Chapter 1: Meeting Chekhov's Army
Alisa sighed as she peeked into Kay's office, which was empty.
She had met up with the other students, like Kay told her to, and was on her way to where they were going to...
...to...
...to...
'I wonder why Kay didn't tell me why they're all here?' Alisa thought to herself, 'Though it would help a lot more if that was the only thing she omitted."
Kay had forgotten to tell Alisa where to lead everyone to.
So now she had about a dozen girls trailing behind her like lost ducklings.
The Ooarai girls trotted along uncertainly, looking around at the sight of Saunder's main school building.
The ones from Kuromorimine walked in a more confident fashion, though not all of them.
Lastly, the only one who seemed more relaxed was Darjeeling, who gracefully kept up with the group while sipping her tea.
Alisa tried the rec room, not there. Classrooms on the first floor? Not there either. Second floor? Nope.
'Just what is Kay planning anyways?'
"Kay?"
"Yeah, what is it, Naomi?"
"You did tell them where to meet us, right?"
"..."
"..."
"You did tell them, right?"
"..."
After several minutes of peeking into rooms, Alisa found Kay and Naomi. After a brief questioning about why Kay didn't simply use the other classrooms on the lower floors and had everyone climb up to the higher floors, everyone settled down.
The classroom had been temporarily converted into a makeshift theater. The desks were stacked up at the sides, chairs were arranged in rows, and a screen and projector were set up. In the corner, there was a single desk with a large pile of snacks, sodas and juices, with a piece of paper labeling them as "theater food".
Kay stood next to the screen, a large smile on her face, "Hello everyone! I'm glad you could all make it for this special viewing!"
"Viewing?" Yukari, Ooarai's resident tank enthusiast, asked.
"That's right, Sergeant Oddball!" she whipped out an unfamiliar-looking DVD, "I've just received a important package this morning, the entire first season of Art Of Panzer!"
"Art of...Panzer?" Maho gave a questioning look, "Basically something about shensha-do?"
"Well, yes and no. It's somewhat based on shensha-do, but with a few differences."
"How?"
"Well, I looked up some supplementary materials online, and there's a few differences between our shensha-do and the so-called 'Tankery' from this anime. First of all, the tanks used must have at least been conceived between the 1950s and 1990s."
"Which means we get to see Centurions and Leopards in action?!" Yukari exclaimed excitedly.
"Right! Now secondly, Tankery is apparently a co-ed sport."
"What?! No fair! Why can't shensha-do be co-ed as well?" this time, the question was loudly posed by Saori, Ooarai's self-proclaimed romance expert.
Maho looked like she was about to explain why, but Kay cut her off, "Anyways, so we're going to see guys riding tanks along with girls. Now, also the anime takes place in England and there's schools from other countries as well."
"Well, I think you've said enough, Kay. Shall we begin the viewing already?"
"Yeah, I guess now's a good time as any!" Kay handed the DVD to Alisa, who inserted it into a laptop connected to the projector.
A DVD menu appeared on the screen, there were four options, "PLAY ALL", "EPISODE SELECTION", "AUDIO OPTIONS", and "BONUS FEATURES".
"I'll handle this part, Alisa. You can sit down," Alisa nodded and sat down between Miho, Ooarai's shensha-do team commander, and one of the Kuromorimine girls.
"You see-" Kay continued, "-the best about this is..." she paused as she clicked on the "AUDIO OPTIONS".
More options came up, but Kay ignored them and selected "AUDIO LANGUAGE".
"This special DVD comes with Japanese dubbing!" Kay selected "日本語", and also switched on English and Japanese subtitles (you know, for the sake of convenience)
"Alright! Let's start!" she hit "PLAY ALL" and sat down.
(The scene begins with a beautiful shot at the early morning sky, the sunrise tinting it orange, the sound of birds chirping can be heard.)
"Looks peaceful," Orange Pekoe commented.
(Suddenly, a rather badly played guitar tune ruins the peaceful vibe.)
"Wow, not even a minute into this and someone's already jinxed something," Mako mumbled, just loud enough to be heard by everyone.
