Hey readers around the globe chapter 3 here, sorry for the wait had technical issues with Microsoft word and my personal life but enjoy and I've recently left school and I'm a transition period looking for jobs so my free time as been opened wide so that means MORE WRITING HAHA. Got some great ideas to follow up on but… WARNING: in a few chapters from now I shall introduce former and/or still loyal Nazi characters at no point am I enforcing racism & anti-religious messages it just works with the storyline. And for those didn't know the song last chapter was fortunate son by CCR. (Easily found on YouTube) A/N: I admit to saying peppermint butler when it was supposed to be peppermint maid the parallel gender swap of the series, I will fix it
The western port, Base of Operations
Mgr. Brock's P.O.V
"Hey boss that was a lil harsh ain't it?" one of the post guards asked as I saw Fionna and her companion disappear into the tree line. I sigh; silently agreeing but reply with more order "Trooper when you become a high ranked officer of my stature, you'll understand the pressure I'm under, so bit your tongue, find your place and get set for whatever shit this forsaken land has to offer!" after that he straightened out his posture slapped his forehead with a salute and yelled "SIR, YES SIR!" I glance into the distance to see the tent barracks complete "ah, the military's heaven bless made in steel legs, foam base and cotton outer layer" I joked and strode towards the barracks.
"Ma…or lawr…ce si…" aw who's trying to wake me, I pop one eye open to see Captain Roebuck standing over my bunk I sigh. "Captain, lemme sleep I need it ya know, since you were in the same brass meetings as I". He clears his throat "Brock as much as I understand your need for rest, it's just that the workers who were on these docks before we took it wish to leave for their homes…" he explained. "they're not P. so let 'em leave but make sure to properly search them for anything useful but in doing so not so take their currency or I.D. but I just don't want our tech going out the door under our noses which means even checking their mouths to their undies in case they're trying to smuggle our munitions out" Roebuck nodded in agreement "I'll supervise it myself sir" he walks out and I collapse back into my bunk while reaching for my water canteen on the floor next to me and swigged the last two mouthfuls of it then sigh "ahh, empty oh well enough to last my upcoming snooze…" and like magic I was fast asleep again.
Lt. James Peter's P.O.V
I see the Captain leaving the barracks and approach him "so… what did he say?" he glances with unchanging expression "let 'em leave…" I just shrug at the idea "I guess it's the best thing to do, eh?" he nods "but in doing so to search them for useful stuff like maps but no stealing their money or " hmph even when half asleep the boss-man knows what to do. While we were about to see to the boss's wishes we see a Sargent from communication Ops dashing towards us; he salutes with little to no breath left "news from the home front sirs, Russia and the Ukraine region is lashing out heading east; they've made significant gains in Germany, Austria and are near the French border. Brass says that this happened from political blowbacks that resulted from flight MH 17 from being shot down, that's all they told me," he looks up from his report sheet with an unsure expression "which means Sarge?" He seemed to have feared what our reaction, so it must be bad "i-it means that… our supply lines have slowed down in flow through the portal…" I slacked jawed while the Captain just shook his head in disappointment. He sighed "that's all we need, let's hope that that Prince Gumball doesn't want a war because the rounds fired off the warships yesterday have put a dent in our stocks" as he explained I glance to see the workers of the shipyard were lined up against a wall with a guard squad of four troopers. I turn back to the captain still chatting with the Comms Sargent and decide to tap Roebuck on the back, he perks one eyebrow as he glances at me; all I did was point and look at the captive worker, that's all I needed to give to hear him say "you are dismissed Sargent, we got a job to do." Once the last one of the workers was sent out of the gate and on his merry way, we were pondering on how the major does what he does that even when he's half asleep because the third worker through had had one of our pistols jammed up his undies and in fact was taking up residency in the city of thieves so it was no wonder this guy had our tech. but still the main thing is that old phrase "how does that man do that" because he had this notion that these workers wanted our stuff and he was right! "Ah, all can be right within the known universes with best commanding officer we soldiers of this army know."
Far to the north-east at Candy Kingdom
Prince Gumball's P.O.V
I was in the banquet hall, pacing back and forth pondering on what my options are… "I should hit back, no that lunatic has an armada lurking the ports as we speak and with their firepower output would crush even the ice kingdom!" the odds are very grim and against me but if I back down I'll seem weak and a push-over to these humans and my people, "but this officer, Brock was his name I think, was going to return with HIS letter and some of his men to help restore the damage that has been done, oh blast it I'll just get peppermint maid to help whip up my letter of apology, that'll settle things down for a while so I can think things through until otherwise…" just as figured out what to do a banana guard waltz into the room, "lunch is ready my liege." Now that he'd mentioned it I am hungry and… oh Fionna is going to lunch with Brock great, though I must find out what's happening. Oh what to do, what to do.
The grasslands at the tree house
Fionna the Human's P.O.V
"Oh where's female deodorant that choose goose gave me-aha there you are!" I stand on my bed at my toe's end to recover the item I needed but as I got it in my grasp "gotchya… woah-woah WOAH *crash* ow…" pain danced around my head while I got my bearings and sat up by the elbows. I saw Cake stretched her head through the ladder to downstairs with worry plastered to her face "you ok Fi? What happened?" I blinked a few times then shook my head. A sheepish grin crept onto my mouth while a girly giggle bubble in my throat as I raised the aerosol can "got it-hehehe" Cake's remaining half of her body had followed her in toe till she was by my side "now why did you go and do a thing like that, couldn't you ask for me and wait?" she questioned me but I just shrugged it off with a smirk only to dig up my shirt to spray my left armpit then the right. Now Cake was giving a suss look while I strode to my bed in order to pick up my backpack, I place the deodorant in it only to get a mirror out to check my face and hair. Cake cleared her throat and began, "so you're freshening just for lunch or because you hope to turn it into a date or something more?"
