*The next day-around 8pm*
Klink sat back with a happy sigh. His father was supposedly taking a nap-Hogan was in his barracks, Schultz on guard duty...finally! Peace for a few hours, perhaps...
BRRRRRRING!!!
Klink suddenly had the urge to throw something...but he knew it just might be an important phone call. He picked up the reciever and tried to contain his anger. "Heil Hitler, what is it?"
"Sir? I want to report that some of the prisoners attempted to break-"
"WHAT! WHO???"
The guard hesitated. "Umm...Srgt.s Carter and Kinchloe-and Hogan."
Klink turned red. How DARE they attempt an escape while his father was there! Well, he'd show what he was made of!! "Bring them to my office at ONCE! And summon my father. Dismissed!"
He hung up and started pacing. Just when things had started to settle down..
The guard shrugged. "He wants you in the office. "
The guard came rushing in, not a full 3 minutes later with the prisoners in tow. He came to a stiff attention, saluted and clicked his heels. "The prisoners, Herr Kommandant." at just this time, Schultz and Klink Sr. came wheeling in. Shultz, bumbling and muttering, came to attention and dopped his helmet on the floor in hte process. The Guard looked as if he was trying to contain laughter,
Hogan had his hat cocked, and Carter was trying to hold a whole bunch of handmade tools. Klink narrowed his eyes. "Would you care to explain to me, Colonel Hogan, how you manage to try to escape so often, even when you KNOW it's impossible??"
Hogan smiled and shrugged. "We weren't escaping-the men wnat their teddy bear, sir! They made it, after all!!!"
Sr. Klink rolled up with irritation. "If they made a machine gun and shovels, they wouldn't be allowed to keep them!"
Klink jr nodded in agreement. "Schultz! Confine these men to their barracks and reduce white bread and writing paper rations for each man. Start up a fire and we'll burn that cursed bear!" he raged with unusual forcefullnes. The POWs looked stricken for a moment until Klink Sr. saved their behinds, literally...
Klink Sr., who definetely disliked his son's actions up to this point, spoke up. "Wilhelm, I want to see that..'teddy bear'. It would make a perfect gift to your mother, she is upset at me for playing the Volin at one of her parties.
Hogan made a sigh of relief, but at the same time this was pretty bad.
Klink nodded, in sympathy-if the prisoners thought HE was bad!...who had taught him?...perhaps instead of reduced rations...no, of course that wouldn't work...
"Very well, Father-Schultz will take him to your quarters. Schultz!" Schultz clicked his heels and left.
****************
Hogan sat heavily on the bench. What had he done wrong? How were they to get that bear now? Clearly he'd overplayed Klink....and that bothered him.
To top it off, they STILL have to reach their contact in Hammelburg!
"Ok men, it's pretty desperate now. Any suggestions?"
Kinch sighed. "Afraid not, Colonel...there's not really a problem with actually GETTING the bear...it'll just be at least a few hours before that happens...and the agent needs the bear in like..." He looked at his watch. "two hours-to catch a plane out."
Hogan nodded brusquely. "Contact the underground-arrange a meeting at the Schneiderzohn barn. "
**********
That night, Hogan, Carter, Newkirk and LeBeau dressed as German civiallians stood inside the old barn waiting their contact. Hogan looked down at his watch then took out the wireless radio. "Kinch, and sign of trucks cars or horses?" he aked impatiently into the radio.
"No sir. All is quiet." Hogan silently cursed.There was a noise in the shadows and his men quickly pulled out their weapons and took up defensive postions.
"D-d-don't shoot, boys! It's me!!!" Schultz whimpered. Hogan put down his gun. "SChultz?! What the heck are you doing here? Did you follow us?"
Schultz shook his head energetically. "No, Colonel-H-Herr Klink had me roll him out here..."
Schultz produced the old man, who was quite surprised at who he saw. "YOU! YOU'RE 'papa bear', Amerikaner??"
Colonel Hogan restrained laughter. "Yeah, as a matter of fact..."
