Disclaimer- I own nada of Hellsing.
Seras was bored. Not just your regular old bored way. Extremely, tiresomely ,enough-to-make-you-want-to-see-if-you-can-really-dig-to-China way. There were no missions tonight, the same had been true for the last week. Seras didn't really enjoy the missions, but they did give her something to do. At the moment she was laying in her coffin, tryng to fall alseep. Perhaps I could help out Walter with something. Yes , of course why didn't I think of that sooner? Happily climbing out, she began her search for the Hellsing retainer.
She found him in the kitchen, cleaning out the large wooden shelves.
" Walter?"
"Yes, Miss Victoria?"
"Do you mind if I helped out? I need something to do."
"Of course not. The cookbooks in the shelf next to the fridge need to be arranged. Alphabetically would be prefered."
"No problem." Suddenly she felt somewhat daunted , for the cabinet he talked about was larger the rest by far. She opened up the cabinet, and sighed. There was at least 30 cookbooks and every one was as four inches thick. " This is going to take a while Seras sighed, biting her lip.
Four hours later.
Seras was tired and covered in dust. Only one more damned cookbook. As she reached to put in the shelf, a small slip of paper fell out. She put the book on the shelf and picked up the paper.
"Walter?"
"Yes?"
"Do we have all the items? I have an idea."
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Alucard couldn't find his feldging. She had shut off their mind link and was nowhere to be found. Finally he gave up and went to the kitchen to get a blood pack. When he reached the fridge there was a note taped to the door
Master,
Come my room for a little surpise.
Seras.