Kantai Collection: A New Force For Good

A Long Time Coming

A/N: Forty One Thousand Of you.

Forty One thousand.

Just.... holy shit.

If you'd told me 3-4 years ago, that forty one thousand people would read what I had to say about demons from the deep, ships given new life, and gay blondes, I'd have said you were crazy.

Guess not though.

Thank you all.

By the way, writing this chapter reminded me that at one point, Anyaland wasn't a thing.

When the first chapters were being written, I had a different pairing in mind.

Anyaland, meet Zuianya.
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"You guys do know, that if you'd let me carry you, my run would be over with so much faster, yeah?" Anya asked, arms crossed as she watched the five.

The day's date was January 4th, four days into the new and young year of 2023 and two days away from the arrival of the German Admiral that would take place as the head of the German ship girls.

It'd been four days since Anya and Maryland had finally gotten together. In secret of course. In the name of the betting pool they'd only heard whispers of but knew without a doubt that it existed, they'd decided to see how long they could make it without the Base finding out. Which, so far, it was going well enough.

Anya was pretty sure Langley had the largest sum sitting on it.

She wasn't sure why. She just knew.

But Mary and Anya wasn't the only development that had taken place over the four days. One of the most clear happenings of the Base had taken place the morning of the New Year, simply due to Anya and Mary becoming a thing.

They'd made themselves known when Anya had awoken that morning. She'd expected to see a lot of things when she had. The sunlight coming into her room. The bathroom light seeping into her room under the door, signaling that Sofia was awake and getting ready for the day. She'd expected to see someone like Bristol snuggling next to her because of nightmares the previous night.

What she hadn't expected was to find five miniature versions of Maryland, dressed in Marine khakis, to be standing in a row, only a foot from her face, watching her as she slept. At first, Anya had had no idea what was going on. Not even the slightest bit. She thought she was still dreaming.

It had only been after the woman had sat up and asked what felt to be 45 minutes worth of questions, only to be answered by the smallest of head nods and quiet 'Heys!' did she finally learn just who they were. And the answer was simply apart of Maryland's fairy crew. Or, her marines in particular.

After what had been an additional fifteen minutes from waking up, she finally managed to piece together that Maryland had slipped them aboard before they'd parted the night previous.

She'd accepted the answer for all of about thirty seconds before her common sense and logic finally seemed to register to her.

Slipped them aboard what?

Anya wasn't a ship girl, she knew that for sure. How had she not noticed the five before hand was a mystery of the highest order. And apparently, she lacked the proper qualifications to know the answer, because when Sofia poked her head in from the bathroom asking who she was talking to, Anya suddenly found herself talking to no one as the five had completely vanished.

The admiral knew that they had gone somewhere. And she knew where the place was. She just... didn't know where it was exactly. But she could feel where they'd gone, she just couldn't for the life of her, name where.