To the POWs surprise, Klink laughed and motioned for Schultz to leave. "B-but, Herr Klink, I cannot leave you..." he was cut off by Hogan.
"Schultz, do you REALLY want to hear this, I mean REALLY?"
Schultz closed his flapping mouth and muttered. "I see nothing..NOTHING!" he left very quickly, shutting the barn door behind him.
Hogan leaned against a post. "Good man, Schultz."
:Klink nodded. "Great for your operation, i can imagine, as is my poor ignorant offspring. Now what is the problem, Papa Bear?"
Hogan straightened. "Well, we CALLED the meeting because the device was out of our hands in time for your leaving time. But...you already have it. "
Klink frowned. "What are you talking about, Amerikaner?"
Hogan grinned. "The Bear, Wolf, the teddy bear." 'Wolf' smiled and laughed.
"I see. Well in that case, I wish you success in your operation-you have no idea how much good you are doing for the Allied war effort. God bless."
Klink shook his hand. Hogan returned the surprisingly hearty shake, and wondered at the ingenuity of his disguise...was he really the frail old man he seemed?
Hogan gestured for LeBeau to go fetch Schultz.
LeBeau nodded and exited. "Schultzie, oh schultzie?" he called into the night.
"What is it, Cockroach?"
"You can come back in now, Schultz." Klink called from the barn. "It is getting late, and my son," he spat the word "Might actually be worrying. We must go."
"B-but what about Colonel Hogan, and the Englander?" "Wotsa 'bout us, Schultzie?"
LeBeau grinned. He didn't count?
Hogan patted Schultz on the back. "We came out to help you search for the escaped prisoner-LeBeau."
"Y-you did? I was searcing? I-I-I...come one! Let's get back to camp! MARCH!
And so the allies lined up and marched, ahead of the wheelchair-LeBeau looking crestfallen. "
**************
Klink sat back, this time NOTHING could go wrong. No Teddy Bears, no fathers, and docile prisoners, not to mention a few locked away safely in the cooler.
BRRIIIINNGGG!!!
Klink in his happy mood picked up the reciever and spat out a cheerful 'Heil Hitler before the wave hit him. It was Klink Sr.
"Bah! Humbug! Wilhelm, son, I bet you can't guess where I AM! Son, how are you?" Klink Sr, or Wolf as he was know where he was, asked Colonel Klink cheerfully.
Klink frowned. "I am SURE I don't know, sir. "
Not waiting for a response, Klink Sr continued.
"I was just calling to tell you that your Mother and I are in England-England! I have to go, but tell Hogan thankyou for me, ja?"
As his father hung up the phone on him, Klink slamed the reciever back on the hook, and bellowed, "HOOGANNNN!!"
As if on cue, Hogan walked in, with a gift wrapped parcel under his arm.
"You wanted me sir?"
Klink took his pen, and pointed it at him. "I just recieved a call from my father, who is apparently in England, he said to give you thanks. WHAT IS THIS ABOUT, Hogan?
Hogan inwardly sighed with relief. This was the way Wolf was to let them know he was home free. Outwardly, he shrugged. "Gee, I dunno, sir...I thought he hated me. Maybe my charm outwitted him...I guess he decided he'd go where we're all friendly-you know, not shooting eachother?"
Klink started to talk, then stopped...Hogan had a point, there.
Hogan started to leave, then stopped, and snapped. "Oh YEAH! The boys made you a gift sir, they're way of apologizing for all the trouble they caused over that Teddy Bear. Here ya go. "
And with that, Hogan left. Overcome by curiousity, Klink cautiously unwrapped his gift. Out came the most gorgeous little teddy bear.
Klink suppressed himself from ripping it in half. Shaking his fist at the door from which Hogan had retreated, he looked back at the bear, lying on the floor. He picked it up, examining it.
Well, it wasn't SO bad...he sat it on the corner of the desk, and went back to his reports.
