If you had asked Seras what the hardest part of being a immortal vampire, having been turned by Dracula himself (though he went by Alucard these days) and going to work for the Hellsing organization in their work to take out all forms of evil supernatural threats to the world (though mostly vampires and ghouls), She would figured it would be the different power houses that popped up over time.
Not.. trying to get a kitten/vampire/boy hybrid that had been created in a lab using unknown means name Schrödinger to fall in line after the collapse of Millennium.
that boys powers which took after his name sake meant that he could be anywhere/everywhere which while sounding like massively overpowered ability that should make him a VERY dangerous threat, much like the master he just liked to dick around with people and for the third morning in a row since Seras had been made his official handler due to his crush on her (he still insisted they would make wonderful kittens together) she'd woken up to him 'marking' a spot in her room, and he'd naturally shaken off the effects of the half clip of bullets she'd put in him just to dash up and lick her forehead and giggle 'good morning' before vanishing.
The master, naturally, was just amused and laughed.
"What the BLOODY hell am I suppose to do with someone who keeps pissing all over my room like a tomcat that i can't even punish!?!" Seras roared with frustration, sitting in a chair in front of Integra.
"Have you actually TRIED punishing him, or have you just pumped someone who you know can shake rounds from a howitzer and giggle about it full of bullets and made him think your still playing his game?" She asked, a slight smirk on her face.
"I..Never thought about that." Seras admitted.
"Forget that he's a inhuman experiment with vast powers and a healing factor only Alucard could hope to match: How would you punish him if he was a normal human boy acting like this?" Integra asked.
"well I suppose I'd spank his fanny till it was red, put him on a time out and then make him clean it up and/or nappy him." Seras admitted, giving a little chuckle.
"Mmmhm." her boss said, grinning big time now.
"..You can't be.. will that even work on him!?" Seras asked, smiling a little herself now.
"Well, there's really only one way to find out, but from all reports his healing factor only really respond's to big injury's, something like a sore fanny should give him something to think about. Worse case, you get to have some fun and pay him back."
"And best case Ma'am?"
"you have what most dominant men or women would kill for: you very own self healing immortal kittycat."
Schrödinger looked up in amusement as his new playmate walked into his room, a large shoulder bag under one arm that almost looked like.. he dismissed the thought as soon as it popped into his mind and ears twitching went from sitting cross-legged on the floor, drawing mustaches and the like on the people in pictures in a bunch of books he'd found in the massive library this place had, to going onto his back then nipping himself up to his feet.. behind the police girl.
"What breaks you to my humble room? are you perhaps ready to bear my litter? or just here to change my.. heh.. litter?" He asked and nodded over to a box he'd filled with crushed gravel from the driveway.
He was of course potty trained and COULD of used the large fancy bathroom they had provided him with for more then well, just a BATHroom but it amused him to picture this blond vampire bitch being forced to scoop out his waste from a littler box and since 97 percent of what he did was because it was amusing, he'd gone with it.
She made the most adorable grossed out face as the smell from said littler box hit her and he couldn't help but giggle and give a impish grin.
"As you can tell, I'm a TAD over do for a cleaning." He said, a mock apologetic tone in his voice.
"Awww, is that why the little kitten has been tinkling in my room, trying to get me to come and change your littler?" Seras said, switching to a mocking tone that Schrödinger wasn't sure he liked. "You should of just said something silly kitten. I might of fixed this for you sooner and without the punishment your about to get!" she said matter of factly, putting her bag on the bed.
"you know, if your not gonna play along I can always just have Alucard try and train me." Schrödinger huffed and rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and huffy she wasn't howling in despair at having to clean his litter box. "And what do you have in there? some sort of special one of a kind gun? we BOTH know how this song and dance will go."
"..heh. you know it's just occurring to me how much alike you and the master are.. though trust me, you wouldn't last a day with him. Nooo I have something far more suitable for a naughty little kitten like you in mind." Seras said and turned around, a wooden paddle with holes drilled in it in her hand and taking a seat in one of the chairs in his room.
"Lose the pants and get over my lap Kitten, you need a attitude adjustment and I'm just the mummy to give it to you." She said with a smirk.
"Heh.. and here i thought you were getting boring. My apologies.. Mummy." Schrödinger said, eyes lit up in amusement and delight as he tugged his tiny shorts and briefs off. "Oh my, look at the stains in these, I suppose I'll be punished for that as well?"
"heh, it's cute your temping fate like this, but sure, we can do that. and also those stains just sealed a second fate but for now.." and Seras gestured to her lap and the cat boy practically skipped over and put himself over it.
"be gentle, it's my first time~" He giggled and winked at her.
"..you know, hell of it all is I can both believe you can call bullshit with that. Guess that fits your nature perfectly huh?" Seras said and started to rub the paddle on his buns.
"Ha! It really DOES huh? Oh Mummy, we're going to have SO much fun together~" Schrödinger purred.
"Well one of us is, you do know your healing factor might not respond to just a spanking right?" Seras chuckled.
"Wait, what!?" Schrödinger asked, the humor gone from his face.
"huh, I guess you HAVN'T been spanked before. noted." Seras said and then brought the paddle down hard on his cheeks.
As she went to work on his unprotected buns it became more or less official: the same healing factor that let him laugh off bullets, mines, knifes, being strangled, being drowned etc etc.. didn't do jack against a good old fashion spanking and soon he was bawling like a little boy with his nose in the corner, hands on his head and warned not only not to rub his red cheeks, but if he poofed away she'd have to just spank him again.
knowing for once in his life he couldn't just walk something off Schrödinger did something that was VERY new to him: he listened like a good little boy.
