“Hello Hannibal,” Chilton greeted his initially-patient-turned-adopted-son as he came through the front door. Barney had recently started babysitting Hannibal while Chilton was managing the institution, they could manage with one less nurse. He had asked Barney to leave a little early, as he had a surprise for Hannibal.
“Sorry I’m late, I uh, stopped on my way home and picked something up, I think you’ll like it,”
Out in the garage, tied to the top of the car, was a Christmas tree Chilton had picked out. In the back of the car were boxes of ornaments, as he hadn’t owned any. @eaten-by-bears0rz