THE END
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Klink sat back with a happy sigh. His father was supposedly taking a nap-Hogan was in his barracks, Schultz on guard duty...finally! Peace for a few hours, perhaps...
BRRRRRRING!!!
Klink suddenly had the urge to throw something...but he knew it just might be an important phone call. He picked up the reciever and tried to contain his anger. "Heil Hitler, what is it?"
"Sir? I want to report that some of the prisoners attempted to break-"
"WHAT! WHO???"
The guard hesitated. "Umm...Srgt.s Carter and Kinchloe-and Hogan."
Klink turned red. How DARE they attempt an escape while his father was there! Well, he'd show what he was made of!! "Bring them to my office at ONCE! And summon my father. Dismissed!"
He hung up and started pacing. Just when things had started to settle down..
The guard shrugged. "He wants you in the office. "
The guard came rushing in, not a full 3 minutes later with the prisoners in tow. He came to a stiff attention, saluted and clicked his heels. "The prisoners, Herr Kommandant." at just this time, Schultz and Klink Sr. came wheeling in. Shultz, bumbling and muttering, came to attention and dopped his helmet on the floor in hte process. The Guard looked as if he was trying to contain laughter,
Hogan had his hat cocked, and Carter was trying to hold a whole bunch of handmade tools. Klink narrowed his eyes. "Would you care to explain to me, Colonel Hogan, how you manage to try to escape so often, even when you KNOW it's impossible??"
Hogan smiled and shrugged. "We weren't escaping-the men wnat their teddy bear, sir! They made it, after all!!!"
Sr. Klink rolled up with irritation. "If they made a machine gun and shovels, they wouldn't be allowed to keep them!"
Klink jr nodded in agreement. "Schultz! Confine these men to their barracks and reduce white bread and writing paper rations for each man. Start up a fire and we'll burn that cursed bear!" he raged with unusual forcefullnes. The POWs looked stricken for a moment until Klink Sr. saved their behinds, literally...
Klink Sr., who definetely disliked his son's actions up to this point, spoke up. "Wilhelm, I want to see that..'teddy bear'. It would make a perfect gift to your mother, she is upset at me for playing the Volin at one of her parties.
Hogan made a sigh of relief, but at the same time this was pretty bad.
Klink nodded, in sympathy-if the prisoners thought HE was bad!...who had taught him?...perhaps instead of reduced rations...no, of course that wouldn't work...
"Very well, Father-Schultz will take him to your quarters. Schultz!" Schultz clicked his heels and left.
****************
Hogan sat heavily on the bench. What had he done wrong? How were they to get that bear now? Clearly he'd overplayed Klink....and that bothered him.
To top it off, they STILL have to reach their contact in Hammelburg!
"Ok men, it's pretty desperate now. Any suggestions?"
Kinch sighed. "Afraid not, Colonel...there's not really a problem with actually GETTING the bear...it'll just be at least a few hours before that happens...and the agent needs the bear in like..." He looked at his watch. "two hours-to catch a plane out."
Hogan nodded brusquely. "Contact the underground-arrange a meeting at the Schneiderzohn barn. "
**********
That night, Hogan, Carter, Newkirk and LeBeau dressed as German civiallians stood inside the old barn waiting their contact. Hogan looked down at his watch then took out the wireless radio. "Kinch, and sign of trucks cars or horses?" he aked impatiently into the radio.
"No sir. All is quiet." Hogan silently cursed.There was a noise in the shadows and his men quickly pulled out their weapons and took up defensive postions.
"D-d-don't shoot, boys! It's me!!!" Schultz whimpered. Hogan put down his gun. "SChultz?! What the heck are you doing here? Did you follow us?"
Schultz shook his head energetically. "No, Colonel-H-Herr Klink had me roll him out here..."
Schultz produced the old man, who was quite surprised at who he saw. "YOU! YOU'RE 'papa bear', Amerikaner??"
Colonel Hogan restrained laughter. "Yeah, as a matter of fact..."