Seras felt rather pleased with herself, a nice rush of power and seeing how well the little brat could behave with proper motivation was nice, though she didn't doubt for a second that this was a minor break from his bratty attitude.
'there's no way just one spanking will be enough. maybe I should just spank him every time I change his nappies.' she thought to herself as she laid out the cloth diapers and got the locking plastic pants ready, then frowned a little as she looked over at the littler box.'Though having had a whiff of THAT is making me wonder if I'll be brave enough for THIS'
Still, even if her vampiric sense of smell wouldn't deaden over time (sadly) allowing her to get used to the smell she knew that having him as her pampered lil' kitten would do wonder.
She also wondered how he was gonna deal with the lost of his own own, she'd already had a crib of sorts being constructed in her own room and noted with a sense of glee that some poor soul was gonna get stuck with cleaning up this room.
That being said as she noted that the books he'd been drawing in were some of Integra's favorite's, she wonder if she should give Schrödinger a extra spanking now, or wait for her to find out and offer her a chance to spank him with her, them each with a paddle and taking turns.
with that mental image in her mind the choice was made and she gave out a evil little laugh which got a whimper of concern from the corner where the kitten had been put.
"Alright Kitty cat, come over to your bed now please and thank you."
"yes Mu- N-no way!" Schrödinger said, sniffling and wiping at his eyes and going from smiling, clearly certain he was about to get hugs to spotting the nappies laid out on the bed.
"Yes way." Seras said with a big smile, patting the prepped thick terrycloth nappies. "Come on, we don't have all day and good boys get some cuddles before naptime. Bad boys get anther trip over mummy's lap." Seras said, secretly hopping Schrödinger was gonna be a bad boy... and wasn't disappointed.
"no no no no no! I'm NOT going back in diapers! I'm a big boy, I use the litter box!" Schrödinger cried out, pointing over to said box, as if she could forget. "See!?! I'm Not wearing diapers and you can't make me!" And with that he plopped down on his butt.. only to spring back up with a yeow as Seras had, in preparation for this, brought some tacks along that she had tossed onto the floor with her vampire speed as he went to plop down. "MUMMMMMY!" He howled and danced around.
"Yes little Kitten, is there something you'd like?" Seras asked, as if she didn't know.
"I-I have something in my buns! get it out?" he whimpered.
"only if you A) ask me for a attitude adjustment after I help you and B) ask me to put you back in nappies, not diapers. we'll be using the Queen's English here thank you very much."
"...Your mean and evil." Schrödinger sniffled, even as his cute and far smaller then expected member twitched, letting her know he wasn't as clueless as he acted.
"I do have a good teacher in the ways of being a charismatic bastard or bitch if you prefer." Seras admitted with pride.
"Heh. true. Ok Mummy.. can you PLEASE give me anther.. anther.. " and Schrödinger whined and had to build his nerve up. "Anther attitude adjust after getting these out of my bottom and then put me back in di-" and he caught himself as as she gave him a look. "in nappies please and thank you?"
"well if YOU think you need it, of course my sweet kitten. come to mummy." Seras said with a laugh.
picking the tacks out of Schrödinger's tushie and then having him brace himself against the post of his bed, she gave him a minor compared to the last one spanking, a mere 30 swats, 15 for each cheek and a extra swat to his little dumplings as she decided to call them for good measure to keep him honest, noting just how bruised and red his bottom was getting.
which she noted as she got him powdered and pinned nice and snug in his thick diapers, was a good look on him.
with him in his light blue plastic pants (She had been tempted to get him plastic panties with frills but decided to save that if extra punishments were needed) Seras tugged the mewing and whimpering Schrödinger into her lap and showered him with hugs and kisses telling him his punishment was over for now and he was a good boy.. and was delighted to find he not only conked out in her arms but also started purring like like a real kitten would of!
In the days that followed Schrödinger found his life taking a twist he would of never seen coming not even during the most fucked up parts of his life back when he was working with the Major.
Losing his own room wasn't so bad though he DID have to pout and fuss that he was expected to sleep in a crib in mummy's room when she had a perfectly good foot of her bed going to waste, she just laughed and told him it could be a Christmas treat if he was good.
which naturally.. meant he was never going to get it. You didn't think that JUST because he was getting spanked and had been put back in dia- nappies (stupid Queen's English) that he was gonna turn into a wussy little wimp did you?
Neigh, he was still a little brat and delighted in making use of the tools at hand to keep brating out despite (or maybe because) of the spanking that not only mummy but also auntie liked to give him.
Thankfully while grandpa Alucard (that's how Schrödinger referred to him) found him cute and funny, he didn't really partake in any of the punishments as if you spanked the baby you had to change the baby and he was FAR beyond that.
Having mummy and Auntie double teaming his ass after the book drawing had been discovered was bad enough, they hadn't even bothered keeping count and he'd been bent over a desk with a plastic sheet laid down in case he peed (which had been a good call) and they had take turns walloping his bubble butt till it had gone from red to dark purple and he'd actually passed out.
His actual Christmas present had also been a little show for the poor staff who had been stuck cleaning up his room, as Mummy and auntie strapped on some candy candy themed strap-on's and with auntie at his mouth and Mummy at his back door, did their best to make the tips meet over the course of 3 hours, swapping places till little baby Schrödinger was all worn out.
Thickly nappied and dressed up in a soft warm kitty themed sleeper, the forever brat and big baby of the Hellsing compound drifted off to sleep sucking on a dummy and feeling both loved and sore even as he filled his nappies, a last 'Christmas present' for mummy to enjoy when she'd come back from the adult party.
The end.
