-1Anderson stopped walking towards the Vatican main building, noticing that Alucard was following them. "Whit do ye think ye are doing?" He asked Alucard. "What? I want to know what's going on to." Anderson laughed, "An' ye think ye can just waltz in teh the Vatican, you know, the place filled with people that want teh kill ye?"

"You mean the people who are on holiday?"

"FUCK!" Anderson exclaimed, making the four teens jump and squeak in fright. Alucard laughed at them, causing the one with the mohawk to glare at him. When they arrived at the Vatican, the nuns and priests stared at Alucard as he passed. This only served to entertain him, and even went so far as to leer at a few of them, causing them to scurry away at fright. "This whole thing is just one, big stroke to yer ego, isn't it?" Anderson asked him. "Yeah, pretty much." Grumbling something about egomaniacal vampires, Anderson led them to Maxwell's office, and knocked on the door. "Come in." Came the call. Anderson entered and after thirty minutes or so, came back out, "Okay, come on." He led them to a smaller building and brought them inside. "Okay, where are ye all from?" He asked. "We're from the same town in Japan." The brown haired boy answered. "And I'm from Britain."

"Alucard, not you." Alucard grinned. "Well, I guess that hole Alucard made, was some teleportation thing. Whit is yer names?"

"I'm Dexter and this Maxwell, Hamtaro, and Jingle." Anderson raised an eyebrow, Hamtaro and Jingle? "And I'm Alucard."

"Alucard, shut up! Fucking vampire."

"Is… is he really a vampire?" Hamtaro asked. "Unfortunately." Hamtaro inched away from Alucard. "Impossible," Maxwell said, "Vampires merely exist folklore and legend."

"Wanna bet?" Alucard said, and grinned, revealing his fangs. He began walking towards Maxwell with slow, deliberate steps, only stopping when he felt the cold blade of one of Anderson's bayonets at his throat. "Ah would rather commit heresy, than let ye harm a child, Alucard."

"Aw, your no fun, Paladin. Alright, alright, put the damned thing away." Anderson glared and put the bayonet on his desk, keeping it out just in case. "Oh, and ah'm Father Anderson."

"My name's Alucard!"

"We know that already! Shut UP!" Alucard just grinned.

Listening to the two men argue was very entertaining to Hamtaro. They seemed to have an almost friendly rivalry. "FUCK!" The Catholic shouted, making Hamtaro jump. Just what kind of priest was this guy anyways? He never heard of a priest that shouted random obscenities at the top of his voice. They arrived at the Vatican. Hamtaro watched the nuns and priests scamper away from the black-haired man. He made a mental note to stay away from him in the future.

After the initial introductions (and more bickering from the two men), Maxwell took it upon himself to challenge the existence of vampires. Apparently Alucard didn't like that. Darn, we are all going to die. Why couldn't Maxwell just keep his mouth shut? Hamtaro thought. He breathed a sighed of relief when the Father stopped him. But Hamtaro once again had to question what kind of priest he was. He carried around weapons, fought, hung out with vampires, and cussed. In Hamtaro's opinion, he was either a satanic priest, or just really, really bad at his job. "Oh, and ah'm Father Anderson."

"My name's Alucard!"

"We know already! Shut UP!" Hamtaro had to resist the urge to laugh.

"Well, Maxwell is arranging rooms for ye. Until we can ye back teh Japan, ye'll have teh stay here. It might take us a while, as ye know, Tsuyuki Tsung is not in great relations with the pope."

"Tsuyuki Tsung? Who is he, and what does he have to do with anything?"

"What do ye mean, who is he? He is the leader of yer country!" Hamtaro, Dexter, Maxwell, and Jingle looked very confused. "No he isn't, Shinzo Abe is." Maxwell said. "You have amnesia." Alucard said, and pulled out his gun. Leaning over to Anderson he said, "I vote we put them out of their misery." Anderson growled and picked his bayonet up, "Ah vote that ye put that gun down, or ah stab ye with this." Alucard pretended to pout, "Your just no fun." He said, and put the gun away. From the start, Alucard had never intended to harm the children, but he his newfound discovery that Anderson had a soft spot for children was just to delicious to not exploit. Plus, he liked screwing with the teen's heads. They had interesting reactions. Currently, they seemed to have lost all color. "As it is highly unlikely they have amnesia (stupid vampire), ah'm guessing they are probably from another dimension or somethin'."

"Does this sort of thing happen a lot here? You came to that conclusion rather quickly." Dexter said. "Things like this happen more than ah care to say."

"They could be a Nazi experiment. You know, one of Dok's crazy "I got bored, so I did this" experiments." Of course Alucard didn't really believe that, nor did he believe they had amnesia, but annoying Anderson was much too fun. And he wouldn't have an opportunity to do so while remaining unscathed for a whole other year, so Alucard was going to use this to his full advantage. "ARG! SHUT UP YE DAMNED FUCKING HEATHEN MONSTER!"

"Temper, temper Paladin. Your frightening the children." This was true, Hamtaro and his friends were huddled in the corner, staring wide-eyed at the both of them. Anderson offered a sheepish grin, before sitting down at his desk. He opened a large file drawer and took out a large stack of papers, plopping them on the desk surface with a loud THUD! "What are you doing?" Alucard asked, as Anderson began to write on the paper. "Paperwork." Anderson answered, without looking up. "Doesn't that count as work?"

"Not technically. My work is killing infidels like ye. This is just side stuff." An orphan boy entered the room; Anderson looked up. "Davies?"

"Father Maxwell said the rooms in Wing 900 are ready. And Sister Sara said if you don't come down to dinner this instant, she'll come up here and beat you out." With that, Davies left. "Ooo Father's in trouble! Sister said she'll beat him!"

"Shut up Alucard."