Twelve Years
Year Nine
Cooking?Cooking!:
"No Nymph...NO DON'T DO THAT!" Smoker rapped the girl's knuckles with the wooden ladle for the fifth time that day.
"Aw c'mon Smo," She said while examining her damaged knuckles. "You shouldn't be so harsh."
"Urusai baka! You asked me to teach you how to cook! So suck it up!"
Understanding the command in the boy's native tongue, she sighed and resumed chopping vegetables. Smoker had a rigid, calm composure normally, but when it came to certain issues such as cooking or his little sister Tashigi, his fury raged like the fire in the deepest pits of HELL. His fury was almost equal to that of her mother's. Sometimes, she almost regretted acutally asking for cooking lessons. But every time she did, she remembered how her mother, fuming and worn out after a tough day would give a weak yet honest smile after smelling something she cooked. It made her want to cook more, and have more unofficial lessons from her classmate.
While running the knife through some green bell peppers, her classmate Ace whispered in her ear.
"Don't worry, you're doing fine. You've picked this up really fast. So just relax. And remember, he's still wearing that pink frilly apron."
Nymph shot a glance over to the albino. Ace was right. On top of the collared forest green shirt he normally wore, he was wearing a pink frilly apron with the words "Kiss the Cook" on the front pocket. She looked back at Ace, and then they both burst into a laughing fit.
"HEY! WHAT'RE YOU TWO LAUGHING ABOUT?! GET THOSE VEGETABLES CHOPPED!"
"Yes mommy." Ace smirked.
"PORTGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSS!!" Smoker yelled and commenced chasing the said boy around the kitchen. Ace smirked and ran around the room so fast all you could see was one black and pale blur, and a gray blur chasing the former. Nymph clutched her stomach to make sure she would laugh it out while watching the two boys chase each other.
"ONE DAY PORTGAS!! ONE OF THESE DAYS!!"
"One of these days what?" Smoker quickly grabbed Ace by the collar and replied,
"One of these days, you're going to clean up the mess you made in my kitchen." Their wild goose chase turned the kitchen into the aftermath of a hurricane. "And I think that day is today."
Ace looked around with guilty eyes. "Gomen Taisa-kun."
Smoker gave Ace a smile. "It's okay. C'mon, I'll even help you clean up."
"HEY!" Both boys turned their heads abruptly towards Nymphadora. "NO MUSHY GUSHY MOMENTS IN MY STORY!"
"Your story?! Who said this was your story?" Ace snapped back.
"Well, apparently the author and all our lovely loyal reviewers and readers!!"
"So? We can still have a mushy-gushy AU character moment in here!"
"No we can't!!"
"Why not!?"
"This story is about me, and Hellsing you nitwits!! If you two want a mushy-gushy moment, go to some over-obsessed yaoi fangirl!!"
Smoker and Ace cringed in fear. "YAOI?!"
"Yes, no yaoi is tolerated in this story. Well...at least between two twelve-year old boys. That is just sick. Age of consent is okay, but c'mon..."
An awkward silence passed between the three friends.
Ace threw a handful of stir-fried rice into Nymph's face. "FOOD FIGHT!!" He yelled, breaking the silence.
The rice slid of the No-Life Princess's face.
"Oh Yeah?! YOU WANNA MESS WITH A WINGATE?!" The girl yelled back, with more of an upbeat in her voice. She threw another handful of rice with exact presion into Ace's face.
"Yeah, I wanna mess!!" He replied, throwing back some more rice. Soon, it turned into a snowball/rice fight.
"BOTH OF YOU..." Smoker stood over them, bouncing the head of the ladle in his palm.
The two immediatley stopped their snowball fight and looked up at him with fearful eyes. He whacked both of them on the head with it and finished his sentence with:
"CLEAN UP MY KITCHEEEEEENNNNNNN!!"
-x-x-x-
2 hours later...
"I guess I didn't really learn much today..." Nymphadora hung her head.
"Really? I think you learned a lot." Ace replied.
"Like what?"
"How obsessive Taisa can be when it comes to cook--" Ace turned around to see Smoker's firey hot eyes burning a hole through him. "I--I mean how to cook fried rice!!"
Nymph giggled and a song called Ieva's Polka came out of her pocket. She put her hand in her pocket to reveal a Pantech c3b. With a flick of her wrist, it opened and she spoke into the reciever:
"Hello? Walter? You'll be here in 5 minutes? Okay, good bye." She turned to Smoker, "Hey, what time is it?"
"6:00 pm."
"Oh, okay thanks." She ran her fingers over the light pentagram eched on the back of her hand and muttered to herself, "So that means I have about two hours to eat dinner and get ready for tonight's mission."
"Mission?" Smoker inquired with honest curiousity, "What mission?"
"Oh, um, er...Nothing!! I was just talking to myself." Her phone rang again. "Oh that must be Walter...bye Ace, Smoker, thanks for having me!" She ran out the door.
"...Um Taisa?"
"Yeah Ace?"
"Didn't you say your dad was the Captain of some specialized night Police Force?"
"Yeah..."
"And doesn't he have a shift tonight starting in two hours?"
"Yeah..."
"Do you think that Nymph...y'know...with the way she's has a gun fetish...can she be?"
"No, you heard her. She was probably just muttering nonsense to herself. There's no way she can do that kind of stuff; she's way to young. And besides, her last name is Wingates."
"Okay, if you say so..."
Uncle Andrew:
"Hi Mum!" Nymphadora bounced into the passenger seat of her mother's car.
"Hello Nymphadora." Integra gave her a warm smile. Motherhood had made her a softy. "What did you do today with Uncle Andrew and Uncle Davis?"
"Oh, we went to the movies, McDonalds..." Nymphadora chattered on with a few curses and jerks as Sir Hellsing maneuvered the car throughout the streets of London. She turned into an empty parking lot and stopped there. "Mum?" Nymph glances around the parking lot. "Why are we here?"
Integra sighed. This was worse than giving her "the talk".
"Well sweetie, I have to tell you something about Uncle Andrew. It's very, very important."
"Yeah...I know..."
Integra's head snapped down to the No-Life Princess's eyes. "You know?!"
"Yeah Mum! Uncle Andrew's colorblind!!"
"Yes darling, that is true. But..."
"But what?"
"He's gay."
An awkward silence passed between the two. It took a minute for Nymphadora to speak up. Integra took the coffee out of the cup holder between the two of them.
"No wonder he kept fantasizing about sex with Uncle Davis during the movie..."
Integra almost choked
Wow...that was an utterly pointless chapter. But children, that is what you call a filler. And fillers are meant to be utterly pointless. Trust me, you see it in anime all the time.
Yes, Andrew is back. And he's Nymphadora's Godfather. We also finally "meet" his boyfriend, Davis. Do protestants even have Godparents?? I'm Catholic/Hindu, so I would really know...