The Doll
I don't own Hellsing!
Summary: In the room under the base Walter found the toy box from hell and not only that a doll, that had all of his fetchers, that is made by The Captain Hans, plus Walter has to wear a dress!
Walter woke up and saw Hans trying to fix his gun, however he was failing miserably. The butler took pity on him and got up to ask the wolf-man if he needs help. "Hey mutt, need help!" He asked unkindly.
Hans' red eyes grow big with joy and nodded. Walter on the other kissed his teeth at the wolf-man for acting like a cute puppy ever since he dragged him down to the toy box from hell.
Walter sat down on the floor next to Hans "give it here then!" He growled.
Hans gave the gun to Walter with a smile, but the butler tired to take no notices of it Damn! Stupid mutt, trying to act cute!
Walter inspected the gun and that it was beginning to rust, the butler sighed "this gun is useless!" He gave the gun back to the wolf-man which looked very, very sad.
The stronger man then looked at Walter with watering puppy-dog eyes. Walter tried to ignore it, but Hans then wrapped his arms around the butler's waste to the point where Walter had the most horrible site…
He could see The Captain with dog ears and a fluffy white tail.
The butler hissed that site, however it was telling Walter to look at how cute the mutt looked. They planed this all along! Bloody Nazi, teaching their men to be so…to be so…this! As Walter is a very prideful teen, he couldn't face facts and say that his mind is playing tricks on him.
Shoving the wolf man off him Walter took a deep breath and let it out painfully trying not to look at the other man "get me the materials I need and I'll make you a new gun." The worst thing was that the butler new that if Hellsing found out that he made weapons for the enemy he'll get more then just a slapped wrist.
Hans whipped away his tears and nodded with a smile, also, without realising it, Walter smiled.
The Captain pulled down the trapped door with an empty sack over his shoulder and waved go bye to Walter as he made his way up to the surface leaving the teen alone with the doll.
The butler always wondered about the doll and began to touch the wood "it's so smooth!" Walter couldn't help but to admire the workmanship that's that the mutt put into it, even if it was meant to him.
Walter stood up and heard creek noise coming from under the rocking chair "a-a trap door!" when the butler laid eyes on the trap door the only thing that was going through his mined is how much he was starting to hate them, plus how careless Hans was by not chaining him up again. The butler moved the rocking chair so he could open the door, He was then hit with the sent of blood and rotting corpses however it didn't bother him that much because he was use to such stench. "Hopefully this is a way out of this shit-hole!" He jumped into the trap door which fleet like an endless pit until he finally hit the ground safely.
He brushed the dirt off himself and looked around him but it was too dark so he felt around to see if he could find a switch. "Ah! Found it!" Walter grabbed hole of a handle and pulled it down lights came on, but regretted it when he saw what was around him…
A/N: I'm sorry, but this is just the perfect way to end this chapter!