I DO NOT OWN ANY PART THE STRIKE WITCHES!
August 14, 1944.
Britannia, Strike Witches Base
"Waah."
All the witches poked their heads out their doors. The scream had come from the bathroom.
Charlotte sighed.
"Not again." She thought
Lynne, half-dressed, came charging down the hallway.
"What now?" Charlotte asked grabbing Lynne's arm.
"Your brother's is a…a….prev." she said as she ran into her room slamming the door.
Charlotte still in her undergarments walked down to the bathroom. She kicked the door out letting out a wave of steam out. She sighed as she lead against the door way.
"You know Max, you should really pay a little bit more attention to your surroundings. This is the girls bath room, the boys is across the hall. Do try and remember that."
Max was relaxing in the water, he seemed to not really care because he eyes were closed and he seemed to sipping something from a margarita glass.
"Oh really? I have to disagree." He looked at his sister, his eyes glowing a bright blue. "I think I have freedom over where I can and can't go."
"I don't recall you giving you permission to do that." Said Minna as she and Mio walked up.
Max jumped up stating at attention.
Minna's face turned pink as she quickly tuned her head to the side.
"Cover yourself there lieutenant." Mio ordered.
"Hun?" Max gave them a curious look. His eyes suddenly went as wide as plates and he dove into the water his face as red as a tomato.
"Aw man, why did this happen to me?" he thought.
