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♱ 8 - Accidental Video ♱

[ Good afternoon, everyone. Please, enjoy your view of one Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, standing in the kitchen of the Stoker Manor, her blazer off, white sleeved shirt covered by the... pink apron she's wearing.

What is she doing, you might ask? She's attempting to cook, and by the looks of the kitchen, which is now a complete and utter DISASTER, she's not doing well.

Grumbling something, the heiress simply stares over at the stove, watching as the water she put on it just sort of boils over, along with the stupid spaghetti she put in it far too early. She continues staring for a moment, as though she really can't believe that this is happening, before she finally moves to turn the stove off.

In the process, however, she steps in some of the water that has boiled over onto the floor [fortunately, she's got shoes on!] and slides across it, having to rather ungracefully grapple onto the counter top to stay on her feet. This also sets off a chain reaction; a few of the jars that were on the counter are knocked down, crashing loudly onto the floor, sending whatever was in them splattering all over the place. ]

For fucks sake-- [ Fortunately, it is at this point the feed decides to end. ]

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[Soma smiled, looking like he was trying not to laugh.]

I'll be right down.

[And as promised, a few minutes later Soma is downstairs. It may be a note that he's being surprisingly casual, in only a tank top and jeans. Or it may not.]

What are you trying to do?

[ Surprisingly casual, indeed. She blinks at him when he appears, briefly, before she sighs and places her hands on her hips. Standing amongst the ruins of what once was their kitchen, she suddenly realizes the mess she's made. Oops. ]

...Well, I was attempting to make spaghetti. As you can see, it clearly did not end well.

[Soma paused to stare at the mess. All this... for spaghetti? It was just noodles with a tomato sauce; how could anyone mess that up?!]

Um... yeah, I can see that.

[He went to work then, dumping the sadly unsalvageable noodles and boiling water into the sink, before refilling the pot and covering it to let the fresh water boil.]

Have you ever cooked before?

[ While he did that, Integra went about cleaning the mess on the floor; glass was swept up and sauces were mopped up to the best of her abilities. She paused, glancing up at him, answering his question honestly. ]

No, I haven't. Walter always did everything at home, he wouldn't let me near the kitchen.

[ ...She hadn't meant to let that 'did' slip; she'd meant to say DOES... well. Too little, too late. ]

[If Soma noticed the slip up, he didn't comment on it, his attention focused on the pot.]

He should have let you in a couple times, if only so you don't burn water.

...You can seriously do that?

[ She blinks, throwing all of the disting mess into the garbage, before shrugging. She'd practically begged Walter at one point, but he'd insisted that the 'lady of the house' sit and relax while he did the work, that it was not her place. ]

Ah... well. He did not think it was my place to be in the kitchen. My place was behind my desk.

[Soma laughed at her question.]

It's just an expression.

[He paused as a bubbling sound started to come from the pot, carefully lifting and peering under the lid a couple times, before lifting it off and putting the noodles in. He reached over, turning down the heat, before taking a moment to locate a clean wooden spoon to stir the softening noodles.]

Maybe so, but everyone should have some cooking skills.

Oh. [ Well. Now she felt a little stupid. But just a little. Her cheeks flushed slightly, because really, she felt she should have known that, but she brushed it off.

Now that she was done cleaning up, she just sort of slid behind Soma and peered over his shoulder, watching what he was doing curiously. ]

Yes, I suppose so... it would certainly come in handy.

[ And, she's grimly realized, she'll be needing to learn because at home, she'd be on her own now. ]

[Soma glanced over his shoulder, before shuffling over to the side, offering her the wooden spoon.]

Here. Noodles are really easy. You need to put the noodles in once the water starts really boiling, then turn the heat down. Stir every now and then, so the noodles don't stick to the bottom.

[ Integra Hellsing could do many things. She could fight with swords and guns, hold her own against hoards of the undead. She could take on a man verbally and physically, and bring him to his knees. In these matters, she had all of the confidence in the world.

