"Colonel." Carter entered the radioroom still with the frown on his forehead. "Do we know anyone named Otto?"

"Otto?" Kinch reacted. "You mean the guy with all the passports?"

"Oh!" Carter's face brightened. "That must be him then."

"Must be who, Carter?" Hogan didn't quite follow the conversation.

"The guy someone was talking to in this story that won silver in the Episode category. I don't remember ever talking to an Otto, but I guess someone must have."

Kinch and Hogan exchanged a glance. "Yes. Well, like I said - it's fiction. Don't worry about it."

Carter nodded his understanding. "So there is no Otto?"

Another glance passed between the Colonel and his radioman. "Well, we're not sure."

Carter's face opened up in surprise. "You're not sure? How can you be not sure? Either there is an Otto, or there isn't!"

Kinch cleared his throat, and studiously avoided looking at his commanding officer. "Isn't the name of Frau Linkmeyer's missing husband Otto as well? Maybe it was a story about some domestic conversation between her and her husband."

"Yes, that could be, too," Carter conceded. "Boy, we really do learn a lot from these stories, don't we, Colonel? I mean, what chance would we have otherwise of being privy to what Mr. and Mrs. Linkmeyer once were saying to each other in the privacy of their home? It's kind of indecent almost, if you think about it. Like we're spying on them. And she never did anything to..."

"Yes, Carter. But here is the list with the winners in the Unique category. Why don't you run it over to the announcers, okay?"

Carter grinned. "You got it, boy - ehm, I mean, sir." And with a goofy grin, Carter disappeared again up top.

"What took you so bloody long?" Newkirk chided when he joined his friend again.

"I was just trying to figure out with Kinch and the Colonel who this Otto is. Kinch figures it's probably Frau Linkmeyer's husband."

Newkirk rolled his eyes. "As if we bloody care about him. Now - you got the results for the next category?"

"Yes. Here they are. Meghan, do you want to do the announcing again?"

Meghan gulped. "But what about Katie? Won't major Hochstetter take her back inside then for his questioning?"

"Nah, don't worry." Newkirk put an arm around her shoulders. "We'll make sure she stays out of old Hochstetter's grasp. You go and announce these next winners now." He directed her up the porch, and gestured for Katie to come down to them. "What now, luv - old Hochstetter giving you a hard time, eh?"

Katie sighed. But before she could open her mouth, Meghan's voice - shrill in the stress - rang out over the hundreds of POW heads gathered in front of her.

MOST UNIQUE STORIES

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Gold:

THE EIERSCHALE-

She peered at the word. "Eier-schalen-soll- For Pete's sake, how can anyone pronounce that? What crazy language is this?"

"It's perfect German of course," Schultz's voice sounded behind her. "Here - let me read that one."

Gold:

THE EIERSCHALENSOLLBRUCHSTELLENVERURSACHER
by konarciq

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He handed the paper back to Meghan. "You do the rest. The men prefer to have a woman read the results to them."

So Meghan obediently read,

Silver:

A Tale of Two Uniforms
by Snooky-9093

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Bronze:

Enough is Enough
by Sgt. Moffitt

"Now that's what I call odd," Newkirk mused.

"What?" LeBeau joined them.

"That unspellable and unpronounceable story won gold - for most unique story. What's so unique about it? As I recall, it was pretty straightforward stuff. Funny, yes, but... "

"Well, the thingy was certainly unique," Carter defended it.

"The word, too," Katie put in.

"But the story about it?" Newkirk challenged. "I wonder what made the voters pick that one to win gold?"

Author's note: As do I as the author... I agree with Newkirk that it's certainly a fun story, but if I may be so bold to ask, what do you guys find so unique about it?