To the POWs surprise, Klink laughed and motioned for Schultz to leave. "B-but, Herr Klink, I cannot leave you..." he was cut off by Hogan.
"Schultz, do you REALLY want to hear this, I mean REALLY?"
Schultz closed his flapping mouth and muttered. "I see nothing..NOTHING!" he left very quickly, shutting the barn door behind him.
Hogan leaned against a post. "Good man, Schultz."
:Klink nodded. "Great for your operation, i can imagine, as is my poor ignorant offspring. Now what is the problem, Papa Bear?"
Hogan straightened. "Well, we CALLED the meeting because the device was out of our hands in time for your leaving time. But...you already have it. "
Klink frowned. "What are you talking about, Amerikaner?"
Hogan grinned. "The Bear, Wolf, the teddy bear." 'Wolf' smiled and laughed.
"I see. Well in that case, I wish you success in your operation-you have no idea how much good you are doing for the Allied war effort. God bless."
Klink shook his hand. Hogan returned the surprisingly hearty shake, and wondered at the ingenuity of his disguise...was he really the frail old man he seemed?
Hogan gestured for LeBeau to go fetch Schultz.
LeBeau nodded and exited. "Schultzie, oh schultzie?" he called into the night.
"What is it, Cockroach?"
"You can come back in now, Schultz." Klink called from the barn. "It is getting late, and my son," he spat the word "Might actually be worrying. We must go."
"B-but what about Colonel Hogan, and the Englander?" "Wotsa 'bout us, Schultzie?"
LeBeau grinned. He didn't count?
Hogan patted Schultz on the back. "We came out to help you search for the escaped prisoner-LeBeau."
"Y-you did? I was searcing? I-I-I...come one! Let's get back to camp! MARCH!
And so the allies lined up and marched, ahead of the wheelchair-LeBeau looking crestfallen. "
**************
Klink sat back, this time NOTHING could go wrong. No Teddy Bears, no fathers, and docile prisoners, not to mention a few locked away safely in the cooler.
BRRIIIINNGGG!!!
Klink in his happy mood picked up the reciever and spat out a cheerful 'Heil Hitler before the wave hit him. It was Klink Sr.
"Bah! Humbug! Wilhelm, son, I bet you can't guess where I AM! Son, how are you?" Klink Sr, or Wolf as he was know where he was, asked Colonel Klink cheerfully.
Klink frowned. "I am SURE I don't know, sir. "
Not waiting for a response, Klink Sr continued.
"I was just calling to tell you that your Mother and I are in England-England! I have to go, but tell Hogan thankyou for me, ja?"
As his father hung up the phone on him, Klink slamed the reciever back on the hook, and bellowed, "HOOGANNNN!!"
As if on cue, Hogan walked in, with a gift wrapped parcel under his arm.
"You wanted me sir?"
Klink took his pen, and pointed it at him. "I just recieved a call from my father, who is apparently in England, he said to give you thanks. WHAT IS THIS ABOUT, Hogan?
Hogan inwardly sighed with relief. This was the way Wolf was to let them know he was home free. Outwardly, he shrugged. "Gee, I dunno, sir...I thought he hated me. Maybe my charm outwitted him...I guess he decided he'd go where we're all friendly-you know, not shooting eachother?"
Klink started to talk, then stopped...Hogan had a point, there.
Hogan started to leave, then stopped, and snapped. "Oh YEAH! The boys made you a gift sir, they're way of apologizing for all the trouble they caused over that Teddy Bear. Here ya go. "
And with that, Hogan left. Overcome by curiousity, Klink cautiously unwrapped his gift. Out came the most gorgeous little teddy bear.
Klink suppressed himself from ripping it in half. Shaking his fist at the door from which Hogan had retreated, he looked back at the bear, lying on the floor. He picked it up, examining it.
Well, it wasn't SO bad...he sat it on the corner of the desk, and went back to his reports.
THE END
*whew* ok that was the end of this story...if you liked it and want more, let me know...