(The camera pans downwards towards a dormitory, and the scene switches to inside one of the dorms. A girl with long, braided blonde hair is revealed as the culprit.)
"Huh, she looks kinda familiar," Kay pointed out.
"Wait, she does kind of resemble Darjeeling a bit," said Miho.
"If she had longer hair, and somehow picked up guitar along the way."
Darjeeling decided to remain quiet.
(The other two occupants groaned under their blankets, with the second one burying their face under a pillow, before picking it up and tossing it towards the blond girl, revealing some messy, hazel, shoulder length hair)
Blonde haired girl: Gah! (gets knocked to the floor by the pillow, the guitar made a 'TWANG!' as it hit the floor)
Hazel haired girl: (groans) Sonia, can you please find a better time to practice? You're the worst alarm clock in the world.
"Wow, she's got a pretty good arm," said Yukari, "She would make a pretty good loader."
Sonia: Come on, Fiona. (gets up from the floor, guitar still in hand) It can't be that bad.
The camera switched to the lower bunk on the other side of the room, where the third occupant is revealed to be a boy with short, dark brown hair. He was propped up by his elbow with his face leaning on his right hand.
"What? Co-ed rooms as well?" Saori exclaimed again.
"I wonder how they get changed?" Darjeeling commented.
Brown haired boy: It IS that bad, Sonia. I'd rather wake up to my alarm instead of...(picks up a digital clock sitting on the end table)...6:09 AM...
Mako grimaced, "No one should ever wake up at that time..."
"I can wake up at that time," said on of the Kuromorimine girls.
Miho turned around, "Who are you by the way? I don't think I caught your name."
"Just call me Ritaiko, I'm the Jagdpanther commander."
"Really? I don't think we encountered a Jagdpanther during the tournament."
Sonia: (sighs) Well, the day is young! Like they say...(laughs nervously)
Fiona: Look, just put that away and let's go for breakfast. Samson, you're first for the shower.
Samson: Yeah, thanks.
"Samson...Samson...Oh! I know, Samson must be named after the FV106, a British armoured recovery vehicle. The main role of that vehicle was to recover the CVR(T) family of vehicles, but could recover other light tracked vehicles such as the FV430 series..."
"Whoa, whoa. Pipe down, Oddball. It could be just a coincidence."
"I suppose we just have to wait and see," Darjeeling added.
(The scene changes to a small neighbourhood, the camera pans around a small road, several houses, and finally a cafe, where the trio has sat down outside. Sonia wore a simple loose blouse with flowery patterns, jeans and pink flats. Fiona had a pale yellow sundress under a gray, short sleeve jacket and brown slip-ons, she also had a white hairband to keep her hair out of her eyes. Samson wore a white dress shirt, beige slacks and black sneakers.)
"Episode 1: The Second Year"
Fiona (monologue): I never thought that a year could go by so quickly. I mean, it's already my second year of high school.
"What's this now?" Maho asked.
"Sounds like one of the main characters is monologuing, it's a trope used in a lot of TV shows," Darjeeling replied.
(Sonia appeared to be talking about something exciting between bites of her blueberry pancakes, while Samson simply ate his biscuits, nodding from time to time. Fiona appeared to be staring off into the sky.)
Fiona (monologue): The first day I came here seemed like yesterday, the first time I met my dormmates, the first time I stepped into homeroom. yep, all that.
"We've all been there, haven't we?" Hana spoke up at last, "Moving on to the next year and reminiscing about the past year."
(Camera pans down from the sky towards the front gate of a school, the trio walks in front of the camera and through the gate, bags in hand. The sign next to the gate read "Redshire Hills International School" with the words "Est. 1939" and "Let Freedom And Peace Dwell Here" below.
Fiona (monologue): It feels...weird...Just stepping into this school once again. It's familiar but...unfamiliar at the same time, and it's making me a bit nervous.
(Scene switches again to inside the school building, where they have stopped in front of a notice board)
Samson: Okay, new homerooms. Wonder where we're going to end up this time.
Sonia: Maybe we'll get lucky and end up in the same homeroom again.
Samson: I highly doubt that...
"And they end up in different homerooms, don't they?" said Alisa.
