"Master?" Seras said in a tiny voice, looking at the looming figure in front of her. "Do you think this is such a good idea?"
"And why wouldn't it be?" Alucard replied, taking off his trench coat and hat, throwing them into a nearby chair. His fledgling blinked and blushed, turning her back to him.
"What?" He asked, smirking. He was starting to take off his shirt, Seras very opposed to this idea. "Isn't this how you do it?"
"You have to leave some clothes on!" She snapped, trying to control her blush. She knew this wasn't a good idea, but Alucard had insisted that they had to do it.
Therefore, Seras had no choice.
They were going to do their laundry.
She didn't know. She was just sitting in her room when Alucard came in and said that he wanted to use "that weird machine that makes all the thumping noises." After five minutes, she finally figured out that he was talking about the washing machine. His excuse was that he was tired of Integra telling him he smelled like gunp