"Olympic, get down here right now!"
Olympic grumbled a bit, Her sisters never let up on that did they. At least they could pay her some privacy for a few moments.
She walked down the stairs to the cabin, seemingly groggily. She hadn't thought much of what to do today so that must be contributing to her attitude.
Britannic was looking at her with a certain type of Scowl on her face, she gave her a angry stare and Olympic returned it back.
"You didn't water the kelp Olympic! I told you to do that!"
"I thought Titanic would do that?" She defended herself.
"She's with the...you know, construction dock?"
"Ah yes." Olympic responded, eyeing Britannic with a glare, "the Lusitania incident, I don't know how the...Titanic 2 came about anyway, How does that work again?"
"You don't need to know what happened, only what came about; we are getting a niece!" Britannic said
"I'm really gonna need to talk to Mauritania about his brother, he can't leave titanic like that." Olympic said.
"If I see that rotten Cunarder around here I will-"
"We don't wanna sink anyone else, please" Olympic sighed.
"Fine, but splitting him in half is always an option!"
"Don't remind me." Olympic mumbled as she read the morning news.
"Republic of America has confirmed the sinking of Destroyer 'Sam E Houston' to Eruasian forces, 92 lives lost."
"This are getting bad, the superpowers are now on the verge of war if sinking our kin weren't bad enough." Olympic said.
"Let's pray this blows over, shall we?"
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Hope of the Seas
Fiction généraleBook 1 in Tales of the Seas Typically there are 3 types of ships in this world, the Liners who don't do anything but provide the services to the Makers, the Warships who fight the battles of the makers, and the suppliers who make sure everyone eats...