Fiona: 'scans up and down the homeroom lists' Ha! Right here! (points her finger at one of the lists)
Sonia: Here! Huh? (points at a different list)
Samson: Uh...over here? (points at another list)
"Called it."
(Camera zooms in to all three lists, revealing that "Fiona Sheridan" was in "Class 2-G", "Sonia Armata" was in "Class 2-F", and "Samson Braddock" was in "Class 2-G".)
"Ha! So they all are named after modern military vehicles!"
"How?" Erika asked.
"Sheridan is the name for the M551 AR/AAV developed by the United States and armed with the 152mm M81 152mm gun/launcher. Armata refers to the T-14 Armata, the world's first and only Advanced Fourth Generation MBT," Yukari explained.
Erika sighed, "This joke better not go on forever."
Sonia: We all got...different homerooms...
Samson: Yeah. (turns around and shrugs) But, nothing much we can do about it.
Sonia: What? But then what do we do for homeroom, we're going to step into a room full of strangers!
Fiona: Sonia, at least we know a handful of students other than ourselves.
Sonia: But, but...
Samson: Come on, let's go. We'll be late for class.
Sonia: (sighs) See you later, I guess.
Fiona: See you later. (walks off)
"I wonder when we'll actually see any tanks."
Naomi raised an eyebrow at her commander, "You're just saying that because there's a Patton on the cover, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I'm getting pumped up thinking about it!"
(Time skips to lunchtime. In the cafeteria, Fiona was sitting alone at one of the round tables, while everyone else was socialising)
Fiona (monologue): Okay, things didn't really turn out like I expected. But I suppose this isn't all that bad.
"Right...sitting alone isn't all that bad," Mako drawled.
"What happened to her friends anyways?" Saori questioned.
Fiona: What happened to them anyways, where are they?"
"...That was a little...weird."
???: Hey, girl! Mind if we sit here?
(Fiona jolted up. A girl with unkempt, black hair was standing next to the table. She wore a black t-shirt with the words "IN ROCK N' ROLL WE TRUST" written in white, denim vest, green plaid skirt, and black ankle boots. She was accompanied by a boy with brown hair, like Samson's, but in a lighter shade. He wore a red hoodie, gray cargo pants and sneakers.)
Fiona: Um...I guess you can.
(Both of them sits down next to her)
Black haired girl: Awesome! Name's Carla. Carla Rhodi. Nice to meetcha!
"You know, from the way she looks and acts, I think she might be American," said Miho.
"Really? How?" Kay asked, not noticing everyone else in the room staring at her.
Second brown haired boy: Joseph Freccia, I hope we can get along. You?
"Freccia?"
"Let me guess, another armoured fighting vehicle?"
Yukari nodded, "The Freccia is an Italian 8x8 wheeled infantry fighting vehicle. Basically it's up-armoured and revised variant of the wheeled B1 Centauro tank destroyer."
Erika grumbled, "Enough with the names already."
Fiona: Huh?
Joseph: Your name I mean.
Fiona: Fiona Sheridan, Class 2-G.
Carla: Really, no way! We're all in the same homeroom!
Joseph: Well, what a coincidence.
"Ugh, when can we get to the tanks already?" Kay exclaimed, "This is just a bunch of people meeting each other."
"Maybe they're showing us the ones who will operate the tanks later," Miho suggested
"Establishing the characters, so to speak," Darjeeling added.
"If you want, I could tell you some jokes to pass the time."
Kay thought about Assam's suggestion, but everyone else beat her to it.
"No thanks."
Carla: Just wondering, you got an elective or what?
Fiona: Well, no...
Carla: Oh, that's nothing to be ashamed of. You don't have to join during your first year. I joined the Rock Band Club on a whim, so that's that.
Joseph: I don't have an elective either, perhaps we could go through them together?
"Oh, this is it. The signs are right there!" Saori exclaimed excitedly.
"What signs?"
"The signs of a budding relationship, it's not obvious but it's there!" her enthusiasm dampened a little, "It's so unfair!"
"Interesting," mumbled Darjeeling.
"Heh, at least I have a boyfriend."
