slicking every six months as we recommend. After that you can get it from any pet supply store and I've seen many people start ordering the thicker mixes from the internet. The thicker stuff is usually used for… stiffer patients. Like Will! Will, sweety, I'm gonna go ahead and put this inside and push it in okay?" Linni explained as she used one gloved had to hold his tail and open him up so she had access to his hole. She quickly used the wet wipe to clean around his hole. Will whined and squeezed his arms tighter around Hannibal's shoulders.

"Yeah… it's 'ight." Will mumbled and tried to flick his tail to the side.

The vet grabbed the syringe and placed it at Will's entrance. Hannibal whispered into Will's ear.

"Breathe Will. It's alright, daddy's here." The older man said and Will went slack. The vet smiled and gently pushed the small nib at the end of the syringe into Will's body. Hannibal rubbed up and down the pup's back, cooing lightly. The nurse pulled back after a few moments.

"You did such a good job, Will. You are getting a treat after this! You're doing such a good job. I'm going to position it under you now. You know what to do." Linni said and moved the smaller blue toy, which had buttons on the wine flared base and a much smoother texture than the one previous to it. Once the tip of it touched Will's now slick hole he sighed.

"Daddy…" Will whimpered and eased back a bit. Hannibal shushed him and pressed a kiss to the side of his head. Will stopped for a moment and Hannibal could feel his eyebrows scrunch together. Will sat back a bit quicker until he was sitting on his heels, completely down on the instrument. He flicked his head back to throw the pink fabric off of him.

"That it? It usually hurt more. Wha happened?" Will said and looked at the nurse and then at Hannibal, switching a few times. He rose up and sat back down a few times. Nurse Linni smiled and pressed the first of four buttons, a slight hum filled the room. Will hugged Hannibal's stomach and pressed his face into his owner's chest.

"We'll send you guys home with this size. I don't know why she was forcing him onto that thing. That is for like… well bears your size and bigger. Poor baby." Linni whispered to the doctor as she wrote a note on a small paper pad on the counter behind her.

Will was whining and panting while Hannibal pulled the blanket back up over his head like he had done moments before.

"Daddy! Daddy! Hnnn- Go- go 'way. Go 'way. Don't g-get ick-y" Will stuttered and struggled out as he put his arms against Hannibal's abdomen. He didn't push but he let all his weight lean onto the doctor. Hannibal just shushed him and rubbed his back.

"You're doing so well! What a good ki- doggy! Good doggy!" Linni said. She corrected herself and looked at Hannibal mouthing ' Sorry, used to cats.' and Hannibal waved it off. Will hadn't even noticed. He just whined and wiggled around. The vet had gotten what looked similar to a toilet seat cover, it was bigger though and much thicker, and placed it all around underneath Will.

"Babe I just put a pad down so daddy won't get anything on him. You're doing really well. Do you think I need to measure or can you tell me when you're done?" Linni said to Will as she petted lightly on Will's fluffy tail. Will relaxed completely and let his own slick easily slip past his rim and onto the pad below.

"I… I can tell you? I fought you tode me?" Will asked. He'd never gotten to say when he was done before. Linni closed her eyes and looked down for a moment. Hannibal could feel the anger radiating from her. Perhaps he should let her take the lead on… handling the other vet. She then took a deep breath and rubbed the small of Will's back.

"Yes sweet sweet Will, you tell me when you feel like you don't need this anymore and we'll clean you up and get you going with daddy. If you get too sensitive or you feel tired or you start feeling a little nauseous, we'll stop. If you just don't feel like you need it, we'll stop. You're being so good so far so I'm trusting you to tell me or daddy okay?" Linni explained and continued to pet calmly down the brown tail.

Will nodded and let out loud breaths and small 'uh' and 'ah ah's as he wiggled around. Hannibal alternated between rubbing Will's shoulders and back to petting his hair and rubbing his ears.

"N'more please. I don't- I feel puk-y" Will muttered and clunked his head against Hannibal's chest. The vet quickly turned off the shaking tool and slid it down out from where it sat shallowly inside the pup. Will whined and was swaying a bit. A big glob of slick slipped out of him and he gagged.

Hannibal quickly looked over to where a trash can but Linni was already handing him a blue barf bag to hold over Will's mouth.

