The First Fleet (Azurlane Fanfiction)

ch. 13.2, Surprises Surprises

{thinking}
"talking"
*action*
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Hurricane POV: Quaqtaq base

Ok, the diserts are finally done. I then order the dishes to the freezer and look at the ones that made it possible. These 3 girls had to have been one of the most talented chefs I've ever worked with. Following orders to the period, on the fly decision making, perfect timing, and even the increased work load didn't break them. I hope to see more from them and royal navy

Cane: "i gotta say girls, that was one hell of a service! Never thought I'd see the day where people were able to keep up with me!"

Curlew: *panting* "t-thah-.. t-thank you chef!"

Curacoa: "my.. I did not think I would achieve that..." *Sigh* "How is your hand, Easedale?"

Easedale: *grone* "w-worry not, it is nothing new for an oil tender like me... Ah-! I apologize sir Hurricane, to think i would lose my composure"

Cane: "anyone would lose composure after holding a smoking handle like that"

Curacoa: "speaking of losing composure, I must say that your devious little plan is taking a toll on my former students" *chuckle*

Cane: "says the one who didn't even hesitate when agreeing to said plan. Anyway, let's let them eat. Belfast look just about ready to pass out"

We then exit the kitchen towards the table. The 3 chefs went to the servers while I strut my way towards monarch in the most casual way I could do. I don't know what happened exactly, but I intend to do my best to help this base....

Cane: *hand on chest* *smile* "good evening, your majesty. How has the food been tonight?"

She looks to me with a hint of suspicion within her deadpan face.

Monarch: "hmm... it has been quite.. delicious. Many of these dishes are prevalent within Royal Navy, however you and the chefs of our base have out did yourselves. That being said, I presume that the is a reason to why you chose me to talk to?"

Cane: "of course. I would like to request that the maid core also join our feast"

Monarch: "you wish for staff to join the guests in dining?" *bite food*

Cane: "I won't be here for long and as a chef I'd like them to eat while the food is still hot....of course, only if it's ok with you, your majesty..."

Gesturing to Monarch, i waited and observed her reaction. She didn't react at first with that dead pan face of hers, but after swallowing the food that was in her mouth, she spoke calmly and matter of factly without taking her eyes off her plate.

Monarch: *swallow* "I will allow it. I am not one who finds pleasure in forced discipline"

With that, I sat at the opposite side of the long table, facing myself towards Monarch at the other end while the others enjoyed the dinner. After a good few minutes we all finished the food. Some of the smaller girls talked about being full, but that quickly went away as the desserts came in. As I enjoyed a large tub of mocha ice cream, on of the smaller girls spoke.

???: "um.. excuse me, Mr.?"

Cane: "I am USS Hurricane, but you can call me cane. Got a question, Ms.?"

Rollicker: "Ah, I am HMS Rollicker, these are my sisters HMS saint, HMS envoy, and HMS Bustler. We were wondering why was the whole base was invited to a feast"

Cane: "ain't it obvious? Because this whole base is doomed"

Oh, you could hear a pin drop it was so quiet. All the royals stopped eating, leaving the union girls confused. The tugs then looked to me and simbirsk while whispering for a moment wich I definitely know why they did that. But before i could say anything, it seems monarch also caught the behavior. She lowered her glass with force, not enough to break it, but enough to catch the attention of everyone with the sound.