Rule 9997. When work on a shipgirl is ordered, it is an order!

By Falkeno

It wasn't the first time that the residents of Scapa Flow had been found chasing one of their fast heavy units across the base, normally Vanguard as she was the resident science girl. But for once that wasn't the case, instead, the subject of today's pursuit was the battlecruiser HMS Hood, one of the more famous and debatably saner residents of the base.

Now the reason for the chase was rather simple, A few months prior Vanguard had conducted an unauthorised but appreciated modernisation on Iron Duke, involving removing her Q Turret to make space for new engines, replacing the remaining guns with spare 14-inch guns from the KGV's, and other modern (for the 1940's) technologies. This had then led to a much-needed and complex modernisation of the Revenge's, which had involved 'lengthening' them to fit new engines, and other minor modifications which had brought them up to the standards of the now all modernised Queen Elizabeth class. This had, of course, led to the inevitable order for Hood to be given her long overdue modernisation, unfortunately, Hood had responded to this order by running away at top speed, and refusing any pleas to stop, hence the chase.

"Hood slow down!" Jamaica called as she and the other fast cruisers chased after Hood, who simply blanked her as she kept running, the problem with trying to catch Hood, was that she was a battlecruiser, meaning fast enough to outrun anyone who could overpower her, and stronger than anyone that could. The only way they could catch her, was for the cruisers to pin her down, so that Monarch, Princess Royal, Vanguard and a visiting Tirpitz, the only battleships fast enough to keep up, could catch her.

"C'mon Hood you know its good for you" Sheffield called as she began to slow, unfortunately, Hood was doing a pretty good job of keeping them at a distance, and so the cruisers were beginning to drop back as they ran out of energy, but the rest knew that if they were starting to slow down, Hood couldn't be far behind, after all her engines were one of the planned changes in the modernisation.

"Leave me alone!" Hood screamed as she gave one final push, and opened the distance on her pursuers until they too finally dropped back as well.

"Fuck! what are we going to do now!?" Jamaica wheezed as Vanguard caught up to them.

"Its ok, her engines can't take that strain, all we have to do is wait for her to stop, then we'll grab her" Vanguard replied as she came to a halt, followed by Tirpitz, Monarch and Princess Royal.

Hood came to a halt in a gasping heap as she clutched her side, that last burst of speed had screwed her engines up badly, and now she was paying for it.

"Really? Wrecking your engines just to get out of a rebuild?" Belfast asked as she stepped out of the shadows, causing Hood to mentally swear, Belfast had a habit of sneaking up and surprising people, her and her bloody advanced radar.

"Oh fuck off Bel, I'm not getting cut open just because I'm apparently 'old'! how would you feel, getting split open and having things done to you!" Hood snapped back as she tried to straighten up, only to grab her side again, Belfast, however, frowned before replying.

"Ok, 1, You literally blew up because you didn't get your deck up-armoured like you were meant to be in your rebuild, your not old you need this rebuild" Belfast replied, before taking a deep breath, and mentally steeling herself before continuing, "And 2, I know what its like getting rebuilt, and I'm not just talking about the one in the '60s!" she continued as she remembered the worst 3 years in her life, "So don't give me that, now the question is are you going to go get this refit like an adult, or are you going to get dragged to get it like a child?" Belfast asked, prompting Hood to weigh up her options before replying.

Resource hummed to herself as she sorted her tools, she was still waiting for Hood to turn up for the procedure and was starting to get bored. At that moment, however, the door burst open revealing Belfast holding the door open.

"Ok she's here" Belfast announced as Vanguard, Tirpitz, Monarch and Princess Royal carried the squirming and gagged form of Hood between them, "I'd suggest giving her something, she's been fighting us since we grabbed her" she added as the four battleships placed Hood down on the table, and held her there whilst Resource fetched a syringe.

"I don't know why your trying to escape, there's four of us and one of you, besides Belfast pinned you down on her own before we got you" Monarch noted as Resource stuck a needle in Hood's neck, and administered the strongest sedative possible; Hood, however, made one last bid for freedom only for her vision to go black as the drugs took hold.