Rule 9144: The 1924 Incident in New York is not to be mentioned around Olympic! He doesn't like to talk about it and his siblings will come after you if you upset him!

For Olympic it was a normal day. He'd just returned from a transatlantic convoy and was looking forward to a little R and R. Titanic was due in later this evening having taken another convoy through the Mediterranean. Something to look forward to as Olympic always enjoyed spending time with his famous little (younger Titanic liked to insist) brother. Olympic had learned from before how precious time could be. But the life of a kanmusu was always subject to the ever precious Murphy's Law. Olympic had seen more than his fair share in his old life and thus far it had mostly left him alone. He was overdue for a dose. And the dose appeared in the form of RMS Lucania. Lucania was one of the older Cunard liners, serving at near the same time as the old White Star flagship Oceanic. But where Oceanic was aggressive in her rivalry with Cunard, Lucania had more of a trolling style.

Even so, Olympic was polite as he greeted her. "What can I do for you madam?" He asked.

"You know how all kanmusu receive a history lesson after their summoning?" She began. Olympic nodded. The animosity of WW2 meant that ships on both sides needed thorough reminding that the conflicts they served in were over and their former enemies were allies. The same held true for WW1 vessels although probably not nearly as much for Lucania as she never saw either war, dying in 1908. Still, if she had questions and she was asking him...

Warily, he eyed her. "What kind of questions do you have?" He asked.

"Well, I was reading up on your post war record. I noticed you had another collision in 1924 with uh, St. George I think her name was and I was curious..."

"NO!" Olympic exploded. He could tolerate people's lewd comments about U-103, mostly because said submarine often beat him to it in punishing the perpetrators. He could tolerate the comments about HMS Hawke, mostly because they were aimed at the cruiser rather than him. He could even tolerate the talk about the lightship he rammed. But he would not hear of that incident!

"I enjoy stern work, in bed..." The words of Kongo on the Anonymous Confessions board came back to him. It was just the sort of thing people would think. St. George, bless her, was easy on the eyes but not that easy.

"NO, IT WASN'T LIKE THAT! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT PERIOD!" He stormed off in a huff. "Uh, okay..." Lucania mumbled after him. Confused and a bit miffed that he was so short with her.

...

A few hours later, Olympic was still sulking in his room when Titanic walked in fresh off his stint in convoy duty.

"Ahhh, it's nice to be indoors and away from all those..." He paused when he saw his brother. "Hey bro, you alright?"

"Lucania was asking me about the St. George incident." Olympic replied.

"The St. George... oh!" Titanic blinked as he remembered. Olympic had never shared much detail but the power of Google was legendary and Titanic had his ways. "She's a known troller Oly, ignore her." He said.

"Don't call me Oly. You know I hate that." Olympic managed a laugh.

"Fine then, Oly." Titanic half whispered, earning himself a shove from the older ship.

"Thanks bro." Olympic said.

"What are little brothers for?" Titanic winked. He would've gladly settled down and enjoyed the weekend with his brother but first, there was a certain Cunard liner he needed to have words with!

...

Lucania was enjoying the comforts of the 21 century despite what she was currently playing on her TV. The Love Boat was a classic of the 70s and better yet, it had been remade to include kanmusu. That Pacific Princess cut one fine figure, especially in those silk pants...

Her viewing was interrupted by an incessant knocking on the door. Grumbling dreadfully, Lucania paused her show, stood up and went to tear the door open. "What gives... oh."

"Oh." Was her staring up at a very much not amused RMS Titanic. He had deployed his rigging, fairies standing at the ready on his shoulders and arms with torches, spades, shovels etc in hand.

"Lucania," His voice was as cold as the North Atlantic. "You have upset my brother." He cracked his knuckles with each word and Lucania gulped, lighting up all possible boilers in a vain attempt to escape. "Prepare to suffer!"

He closed the door and moments later the screams started.

...

2 days later, Titanic and Britannic stood in front of Admiral Holloway who was glowering across his desk at the two brothers. Next to them and planted up against the wall rocking back and forth while muttering things incoherantly was Lucania.

"I say again," began the Admiral who was not amused. "What were you two thinking?!"

Britannic had the grace to look at least a little bit sheepish. As a doctor it went against his morals to harm a patient but in this case...

"She upset our brother sir!" Titanic spoke for the both of them.

Holloway sighed, looking longingly at his liquor cabinet and thinking how he was going to indulge once they had left his office. "Just go. I'll deal with punishments later." He nodded to Lucania's prone form. "Take her to Wisconsin and tell her to hook her up with the most disgustingly Japanese slice of anime she's got!"

"Will do Admiral!" Holloway tried to ignore the enthusiastic tone in Britannic's voice in favor of pouring himself a glass of fine scotch. Sometimes, he hated his life!

...

Later, all three brothers were together in Olympic's room. Olympic was both touched that his brothers had gone to the wall for him. But slightly annoyed they had gotten into trouble for it.

"Thank you both." He said.

"You're our big brother."

"No one hurts our big brother."

Olympic smiled. "So what did you two do to Lucania anyways?" He asked.

Titanic and Britannic exchanged glances. Titanic's culinary skills and Britannic's needles made for one potent combination.

"Well..." The elder began.

"It's best that you not know." Britannic concluded.