This how we dry my lunchroom. Fucking weird as hell.
Yelling/transition/author note
Talking/narrating
Thoughts
*action*
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A few hours later... with Bama
Bama could be seen, still pissed, on the beach just looking off in the distance just thinking.
Bama: I really want to punt that damn brat. But what would my sisters thi- they'd want to do it to. Huh, am I actually going insane? Probably.
???: Bama, is that you?
Bama: NO!
Bama quickly turned around to see Enterprise, instead of a very punchable queen.
Enterprise: (._.)
Bama: Yeah...
Bama was having a hard time today. First he wakes up sober, then his beach time is interrupted by a flat child that calls herself a queen, and then he had to relive some bad memories. Only comfort he had was Enterprise hugging him. He wants another hug. He likes hugs now.
Enterprise: Bama are you okay?
Bama: Mentally or physically?
Enterprise: Mentally.
Bama: Nope. I mean if you were me, would yo be fine? Would you not have nightmares of the scrappers torch?
Enterprise: Why are afraid Bama? It's just a nightmare.
Bama: I had to face it, the scrappers torch, but was saved by luck. You try not remembering a fate you were supposed to have.
Enterprise: Bama answer this truthfully. Are you broken?
Bama: What! No, no I'm not broken it's just... *sigh* yeah I'm broken. And you can thank humanity for that!
Enterprise: How badly is he broken? Why is it this bad and why has no one helped? I-I want to help, but how?
Without warning Bama latched on to her holding on for dear life. Enterprise was surprised and blushed before returning the hug.
Bama: ..Can we stay like this for couple more minutes?
Enterprise: ..Sure.
As they continued to hug, a signal would be located and a cry for help would be answered. But by who? Well the main character clearly.
With the Big Stick
Earlier
???: Iowa
Tirpitz: Iowa? Then that makes you my enemy.
Iowa: Enemy? Who are you?
Tirpitz: Me? I'm Tirpitz. Second of the Bismarck-class of battleships.
Iowa: Tirpitz. Why is that familiar? ...Oh yeah~ that's why. *cue the laughter*
Wow! I haven't laughed that hard in a while. Yo-you really think you could take me in a fight? I'm just... speechless.
Tirpitz: Why couldn't I take you in a fight? You're just a normal ship, unlike Project Black Dragon or the Gray Ghost.
Iowa: Black Dragon? Ohh you mean New Jersey!
Tirpitz: New Jersey?
Iowa: Second of my class and has the second most battle stars of any US warship.
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The Mighty A's first draw in a new world
FanfictionMight as well do this. Since I haven't seen any stories about the USS Alabama and I want to pay respect to both my state ship and favorite ship, I'm doing this as I did say i would do this. So, you the reader are the Lucky or Mighty A, or Alabama. Y...
