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Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing and its characters.
Note: A collection of drabbles; Alucard's never been imprisoned - let's see how the vampire watches as the Mistress of Hellsing grow up.
Cute
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Walter walks through the hallway with tray full of tea and biscuits, for his young master, his Integra. He hums an old tune to himself as he walks past Seras who bid him good evening and walk down the stairs towards the basement. The old butler walks into the office with a faint smile, although he almost drops the tray when he found no one occupied inside.
Raising an eyebrow in question, he put the tray on the table.
Integra went missing… and this hour, where she always waits for her afternoon tea. It’s strange. Thus he walks out of the office, decided to search for the young Hellsing.
At first he comes to her room, to find it empty as well. Then he checks the kitchen, empty too, and thus he went straight to the living room, and again to find it empty. Sighing he walks into the backyard, in case she wants to get some fresh air and his hope was in vain as he found no one there. He searched up and down, every space, every place. Almost growling in frustration he went back to the halls.
He stopped.
At last, he knew where she could be! He almost slaps his forehead for not searching in that place. Quickly running through the big mansion, he stopped in front of the library, hoping to see her inside.
And he did.
She’s asleep, but she’s not alone.
If he still holds the tray full of tea, he must’ve dropped it then and there. He still can’t believe his eyes. There, below the child, is Alucard, asleep as well. They both look so peaceful together, and if he dare say the word, they actually look… cute.
Shaking his head, he closed the door to the library, giving them both time to rest.
Author's Blah: Oh btw, sorry for the late updates. I'm just not in the mood recently, and well, I posted more on my LJ. Just look for it.