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Short Hellsing Fanfic: Pip and Wilde Geese x Reader
Saving Private Ryan and Scar Face were two movies to use to properly describe the places were the boy hung out. Hellsing had a place where the all vehicles were kept, Pip’s men had taken up one of the empty garage’s and turned it into their little spot to smoke, drink, and talk shit when not working. You knew The Wild Geese, you worked with them everyday and where on good terms with most of them Pip even more so, yet every time you walked into their spot you felt out of place, guns and ammunition openly laid about, a few bottles of booze here and there, an old beat up radio in the corner filling the atmosphere with old music that wasn’t already being filled with chatter and hardy laughter. You came in anyway holding a large cardboard box in both hands. “Evening guys.” You greet getting friendly smiles and nods back. “Ah hello my friend.” Pip says pushing up the brim of his hat. He sat with three others of his men a whole deck of card out in front of them as they sat around a table. “I have gift for you guys I hope you don’t mind that I butt into your poker game for a second.” Pip puts his cards down pulling grunts and swears from the others as money was throw onto the table. “Damn it that the third hand you’ve won Capetian.,, Fucking hell man.” Another throws all of his cards on the table wiping his face. “Well i’m out... I need to take a leak don’t start again with out me.” “HA! It’s a pleasure boys. Now what gift.” Pip sits back in his chair taking out a crumpled pack of smokes from his coat pocket. you smile putting the box on the table and open it, the head of a plan white goose popped it’s head out. Pip jerks out of his seat as a few other guys look over as you put the goose on the floor, it’s flaps it’s wings and wonders. “Aw hell yeah now we have a mascot!” The boys took to the bird right away. “Well now my friend thank you for zis... He is a bit... uh large isn’t he?” Pip said getting out of his chair he walk around the table and picked up the bird. “I got him from a farm that was going to eat him, they fed him shit the made him this way he got out some how and I just took him, thought he’d fit in here better.” “He needs a name...” One of the men picks take two bullets from to swprige mags and shows them to the goose. “Whatdya say, hallow point, or 50 .cal.” The goose pecks the larger of the two bullets as you take out a small hat just like Pips and put it on top of his head. “50 .cal it is... How about Cal for short.
It’s Movie night, mes amis✌️🤠
Mr.Bernadotte is pure and gentle boy actually🥺
Me n who?
Squishy ( – з–)
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'Goose'
Acrylic on Wooden Sculpture.
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