11188: Whoever put a tv in Phoenix's lab and left it playing the "submarine" episode of Combat Ships, the expense for the property damage and Phoenix's therapy bills will be coming out of your pay!
11188a: "WOW! Phoenix actually got so upset she affected the experiements and cooked them off. It actually damaged the duresteel casing we have to contain such explosions. I didn't think that was possible..."~ SoDac

11189: Forget the bills, Conks is not amused either!
11189a: "How dare someone remind Phoenix of her past in this way! Just when I was getting through to her!"~ HMS Conqueror.

All the elements were there. A brand new, fireproof TV, a key to the lab, and a set of dvds of a certain TV show. For Boise the opportunity was too good to pass up. She slipped easily into her sister's lab, reminding herself to thank Mogami later. The cruiser despised Phoenix, having never gotten over Surigao. Boise wasn't on the best of terms with her sister either. She was still bitter over the fact that Phoenix lived while she went to the scrapyard when they had promised to go together.

Boise found a table without enough crap on it to set her TV on. She put in the offending DVD, selecting the appropriate episode, set it on repeat and slipped back out.

Less than an hour later, Phoenix returned humming to herself. She had bags of groceries in hand. Enough to get her through the next two weeks if she stayed in here which sometimes did happen. If she wasn't on the current patrol roster (she wasn't) her lab became her home. Setting her bags on a tool infested counter, her communications officer let her know of an intriguing disturbance nearby. Curiosity was a hallmark of a scientist and while Phoenix was albeit a mad one she was still a scientist.

The noise came from a TV that had somehow been placed on her one free table. It was playing some kind of naval show, wait a second... She only needed a few seconds of staring at the TV screen to realize what she was seeing. That-that was her but... The memories surged. Belgrano, a name that haunted her. The Falkands, a war she had sworn to never speak of. When she saw the picture no doubt faken from Conks, of her listing, sinking. She snapped. And the lab spontaneously exploded.

...

Admiral Briggs looked across the room at his equal. Admiral Collingwood had flown across the pond immediately upon hearing of the disaster. Phoenix's lab was destroyed, taking half the barracks with it. It was extremely fortunate the explosion had occurred at dinner time when a majority of the base's shipgirls were in the messhall. That said, Massachusetts, Langley, and Sammy B not to mention Phoenix herself would all need repairs. For once after an explosion no one was looking to throttle the cruiser. Rather their anger had turned to the individual/s who were behind Phoenix's accident.

Hence the presence of the other Brit in the room. Briggs had to seriously focus just to see her. His own submarines prided themselves on being stealthy and often went on kleptomaniac sprees of increasing silliness just to prove it. This girl didn't have to even try and be stealthy. Stealth just came to her. Despite the fact that her fists were balled in anger and her face was flushed.

"How dare someone attack Phoenix in this manner!" Conks fumed. "Just when I was getting through to her Ladyship too." She added with a sigh.

Briggs looked at Collingwood who just shook his head. The message was clear, don't ask! Briggs decided to take that advice. He had more than enough problems with killed/killer couples to know not to delve into it.

"Can you find the culprit?" He asked her.

Conks nodded, her grin showing a few too many teeth. "Certainly sir. I'll get right on it!"

...

Conks was ruthless and efficient in her efforts. It took 6 hours, 2 blackmailed cruisers, 5 destroyers each with 6 months worth of ice cream to land her at Boise's door. The cruiser must have known she was coming for as soon as Conks broke down the door Boise leaped up from her couch and screamed "I could give you names!"

"You have five seconds." Conks had no intentions of letting Boise off the hook but she needed to know who else she needed to punish.

Boise wastes no time in spilling the beans as the Americanism went.

"It was Mogami!" She screamed. "It was her idea. She provided the materials and everything!"

Conks believed the second but the first was a total lie. Even if Mogami has intended that Boise use the items the way she did it was still the cruiser who was brains of the operation.

The submarine rolled up her sleeves and cracked her knuckles. Boise went ashen and backed up. "Hey I gave you names!" She cried.

"Oh Mogami may have built the weapon, but you fired the trigger. She will get her own but right now it's your turn." Conks purred, advancing. Anyone nearby would have screamed and nothing else.

...

A day later a sobbing, traumatized Boise was placed in Briggs's office with a simple note from Conks that read "Your welcome. I'll take 2 weeks leave in return to visit my lass."