Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Hellsing. But if I did, I'm sure there'd be some fellow fangirls planning my murder, so I suppose it's all for the best. I'm not making any profit (obviously) but if you really want my $4.78, then I suppose you can have it...
Author's notes: You guys are ready to kill me, aren't you? I'm really sorry about this what... 3 week long break i took _ oops... well, I had a lot of homework and then I lost my notebook with all my hellsing stuff in in (including my outline for this fic) which made it very hard to write. But, the work is done and the book is found.
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Integra was wearing her red flannal pajamas, gloves, and socks and was huddle undernearth 4 or 5 blankets, but she was still cold. It was around this time of the year that she cursed her family for being so far from the equator.
It was late November, the time of the year which always brought London terrible storms and single digit temperatures. Integra hated November with a vengance. She'd had Walter crank the heater all the up until it could get no hotter, but she was sure that once she had gone to bed, he'd turned it down to lower their monthly costs.
"Hellsing is an expensive organization." Walter would say, "We have a lot of strange and extravagant expenses, whenever we can save money, we do."
Stupid cheap, Walter. Yeah, let's be cheap so Integra Hellsing can freeze to death...Oh, I'll show you! The heater is just down in the basement, I can go turn it up myself. Who cares about the expenses if we're too dead pay them.
Integra gathered up all the blankets around her into a large caccoon and slid out of her bed. The blankets made it hard for her to walk very fast, so she ended up waddling down the hallways and stairs to the basement.
When Integra stepped off the stairs and onto the basement floor, she shrieked quietly to herself and fell backwards on to the steps.
"Damn, that's cold!! I should have brought some slippers or something... Now what do I do?"
Integra sat on the steps and re-gathered her blankets into a caccoon while she thought about her next step.
When Integra was about to give up and go back to bed and curse Walter for the rest of the night, she heard the quiet but steady patter of footsteps. She figured it had to be Alucard, only he would be up this late.
I'll just wait here for him and then he can carry me to the heater, turn it up, and then go back to bed.
Integra sat on the steps waiting for Alucard and looking in the direction that the walking noise was coming in. She was looking up in the place she expected his head to be, but when the walking stopped, he wasn't there. She was greatly puzzled and started to lower her head. And then Integra Hellsing was looking into the six blood red eyes of Alucard the Hellhound.
Integra put her head in her hands while Alucard kept standing by the wall. She really didn't like it when he was a hellhound- it was just super creepy. The six eyes, fangs, evil look- all of it just painted the picture of the exact kind of dog you would never want to meet. And yet Integra Hellsing had the great honor of being the master to the world's evilest, most bloodthirsty dog ever.
Alucard walked over to Integra and sat down next to her on the steps.
"I hate you so much it's not even funny, Alucard."
He looked at her, even though she still had her head in her hands. Integra figured that he couldn't understand since he just snuggled up closer to her. Integra pushed him away and angrily walked back to her room. The fact that it was still cold didn't help Integra calm down either.
Integra fell back into her bed, screamed into her pillow and then re-arranged the blankets so she could sleep. She was about to fall asleep when a large, heavy object was thrown onto her legs. She sat up cursing, trying to kick it and swatting at the hellhound which now looked quite comfortable
"I'm going to find a way to kill you, I swear, Alucard! Now get the hell of me!"
The hellhound didn't move.
Integra tried to push him off onto the floor, but he was too heavy and there was nothing she could do to get him to move.
"C'mon, Alucard! Get off me! You're cutting off the circulation to my legs!"
The hellhound perked up at the slight mention of blood.
"Move!!"
He looked at her for a moment before stepping off her legs, and settling down next to her with his head on her stomach.
Integra grabbed him by the hair on his nap and tried to pull of over her and off the bed, but he just pulled in the other direction as strongly as her. She tried grabbing his ears, but he would nip and snap if she got too close.
Integra was tried and couldn't find anyway to get the hellhound off her bed. She poked Alucard in the side until he looked up.
"Don't pee on my Alucard or I'll have your I'll cram garlic and Holy Water down your throat."
Integra pulled the blankets up close and finally fell asleep.
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The next day when Integra got home from school, she went right up to her room to change into something warmer than her school uniform and start on her homework. Integra put her books down on her desk, and picked up a small piece of paper with "Integra" written on the front. The handwriting was legible, but only barely, and scratchy looking. Integra turned the paper over, read the message and laughed quietly to herself before putting her in her desk drawer. All the message said was "I was cold."