Right.....Wrong.....I don't know

Steam and Oil

They were finally moving again. Cleveland and the others had to wait for a while and next to some slight concerns about lets say questionable noises from the ship's engines. After that vanished it finally began to make a sound that could be described as what it was supposed to be.

“We did it.” Tirpitz cheered in triumph. She walked out of the bowels of her ship and looked generally happy….if completely covered at several spots with thick smeary oil. The destroyers following her weren’t in any better state but at least on their darker uniform it looked less out of place. Tirpitz's snow white outfit was nearly caked in black oil which surprised Cleveland a bit. 

“Ehh, Tirpitz. You are a bit covered in oil, you know.” Cleveland said with a bit of uncertainty. She didn’t want to insult her but she had to say it. As she looked around she saw that the destroyers, while still being less covered in the black stuff, at least compared to the battleship next to them, still had the drops on their clothes and bodies. Whatever they did in the bowels of the battleship sure has been messy.

Tirpitz looked down and blushed. “Ehmmmm. Where is all of this coming from? Give me a second. I will change.” She turned around and saw the destroyers in the same state. “You also go change. We cannot walk into the main base looking like this.” She ran to her door again. “Also Sortie. I am gonna drive so don’t worry about us being anchored here. We fixed the engine and it works.” It gave a weird sound but didn’t go out again. “At least kind of. It will hold until we are back. See you in a minute again.”

With a rumble the ship began moving as the destroyers jumped from the ship in joy. Tirpitz vanished into it and Cleveland relaxed. Looking down the ship she could see it pick up speed and that was something she was happy about. 

“Well finally moving at last.” Breathed Cleveland out as she looked at the waves crashing and passing against the ship. She was short before simply pushing the ship to make it move already. Elma would no doubt forgive her even if the Enforcer seemed to have little to no issue with just waiting at all. “She really broke her engine huh? I doubt we will even drive at full speed.”

*Definitely sounded like she broke it. Although I do wonder where the oil comes from myself. Isn’t she using steam engines?*

“Probably from the pistons of the turbines but let’s not ponder there. We both aren’t experts on how she moves and operates and frankly I don’t care anyway.” Cleveland said and watched the destroyers drive next to them as they exited the base. She didn’t see the kids but the ships moving were enough for her to be satisfied.

*And now comes the waaaaaay too long journey we need to take with them to the base. I hope you packed your bags well cause this is going to take a lot longer than when you would go alone. You could also teleport over there and be there in an instant but you aren’t that experienced yet so sadly you can’t.*

Cleveland frowned at the thought. She knew the travel to the main base wouldn’t take long, a few hours at most, and alone with Elma she would probably be almost there already.  “Nothing I can do about that Alpha. We just need to hold out until we arrive.“

She joined the others with that said. After Tirpitz and the destroyers met on the battleship's deck again, this time all of them in more presentable fresh clothings, they talked friendly together as they picked up to at least half speed of what the battleship is usually able to cruise at.

Multiple hours went into the day but given the time they set off they managed to arrive at around midday. The sea was surprisingly calm, something not often seen in the North sea, so they drove without any issue. Cleveland noticed they couldn’t even spot anything else. Surprising given how close they passed Britain. The Sirens extremely enhanced radar could barely pick up anything even at the rimms of her range. That is beside the full port of Ironblood.