It was roughly 11 PM, like your father's you were very much a night owl, you wouldn't get tired so easily and due to Will wanting to try cooking for you and Hannibal tonight. A kitchen fire had broken out. It led to Hannibal dreading but making the takeout order, yet you enjoyed your once in a lifetime chicken nugget meal

Now it was time for Hannibal and Will to start the chicken chase with you and your bedtime routine, you loved routine yes. But that didn't mean you didn't get distracted by every little thing along the way, before Will could get you to the bathroom you had stopped to tell Winston about your meal and how wonderful it was. As cute as it was, Will was exhausted. Hannibal was currently in his room, putting on his usual formal but silk pajamas, the man had a taste for fashion even in his sleep.

Hannibal had walked by the bathroom to use the restroom when he spotted you sitting on the counter, toothbrush in your mouth, biting the bristles rather than brushing your teeth with them due to the satisfying crunch it was producing for you, he also saw an exhausted Will holding onto the handle and asking you over and over to let him brush you teeth so he could get you and himself in bed.

Hannibal: "Is she trying to eat it again?" Hannibal asks while walking over to the toilet and during his business

You looked over hearing the tinkling sound and Will gently pushed or guided your side of your face back towards the mirror and you hummed, making small sounds as you finally gave up the toothbrush

Will: "I don't think there is a night where she doesn't bite it..." Will says producing a long sigh while putting paste onto the brush and starting to brush your teeth while you tugged at Will's hair