The omake of Mutsu finding out she's pregnant with twins was absolutely adorable. (And I think many of us would agree that the whole 'Mutsu-and-coffee-table' scenario sounds like...lots of fun. 'Nuff said. :D) I can just picture the various reactions:

Jersey: More confusion...does she want Crowning and babies or Big Tits McMushi?
Kongo: Kongo-level excitement and even more determination to end the war so she can have the same thing with Goto. :D
Nagato: Oh boy. All hands...brace for Hurricane Aunt Nagamon Mark 10! :D
Richardson: Will probably hear the news and pass out. LOL
Jane: Bouncing around screaming with excitement.
Hiei: Kongo-level excitement.
Arizona: Ever-more protective of her family.
Pennsylvania: This could go several ways. Initial reaction will probably be disgust that an American Admiral has seen to procreate with a sworn enemy and therefore will label Richardson as an even bigger traitor. And when the kids are born she might try and kidnap them to keep them from being 'contaminated by the poison of the enemy'. That's one scenario...Pennsylvania going over-the-top enemy. Scenario #2 is she will have the same initial reaction as Scenario #1, but once she sees the babies her hardened Dark Side veneer will shatter and she'll have a breakdown and possibly accept the war is over. Scenario #3 is the same initial reaction as Scenario #1, but when she sees the babies, it'll be a complete reversal of character and she'll be an American version of Nagamon, LOL.
Shimakaze: Dunno about her...maybe concerned with their speed of growth?
Albie: Dunno about her either.
Vestal: Will probably smirk and say "I told ya so."
 
The omake of Mutsu finding out she's pregnant with twins was absolutely adorable. (And I think many of us would agree that the whole 'Mutsu-and-coffee-table' scenario sounds like...lots of fun. 'Nuff said. :D) I can just picture the various reactions:

Jersey: More confusion...does she want Crowning and babies or Big Tits McMushi?
Kongo: Kongo-level excitement and even more determination to end the war so she can have the same thing with Goto. :D
Nagato: Oh boy. All hands...brace for Hurricane Aunt Nagamon Mark 10! :D
Richardson: Will probably hear the news and pass out. LOL
Jane: Bouncing around screaming with excitement.
Hiei: Kongo-level excitement.
Arizona: Ever-more protective of her family.
Pennsylvania: This could go several ways. Initial reaction will probably be disgust that an American Admiral has seen to procreate with a sworn enemy and therefore will label Richardson as an even bigger traitor. And when the kids are born she might try and kidnap them to keep them from being 'contaminated by the poison of the enemy'. That's one scenario...Pennsylvania going over-the-top enemy. Scenario #2 is she will have the same initial reaction as Scenario #1, but once she sees the babies her hardened Dark Side veneer will shatter and she'll have a breakdown and possibly accept the war is over. Scenario #3 is the same initial reaction as Scenario #1, but when she sees the babies, it'll be a complete reversal of character and she'll be an American version of Nagamon, LOL.
Shimakaze: Dunno about her...maybe concerned with their speed of growth?
Albie: Dunno about her either.
Vestal: Will probably smirk and say "I told ya so."

I honestly expect Jersey to just go "Fuck it, anything she[Mutsu] can do, I can do better." and promptly goes after Crowning faster than a submarine crash diving from a destroyer, hoping for triplets.
 
I honestly expect Jersey to just go "Fuck it, anything she[Mutsu] can do, I can do better." and promptly goes after Crowning faster than a submarine crash diving from a destroyer, hoping for triplets.
Or that, yeah. I don't think Crowning would mind a bit, either. :D

Random question: Who would play Jersey in a live-action role? If I had to choose someone for Vestal, it would be Sandra Bullock.
 
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Coming to theaters, an amazing new blockbuster event: Belated Battleships! Starring Battleship Musashi as Battleship New Jerse-*shelled*
 
As soon as Mutsu realized she was pregnant, Crowning had a sudden fear for his hips, and he doesn't know why.
 
Me: I would like a large order of Crowning fillet please. Oh! And a Mctits burger on the side.

"Would you like those separate or at the same time?"

Jersey: *record scratch sound*


But yeah, with the news of the World's first expecting battleship, just letting it slip during a summoning ceremony that she needs a good escort detail might cause a Black Friday-grade stampede of all the Clemsons, Fletchers, Sumners and Gearings trying to be the first through the rift. :D
 
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"Would you like those separate or at the same time?"