Kay chuckled, "Yeah, an on-and-off boyfriend that's off of you and not on you."
Naomi winced as Alisa's dignity was cut to shreds by her commander.
Saori just smirks.
Fiona: I've already done that. Photography, Brass Band, Gymnastics, none of them seem to..."click" with me.
Joseph: That feeling huh? I can relate.
Carla: Why not just start your own then?
"They can do that?" Yukari wondered.
"Apparently. Did any of you, by any chance, noticed the sign by the school gates?" Darjeeling questioned.
Kay stood up, "Hang on, let me rewind it."
The video rewound back to the scene with the school gates.
"Redshire Hills International School, established 1939, 'Let Freedom And Peace Dwell Here'?"
"So, 'freedom' is one of the school's motto. So students in this school are bounded by different rules, which also explains the lax dress code, among other things."
"I guess that's how it looks," Kay went back to the part where they stopped.
Carla: Why not just start your own then?
Fiona: I tried that, (shrugs) didn't know where to start.
Joseph: What did you try?
Fiona: Tankery.
"Ah, so it wasn't the school, it was her that wanted to start shensh...I mean Tankery?"
"I guess that's how it looks, Oddball...wait, did I just repeat the same sentence?"
"Talk about a real Oddball," Alisa shook her head.
Joseph & Carla: Tankery?
Sonia: Yep! Tankery!
"Where did she come from?" Mako asked.
Carla: WAHHH!
Joseph: Jesus! Where in the name of all things holy did you come from?
"Well, that was a thing," Kay shrugged.
Sonia: (sits down next to Joseph) I was born in Newcastle upon Tyne, if that's what your asking.
Samson: (sits down next to Sonia) I don't think that's what he meant.
Joseph: Nevermind that. So, you two are?
Sonia: Oh, I'm Sonia. This is Samson. We're friends of Fiona!
Samson: Please don't mind her, she's a bit...straightforward...
Carla: Eh heh heh, okay.
"I'm surprised Carla's the one who's feeling awkward about all that, wouldn't you agree Kay?"
"Why are you asking that...erm...who are you again?"
"...Ritaiko...it's Ritaiko."
Carla: So anyway, what was it about Tankery...whatever that is.
Sonia: It's like this. During our first year, all three of us wanted to start an elective. We ended up digging up some info during our research, did you know our school used to have a Tankery Club years...no, decades ago? So it got us thinking, maybe we can revive that club.
Samson: Unfortunately, that thought was short lived. Reviving a Tankery club was no easy business.
"I can imagine, modern military hardware isn't exactly cheap. Their prices go well into the millions," Naomi commented.
Samson: We approached the Prefectorial Board, but they told us this issue was "a bit out of their jurisdiction".
Fiona: And it's not like we can approach the principal and ask for millions of dollars.
"Can we please get to actual tanks already?"
Darjeeling took a sip of her tea, "Have patience with all things, but first of all with yourself."
"Francis De Sales, was it?"
"Say what now?"
Fiona: Not sure what to do about it now.
Joseph: Well, enough of that. Let's eat, our food is getting cold.
Carla: No seriously, what is Tankery anyways?
Fiona: (sighs) This may take a while.
This reminded Maho of something that happened a while back. She had ended up trying to explain shensha-do to a young girl. After twenty minutes of non-stop explanations of principles and origins, the girl simply exclaimed, "So it's girls riding tanks? Okay, got it!". Though she may not have completely understood, she did say that she might take it up when she was older. So, at least it wasn't meaningless.
(Scene changes to dimly-lit office, a figure could be seen sitting at a desk, while two more stood in front of it.)
"Mood got a lot...darker...don't you think?"
Everyone booed at Kay's terrible pun, including Assam, while Hana looked on, amused.
Figure 1: Hm? Are you sure?
Figure 2: This may be our only option left.
(The figure at the desk picks up what appears to be a piece of paper from the desk.)
Figure 1: Hmm...
Figure 2: Well?
Figure 1: I'm convinced. Send for them. First thing in the morning.
Figure 2 & 3: Right!
"It appears that things are getting serious," Darjeeling commented.
