For the purposes of this fic I've dropped Cima Garahau's age from 34 to 24 to match Kycilia Zabi and Lillith Potter's ages, and Kycilia herself is a Vice rather than Rear Admiral, outside of that I really don't plan on changing anything from canon aside from what our resident witch decides to meddle with.

Two raven haired beauties sat across from a redheaded woman who was currently leaning back in her chair looking incredibly amused as the pair stared down at their datapads in open shock.

Eventually the emerald eyed one looked up and glared at her lover, "Fuck you."

Grinning in return Vice Admiral Kycilia Zabi bridged her fingers beneath her chin while sighing in satisfaction, "Only if you accept the promotion dearest." Their mutual best friend broke out laughing at that tossing her datapad aside as she leaned back into her chair throwing her feet up on the Princess's desk in one smooth catlike motion.

Grinning to the woman beside her the dark eyed officer couldn't keep the amusement from her voice as she quipped out with, "Hear that Lils, Cil's holding out on the nookie unless you accept her offer, Admiral."

Grimacing Lillith pinched the bridge of her nose before turning back to her maliciously grinning superior, "You cannot be serious about this Cil, really? Do you know what I've done since graduation at the academy? Effectivally lead a campaign to leave one Lillith Potter free of paperwork, if I jump up to a bloody Rear Admiral do you know what is going to happen?"

Cima, being the wonderful wing woman she was chirped out with, "Everyone is going to think you have an anal fetish?" Both Kycilia and Lillith glared at their friend who only grinned wider in turn before throwing on a faux shocked look, "Oh goddess, you don't actually have an anal fetish do you? Who knew you two were tush girls!"

Both of her friends face palmed at this before Kycilia finally spoke hoping to avoid more conversations about her sexual habits, "Lilly, your kill count was ridiculous and your unit was the only one in the entire fleet to suffer no loses. Not to mention you single handidly captured General Revil and his entire command staff, you're a National Hero and you're going to have to accept being rewarded as such."

Lillith grimaced at that, her people suffering no losses had more to do with a shite tonne of Notice-Me-Not charms on their Zakus and less to do with her leadership, as for Revil...

"I didn't try to capture him, when I landed on the deck of his ship I flashed my Zakus monoeye at him as I ever so slowly lifted my gun to the bridge window, then the Black Tri-Stars showed up and insisted we take the bastard alive. I swear if he manages to escape custody this war is going to be significantly more difficult then necessary."

Cima for her part cocked a brow as she tilted her head to the side, "What, were you trying to make him wallow in his own fear?"

Lillith grinned and nodded at this quickly, "Yes, it's like basting a turkey, which I will then proceed to-" Kycilia cut her off with an aggravated sigh.

"Lillith, please, just accept the goddamn promotion, we need to parade you around Side 3 to drum up recruitment, you're beautiful, deadly, and the very words 'Raven of Loum' are enough to make most Federation personnel fall into a panic. We, I, need you to accept this promotion."

Lillith gritted her teeth as she stared into Kycilia's eyes, it took only a minor brush with the other woman's mind to realize she was being earnest, and just like with Hermione she couldn't say no to her lovers.

"Fine," she seethed out with honest anger, "But I get to look over the projects that pass your desk and have veto rights, the Feds can't ignore the effectiveness of our mobile suit corps and I don't want us wasting time and resources on a bunch of dead end projects while they refine their own."

Kycilia looked like she was about to disagree so Lillith lifted one finger while tsking lightly, "Eh eh eh Princess, which one of us was a history major hmm? Which one of us fully realized your big brother was emulating Adolf Fucking Hitler from the get go?"

Cima dropped her feet back to the floor before throwing out her opinion, "You know he really just needs that ridiculous mustache and he'd fit the bill." Much to her amusement Lillith suddenly had a far away look in her eyes as she stared at the ceiling, "You're imagining Gihren with a Hitler 'stache, aren't you?"

Lillith shuddered once as she nodded, "What has been seen can never be unseen..." turning back to her girlfriend she dropped her head effectively hiding her face in a curtain of black hair. "Do you agree?"

Kycilia tapped her chin with her forefinger a few times before nodding, "Oh all right you big baby, it's not like I'm putting you behind a desk regardless. Actually my father is considering having you chaperon Garma during his North America campaign, having Zeon's top ace at his disposal will definitely earn him points."

Lillith, right eye twitching, calmly drawled out, "You are telling me I am going to be playing minder to the boy I literally babysat as a teenager?" Kycilia had the decency to blush as she averted her gaze, Cima only laughed harder as the Princess coughed lightly into her hand.

"You...you could take it like that yes..." Lillith sighed and seemed to deflate a bit before nodding slowly, turning to Cima then back to Kycilia she eventually spoke up in a demanding tone.

"I want a new mobile suit, one with a big ass gun...and a sword, definitely want a sword."

Kycilia looked flummoxed by this, "Why the hell would you need a mobile suit sized sword?"

Rolling her eyes Lillith's reply was laced with annoyance, "If you honestly think the Feds are not developing anti-mobile suit weapons for their own future units you're living in a dream world. I want to be ahead of the curve, now...where do I sign to accept this bloody promotion?"

I'm aware the Gundam fandom is effectively dead here in the States but if I don't get more then the paltry reaction I got from last chapter I'm just going to give up on this, thanks to those that did review and favorite/follow though. It really is a pity, I'm a Zeon nut through and through and I'd love to write a full one year war epic, I just have no desire to throw myself into a project four people are going to read, my free time is...limited to say the least.