Farrell POV
I slowly turned around, and saw a soldier in a m35 waffenrock, and I could tell by the insignia on his cuffs, collar, and shoulder boards that he was a member of the Infantry Regiment Großdeutschland, Germany's most elite regiment in the pre-war and early war period, shit.
Soldier: "who are you?! What's your business?!"
Farrell: "my name is Biggus Dickus, and I'm here to visit your mother"
Soldier: "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
He butted me with the stock of his rifle. alright Farrell, you can't be a idiot here, you have to think about what you're about to say because if you don't, you're going to end up In Dachau. I look at him, put one hand over where his rifle struck, luckily it was my left side so I could use my right hand to give the proper greeting.
Farrell: "heil hitler, I'm Farrell Fazfox, I'm here on Vacation before I join the army"
Soldier: "how old are you?"
Farrell: "I'm 17 today sir"
I was immediately grabbed by two other soldiers and taken to a nearby building, probably a barracks for the Großdeutschland soldiers. As I'm dragged in there's two female soldiers, one laughing her ass off and the other one looked like she didn't find the joke funny but was tolerating it for the other. The one that was laughing looked at me, then ran over to see what the trouble was, her friend called over
???2: "Frieda! You dumbass get back here!"
Frieda: "oh calm down Angela, I'm just saying hi!"
She looks at me with a smile, a far too innocent look present on her face considering where she was and what she was wearing. Her friend stalked angrily over as she stopped the two soldiers holding me.
Frieda: "heil Hitler guy! How're you doing?!"
Farrell: "heil hitler, and I could be better"
Frieda: "understandable, you look like you're in big trouble!"
Farrell: "I know"
Frieda: "welp! Good luck with the general!"
Farrell: "thanks, I'll need it"
The friend walked over and pulled her away and gave me a stern look, then walked away with her friend. I shrug it off and am taken into the general's office. I see two red ears poking above the back of the chair, looking out the window behind his desk. He must've heard them, because the chair started turning, but when it was fully turned, it revealed a milfy General, the two soldiers saluted, given they were wearing helmets it wasn't the German greeting, it was what we'd typically think of when you think of a soldier saluting. I gave the German greeting and she returned it.
Soldier 1: "general Fahloh! We found this dissident harassing one of our soldiers right in front of the Reichstag!"
General Fahloh: "hmmm, what was he saying?"
Soldier 2: "he said and I quote, 'my name is Biggus Dickus, and I'm here to visit your mother'"
She looked at us, and started laughing her ass off, it took a few minutes for her to calm down but when she did she put the two at attention.
General Fahloh: "obviously it is just immature fooling around, where is your Wehrpass young man?"
Shit shit shit shit! I don't have my repro one on me, so I started pretending to look through all the pockets on my coat
Farrell: "I must've left it at Ho-"
I grab onto something in my inner pocket, and pull it out, I had just finished filing it out the night before, so I look at her, and hand it to her
Farrell: "r-right here mam"
She takes it, and opens it, seeing my picture and my date of birth, January 24th, 1921. She looked at me.
General Fahloh: "name?"
Farrell: "F-Farrell Fazfox"
General Fahloh: "age and date of birth?"
Farrell: "17, January 24th 1921"
General Fahloh: "hmmmm"
She looked through the booklet, seeing everything was in order, and handed it back.
General Fahloh: "welcome Farrell"
Farrell: "t-thank you general"
I put the wehrpass back into the pocket it came from and she looked at the soldiers.
General Fahloh: I'll be having a chat with my commanders tonight about him, please put him in the fifth room barracks with Angela and Frieda, give him a uniform if we have one that'll fit him if we have one."
Soldier 1: "but"
General Fahloh: "no buts, he's got to be in a branch of the armed forces according to our laws of conscription, it sucks for everyone involved but he must"
They sigh and take me to a room with uniforms, trying to find one that'd fit. Amazingly, they found me one. I changed into it and put the belt on, a little tight but if I'm being forced to join up in the Wehrmacht that won't be too much of an issue. I look at the two soldiers as they walk away, and the two female soldiers walk in, chatting again.
Angela: "Frieda you can't keep being a fool forever, what happens when we start fighting other nations? Are you gonna walk to the enemy squad and ask for a round of football and some beer?"
Frieda: "sis you need to stop worrying so much! You know how scary I can be if I need to be! I just don't like having to be!"
Angela: "ugh, you're a dumbass"
Frieda: "yup!"
The slightly taller and more strict looking one looked over at me, and stopped.
Angela: "what the fuck?"
Farrell: "uhhhhh, hi"
Frieda: "Woo! New friend!"
She ran over and hugged me
Frieda: "hai! I'm Frieda, what's your name?"
Farrell: "Farrell, Farrell Fazfox"
Frieda: "Oh! Last names too? Well mine is Feldgra!"
Farrell: "nice to meet you Frieda"
Angela: "Gott im Himmel"
She walked over and yanked Frieda off of me
Angela: "I'm sorry about my sister, she's a huge extrovert. I'm Angela Feldgra."
She stuck out her hand for a handshake, and I returned it. She had a firm grip and a nod.
Angela: "welcome to the regiment, if you are joining us of course"
Farrell: "I've got to go to training yet, I just turned 17 today"
Angela; "Ah, Frieda and I just celebrated our 18th last month"
Farrell: "huh, sweet"
Frieda: "yup! We're legal!"
Angela face palms, and just sighs.
Angela: "well, if you do join our regiment, I'm excited to get to know you"
Farrell: "same mam"
Soon the General walked in, my instinct from the re-enactments I've been too where something like this was to yell Achtung, German for attention.
Farrell: "ACHTUNG!"
I went to attention and saluted, swiftly followed by the two girls spinning around and saluting.
General Fahloh: "huh, you've done your research young man, though your boots are at a slightly too large of a angle"
Farrell: "thank you mam, and sorry about that"
General Fahloh: "it's quite alright, nothing training won't fix, and speaking of training"
She handed me a document, enlistment papers
General Fahloh: "for the duration of any near conflicts or six years, whatever comes later"
Farrell: "I'm assuming you want my signature for that mam?"
General Fahloh: "of course, we need to have it for the conscription, im sorry you have to go through it but it's law"
Farrell: "I understand mam"
I sign and she took it back, and ordered the girls to attention
General Fahloh: "you two keep him company until he leaves for training, I'll relieve you of guard duty to do so"
She left and Frieda was really excited, she liked hanging out and chatting it seemed. Angela wasn't enthusiastic but she was going to follow her orders dammit. She walked over and jumped on her bunk, and Frieda jumped in hers. We started talking, and getting to know each other. Maybe this won't be so bad
Chapter Ende