(Scene changes to the dormitory again, presumably it's the next morning. Bad guitar playing commences.)
"Not this again," Erika sighed.
Mako held up three fingers, which became two, then one, then...
(Which was soon followed by an "Gah!" and a 'TWANG!'.)
Fiona & Samson: SONIA!
Sonia: Sorry!
(Scene changes to the hallway inside the school, the trio are seen walking towards the camera.)
Samson: Sonia, you do that again, and I will smash that guitar to pieces, and burn it, and trample in the ashes.
"That seems awfully specific," Ritaiko commented.
Sonia: That seemed awfully...specific.
"Umm..."
Fiona: Well, you...
PA system: Ah, mic check, mic check, one, two. Okay, would Fiona Sheridan, Sonia Armata and Samson Braddock, please report to the Head Prefect's office at your...earliest convenience...as in right now! Thank you!
Fiona: Huh, Sonia?
Sonia: Don't look at me, I didn't do anything.
Samson: Plus, I don't see why they would send us up as well, unless...
Fiona: I guess we better go then.
"Finally, we're getting somewhere."
(Scene switches yet again to the inside of an office, the camera is behind the desk, facing the door. A knocking noise can be heard.)
?: Come in!
(As the trio enters the office, a teacup is placed down onto a saucer on the desk. They stand in front of the desk nervously.)
?: Now, now, nothing to be afraid of. I just want to discuss something with you three.
Sonia: What it is? Is it my guitar playing at 6 am in the morning? I already promised not to do that again!
(Fiona facepalms, while Samson shook his head.)
Erika sighed, "Seriously, who plays guitar at 6 am in the morning?"
Darjeeling remained silent.
(Camera changes and faces the front of the desk, revealing that the one sitting at the desk is a boy that appears to be their senior, with neatly trimmed black hair and black framed glasses. He wore a maroon blazer over a plain white undershirt, a black tie, black formal pants and shoes. There were also two girls standing on either side of the desk, they both had shoulder length blonde hair with long locks coming down the left side of their heads, but the one on the left had them braided while the other one left them untied. They both wore something similar to the boy, but with pleated skirts, stockings and Mary Janes instead.)
"Huh, didn't expect twins," said Kay.
Senior boy: ...Not really. Actually, I want to discuss your proposal to revive the Tankery Club.
(Camera switches back to the other side of the desk.)
Sonia: Wasn't that made last year? (gets elbowed by Fiona) Ow!
Senior boy: Yes, I've gone over it a couple of times, and decided that we, Redshire Hill's 20th Prefectorial Board, is willing to assist you however we can.
"That's certainly a different tone from 'a bit out of their jurisdiction'," Kay commented.
"Perhaps they have a hidden motive?" Pekoe suggested.
"Maybe it's like the situation with Ooarai?"
"What?" everyone looked at Yukari as if she grew a second head.
Miho sighed, "The reason why Ooarai reactivated its shensha-do elective, was because it was going to get shut down. The Student Council thought that winning the national tournament may help keep the school running."
"So you were trying to win the tournament, in your first year running, all while underpowered and undergunned?" Ritaiko asked, amazed.
Kay was shocked, "What? And you didn't tell anyone else about this? I could've like...like...convince our headmaster to float some money for you or...something?"
"Even so, I doubt we could do that," said Alisa.
Miho shook her head, "No. If we were going to save our school, it would be by our own terms, our own toil and sweat, our own effort. If we relied on everyone else's help, then what happens if they can't help us in a time of need?"
For once, the room was quiet. Kay had paused the video, and no one spoke a word.
Maho chuckled lightly, "Your speeches seem to have improved, Miho."
"Well, I try."
"I guess we'll continue watching then, right?"
"Okay."
Samson: Wait, what? Really?
Sonia: It took you a year to think about that? (gets elbowed again, this time by Samson) Ow!
Fiona: You're really doing this for us, James?
James: Well, yes. Of course, that being said, I expect you three to gather as many members as possible by Saturday, and have them assemble at the old garages behind the school at...8 o'clock.
Fiona: Wait, Saturday?
