OMAKE:
Battle for the Title of 'Bishi-Gami' and the Deal!!
"You damned fool! May I remind you that you are technically an old man, while I will forever retain my stunning bishi looks? So that makes me HELLSING's 'God of Bishi'!!"
"Alucard, you're nothing more than HELLSING's resident bitch and Integra's whipping boy. I am HELLSING's 'Bishi-Gami', whether old or young. Accept it!"
Both 'Bishi Gods' whipped out their weapons; Alucard had his Cassul aimed squarely at young Walter's forehead while the latter had his garrottes around the vampyre's entire body, including his gun too.
"Boys," said the author amiably, rushing up to separate them before they could mar those striking bishi features, "You're both HELLSING's 'Gods of Bishi' or 'Bishi-Gami' or whatever you title you wish. Now put away those lovely weapons of carnage and follow me, my scrumptious Undead slaying hotties… "
This time both 'Bishi-Gamis' gave a very creeped-out look to Angie. Who shrugged, grabbed both by the hand and proceeded dragging a kicking and screaming Alucard and young Walter towards her bedroom…
"OI!!" Growled a voice. They all turned around: a fuming Integra stood before them. Alucard and young Walter looked relieved at the sudden turn of events, while the author sighed at her miserable luck. "WHAT THE HELL(SING) DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! THEY BELONG TO THE LADY OF THE HOUSE: ME!!"
"Oh don't be a greedy-guts 'Gra!" Protested Angie mightily. "Alright here: have Alucard. He can give you another stimulating bath time. You really seem to need it."
A pause.
"Hmmn, that's true. Alright then: I keep Alucard." Young Walter began to show signs of panic; Alucard was grinning triumphantly. "But he can't make a decent cup of tea like Walter can!"
"Okay, okay, FINE! Monday to Wednesday: you have Walter and I have Alucard. Thursday to Saturday we swap. Sundays we halve the day: Saturday midnight to Sunday noon Alucard's with me and you can have Walter. Sunday noon to midnight Monday we swap again. You follow me?" Nods all around. "Good. Now whaddya say, 'Gra? We got a deal? Yay or Nay?"
"Deal." And both ladies shook the other's hand. Now being a Saturday, Integra led (an eager) Alucard to her stately bathroom. Which left young Walter with the author, who gave him a shy smile. Walter shrugged (he seemed resigned to his fate), smiled wickedly back at her as he picked Angie up and sprinted to her bedroom…