"Alucard, I'm hungry." Integra bounced slightly, hands held behind her back as she peered up at the vampire. Way, way up. She admired his tallness at important times in her life, and this was one of those times. He could reach those very high cabinets that she was unable to.
"And master, what would you desire?" The question was delivered, or rather forced, through clenched teeth. He'd been left as babysitter once again for the girl, and he really didn't relish what was inevitable. She was at one of those ages where she could eat everything in sight, and Walter had a hard time keeping things in the kitchen for a growing teenager. Alucard had never known in all of his five hundred years that a girl weighing one hundred twenty pounds soaking wet could put away as much food as she could. Even in his human life he'd never eaten as much as she did.
"I think I want some of that eggplant casserole that Walter makes. It's my favorite, Alucard, can you make it?"
The vampire smirked. She was only nice lately when she wanted something, and he figured she had to be awfully hungry for asking instead of ordering him around. "Does he have a recipe lying around?"
"Uhm…" She placed a finger to her lips and peered around at the cabinets. "I'm not quite so sure, but he puts eggplant and cheese in it. I thought you were old. How come you don't know how to make it?"
"Because I am not a cook, master. I make tea and I make toast. I've never made an eggplant casserole, muchless anything else that is remotely edible other than those previous items that were mentioned. Are you sure that you don't want some toast and some tea? I'm frightened that I may poison you with my cooking."
"But I'm HUNGRY. I don't want toast! Though yes, make me some tea. Look around, he probably has the recipe somewhere." And with that, the girl twirled around and wandered back out of the kitchen, leaving an Alucard with a twitching eye standing there in the middle of chairs and pots and pans.
"Master… Why do you test me so? Do you want me to be a bad servant, master? Why do you put temptation in front of me and then expect me to not reach out and grab it?" He turned and searched through the refrigerator for…what was it called? Oh yes, that vile produce called 'eggplant'. He'd hated it as a human and hated it now. Just because it was purple. He pulled two out and smacked them down on the counter, making a few of the soft seeds shoot out of the ends with the force of the blow. "Master wants this, master wants that, master has to have this, master has to have that." Alucard pulled a knife from a nearby drawer, starting to chop.
Neglected his fingers were in the way.
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"Alucard, where are you?" She stopped as she spotted a speck of blood on the counter, stared at it. She looked over at the oven, noting that it was on. She smelled cheese and spices cooking, so as a habit, she wandered over and grasped the handle to peer in. When she opened the oven door, however, cheese did not meet her vision. She released a shriek that could have made a banshee cover its ears as she spotted a singed face, black with burned flesh. The eyeballs were missing and a sinister smile cracked the cooked skin upon the corpse's face.
"Sorry master!" He jerked up two sticks from the middle of the bubbling cheese, sending a renewed smell of burning flesh through the kitchen. "I forgot my fingers in the casserole and had to retrieve them! Help me reattach?"
Integra shrieked and turned, running straight out of the kitchen. Alucard followed, waving fingers in air, begging for help as his singed flesh flaked off into the floor.