Sonia: But that's tomorrow! How are we going to get enough members by then? And what about everything else like...I don't know, tanks?
James: Don't worry, we'll cover that. You may leave now.
Sonia: But...
James: Oh, and if you need anything else, my door's always open.
Fiona: Ah, (sighs) come on, let's go. We better get started.
Sonia: Um, okay...
(They all leave the office.)
Braided haired girl: Think that was the right choice?
James: I do.
Loose haired girl: You could've at least told them about that, right?
James: No, I don't want to put unwarranted stress on them. (tenses up) Not because of something like this.
"It looks as if our theory may be correct," said Darjeeling.
"The only way to find out if it's true is to continue watching, I guess," Ritaiko commented.
(Scene switches to the cafeteria. Fiona, Sonia and Samson are sitting at a round table with their trays of food.)
Fiona: So, we're really doing this?
Samson: Apparently.
Sonia: An entire Tankery Club team, in one day? How do we accomplish that?
Fiona: Well, our best bet is to start somewhere.
Samson: We should approach anyone who looks remotely interested, it's not like they'll just walk up to us and go...
(While Samson was talking, someone could be seen walking up to him from behind.)
"Might need to rethink that, Sammy," said Kay.
"Sammy?" Naomi asked.
"Yep, Sammy. That's what I'm calling him now."
?: Yo!
(Camera pans up, that "someone" being a girl with dirty blonde hair wearing a white undershirt with red diagonal stripes, under a purple cardigan, along with stone washed jeans and red high-top sneakers. She also had a black wristwatch on her left hand and a orange bandana tied around her right wrist.)
"I didn't know you were an actor, Kay," Alisa teased.
"I'm not."
"It was a joke! Though, the resemblance is a bit uncanny."
"Kay": You're the girls...and guy...that got sent up right? Whatcha do? And why didn't you invite me to cover for ya?
Sonia: Uh...what?
Samson: We didn't do anything, they just wanted to discuss about the elective we're starting.
"Kay": Oh? What is it?
Samson: Tankery.
"Kay": That sport about riding around in tanks? Okay, where do I sign up?
"That was fast," Kay commented.
"Yeah, like how you were when Saunders started shensha-do."
Fiona: You want to join?
"Kay": Well sure, it sounds awesome!
"Seriously, the resemblance is really uncanny!"
Samson: Okay then, just report to the old Tankery Club garages on Saturday, at...um 8 o'clock.
"Kay": Alright, sure thing Sammy!
"Sammy?"
Everyone stared at Kay, who had a blank expression on her face.
"Let's not talk about this, please?"
Samson: Sammy?
"Kay": Yeah, your Sammy, she's Fifi, and she's...um...Sonia...I guess.
Fiona: Actually, I'm Fiona...
Sonia: And I'm Sonia...and why couldn't you think of a nickname for me?
"Kay": Hey! Sonia's hard to work with, 'kay!"
"She better not make that joke as well," Alisa groaned.
"It' not that..."
"Yes, it is!"
"Kay": Anyways, I'll see you later. Just call me Kay, 'kay?
"And she makes the joke anyways, great."
("Kay" leaves.)
Fiona: Who was that?
Carla: Oh, her. Nobody, she's just Redshire Hill's resident delinquent, Danielle Kay.
"Okay, something dissimilar, finally."
Sonia: Resident...delinquent?
Joseph: Yep, that's her alright.
(Carla and Joseph sits down)
Carla: She approached you because you got called up, right? So what happened?
Fiona: The Head Prefect had change of heart apparently. He's all systems go for the Tankery Club, and he wants us to get a whole team together by tomorrow morning.
Joseph: Hmm, really? That's weird.
Samson: Why's that?
Joseph: Usually, when a new elective gets approved by the Prefectorial Board, it just...appears, they let whoever run it however they want. If the elective gets shut down, then that's that. They only really interfere if something serious comes up. For an elective to garner their interest, the Head Prefect no less, would really be something.
"Unless they have motivation, but what exactly is it?" Maho wondered.
Fiona: Whatever it is, at least it's good news for us. (sighs) But how do we get enough membership for a team?
