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Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ １５ （ｂｕｒｇｅｒ ｋｉｎｇ ｆｏｏｔ ｌｅｔｔｕｃｅ）

(sorry, the burger king foot lettuce thing was in Dangerous and I want to keep the tradition. probably in all of my fanfics, serious or not the 15th chapter will always have the burger king foot lettuce joke attached to it. thank you for reading lmao)

Murdoc was in the kitchen with Hannibal.

Hannibal... attempting to make something edible.

"You know, all I ate was the vending machine stuff, and that's it. I still wonder why I'm still alive, and not dead from a heart attack or morphed into some type of alien with all of the chemicals they use." Hannibal said when he started cooking.

"I don't even remember what a spatula looks like."

Murdoc just watched him out of boredom.

Also, so he doesn't burn the whole house down.

Dad really wouldn't be happy about that one.

Even though Murdoc was there to somewhat monitor Hannibal,

his mind was somewhere else.

He was still concerned about Stuart and wanted Stuart to be comfortable again.

He didn't know if he should bring it up to Hannibal or not.

Well, it's either him or his gang members.

Yeah, that's all he's got.

Damn.

"Hey Ham, can I ask you something?"

Hannibal turned around slightly, his eyes still on the instructions for "mac n' cheese".

His eyebrows furrowed.

"Bro... haven't heard Ham in forever. What's up?"

Murdoc looked down, subconsciously cracking his knuckles.

He thought about how he would word it.

"Okay so Stuart-"

Hannibal stifled a laugh right after his name came out of his mouth.

"Sorry, sorry. Wassup?"

Murdoc glared at him.

"This is actually serious for once."

"Yeah yeah yeah, what's- what's going on?"

Murdoc sighed.

"Okay so his dad like scared the shit out of him and I want to get his mind off of it."

Hannibal looked up.

"Huh."

Silence.

Murdoc waited for a moment to see if he would say anything else.

But nothing came out.

"Huh?"

"What? Oh, yeah, uhm... I don't dude... probably..."

Hannibal dragged out probably with a surfer dude accent.

"I don't know."

Wow.

Such a great help.

This upset Murdoc.

Obviously.

"Are you serious?"

"Oh my god shut up let me think. I'm trying to make mac and cheese."

Murdoc groaned, giving up.

He'd just sit there to think about something again.

He thought of a few things, but he wouldn't know if they were good ideas or not.