Little Angels and Devils

A/N: Sorry for the wait. I am glad you all liked my shoulder angel adventure stories involved with some of our favorite Hellsing (and Iscariot characters) Okay. I have seen all of your suggestions and I will get to them as much as I can. Here is the first one: Seras. Oh sure, she is a goody two-shoes, she isn't as bad as Alucard her master, right?



Well...I guess we will see... heh heh.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing or its characters.



Warning: Some language and scenes of violence.



Unbeknowest that her master had gotten his ass kicked by a hot, naked, Japanese nun with multiple personality disorders, Seras and Pip were at a bed and breakfast enjoying thier weekend. Although it was hard for Seras the vampire babe to enjoy the food like Pip did. The cooks who were paid by Integra cooked all her meals in blood so she could be able to digest it better. And for a extra bonus of sparing thier lives they had to use Alucard's blood which he donated willingly to them.



Right now Pip and Seras had just finished thier meals and they were waiting for the waitress to clear the plates away.



"How waz yur meal mignotte," he asked,"nezz?"



"Oh it was wonderful, and the blood really made the potatoes nice and moist." she exclaimed getting a few awkward stares from other people near thier table.



Seras blushed,"Uh, what I meant to say is...'Mmmmmmm that ketcheup sure was good...HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!"



Pip buried his face in his hands and sighed,"Ugh, zis is so not worth playing 'bunker hill' with my G.I Joe dolls on her funbags."



"What was that Pip?"



"Nonzing! NONZING!!!!" He said quickly, he then got into his seductive side again,"So, 'ow you feel about dessert?"



"Wonderful!" she clapped happily like a excited six year old.



So two desserts were ordered. One was blood chilled to make it look like fried ice cream. While the other was given to Pip was her absolute favorite when she was a human: A chococalate mousee with whip cream and a cherry on top. She looked down at her own dessert and took a small spoonful taking it up to her mouth with a hesitant gulp. Ugh, cold blood was gross, how did her master think that she would like it? He always drank it cold and felt she had to drink it cold as well. Well, it was not done. When it congealed and harden it was like eating a rotassarie chicken that was cold and the fat...enough to to make you gag...it was no fair sometimes to date a human.



Seras saw him looking up at her and she smiled back falsely, pretending she was enjoying her dessert, just as he was about to make a dent in his mousee. The cellphone rang.



"Damn," he said looking at his cell,"and I thought I put the damn theeng on silence. Eet's an important call."



He got up and put it to his ear while glancing over at Seras.



"Will you watch my dessert for me while I take zis outside...don't want any flies to get eet..."



"Sure," smiled Seras,"take your time!"



As he left to the sun porch overlooking a beautiful lake. Seras took another disgusting gulp of her "blood ice cream" and then dropped wearily. Though her stomach could no longer maintain solid human food that mousee looked so good and ever so tasty. But she promised that she would not eat it. Wait a minute...



"He didn't say to 'not eat it'," she heards a mischevious voice on the left side of her shoulder say,"he said watch it, besides, what is the harm in smelling it?"



On her left was a chibi version of herself with a devil's horns sticking out of the side of her head and a long forked tail growing out of her butt. It had the same expression that she had when undergoing bloodlust and ripping apart the ghouls during the Valentine invasion. But the horns and tail just added to the demonic creepiness that was her evil shoulder angel.



"I-It does look good," she said licking her lips,"but he has been such a gentleman lately..."



"So," the bad Seras whispered into her ear,"he won't notice the difference, just say that your dessert fell on the floor and offer to share his?"



"Welll...I guess..."



"Seras Victoria!" came a sharp whiny voice,"you got a blood ice cream and you are going to eat it like a good vampire!"



"Master...?"



"No, on your right shoulder," it continued,"honestly, do you think I sound like him...?"



The vampire fledgling looked over and saw another chibi version of her with white wings and a halo glowing over her head.



"Okay, I think I have seen enough cartoons to know how this works." Seras said.



"Oh really?" They said at the same time.



"Yes, one of you tells me to eat the mousee," explains Seras,"the other says to not because its rightfully not yours...well...I WANT TO EAT IT BUT I CAN'T!!!!"



Once again, the people around her table looked over like she was crazy. Which some would think that she might have been. Seras blushed and covered her mouth with her hands at her outburst. Gazing her eyes back and forth at everyone slouching down in her seat. Luckily enough, only Victoria could see and hear the shoulder angels on her left and right sides. Which made talking to them a bit more embarrassing.



"Look, can we do this some other time?" whispered Seras.



"Oh sure," snickered the seras devil,"by all means...enjoy that mousee while you can..."



"No! Don't you dare!" scolded Good Seras,"that is wrong. WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!



