Alucard's Familiar: "He asked me what I wanted for Christmas, and I didn't answer him, instead reversing the question onto him. He didn't answer either, and it went back and forth for a while, neither giving a straight answer. This is a Christmas gift to Degan because, hell, this joke needed to be written and published…since he had this song stuck in my head for weeks!"
Seras: "Alucard's Familiar doesn't own Hellsing, or anything involving Fleetwood Mac."
Alucard's Familiar: "It's Christmas Eve, and the Hellsing crew has either had too much eggnog, or they're really damned bored. Hope you like, pure humor. If you flame me, well, I don't really care."
(Quick note: Got the music, "Don't Stop" by Fleetwood Mac? This is The Dance version, and the lyrics are muddled a little due to added text, but listening to the song while reading it adds to the fun!)
Don't Stop
Integra laughed as the last of the music echoed out through the ballroom. It had been a dare between the soldiers and Seras, one she had at first objected to, but now was finding it highly amusing. The singing of mindless Christmas songs on Christmas Eve all for the fun of it. It had seemed pointless, but as the night had progressed, it had only gotten sillier.
Each group had been told to pick a song, and have it ready to be sung on Christmas Eve. They had to provide their own music, and they had to sing it themselves. The music could have varied from karaoke to live instruments, and each group had pulled it off rather well, but none had had the guts to break out real instruments, all preferring karaoke to the thought of mangling instruments. That was, until it was time for them to get on.
Walter had taken the liberty of picking their song, and after listening to the rest of the soldiers sing crazy Christmas songs or tried to pull off a tavern song, they new they would in the dare.
What was the losers punishment then you ask? Why all of them had to drink a half gallon of eggnog laced in boos in less than thirty seconds.
"Ready?" Walter asked as he stood by her.
"Yes, but I might laugh through the whole song," Integra smiled as she stood. The festivities of Christmas always put her in a lighter mood, it even had the same affect on Alucard, making him giddy and silly. Mostly it was the snow, but he enjoyed the holiday just about as much as everyone else.
"Then we'll have to push you under the mistletoe and see how many suitors you get," Walter said and Integra stopped laughing, reverting the sound to a disgusted noise and Walter chuckled. "Let's go, the stage is clear."
Alucard appeared on the stage first, tuning a red guitar while Seras pushed out a drum-set for Walter. The butler was busy helping Integra set up the stand for the electric keyboard, which she was holding propped up against her shoulder. The stand was finally secured and Integra set the instrument down and turned it on, tuning it with a dial in the back.
Walter went over to the drum-set and began to warm up, playing on each drum to make sure it sounded right while Seras fiddled with her amp to get her bass guitar working.
I still can't believe you're doing this, Integra mind-spoke the vampire who was currently going through a few cords on his guitar.
And why not? Most of those fools down there are too drunk to know what they are looking at anyways. And besides, I enjoy a little fun now and again just like you humans do, Alucard said. "Ready?"
"Yep," Seras said as she kicked over a large cardboard sheet with the name of their song on it. 'Don't Stop, by Fleetwood Mac.' It got the whole room roaring with laughter and applause.
Walter ticked off a beat and Integra started off, the cords on the piano melding together with the soon added guitar and drum beat. Integra looked over at Alucard as he pulled the microphone stand over with his foot and started off the first verse.
"If you wake up and don't want to smile, if it takes just a little while. Open your eyes and look at the day. You'll see things in a different way!" He grinned as the room full of soldiers began to get up and dance like drunken idiots. They didn't care, it was fun.
"Don't, stop, thinking about tomorrow. Don't, stop, it'll soon be here. It'll be, better than before, cause yesterday's gone, yesterdays gone," Alucard busted into a short solo before Integra took her turn as vocalist.
"Why not think about times to come? And not about the things that you've done. If your life was bad to you, well just think what tomorrow will do," she smiled to herself, pleased at how she had sounded.
"So don't, stop, thinking about tomorrow. Don't, stop, it'll soon be here. It'll be, better than before, cause yesterday's gone, yesterdays gone!" They harmonized well with one another, which only added to them winning.
Alucard again threw out a solo on his guitar, pulling off his version of the moonwalk before they all joined in again.
