The day went past quickly and true to her word Bomber served pancakes at dinner time. Savoury crispy pancakes filled with ham and cheese, served with mashed potatoes and baked beans. They weren't very appetising and were straight out of the 1980's. It was a special meal just for spider and 2-dads . they went impressed especially when they saw what was on offer for the rest of the crew she had made a deep filled quiche. Filled with chicken, mushrooms, peppers, sweetcorn and cheese.

"Bomb, you cant be serious" 2 dads protested when handed his plate "why cant I have some of that." He pointed to the Quiche.

"Because Leader the chefo has cooked that especially for you so I suggest you show her the respect she deserves and eat it." Kate walked up behind him making him jump. If she hadn't have walked up then he was sure he could win bomber round and not have any more pancakes.

"But Ma'am" he protested

"no buts Leader" Kate cut him off . "Eat up" she smiled "this looks fantastic by the way bomber" Kate took a plate from Bomber adding salad and a bred roll

"Bomber please cant I just have some quiche" 2-Dads begged

"sorry 2-Dads but there wont be enough" bomber shrugged smiling sweetly watching him slink off towards the sailors mess. Handing the plates out to the rest of the crew.

spider walked in to the sailors mess also carrying crispy pancakes and baked beans. Pushing the food around his plate he was unimpressed by this. Even more so when they were joined by the others who all had the quiche. It even smelt as good as it looked.

"this is all your fault 2-dads" spider hissed

The following morning talk turned to what everyone was giving up for lent. Mike was sat in the CO 's chair with swain steering.

"who's giving up something for lent" Nav asked keeping one eye on the radar

"salad" came Charges responce "I think I am giving up Salad"

Everyone turned to look at him.

"charge you don't even touch the Salad when I make it" bomber laughed "and if it is the only thing on the lunch menu then you make me make you a sandwich"

mike shook his head. this was going to be fun. he him self had had made a promise to give up his so called piracy and tell NAVCOM of every plan he had to get the green light.

"so then it will be a piece of cake" charge smiled

"its not suppose to be easy, charge. Its suppose to test your strength and will power to resist temptation"

"Tim Tams" spider interrupted

Nav began writing down what everyone said. This would be interesting and fun to see who cracked first and gave in to temptation.

"vegemite" swain called

"good that stuff stinks and tastes rank besides there's none left in the stores." Bomber called "I am giving up chips"

"smoking...again" buffer smiled chucking his smokes on the table in front of him

"I give buffer a hour" 2 dads whispered to charge

"well what are you giving up 2 dads" buffer called

"I am going to give up poker" he grinned

Everyone laughed this would be fun. If 2 dads gave up poker then it really would be a miracle.

"good one 2-dads" charge wiped a tear from his eye

"no I am serious gambling is a Sin and lent is a time of reflection . I intend on going upstairs not down" he tried to smile angelic.

"I think it may be a little late on that one 2-dads" Nav sniggered

"yeah I think your halo has slipped a little" Kate turned to look at him

"enough joking around lets get back to the task in had and find this FFV please" mike called

"well I think this is a pointless waste of time" RO spoke as he headed out to the coms centre.

"spoil sport" Nav called

"so what are you giving up Nav" buffer asked looking over her shoulder at the list she had produced

"I was going to give up coffee" she smiled

"considering the amount you drink Ma'am that may not be a good idea. Going cold turkey from that much coffee may make you a little..." swain said a little apprehensive on how to finish that

"a little what Swaino" Nav grinned knowing where his mind was heading

Mike looked over to his crew. It was a tight knit family on board and the banter between them was always a laugh. He also knew where swains thinking was going. He heard Nav resolve to cut back on coffee rather than give it up altogether.

"what if anything are you giving up X" mike smiled over to her

"I don't know Sir, haven't given it much thought" she smiled with out taking her eyes of the EOD system

"what about chocolate" mike grinned leaning over and pulling a chocolate bar she had hidden in her pocket

"no chance" she made a grab for the chocolate bar and missed. "besides do you want me to be hangry because if you make me give up chocolate that's what will happen. And its a scientific fact woman need chocolate. It is one of the basic food groups"

"but not this much" mike pulled a second chocolate bar; Cadbury's fudge finger from the pen holder on her arm

"well if you make me give up chocolate you have to give up coffee" she pulled the mug he was just about to take a sip from away from his mouth. "thanks"

"ah but if I don't have coffee then I am not a fully functioning captain and do you want to explain to NAVCOM how a multi billion dollar warship sank" he grinned teasing her

"what ever just give me my chocolate back" she made a grab for the bars again but wasn't quick enough.

Mike left the bridge to make a fresh coffee. "X" he called from the steps "catch" he threw the dairy milk bar back at her and took a bite from the fudge "my favourite" he grinned

Kate shot daggers at him. The fudge finger was her favourite bar as well and he knew this. He was teasing her. She sat in the CO's chair and ate her own bar whilst looking out. They were coming up on the last known location of the FFV they were following.

There was no way Kate was going to give up on her chocolate. It was one of the only pleasures she enjoyed on board and she needed it as she said it was a scientific fact woman needed chocolate at least one a month if not everyday.

enjoy. if you have given something then all the luck to you. I haven't given up anything for lent. but I would be like charge I'd give up lettuce or something. please let me know what you think