AN: I do not own Hellsing nor any of the characters therein. Some of my ideas imply heavy OOC. What happens when Seras Victoria gets bored? She doesn't know what to do, so she goes around asking others what they do when they get bored…my attempt at humour in an otherwise very dark story. Enjoy.
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Ex-police officer Seras Victoria sighed.
Two weeks after her Master had gone berserk and used her for target practise she was hit by yet another boredom spell.
It simply wasn't fair. She had only been a vampire for a few months, she couldn't be bored with eternity yet! After all, she wasn't even old yet…
OLD!! That was it!
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Walter was sitting at his desk looking at some files. Sir Integra had sent them down hours ago, with orders to find some information on a new vampire whom they were watching very carefully to see if it was a threat.
Turning a page he spotted the door opening out of the corner of his eye.
Probably Sir Integra, he thought and tried to look like he was busy.
"Excuse me?" the voice did not belong to said Hellsing leader. Walter met the crimson eyes of the Hellsing organisation's new recruit.
"Good evening, Miss Victoria, what can I do for you?" he paused, gesturing to the papers around him. "I am quite busy, but I am sure that if I can help you, I will."
"Well, busy is actually my problem."
"Hmmm?"
"I'm not."
"Miss Victoria?"
"I'm bored, sir. I can't think of anything to do."
"Interesting predicament."
"What do you do?"
"Pardon me?"
"What would you do if you were bored?"
"Well, I…" Walter considered. Visions of him lying on a beach with several bikini-clad women, all vaguely resembling Sir Integra and Seras Victoria in one way or another, filled his head.
"I…suppose I would be just…reading." he finished weakly.
"Oh." she sagged visibly.
"I'm not a very…interesting person…" he tried to explain, flushing slightly.
"Well, I suppose it can't be helped…" Seras Victoria looked sad.
"Well, m'dear, why don't you help me with this?" he held up the folder.
"Uh, no thank you. I'm not really very good at dealing with paperwork…" she left the room, feeling slightly ill.
Having the ability to see others' thoughts is definitely not as nice as it's supposed to be… she thought to herself.
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Next chapter: Interlude: Sale at the Midnight Mall!