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"Yeah?" Hannibal’s eyes flicked over the woman and he lifted his chin slightly, eyebrows rising. "Fine." He agreed finally, crossing his arms over his chest. "You pick the venue."

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Nearly three weeks after returning home, Hannibal had to go on a bit of a business trip. It would last about a week and Zombi didn't have to come so he had her stay at the house with Gwen as a 'just-in-case'. Told her to plan the wedding some, and left her enough money to start sorting things out and maybe but a few well needed items for it. He left on Saturday night and returned early that next Saturday. He would have been home Sunday, but he saw an opportunity to get home early and he took it. With no texts or call, he stepped into the home, telling Zombi-- who was reading in his big chair-- she could head back home. Looking at his clock, it was almost 12:30. He could easily go to bed and still not wake up too tired. He left his bags down there and walked up the stairs quietly, into his dark bedroom, looking his jacket and shoes along the way, and crawling into bed with her.

One of his favorite places happened to be a little metal bending shop on the south side port in the earth kingdom. A young lady worked there and always was nice to him no matter what she had heard about him—at least that’s what he thought. He came often for commissions and to trade metals with her. Like he was planning to do right now, walking into her shop and a cloth bag of meteor bits for her.

It had been at least a few hours ago and Hannibal couldn't be happier. As much fun as being a normal man, he liked being his good old self. He had showered and shave the stubble he had let grow over the last two weeks of his vacation and was half dressed in a suit-- slacks and a vest-top. He put his earring back in and put on his usually rings.

"Gwen that is wonderful news!" He grinned. "That's amazing to hear...I wonder what made them change their minds? Oh this is just fantastic!"