Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

THE TWATS

During the night, Dajareeling and Nonna were taking a stroll once the rain had stopped. The wet ground was soft on their feet, giving a nice feel to it compared to the hard steel they were used to in their tanks. It also made them reminisce on how easy life used to be, before all of this terror and atrocity.

The cold and moist air with the scent of forest greens made the night feel like a zen session.

The moon in the clear sky shone down with its faint light, reflecting off of the water to a dim glow. The light felt like a representation of their hope, although faint, it still shined in the darkest of times.

While they continued their walk having small conversations, the five Twats watched them until they were far enough away from camp. Away from any person's view that could see them do it.

The wind now began to blow, bustling the tree's leaves and branches. This was enough to cover the sound of their footsteps as they moved in.

Nonna asked Dajarling "Can an inside evil within an army cause it to fall apart"

Darjeeling replied with great curiosity 'It can one, two, or many ways. First, it takes over and the army is fundamentally changed, or it causes the army to cave in on itself, and the rest is just a mix of the two.".

The Twats were now behind them, the wind still blowing strong.

Nonna then said worryingly "I feel like I'm*". She was suddenly cut off.

Darjeeling looked back to see the tallest Twat, the leader of them all, putting a cloth over her mouth that had chloroform.

Before she could scream out, a cloth to went over her mouth as the second tallest got her from behind.

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Nonna was the first to wake up, feeling the chains around her as she was half on a table, and half off as her feet were on the ground. Looking around as her vision came back.

She was in a clean shed room, gasoline lamps hung around the corners, and Darjeeling was beside her with chains on and in the same position as she was in.

The Leader Twat came on the other side of the table so that they could see him.

"We wanted nothing more than you girls. Flirted, offered gifts, money, and power, but what kept you two from loving us?"

Nonna replied, "I felt no connection to you disgusting boys, and just cause you're taller than the girl or can give her things, doesn't mean she will like you."

Dajarleeing added in "We also don't have shallow hearts that can be filled with objects of fake love... Unlike yours"

SLAM!

He pounded his fist on the table and then yelled "YOU ARE NOT IN THE POSITION TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO OR WHO I AM! IM ACTUALLY ASHAMED NOW TO EVEN LIKE YOU TWO WHORES"

He then slapped Dajarling as hard as he could, and it left a mark in the form of a bloody bruise. The pain was immediate and frightening.

He then said trying to calm down "Conqueror refused to intervene with us ever because he fears his power will be lost, and you Nonna, Hammond knows he isn't strong enough to wield a gun that can kill me. Let alone have the bravery to march in here. This is all hypothetical just to keep your hopes up"

Nonna and Dajarlings hope sank to rock bottom.

"Because in reality, they don't even know this is happening."