Dust Devils - A Girls Und Panzer Story

Mojave Rose v Mustang Middle College

Saturday, May 25th 2013

Outskirts of Las Vegas, New Mexico

Arid hills. Soft sand. A hot sun. And in the middle of it all were a collection of large tents and countless spectators mingling about, waiting for the semi-finals of the American national tankery tournament to begin. The largest of these tents was where the spectators would sit and watch the match as it played out, on huge television screens mounted on the backs of flatbed trucks. Elsewhere were smaller tents hosting various things to cater to people as they wait and watch. Food and drink stands, shops to sell souvenirs and other mementos, and of course, restrooms. With some time to kill before the match officially begins, two girls decide to walk around the area. The temperature was forecasted to reach the mid-nineties, and with no wind and the total absence of humidity, it was going to be a very dry heat. With the temperature rising by the minute, the only respite from the weather for the spectators was the shade from the tents and ice-cold drinks. For two girls wandering about the spectator's area, they elected to do the latter. Both were wearing sun hats, providing excellent shielding from the sun. In one of the stands, they got some cool milkshakes and enjoyed them sat at tables underneath some shade.

"To think that I nearly wore my school uniform for the match. That would've sucked." Alice remarked.

"No kidding, you would've swum in your own sweat. Though, considering the weather, sweating is rather unavoidable," Madison replied, taking a sip of her drink. Though it was not yet summer, they were wearing summer dresses. Alice went for a sleeveless pale blue dress with straps, with buttons going down its front. Madison too sported a sleeveless dress, with white and yellow colors, with a floral pattern. Fashionable and breathable. "We're already feeling the heat, I cannot even begin to imagine how it'll feel in those tanks of theirs."

"Furnaces. No doubt. Those poor girls."

"Ah, ah, ah," Madison said, waving her finger. "They do have some boys on their team. Let's not forget about them."

"Sorry. I just don't know about the composition of their team as much as you do," Alice then leaned closer and lowered her voice. "I've told you before how some people at school think you have this obsession with Mojave Rose. Especially with their tankery team's captain."

"You have," Madison responded in an annoyed tone, eyes looking down toward the table. "They don't know what we know."

"Then why not let them in the loop? It'll put down all the rumors and leave us both in peace. I'm tired of hearing people call you a stalker."

Madison let out a frustrated sigh.

"I know. I hate it. So. Much. But it won't be forever. Once June comes, all the gossip will be gone."

"But why wait till June?"

"Because if I tell people what we know, inevitably, so will the school's administration. If they find out, my offer for the school who wins the tournament is dead. No way in fucking hell will I allow that to happen." she said with anger.

"Cool it, Madison. Breathe." Alice calmed, laying a hand on her shoulder and rubbing it

"Sorry...but you know just how much it means to me for everything to go well. I don't want all my efforts to be for nothing. It would crush me."

"I do, I do," Alice comforted. The two drank their milkshakes in a tranquil silence for a minute. "I'm curious, did you manage to see her?"

"Yes. In full uniform. She was with this tall guy that I can only assume is her co-captain. Talking about the upcoming match probably."