This is an episode tag for What Time Does The Balloon Go Up?
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When Schultz finally finished his shift, he could hardly keep his eyes open. His feet were throbbing, his body hurt, and his head was pounding above it all, as though keeping time with the events of his rather unfortunate day.
Hochstetter's voice especially tended to give him headaches, and combining that with the Kommandant's whine, the sirens, the dogs and Hogan's lies ... Schultz wondered if he'd be able to fall asleep.
Yet he was tired enough that he knew it wouldn't be difficult.
He fought through a wave of exhaustion as he entered his room and sat on his bed. He didn't bother turning on the lights, merely reaching for his boots and scowling at how difficult it was.
He absently wondered if Hogan ever felt like this at the end of one of his escapades, then remembered that he didn't want to know. Baskets and kites, a tent and a missing allied operative ... It was enough to make Schultz want to escape!
The Colonel seemed to be getting crazier as the war marched on, and Schultz could feel himself being caught in the same predicament.
He didn't pay much attention to where his boots landed, only focusing on pulling his uniform off so he could go to bed.
Yet even as he tugged at the buttons, something caught his attention. A bright color in a dark, colorless room.
He caught it in his comparatively large hand, and reverently held what he now recognized as a small yellow bow. Where had it come from?
There was a string attached to it, prompting him to stand up, turning on the light.
A kite?!
And indeed it was. A pale blue kite, with pretty yellow and orange bows all along the tail. On top of it, there was a note that said in perfect German;
To Wolfie, From Uncle Hans
Schultz hadn't even realized that he was crying until his tear hit the note, the ugly words of LeBeau ringing in his ears,
"Now why would I make a kite for a dirty little Boche kid?"
Why, indeed.
So, I know it's short, and it's supposed to be. I always thought that LeBeau was a little hard on poor Schultz when they're flying the kite. Especially considering that Schultz was just crying because of how touched he was that LeBeau would make a kite for his nephew.
C'mon guys, this is WAR. I'd like to think that LeBeau WOULD like to bring a smile to a little boy's face.
