6209A. While I don't bother reading those forms before approving them it's causing my personnel to work overtime to the death. -Admiral Knight
Yang!Iowa could only stare at the sight in front of her. What once was her admiral's clean office was now a chaos of over flooded papers that was neck deep. Atleast thats what she taught since she couldn't even get a glimpse of her Admiral anywhere. Then a mess of black hair poke out.
"I know that Death by a thousand papercut exist but this is too much." Knight groaned as he pulled himself out of the ocean of paper. He notice the open door and saw Yang!Iowa. "Please tell me it's not more paperwork." He whined.
"Actually Boss man. Isokaze just wanted to call you for Lunch." Four more heads poke out of the white ocean. It was Leyte, Bataan and Philippine Sea as well as the now allied AA Hime. They were as disheveled as the admiral from all the paper work.
"Its that time already?" He look up towards the clock and saw that it was indeed noon. "Let's take a break girls."
On cue the other four sighed and swam. SWAM! out towards the door. And just as the Admiral followed Isuzu and Sendai showed up.
"Commander we got new forms that need approval!" Isuzu called in a panic. Knight glance at the doorway and paused. Then his face paled. Behind the girls were not just one, not just two but a dozen cart full of request forms.
Yang!Iowa saw her commander's eyes became distant and hollowed. They all saw it. The he close his eyes and took a deep breath then dive back in the ocean of paper.
He didnt rise after a minute. At the five minute mark Bataan was about to dive back to get her husband but was stop when he himself emerge from the mess a phone in hand. A very bright and happy smile on his face. That put off all of them.
With a chirp of thanks Knight toss the phone back in the sea of black and white and turned towards the assemble girls and personnel.
"Pack your Bags." He said with cheery tone and made his way towards the Mess Hall. They were still in place and no one dared move to follow. When he noticed he turn around with a questioning look.
That snap Leyte out of her stupor. "Forgive me commander for asking but. What do you mean pack our bags?"
"It means we are going on a Vacation everyone. Tell all the personnel that the base would be close for the next few days. And put a sign that tourist area is close while were at it."
"And the paper work?"
"Fuck the paper work. I'm not masochistic enough to handle that." Then his eyes bright up as an idea stuck his head. The cold smirk he had sent shivers to everyone present. "But I know who is."
"And where are we going exactly."
"Disney Land."
The roaring cheers shook the Naval Base.
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Admiral Darren knew he was a Masochist at heart. He enjoyed being abused by his girls. It was heaven for him. But he had limits too.
His eyes twitch as he oversaw trucks after trucks of paperwork that was being sent to his Naval base.
He had receive a note from the first truck that arrived that had only two words, a smiley face and a name.
Good Luck - Admiral/Lt. Col. Knight
It read.
"That Bastard!"