"All I want is to see you smile, if it takes just a little while. I know you don't, believe that it's true. I never meant any harm to you," by now, the whole room with in an up roar, eggnog and whatever other liquid beverage they had was being poured and thrown all over the place. Integra would have yelled at them then and there, but right now, she didn't even care.
"Don't stop, thinking about tomorrow. Don't stop, it'll soon be here. It'll be, better than before, cause yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone." They laughed before repeating the chorus again. "Don't, stop, thinking about tomorrow. Don't stop…"
"It'll soon be here yeah yeah!" Alucard dove into his short solo and the rest of them smiled and laughed.
"It'll be, better than before, cause yesterday's gone, yesterdays gone. Wooooo, don't you look back. Woooooo, don't you look back."
"Don't you look back," Integra smirked at Alucard.
"Woooooo, don't you look back."
"Woooooo, don't you look back."
"Yeah yeah yeah," Alucard beat into the microphone, nearly knocking it over.
From there on then, it was mostly Alucard ripping out evil solos, but ever so often you could hear something come off the keyboard. Through it all, they laughed and had a good time, Alucard pulling off dorky dance moves while slipping Integra from the keyboard and getting her to dance with him.
"Those guys will be feeling it tomorrow," Integra snickered as Alucard put his hands on her arms while he danced behind her, allowing Walter and Seras to keep the beat going while Pip came up and stole the guitar. The witty soldier prodded Seras up into dancing with him and, mindful the cords, they had a nice little silly dance next to Alucard and Integra.
But finally, as all good things do, the music and dancing came to an end, and Integra watched with much amusement on her face as all of her soldiers downed a whole half gallon of eggnog in less than thirty seconds. Most made it, but others choked and threw up while other just dumped it on themselves and passed out.
"Can we do this more often?" Seras asked later as they were putting stuff away and the maids were cleaning up the ballroom of spilled drinks.
"Only if we don't get the men as drunk as we did tonight," Walter said. "This night will put them completely out of commission tomorrow."
"Yes, but it was a change wasn't it?" Seras asked as she looked over hopefully and the Hellsing leader as she closed the case to the keyboard.
"Maybe, depends on what it is, when, and whether we can kick the soldiers asses again," Integra said with a mischievous grin.
"Can we do another Fleetwood Mac song?" Seras asked. "Like My Little Demon?"
Integra looked over her shoulder at Alucard, who was busy restringing his guitar after Pip had snapped two of the strings. "What do you think? Does a demon like you want to do that?"
"As long as that creepy little red head doesn't touch my guitar, I'll do whatever you want," Alucard said as he tightened one of the strings.
"He's not creepy, just a little overenthusiastic," Seras defended the leader of the Wild Geese.
"Well, tell the overly enthusiastic human to get his own guitar!" Alucard said as he placed his in its case. He popped the case into one of his storage dimensions before disappearing through a wall.
The three left in the room stared at one another for a moment before busying themselves with cleaning once again. Seras stopped and studied something over Integra's head. "Uh Sir, don't look now, but someone has just played a very nasty trick on you."
Integra looked up and felt herself shudder. Mistletoe hung over her head from a string connected to a place she couldn't see.
"Master, under the mistletoe, this is an opportunity that shall not passed up," Alucard grinned.
"Alucard!" Integra shouted before his lips claimed hers.
Shouts a giggles floated up to the two people sitting high in the rafters, one was holding a small rod with a string attached to it while the other held a camera out over them, snapping pictures.
"T'is the season for giving," Degan grinned.
"Yes, giving them hell," Alucard's Familiar said as she pulled up rod and detached the plant, letting it fall to the ground.
"Eggnog?" Degan offered her a glass.
She took it with a smirk, "Cheers!" And they both drank while watching the Hellsing Mistress tried in vain to detach the red clad vampire from her person.
OOOO
Alucard's Familiar: "So out of character it's nauseating yes, but hell, the holidays, and the use of alcohol, can make even the stiffest person in the world become flexible. You flame this, and I won't give a damn. It was pure fun, purely retarded for those who go only for IC, and complete amusement for whom this was a gift for. IT'S YOUR FAULT DEGAN AND YOU KNOW IT! (Grin) Happy Holidays!"