For a tiny being, Seras angel was a big loudmouth and screamed right into her ear, which combined with her vampiric sensitivity made her flinch so quickly she bumped her elbow against the side of her table knocking her "ice cream" off the table and into a huge reddish glob of a mess. She ran over to a counter grabbed a bunch of napkins and cleaned up the mess on the floor while her two shoulder angels sat on the table waiting for her to get back in her chair before gliding back up to her shoulders and perching on them.



"Geez," scoffed the devil Seras,"could you scream any louder? What a whiner!"



"I don't whine!"



Seras flinched from Angel Seras's voice again.



"Sorry," Angel Seras repeated this time in a softer voice,"I don't whine."



"I guess the only thing left is Pip's chococalate mousee," Devil Seras said seductively,"look how delicious it is...how silky smooth, mmmmm, remember how you used to love them. The deep dark chococalate, the whip cream-"



"I never put whip cream on mine" interuppted Seras.



"-okay forget it, the point is, look at it and dare to not drool." urged Devil Seras.



Angel Seras soon felt herself staring longingly at the moist delicous chococalate mousee. Her arms and legs were hung akimbo as she was flapping slowly feeling the allure of the dessert calling her. A tiny bit of drool fell from the corner of her mouth.



"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."



"Uh, Angel Seras," Victoria said worridly thinking this isn't the way her shoulder angel was suppose to be acting,"are you all right?"



"MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! GET AWAY ITS MINE YOU BITCHES YOU CAN'T HAVE IT! WOOOOOOOT"



In no time at all, Angel Seras flew at the mousee and took a swan dive into the thicken pudding, swimming around happily eating as much chococalate as she could fit into her mouth. Seras and her bad shoulder angel looked at each other and shrugged thier shoulders.



When in Rome...



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By the time Pip got back inside and over to thier table, he was all ready to eat his chococalate mousee. However, it was Sir Integra that was on the phone telling them that a bunch of ghouls were sighted around some-Street or other. Probably some quarter in London that Alucard or Seras would know. The moment he sat down in his chair something didn't seem quite right. The fancy dish seemed a tad...empty.



He looked up and saw Seras with her mouth covered in chococalate.



As well as her fangs and fingers.



"You ate my dessert," he gasped,"I can't believe you, and to think I was going to do that 'zhing" you liked...you know, that 'zhing' we always did when..."



"I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-" Seras takes a big gasp"-oooooooooooooooooooo SWORRY!"



She stood up in her chibi dream with her hands clasped together and her eyes sparkling as her boobs were mushed together into one glorious mold that she hoped with all her endowed heart that it would make him feel sorry for her.



"I tried, I honest to goodness tried," She made her eyes big and watery as she spoke in a sugery sweet tone,"oh please have mercy, I am ever so sorry!"



"That may work for Big Red," snuffed Pip,"but I am not so eazily fooled, I was going ze tell you that we have to protect downtown London from saz szarm of ghoulz but now after you betrayed miz trust I don't know if I 'eel comfortzable fighting along zide you."



Staring quickly at her ass as he added,"Though itz ze guen' to be hard to tryz."



Seras runs over to Pip and hugs him so tightly he lets out a mouse-like squeak,"No Pip no! Without you who can I use to distract-Uh, I mean, help me fight the ghouls in case that...um, Master...er...uh...Fine..."



She lets go of him,"Just go, I will walk behind you."



"You alwayz walk behindz ze."



"Yeah but this time its going to be more of a punishment for me than for you."



"Whatz?"



As they walked outside across the parking lot of the bed and breakfast hotel they passed by some of the ghouls already grabbing people out of cars and biting them on the way to Pip's car. He opened the door for her as she got in taking one last look of her ass as he did and shut the door. Behind them as they drove away they could hear the sound of men, woman, and children screaming out in fear and pain admist the ghouls eirry moans.



Why do I have a feeling I forgot something? Seras asked herself.



Back in the bed and breakfast that was quickly being swarmed with ghouls and vampires two shoulder beings were laying on a napkin rubbing thier full stomachs with look of content on thier faces as bodies were torn apart and faces were getting eaten up. Neither one failed to notice that the quiet little eatery was becoming a carnage of blood and rotten flesh.



"I must say this place does serve the best desserts," said Angel Seras,"we certainly should come here more often."



"Oh yes," said Devil Seras politely,"perhaps when its our host's birthday-"



She looks behind her witnessing the ghouls devouring the flesh of the dead customers.



"-provided that there is anything left to salvage in this place."



TBC



Awwww, will Pip ever forgive Seras, will they save the bed and breakfast...maybe whose to say.



I want to thank everyone who has given me good reviews and suggestions for this fic. I appreciate that. Next up will be Integra, as soon as I can find something for her to make her NOT do that she REALLY REALLY wants to do. Hehehehehehe! And keep those ideas coming!