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"Fick!"

Bismarck stumbled around drunkenly in a alleyway behind the Combined Fleet's sleeping quarters in the middle of the night as she rambled mindlessly to herself in her native language, with a bottle in fist. Moonlight lit everything now as a passing rain storm left every glistening in it's white rays as she smiled and looked around, the smile quickly faded.

She was alone. She was always alone...

The others turned in early after the long trip as she just sat at the bar, drinking alone. The U.S. ships in the back ignored her as the British ships were nowhere to be found, along with the IJN. Her little stunt earlier had cost her any kind of warm welcoming as she stared at the glass of booze in front of her and frowned.

Back outside, Bismarck paused for a drink next to an overhead lamp as she swayed in place and tilted the bottle skyward. The German girl drank deeply as the bottle was soon empty.

"VVVVhat iz zzzzhis?!" Bismarck shook the bottle, then looked into the upside down bottle with one eye. When nothing came out she simply tossed it in the grass in disgust, she then began to curse rudely at the empty bottle for being empty as she stumbled forward and fell face first in to moist grass.

"Is this it...!? The shining star of the kriegsmarines! Face down in the dirt..."

Bismarck laid there for a moment as she looked up to see a back door to "her" sleeping quarters.

"Mmmgghhhaaa." Slowly getting to her hands and knees, the drunk girl began to crawl to the backdoor.

The door slid open silently, but didn't close as she now attempted to crawl quietly to her bed.

"Mmmmmm..." A fan hummed peacefully as Bismarck unbuttoned her coat, near her bed as she suddenly lost her balance and steered straight into the bottom bunk.

She collided bow first with another ship girl as the sleeping girl turned over.

"Whoz tha'? A'rk? Wa'les?" The British Battlecrusier Hood awoke groggily, knowing they were both at the Dock from the extreme training earlier as a sudden hand fell on her mouth.

Knowing that she had the sheer weight in her favor, Bismarck shifted Hood's center of gravity and pinned her to the bed.

"Zorry Frau Hood..." Hood's brown eyes widened at the German girls voice.

[Radar's jammed! All signals down!]

Hood froze instantly as the moonlight suddenly crept into her room and into her bunk, revealing Bismarck's grinning drunken face.

"Zurpised too zee me?"

Bismarck's stared deeply into the British girl's glowing brown eyes as the moonlight flooded the room.

Surprisingly, Hood's eyes only watered pitifully as she moved her lips under the German's hand.

"Vhat's zhat?" Bismarck slowly removed her hand from Hood's mouth.

[Communications Back Online!]

"Still Alone I see..." The spunky dark haired girl whispered with a smile as Bismarck's face twisted violently.

"V-Vhat du you k-know?!" Bismarck's hands landed like "38's" on the Battlecrusier's small chest and right arm as Hood took evasive action.

[MODERATE DAMAGE SUSTAINED!]

She rolled in place as the German girl's hand tried to target Hood's small but quick frame.

"Oh no you don't!" Then Hood remembered what Ark had said earlier.

{Earlier...}

"Oi if Bismarck comes about, and I know she bloody will..." Ark said sternly as Hood turned her nose up and yelled.

"Fook off!" Ark kicked her roughly in the leg, causing herself some pain as Hood stood with balled fists.

"Wanna' hav' a go Luv?! I'll put a fucken' hole in ya' so fucken' big!" Ark Royal was right in the Battlecrusier's face as Wales suddenly stepped in.

"Oi letz' gouuu." Wales dragged Ark away as the Carrier pointed to her body knowingly and called out.

"Oh an' don't worry Luv, she'll be alone..."

[TARGET BISMARCK'S STERN!]

Hood lashed out wildly as she crawled swiftly behind Bismarck's super-structure and bite violently into the German ship-girl's ass.

The blonde screamed painfully, throwing her weight again as both rolled out from the bunk as the lights turned on. Hood's teeth drilled into the German girl's ass deeply as she suddenly looked up.

[Schadensbegrenzung Bericht!*]

"A're you havin' a fucken' propa' lark?" Ark Royal stood surprised in the doorway with Wales behind her.

T.B.C.

Damage-control, Report!*