TheDoktorsin

*Copyright: The characters of Hannibal Lector, Clarice Starling, Jack Crawford, Ardelia Mapp etc. are owned by Thomas Harris. I only borrowed them to tell a story. No infringement was intended.*

The Doktor's in! by Mythe

CASE 1: BOB ZOMBIE

The office was lavishly decorated with expensive artwork and such. Bookshelves surrounded the room and were stocked with volumes of leather bound books and journals. An antique desk sat in the corner of the room along with a leather swivel back chair. A comfy leather chair with a footstool sat next to a matching sofa in the center of the room.

Hannibal stood next to the window and silently gazed out into the late afternoon sky. Brown contacts hid his maroon eyes. His hair now had been dyed black and he sported a goatee.

Clarice Starling sat behind large oak desk and silently read, 'Even Psychos need Love'. Her hair was cut short and dyed blond. Her sapphire eyes glanced over at their only remaining patient of the day. A lone zombie holding a large blow-up doll sat in the empty waiting room. She was in the process of turning the next page when the intercom beeped on and her partner spoke up.

HANNIBAL Clarice dear, can you please send in my next patient?

CLARICE (grinning) Sure Doktor.

Mr. Zombie was whispering something inaudible into the doll's ear.

CLARICE Bob, Doktor Lector is ready for you.

BOB (rises to his feet with the doll in hand) Thanks Clarice

CLARICE (gesturing to chair nearby) If you'd like to leave Sami Jo here, I'll be happy to keep her company.

BOB You're a darlin' Clarice (sits the doll down) I might add that you look good enough to eat.

CLARICE (hides the grin behind the book) I bet you say that to all the ladies.

The door opened and the Zombie stumbled in. His flesh rotting and he reeked of death. Maggots slithered over his potted skin as worms dangled from his grayish skin. A swarm of flies seemed to circle him as he plopped onto the sofa.

HANNIBAL Hello Bob, how are you this fine afternoon?

BOB (placed a hand to his forehead) I'm falling apart. (finger falls off) I lost two last week and you don't want to know what fell of last night.

HANNIBAL Do tell.

BOB A man's family jewels mean a lot to him. (rolls eyes) Sami Jo is so going to be mad. It's bad enough that our love life is dead but it's going to kill her that her man lost her favorite-

HANNIBAL (turns around) Sami Jo is the talking blow-up doll?

BOB SHHHH!!! She's real I'm telling you. She has feelings you know.

HANNIBAL My apologies.

BOB A good woman is SO hard to come by these days.

HANNIBAL True.

BOB Sami Jo is the only person that I know that treats me like a human being.

HANNIBAL (raises a questioning brow) But you're a zombie.

BOB (hushes) SHHH! Sami Jo doesn't know that yet.

HANNIBAL Wouldn't it be wise to tell her an important fact such as that?

BOB Well, no.

HANNIBAL Is she that naïve?

BOB She's slow at times but I love her anyway. Even when she started leaking… (thinks back to that horrid day) A nightmare I tell ya. I had to keep blowing and blowing. I swore that my lips almost fell off. I believe I punctured a lung because of it.

HANNIBAL How did it make you feel?

BOB (thinks hard) That duck tape doesn't patch up lungs very well.

HANNIBAL (finally turns around) You don't say huh?

BOB (eyes glaze over) BRAINS…let me eat your BRAINS!!!

HANNIBAL (picks up a stun gun) I do believe that this session is now over.

BOB (notices the gun and quickly shakes it off) I'm so sorry Doc…I didn't mean-

HANNIBAL It's quite alright, Bob.

BOB (slowly rises) Same time next week?

HANNIBAL (nods) Yes. You have a good evening now.

CASE 2: MICHAEL MYERS

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