Jersey: *record scratch sound*


But yeah, with the news of the World's first expecting battleship, just letting it slip during a summoning ceremony that she needs a good escort detail might cause a Black Friday-grade stampede of all the Clemsons, Fletchers, Sumners and Gearings trying to be the first through the rift. :D

Well, the Ship That Would Not Sink (USS Laffey DD-724) is still afloat as a museum.

So not all of the Sumners.
 
Omake: Cameron does a thing

Sighing, Cameron wiped his brow off. He'd worked a double shift today, and the new line of quirt guns had come out with atache Nerf guns. It had been a long day, and he wouldn't even get to see 'laska soon. Her schedule right now was a seven-day rotation on the Panama Canal, with three days off in base after, and she'd shipped out yesterday. Shaking his head, he just got out of the store and poured himself into his old Ford Focus. Feeling his phone buzz twice, he picked up when he recognized Alaska's number.

"Hey!" Cameron said, perking up as he leaned back and started up the car. As hot AC blasted him, he smiled at the thought of his girlfriend. "How's it going?"

"Doing pretty good, Cameron." Alaska replied, in that same slightly-tired-mostly-perky tone she always had when she was on an Expedition. "Listen, uh... Cameron, I kinda have to ask you a favor."

"Oh? What sort of thing?" Cameron asked, rolling his shoulders as the air got colder. Putting on the little Bluetooth headset he'd gotten after he'd needed to hide in his car to get a private conversation in, he smiled. "I've still got those Lego's on hold for you, by the way."

"Thanks!" Alaska said, perking up for a moment. "The favor is... ah, well, erm... I, uh..." she said, trailing off into murmuring. "It... kinda has to do with Atago..."

"Atago?" Cameron asked, settling his phone in by the parking brake and taking off towards the scenic route home. This was gonna be a long one, he felt.

"Sometimes... well, sometimes she gets nightmares. Sometimes they're not so bad, just memories from back then or about the typhoons."

Alaska breathed in and out, bracing herself to continue. "Sometimes they're worse. Sometimes she's at Ten-Go. Sometimes she's at the breakers. Once, she was at Bikini Atoll. I don't know how... I don't know why. But last night, she wasn't doing so good, and I'm worried. Stuff like this... it gets worse before it gets better."

Cameron hissed quietly. He knew Alaska, and she was someone who hated to see her friends in pain. She wasn't much use in the major theaters, and here she was part of a pintsize squadron. She'd do anything she could to help her friends, and Atago was her first.

"What do I need to do?" he asked, serious.

"Just... go to the base, ok?" Alaska said, sounding more tired than normal. "She's on an oil platform patrol today I think. She'll need a friend. Maybe watch a movie, alright? Please?"

Trying not to chuckle, Cameron threw on a turn signal so he could head for the base. "Anything you ask, love. See you soon, okay?"

"Ok, Cameron. Bye..."

---

After calling his mother and letting her know he had to head into the base as a favor to Alaska, Cameron pulled up to the normal parking lot and parked in his normal spot in the front row. Technically it was the NBECruRon 2 CMDR parking space, but for a start there wasn't one and Atago had gotten a shifty look in her eyes the one time someone started talking about it seriously. Besides, the MPs never ticketed him for it, so someone had probably sent a memo on it.

Making his way through the public areas, Cameron pulled out his base ID when he had to get passed the desk at the Shipgirl Dorms. Tehnicaly he was an "NBE Moral Specialist" for his contractor card, but as one very tired secretary explained it was the little runaround that let him charge food expenses to the base when he took 'laska out on a date every other week. As he entered, he moved smartly to Atago's room, the rising moon illuminatng the fact day had passed.

Moments after a polite knock on the door, Atago came out in a too-large t-shirt and bike shorts. As she yawned, Cameron forced his eyes up to meat hers.

"Hey, Cameron." she said, smiling and stepping out of the way to let him in. "You want to come in?"

"Sure." Cameron said, smiling. "Listen, I got some new Lego sets for you and Alaska, okay?"

As the two moved in and shut the door, Cameron breathed in and out, thinking of Alaska in her swimsuit. He was doing her a favor was all. One small favor.

"Cameron? I'm sorry to ask... but can I ask you of one small favor?" Atago asked nervously, blushing slightly. "It has to do with Alaska."

"Yes?"

Reaching out, Cameron found himself incased in Atago, the warmth of her grasp trying and failing to hide the miniscule shakes that racked her frame.
"I need... I need someone to hang on to for a little while. I'm sorry." she said, gulping as she pulled him down to her bed. "I've... I can't sleep without someone here, or I'm there again, and no matter where I go, they're there, and the torpedoes come, and I can't hide, and then I get hit, and, and-"
As Cameron's arms came around her, Atago stopped.

