Javelin

"In light of increased enemy movement, the HQ has instructed me to appoint a secretary ship. I'll decide my secretary by interviewing everyone. Today is your turn, Javelin."

Before me is a girl with violet hair, cute white little dress and on her right hand some kind of white glove with red ribbon on it. She also has some kind of shirt tied on her shoulders. On her left wrist she has blue bracelet and she also has a little crown top of her head. "So you know why you are here, right?" She nodded quickly. "Great. Then, let's start this interview. First of all: Javelin, tell me something about yourself." "Okay. Umm, I'm a J-class destroyer of the Royal Navy. I took part in the battle of Narvik and the evacuation of Dunkirk. I-" "Sorry to interrupt you Javelin, but your battle record already is in the file that HQ has sent to me." I pointed some papers in front of me. " I'd like to hear about things like… what do you like to do in your free time, what kind of food do you like, how are you on off duty… and like." Javelin looked at me. At first she had this 'what are you talking about' -face which all of a sudden changed to a little teasy smile, and I bet that I saw her eyes almost laughing at me. "Oh ho" Javelin started: "That sounded like you have no idea what to do to a girl of your type sitting opposite of you." Javelin giggled. How does that have anything to do with this? Before I could say anything, she continued with a smile: "Just for you to know, I don't like feeling nonexistent, and I'll work hard to prevent that, hehe. I'd also like to play with you sometime, commander." Javelin giggled again. Like she was already playing with me. I took a deep breath: "I'd also love to play with you, but it needs to be saved after working hours. So you must work hard, understood?" "Yes, yes, commander, but, you see", she asked me to lend over my desk with her hand, while doing same thing: "I want to be confessed under the…" She was saying something while my wandering eyes noticed IT. Her dress was a little loose and I saw it. I promise, it was definitely not intentional. She wasn't wearing a bra! Why she isn't wearing the bra?! "Commander" I heard Javelin saying, and I startled and retreated back to my side of desk. Javelin was giving me a hurted look. "Perverted behavior is bad" she said in a silent voice. "I-I-I wasn't looking" I turned my face towards the ceiling. "Commander, your face is red." Javelin said keeping her arms crossed in front of her chest. I think I pissed her off. "Commander, if you don't behave yourself, I'm going to dislike you. Are you listening to me?" Javelin rose from her chair. "Yes I am, Javelin. And I'm sor-" "I'm leaving now, commander, I have to work hard." Javelin interrupted my apology and left the office. "But Jav-" she shut the door before I had finished. She seems to hate me now. I sighed. This interview didn't went as planned. Not even close. I need to think some way to apologize to her.

In the next day, there was a package on my desk. I opened it and I found a boxed meal and a letter. 'I made some boxed meal for you, commander. Have a good day and don't overwork yourself.' Signed by Javelin, with a smiley. I guess I'm good for now. Maybe.