Carla: Hey! I got an idea, I could join your club, and convince my clubmates to tag along too!
Sonia: You can do that? But aren't you already in an elective?
Carla: Huh? You didn't know? You can join two electives at one time, if you want the extra credit or really can't decide which to go to, so long as the schedules don't clash.
"And now the team is coming together, I can't wait!" Kay pumped her fist.
"You just want to the see the Patton, don't you?"
Joseph: I'll join as well, and look for more members as well.
Sonia: You'll really do that for us?
Carla: Sure! Leave it to us!
Sonia: But you barely even know us!
Carla: Well, you know what they say, "Friends are just strangers that you meet and greet.".
Samson: That's not a real saying.
Carla: Yeah, it is! My saying!
Fiona: Well, I guess we better find members as well.
Joseph: Yes. Now let's eat, our food is getting cold...again...
(Scene changes to in front of the old garages, the next morning. There's a group of students assembled.)
"Looks like they've done a good job of gathering members."
Fiona: We've done a good job gathering members.
Yukari jumps out of her chair, "Why does this keep happening?!"
"Calm down, Yukari," said Hana.
Samson: Yeah, but isn't that James over there.
(Camera changes to James and the two girls from earlier walking towards the garages, along with another girl with short, dark orange hair tied in a low ponytail as well as few others in overalls and coveralls.)
Sonia: Yeah, and the Social Chairperson, Esabella Gertrude; her sister, Head of Elective Affairs, Elizabeth Gertrude; and the Disciplinary Head, Regina Eiss.
Fiona: Wonder what they're doing here.
James: Good day, Fiona.
Fiona: Huh? Oh, good morning.
James: Now, I have mentioned that the Prefectorial Board will assist you however we can.
Samson: Yes, you did.
James: So, we'll be engaging in the elective activities alongside all of you.
Elizabeth (The loose haired girl): Oh, okay then. Wait, what?
Regina (The ponytail girl): Sir! Are you serious?
James: Yes, I am serious. Now then, (turns to one of the boys in coveralls) Derek, if you please.
Derek: Alright then.
(Derek walks over to the garage door, picks up the sledgehammer he was carrying, swings it up and smashes the old, rusty lock on the door.)
"Alright, this is it!" Kay was getting excited, and she wasn't the only one.
Erika rolls her eyes.
(The door is lifted up, squeaking and creaking all the way, only to reveal a single, rusted-up tank. Everyone stares at it and murmurs.)
"Pretty much what happened at our school," Saori commented.
"Wait, that's not a Patton! It's too short, the suspensions different, and...the turret looks like some took a Patton turret and squashed it!" Kay exclaimed, "Oddball?"
"Oh, that's...that's a T95 medium tank. It was a prototype developed in the United States from 1955 to 1959. It used many advanced or unusual features for its time, such as siliceous-cored armour, a unique transmission design, and torsion beam/hydropneumatic suspension. It was also equipped with the T208 90 mm smoothbore gun, firing Armor-Piercing Fin-Stabilized Discarding Sabot rounds."
"Well, that's fine and all. But it's only one tank. I wonder how their going to find more?"
Sonia: Erm, I thought there would be more...
James: I...had thought so too.
(One of the girls wearing overalls approaches the tank and examines it.)
Overall girl: There's some parts that need replacing, and the paint needs to be touched up. But other than that, this one's good to go!
Carla: Awesome! This is going to be the best club EVER! Well, maybe second best...but yeah!
(As everyone else chats excitedly, Fiona looks towards the sky, through the open skylight.)
Fiona (monologue): So like I said, things didn't really turn out like I expected. But I suppose...it's a start, of a new year.
Fiona (monologue): A year that I'll never forget.
(The camera pans out of the garage and upwards into the sky, before fading to black. Outro begins.)
"And that's the first episode done!" Kay got up from her chair and stretched.
"Whew, how many episodes are there?" Erika asked.
"Umm, maybe about a dozen or more. I dunno."
"You didn't check?"
"Well...let's just take a quick break and watch the next episode afterwards."
Everyone agrees and stands up, some helps themselves to the "theater food", others walked around in the hallway outside.
Erika just sighs.