Diary of A Hellsing Butler
Sapphirewyren
April 4th 1986
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing
Author's Notes: This was inspired by a chat on Discord. Enjoy
April 4th 1986
They were at it again. Sir Arthur had asked Miss Integra to tidy up her room countless times, however, she ignored him.
"Integra, how many times do I have to tell you, clean your room and make your bed?" sighed Sir Arthur.
"You wouldn't have to, if you asked Walter to do it instead. Isn't that what you pay him for?" retorted Miss Integra.
Where had she gotten that attitude? Her father was not happy; "I do not like that tone you're taking, young lady. You have to learn responsibility. Walter can't always clean up after you."
July 16th 1997
Today Sir Integra was late in waking up, so I went to her room to make sure she was alright. Imagine my surprise at seeing the state of her room! It was pig sty! Clothes littered the floor and all the furniture. There were paper and books all over the place. And cigar butts and ashes coated everything. How does she live in this!? It's a miracle that she herself is not filthy. Oh bloody hell, did I just step on a bra? Are those dishes? I swear if I see a tampon, I'm going to bat shit mad! It was hard to find Sir Integra under the piles of clothes and blankets. When I was finally able to wake her up, I gave her a piece of my mind on the state of her room. Her response was; "Cleaning is your job, it's what I pay you to do. I can't do both of our jobs."
*Sigh* Guess I better get the broom.