I blush "what are you talking about Cake? It's just lunch and an orientation of my being human and junk."
"Girl are tryin' to fool me because it, without doubt, looks like you are trying to fool me!" she started to drill at for the right answer.
"Well… I guess he is kinda cute and the way he treated me before he left the castle yesterday, it was… it was" I was lacking a big word to finish but Cake caught on and tried to finish for me.
"Phenomenal?" she asked.
"Yes, that one, it was like he treated like a real noticeable girl right off the bat not like how Gumball has treated me in the past, I don't know I just feel like I need to learn more than just what my kind are like in a civil settlement but also what lurks in his mysterious mind, ya know?" I have to know what going on in myself and that man named Brock. *KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK* ah, speak of the devil I think that's him now!
Cake and I slid down the ladders all the way to the front door and yep he was there.
"So, you know where I live now, huh?" I questioned him because I was curious.
"Uh-hah well take it as you will but that was going to be explain along with my back story on who the hell I am, so since I'm a guest may I come in?" he stated as he rubbed the back of his neck.
Then cake step in the conversation "Fionna let man in, he might catch something." I smirked stepped aside with a nod directing inside and he kindly accepted the gesture to only find in a flash his stubble chin hovering above the nape of my neck with the rest of him behind me and hands my biceps, "the cat's right about one thing I think I am suffering from the love bug, but wait *sniff, sniff, sniff*" he said in a seductive tone and started to sniff me out "oh my glob! As if I wasn't embarrassed enough now he's sniffing me!" then he toke one last big inhale from the nose and happily sighed "pine from the forests of which you've trek, a strong scent of oak from the tree house of which you reside and the heavenly smell of lavender from deodorant applied about… five minutes ago" I was blushing like hell but also glob-smacked.
"How did you do that?" he winked with a smirk plastered to his mouth as he headed inside and climb the ladder to the lounge room. I followed to find Cake handing Brock a cup of water and then sitting down to the couch. He takes a sip and sighs "hmm where should I start… well my full name and military rank is Major. Brock James Lawrence, I have served in many wars and had the choice to choose a side when the year was 1940 ah those were the days, starting out in the 82nd infantry division of the Wehrmacht then when it dissolved in '44 I was transferred to the 116th Panzer division nicked named the greyhound division; after the war ended in '45 I began to wander round the globe till I settled in Australia in the… 1980's I think." He smiled but showed the hint that that talk had some painful memories but wait a tick!
"But Brock when were you born?" There were some gaps this guy hadn't filled in his past.
"Aahhh… let's see July the 11th 1898 and I came to your world in 2014" he answered but there were still some holes to file and they were the biggest ones of all.
"WAIT A MINUTE, if that's true that means you'll be pushing 116 years of age when you only look at-least 16!" Cake intervened as surprised as I.
"Aahhh yes such is the beauty of; Eternal Youth!"
"Eternal Youth?" Cake and I said so in sync to it became unnerving
"Yes ya see I'm not all human, I'm half and…" my heart sunk just a little as he spoke, "heed your disappointment my dear, bear in mind I'm still a little human, I mean look this ya don't get real skin like that and the hair over the arms, legs and head," he stroked his arms as an example.
I was a lil' hesitant to ask, "Will I get hairy arms and legs?" my mouth sneered a bit but Brock began to chuckle.
"No-no Fionna a girl such as yourself will stay naturally and delectably beautiful…" his eyes started to trail down to my legs and back up then with a smirk on his face, he wiggle his eyebrows a few times.
With cheeks pink I replied "thanks dude" and lightly punched his shoulder.
He smiled "but back on topic the other half of me when I was born was wolf, I mean take a look." He lifted his cap and my jaw nearly hit the floor, on his head amongst the hair was two pointed wolf ears then he was reaching at the back of his pants and produced a tail with flowing brown fur that had a white tip at the end of it.
"Awesome…" I breathed
"Ya see it's my wolf half that causes the eternal youth affect because my grandmother Holo, to my recent discovery is down in the harbour with the men, was once called an incarnation of the wolf deity Holo the wise wolf, God of rich harvest and you think 116 is much Holo is about 800 and a half, I think" he nodded in assurance. "Back in the 12th century of human history… ah a world where only a trusty sword and shield was need just like today in your land."
"Two more things, actually three, 1 I'd like to say you seem like really cool and honest dude. 2 How long will you be staying? And 3 you said you were going to take me to lunch."
As I listed them out, Brock leaned back into the couch and sighed happily.
"A why thank you very much, B-" he looks deep into my eyes and pull the most childish grin, "as long as you want me meine kleine Süße Kuchen, and C yes I did... " my cheeks warm up again because i know what ever he said he had to of been flirting but now he gets up to dust off his legs. He walks up to me, turns his right side up to face me while still eyeing me then raises his arm to have his balled fist to his waist and the rest of the arm was shaped like a wing. Brock clears his throat while I can see that wolf tail of his swaying from side to side in a blissful state.
"Shall we, Fionna? " his form was gentlemanly that I latch onto his winged arm and nodded slowly, but deep down I had the feelin' that this will happen again at some point.
FINALLY that toke FOREVER but enjoy readers cya next chapter.