She cannot, however, cook. She looked like a deer in the headlights for a moment when he offered her the spoon, but she took it and stared down into the boiling water, eyes narrowing at it as though to say bring it on, spaghetti. ]

I see.

[ Except she really didn't. Anxiety filled her as she began to stir at the noodles as though her life depended on it, because really... she didn't need it boiling over on her AGAIN. Really, this cooking thing was for the birds... ]

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[Sob; oh Integra. Soma let out a worried noise, before reaching around her, holding onto the hand that was holding the wooden spoon.]

No, gently, like this.

[He held onto her hand, guiding her in gently stirring up the noodles, pausing a moment, stirring again; rinse, repeat.]

[ Poor, poor Soma. He'd probably noticed that she had a death grip on the stupid spoon, to the point where her knuckles were actually turning white. Perhaps this was why Walter didn't want her going anywhere near his kitchen.

She finally allowed her grip to loosen ever so slightly, however, when she felt his hand enclose around hers. It was comforting in a way, and for a brief moment, she felt as though now she couldn't mess it up. ]

Oh. Forgive me, I suppose I'm not used to doing things gently.

Considering the company you keep, I'm not surprised.

[He smiled gently, keeping his hand over hers, but he stopped the stirring.]

Here, you continue.

Speaking of which... Alucard hasn't tried to take you out again, has he?

[ She peered up at Soma for a moment when she felt him stop stirring, but she offered him a small smile in return, before turning back to the pot. She carefully began to stir it, just as he'd shown her, and she found much better results this way. ]

This isn't so hard after all.

No, he hasn't... yet.

[He allowed himself a grin, before moving away, feeling like it was safe to get the sauce started.]

Cooking isn't that difficult. It's just important not to panic and over do things.

Hn. Try not to let him bully you too much. I know that can be a difficult task... he feels this is the only way you will learn. I say this because he did the exact same thing to me when I was a little girl.

[ She continued carefully stirring the noodles, her gaze once again fixed on the pot. Like hell she'd take her eyes off of the damned thing now. ]

I suppose so. Hn, even so, you and Walter make it look easier than it truly is.

Don't forget, I've been doing this since I was young...

[He poured the sauce in a pan, before shuffling over to the fridge and locating a green and red bell pepper. He brought them back, cutting up half each before dumping them in the sauce and moving the pan to another burner.]

I've picked up a thing or two.

As for Alucard, I just hope what he did doesn't come back to bite me... no pun intended.

You're lucky. I wish Walter would have let me learn, too.

[ She continued stirring her noodles, glancing over and watching Soma with the sauce. Really, this whole cooking thing was so new to her, every little thing seemed to interest her. ]

Do you think it will?

Dunno... sometimes when I go out at night, I feel weird. Not... bad, just weird.

[He shifted the pan around to the shift the sauce, before taking another wooden spoon and stirring it around.]

It's good you're going out, though. I'm glad the experience hasn't stopped you from doing so.

[ Because she'd kill the damned vampire if they had to start again with poor Soma. Well, maybe not KILL, but she'd maim him and blow off certain parts of his anatomy to the point where it would take him days to regenerate them, if she had to. ]

Well, I admit I didn't want to at first, but I didn't want to think of what Alucard would do if I refused to go back out...

As I said, don't let him bully you. I will speak to him again about it.

[ ...of course, the last time she'd asked him not to take the young man out, he'd called Soma her boyfriend. Her eye twitches a bit at the memory. ]

Even so, I think you're doing remarkably well.

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Don't worry about it; as much as I like to see him shot at, I think reprimanding him more will just make him act out.

[He paused, tilting his head.]

...he's kinda like a little kid.

[He didn't respond to the compliment, though his face did pink a little.]

Yes, I suppose you're right.

[ She hummed, before shrugging. ]

...Now you're just being far too kind to him.

[ She offered Soma another small smile, before pausing. ]

Ah, that reminds me. I went and bought a copy of that movie I was telling you about, Jaws. Would you like to watch it with me tonight?

Oh... okay.

[Soma paused a moment.]

...we're not going to the beach tomorrow, right?

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