"Just let me explain it to Alaska." Atago murmured, hands clawing at Cameron's back. "That's all I need."

As Cameron nodded, he gasped out at her. "Can I at least get my shirt off?"

Atago nodded, letting go of his chest for a moment while he slid the uniform shirt off. Moments later, his slacks followed, leaving him in a pair of briefs while Atago reclaimed her. The last words she heard before drifting off into a restless sleep were simple.

"I'm here."

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It was a week later, and Alaska was tired. There must have been something out there, just beyond the radar horizon sending in those damnable PT boats, and intermittent flights of Griefs attacked her convoy every other day. Moving towards her room, she opened the door and looked inside carefully. On her bed sat Atago, carefully setting up a very small Lego set. On Atago's lap sat Cameron, blinking carefully as he held the work table steady.

"mrgphble" went Alaska to the bathroom to shower. About a half-hour later, she came out in a fluffy robe, plopped down on her bed, and mumbled at the two. Frowning for a moment, Cameron manuvered his Legos off his lap, moving over to Alaska.

"'laska?" he asked, before getting grabbed and pulled in. Shortly later, a fluffy fleece was thrown around, and more mumbles emmited from Alaska.

"Atago? She... I think she wants you to come over." Cameron said. The nervous heavy cruiser complied, before getting grabbed and pulled in. Moments of flurried adjusting later, and Alaska sighed as she curled Cameron up beside her, the poor boy pressed against his girlfiends keel from stem to stern. Above them, Atago served as pillow and blanket, her head trailing down by Alaska's and her chest serving to rest the Large Cruiser while her warm tummy rested Cameron's.

"Nap." Alaska pronounced solemnly, before dozing off. As Cameron and Atago's eyes drooped lower, both of them blinked slowly, the soporific effect of the centerpiece in the nest luring them towards sleep.

For the first time in seven nights, the trio all slept soundly.
 
But yeah, with the news of the World's first expecting battleship, just letting it slip during a summoning ceremony that she needs a good escort detail might cause a Black Friday-grade stampede of all the Clemsons, Fletchers, Sumners and Gearings trying to be the first through the rift. :D
I'm now imagining this eldritch portal into the unknown, completely plugged up with destroyers who were trying to be first out the door.

With the Horror of Horrors using a giant plunger to get them through.
 
But yeah, with the news of the World's first expecting battleship, just letting it slip during a summoning ceremony that she needs a good escort detail might cause a Black Friday-grade stampede of all the Clemsons, Fletchers, Sumners and Gearings trying to be the first through the rift. :D
maybe a few Atlanta's too. They could easily pull babysitting duty as well.

After all, how hard can a set of twins be compared to herding entire desrons around.
 
I'm now imagining this eldritch portal into the unknown, completely plugged up with destroyers who were trying to be first out the door.

With the Horror of Horrors using a giant plunger to get them through.

AND THE GATES OF BATH IRONWORKS DID OPEN!

AND THERE WAS A GREAT OUTPOURING OF DESTROYERS!

AND THE GATES OF BETHLAHEM STEEL DID OPEN!

AND THERE WAS A GREAT OUTPOURING OF LIBERTY SHIPS!

AND THE GATES OF ELECTRIC BOAT DID OPEN!

AND THERE WAS A GREAT OUTPOURING OF SUBMARINES!

AND THE GATES OF NEWPORT NEWS DID OPEN!

AND THERE WAS A GREAT OUTPOURING OF ESCORT CARRIERS!

AND THE GATES OF DETROIT SHIP DID OPEN!

AND THERE WAS A GREAT OUTPOURING OF DESTROYER ESCORTS!

...

You guys get the point- if at first you don't succeed, open more doors.
 
Yeah, Cameron's one lucky guy. Dating 'Laska and getting snuggles from 'Tago (albeit in a completely platonic way)? Dude...
That ain't platonic boy. That ain't platonic at all. Atago just isn't about to do anything unless Alaska is right there (while Cameron is going 'Buh, wha?'), as Alaska got first dibs and is okay with things.

Personally I think Atago finds it hot as all out that Cameron did NOT oogle the obvious 'big titty blonde' that everyone else is oogling, but went for Alaska. Yet those two are so linked-in that Atago isn't going to be left out of the relationship, and likely will get yoinked in by Alaska (again, while Cameron goes, 'Buh, wha?!?' in total confusement as to how he was that lucky).
 
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