"Shhh, shh, it's okay. It's okay. Poor thing." Hannibal whispered as Will turned a rather rude pale color and gagged again.

"Here! Here! Drink." Linni said as she quickly brought over a bottle filled with something fizzy and clear. Linni put the bottle to Will's lips and looked at him sternly. Will reluctantly sipped it for a few seconds before the vet pulled it away and handed him a few crackers. "Eat." She said in a solid no argument way. Will nibbled the two crackers and then burped.

"Sometimes Dogs can get nauseous during this. It's nothing concerning. Some ginger ale and a few crackers usually helps. Um, ginger and peppermint can also help. I've heard that baby food can also help, but I've never tried it. I would always keep a trash can nearby just in case." Linni said to Hannibal as she pulled a few paper towels from the dispenser. She wiped Will's legs and his bottom as she spoke to the tired looking pup. Will's eyelids drooped and he was leaning heavily on Hannibal's chest again.

"You did so well! Good job telling me when you started to feel bad! That's what you should always do. We never want you to get sick." Linni said and threw away the soaked pad. She quickly pulled a pad of paper towels to hold under Will's bum.

' Is he still awake? I think we need either a pad for his shorts or a pull up. He's still really drippy. ' Linni whispered. Hannibal looked down to see Will barely awake and drifting. Hannibal smiled and petted Will's head for a moment.

"Go ahead and get a pull up. I'll carry him out. Would you be a dear and go get all his send home stuff for me? I don't want to have to put him down and pick him up again and again." Hannibal whispered back with a charming smile. The vet nodded and turned around. She looked for a moment in the cabinet before turning back around to look at Will and then back at the cabinet before pulling out a white diaper and a dark green fabric cover.

"We'll just wrap this on him and I'll gather your things up in a bag. Let's get him into the lobby, it's much warmer." Linni whispered and winked at the Doctor. She quickly wiped Will again before fixing the thick material around his hips and then covering it with the green cover. She slipped his shorts up to his knees and then to his hips when Hannibal picked him up off the table. Hannibal positioned him so his arms and head were over his shoulders and he could hold him with one arm under his bottom and one around his shoulders.

Soon Hannibal had a cheap blue tote full of papers and supplies and Will was getting a kiss from the secretary boy.

Will slept the entire time they drove home, all bundled in the blanket he had from his kennel. Hannibal was nervous but he left Will in the car as he ran into a toy store for a total of seven minutes. He had purchased a large dark brown teddy bear and put it in the back seat. Will stirred but he rolled and little and continued to sleep. Hannibal drove home smiling.

"Will, darling, perfect little puppy wuppy, we're home." Hannibal said in a silly voice as he rubbed Will's shoulder. Will blinked away and turned his head to look at Hannibal. His hair was a mess and one of his ears was flipped backwards. "'Ome?" Will said and looked to see his new house and brightened up and sat to look. Hannibal flipped his ear back and pulled him up from the car.

"Yep, you're new home. I already went and put everything away so you can come on in." Hannibal said as he brought Will to the door and watched the pup bounce slightly and wag excitedly.

"I'm so e'cited! Can I have crackers now? The rec'angle ones?" Will yapped happily as Hannibal led him through the entry. Will wagged and looked around with his mouth open as he walked through the house. Hannibal stopped by the kitchen. There was a box of plain ole club crackers sitting on the counter. Will spotted them and jumped around.

"Daddy! Daddy! Crackers! Crackers!" Will said and stood with his fingers holding the edge of the counter. He tapped his feet happily and his tail swished back and forth.

"Yup. I'll get you a bowl and you can eat as many as you want and then we can just put a lid on them and you can keep them in your room." Hannibal said and dug out a large blue tupperware out and opened the crackers, filling the bowl. Will looked like he could hardly contain himself, he bounced and wagged and smiled brightly, with his ears and up as they could get.

Soon Will was munching on his crackers happily as he looked around his new house with Hannibal. Hannibal opened one of the doors saying "This is yours".

Will looked inside and gasped running over to climb onto the bed. Putting the bowl onto the floor haphazardly. The bear was sat atop plain blue flannel sheets. Will whined and yipped loudly.

" BEAR " and Hannibal smiled.

This was a perfect fit.