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Vampires hate snow and the cold. She had read that in her grandfather's journal just recently. Apparently since the monsters had no real body heat of their own their limbs would freeze without them noticing and sometimes even snap off. The quiet that had settled over the estate and the rest of the world plagued by this sudden blizzard did help to affirm that theory. There had been no vampire activity for nearly a week now and she was getting bored. As if on que there was a wet smack against the window behind her. Silence for a moment then several more wet smacks. Integra stands up from her chair and turns to look at the window, raising an eyebrow as she watches the slushy remains of the snowballs slide down the window. She walks over to the window to look out only to have it rapidly pelted again by snowballs. With a growl she throws the window open ready to berate the childish soldiers, but instead of the soldiers standing there it was one lone vampire with a grin that almost literally stretched from ear to ear. So much for Abraham's vampires don't like snow! Her vampire was in snow almost up to his knees and didn't even have his coat and hat.
"What in bloody hell do you think you're doing?!"
Alucard's grin never faded as he leaned down to scoop up a handful of snow.
Integra watched as his hands formed the snow into a ball then realized what he was about to do, "No! Don't you dare!" Before she can get the window jerked to her breath is taken away as the ball of powdered ice smacks her in the face. Her cheeks flush with rage as the vampire cackles in delight below her. Jerking the window closed she storms out of her office and downstairs to grab her coat. She was tall for a thirteen year old girl, but the snow still came up past her knees. She was beyond caring about that, though. There was a vampire that was going to pay dearly for his foolishness!
Alucard was getting ready to launch another flurry of snowballs at the window when something cold and wet suddenly struck the side of his head. Blinking he turns to look for where the icy projectile came from only to have another strike him in the face. Losing his balance in the slippery snow he falls back, kicking up a cloud of snow. His attacker was on him almost instantly pelting him with handfuls of snow.
"I said no you insufferable pain in the ass!"
He could only laugh around trying to squirm away from his vengeful master.
"Say you're sorry!"
"I..I can't..I'm not sorry!" He gasps out around the snow.
Walter watches from the kitchen window with a slight smile as the vampire and young Hellsing wage a war neither was going to win. His biggest concern for the girl had been her suffering through a lonely life since he knew her running the organization was going to be much different for her, but apparently someone was going to see to it she had always had someone there at her side. Setting the kettle on the stove and plopping a few blood bags in the double boiler to warm he heads out of the kitchen to fetch a couple blankets.
Integra had stayed out in the cold for so long her legs hand gone numb, forcing her to be carried back inside. She didn't mind too much since that did allow her to get one last snowball smashed into Alucard's smug face. As soon as they got inside Walter ordered her out of her wet clothes, both men turning their backs to her while she complied. As soon as she gets the warm blanket wrapped around her Alucard picks her up and takes her into the common room to sit down on the rug in front of the fireplace. Integra stretches her bare toes out toward the warmth of the fire as she settles into the vampire's lap with the cup of tea Walter brought her.
"I thought vampire's hated snow."
Alucard scoffs, "Just a silly myth. Everything slows down in the winter. So naturally when your prey isn't as active neither are you."
Integra's silent as she stares down into her cup. Clearly she was going to have to write a new journal for vampires since it appeared her grandfather hadn't bothered to confirm his theories with the vampire he had living in the mansion. Didn't matter now, she was worn out and too comfortable to put much thought into it.
"I think I'm starting to like snow days."
Alucard smiles as he looks down at the girl in his lap, "Me too."