Second part of the Omake. As before, feel free to criticize, point flaws and errors, and dissect the text.
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Iron Lady part 2
HMS Neptune, Nep for her friends, was going to the mess hall when one of her destroyers, HMS Ashanti, or Ash as she liked to be called, stopped before her.
"They did it!" she said happily, hopping before her like a jackrabbit on speed.
"What they did, Ash?" the silver-haired light cruiser asked, while trying to calm the hyperactive destroyer.
"The Spanish! They managed to summon a shipgirl here!." The shorter, spiky-haired redhead answered, clearly excited, "She is in the mess hall now! Let's go to see her!"
"Very well, Ash." Nep said, surrendering to the enthusiasm of the younger girl, and followed her to the mess hall.
When he arrived it was easy to find the new arrival, because the table was full of food, mostly hamburgers and Spanish-style sandwiches, that the young woman on the table, a tanned blonde in a short-sleeved uniform shirt, with a blue tank top underneath, and denim shorts was devouring.
She had had time to update her recognition manuals since she ahd been summoned, so it was not difficult to recognize the lines of her hull as an American Independence-class light carrier. And as she had been designed during the war, and hadn't had to deal with the Treaty, she had a more impressive… everything than Neptune.
The girl had noticed them staring and waved them to come there. Ash hopped toward the table, Nep following closely behind.
"Hi, I'm Dédalo…" she said, just after finishing with a hamburger that she was sure it wouldn't fit in her main battery.
"You look American." Ash said before Nep could say anything.
"Loaned in '67, sold in '74. I was USS Cabot before." She said with a shrug, between bites to a fried squid rings sandwich, almost as long as her arm. She stopped for a moment, and sighed, "I mean, it's weird…"
"We're ship that came back as girls. Weird doesn't even start to cover it." Nep said, with an smile, "HMS Neptune, by the way. Call me Nep."
"You are a Leander class light cruiser, and the kid is a Tribal class destroyer." Dédalo said, "Right?"
"I'm HMS Ashanti! But you can call me Ash!" the destroyer said, with a megawatt smile, "What's that?" she said, pointing to a barely seen tattoo in the carrier's neck.
"This?" Dédalo said, blushing for some reason, "Ah, well, my badge as Cabot. I seem to have returned with my Pacific War kit."
"Well, it seems to be a problem for everybody, returning with their original configuration." Nep said, with a gentle smile, "In fact…"
"Why are you still here?" another voice interrupted, belonging to a girl wearing a short black jacket over a striped sailor shirt, and a short miniskirt over long socks and black shoes. A C-class destroyer, Dédalo realized.
"Ah, hi, Cass." Ash said, "What do you mean?"
"The briefing, Ash, the briefing." She then noticed the carrier sitting there and blushed, "Sorry, I hadn't seen you. I'm HMS Cassandra. I didn't know that the Americans had sent somebody here."
"They haven't." Dédalo said, finishing the last sandwich, "I have been just summoned, and I was in service in the Spanish Navy for twenty-two years. I should go also, I think."