Alucard's Familiar: "It's 6:30am, I've had maybe eight hours of sleep in the passed 48 hours of my life, 10 of them spent wrapping and baking all yesterday. So I get to write this now! (Grin) Sorry if it's amazingly crappy, but, well, yeah you get it."

I wonder if they make disclaimer bumper stickers…

In Where They Get Their Revenge

Integra stood on the balcony and watched as the stars twinkled back at her. Her mind wandered back to the two strangest events that had occurred through the passed two chapters, and began to plot.

"City interesting?" Alucard asked as he appeared, rubbing his head.

"Still drunk?" Integra asked, ignoring his question.

"No, but I think I have the equivalent to a hangover," he answered as he came to lean against the balcony rail next to her.

"If you feel the need to vomit, do it that way," Integra pointed away from herself and over the balcony.

"I do believe I will be able to keep from doing that," Alucard said darkly. "You humans are the ones who do it to yourselves intentionally, I don't see what's so much fun about getting drunk."

"Neither do I," Integra muttered as she stuck her hands in her pockets. Her hand brushed against something and she yanked it out. She grinned at what she found. "Feel like getting a little revenge?"

"Does it involve guns and explosive rounds?" Alucard asked.

"No," Integra said as she turned and walked off briskly.

"Well what fun is revenge if there isn't?" Alucard asked as he started after her, disappearing into the shadows to bicker with her as they went.

Both Degan and Alucard's Familiar pull themselves up to hang on the balcony rail and watch them leave.

"Can't be good," Alucard's Familiar said.

"Uh-uh," he agreed with a shake of his head.

"Should have kept that…" she mumbled as she began to regret what they had done in the first chapter.

"Or burnt it," Degan put in.

She nodded, then felt the hair on the back of her neck stand straight up. She took a peek above them and scrunched her eyes closed. "Don't look up."

"Too late," he said, his head tilted upwards.

"So, can't take what you dish out eh?" Integra asked as she grinned at them.

"Usually authors don't stick themselves in the story line just so they can get laughed at either," Alucard's Familiar said.

"Nah ah, this isn't just for what you did for the past to chapters," Integra said. "This is for Love Forbidden, Life Bond, you know, all those things that were positively humiliating?"

"Why am I getting stuck with this then?" Degan asked.

"You're co-authoring with her," Integra grinned. "Walked into it."

Both AF and Degan looked up at the mistletoe hanging above them, then looked over as Alucard shoved their ladder away from the balcony, watching it gleefully smash into the ground.

"So I guess you can't get down," Integra said. "And if you move, you get to get kissed by Alucard, who is currently sucking on a piece of onion."

Both AF and Degan turned green. Then they looked at the mistletoe again and at one another, "EW!"

"Well it's either that or onion breath, and we'll let you up once you've decided," Integra said as she leaned back against the not Santa Claus.

Red as Alucard's coat, both authors looked at one another, leaning in closer, and closer, until…

OOOO

Alucard's Familiar: (Slams book shut with a mighty bang) "THE END!"

Seras: "Aw, I was going to get a picture of that."

Alucard's Familiar: "Nah ah, by the way, I got Degan's okay before writing that. He thought it was funny, but he doesn't know how I was going to text it. Just wanted to tell you guys that before you start shouting stupid sexual things at me like I know a few of you will. Reviews appreciated, but again, if you flame this, I don't care, and you can shove up your… (Laughs) I'm not that rude. Happy Holidays all! And Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!"