3rd floor common room; Monday afternoon

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Chuck was extremely glad to find to wake up to find the school gremlin-free (aside from the usual ones, that is) and took advantage of the quiet and being up earlyish by eating in the common room for once. He grabbed a bowl of cereal since that was the extent of his culinary abilities and settled down in front of the TV.

Was there anything on during the day that didn't involve a bunch of women crying over some book Oprah recommended?

[Open of course]

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"Okay then," he said. "But I get to pick what you wear. The entire outfit."

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Hannibal paused and took a moment to think about this. "Fine but make it modern or I have the chance to veto. No bell bottoms or shag or something like that."

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Chuck rolled his eyes. "I promise I won't pick anything that I wouldn't wear myself."

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"All right, deal," Hannibal said, nodding. "You pick, I wear."

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"Oh, and I don't have to tell you that you have to go out in public in the suit, right?" he asked. "It'll be the same rules as the kilt thing."

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"I figured." God, this could be so bad. He just had to have faith that Chuck wouldn't be evil...

...God, this was going to be bad.

"I'll go out in public, I promise."

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Chuck smirked. "Good. I'll look around my closet for ideas and then I'll get back to you."

This should be good.

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"I'll be around." And idly dreading this whole thing. He got into such trouble with challenges.