Hello and welcome to this at best mediocre Girls und Panzer Fanfiction. This is a shameless wish fullfilment and power fantasy, the only thing missing will be Self-Insert... and even that is not out of the possibilities. I have no idea where I am going with this, thus... Yeah, no idea.

I will in this story completely ignore some facts from canon, namely things like the passing of time. The old Student Council no longer having their jobs and others taking over, people graduating and such. For the simple reason that then I would have to add even more OCs then I will already do. Oh, and I don't wanna lose such awesome characters such as "Prez" Anzu. So yeah, whatever.

For the same reason I have included Shark Team, despite the fact that "Das Finale" didn't occur in this timeline. Just because I think they are funny and I wouldn't want to lose the opportunity to play around with the crazy sailor girls. And that sounded a lot better in my head.

00. Prologue

A deafening boom filled the air as a massive 88 mm shell hit a tree next to the poorly hidden Char B1 and send splinters of wood everywhere. The force of the hit shook the tank and the unfortunate girls inside the steel colossus shrieked in shock and terror. Sono Midoriko, better known by her hated nickname Sodoko, held onto her seat as the whole tank rumbled and shook and over the cacophony of steel groaning and girls shrieking she shouted, "We've been spotted, get us out of here! Full speed ahead!"

The engine roared to life and the aged french pre-war tank all but jumped out of it's cover inside the woods, it's turret turning to the left to return fire... and was promptly hit by a shell, the force of the impact sending the tank tumbling to the side. "Aaaaaaahhhh!"

The yellowish brown steel colossus came to a stop and remained where it was, before after a second of nothing happening a white flag plopped up. With a cry of frustration Midoriko, Sodoko, practically ripped open the hatch of her turret and poked her head out of the now motionless tank. "That has to be against school regulations!"

"I don't think it is..." came a weak voice out of the hull.

"Aaargh!"

"Attention! Attention!" The loud voice of Instructor Ami, carried by loudspeakers hidden all over the area and from the big loudspeakers on the back of a newly aqcuired . 251, could be heard by all members of the Ooarai Sensha-Dou team. "Team Mallard is out of commission! Team Mallard is out of commission! Group Bellflower wins! Group Bellflower wins!"

"Awww..."

"Yeeaah!"

/

Climbing from the hull of her trusted and reliable, and by now well known, Panzer IV, Nishizumi Miho let out a small sigh followed by a happy smile. Even if it had only been a simple training match, mock battles were always fun as well as tiring. And challenging, as no other enemy she had yet faced in the world of Sensha-Dou had ever been so unpredictable and ingenious as her own team mates. And being on the receiving end of such warfare could be quite refreshing as well as challenging.

"That was very good shooting Hana," she complimented her friend and resident gunner of the impressive 75 mm gun mounted on their tank. "You're getting ever better."

The black haired young girl blushed and giggled at the compliment, hiding her mouth behind her hand. "Thank you Miho. It is only thanks to your encouragement and you inspiring me that I am able to further my skills in Gunnery and Flower Arrangement."

"Thank you." Miho wanted to say something else, reminding Hana that it was her who was doing the shooting and that she was the one with the skills while Miho herself only gave commands, but her thoughts were interrupted when she saw the three members of the Student Council coming their way. The two girls shared another smile before Hana turned around and went back to their tank while Miho turned towards the advancing student council.

Although the Automobile Club was still the main caretaker of the tanks, all the crews were learning and training in repairing and taking care of their vehicles. All crews could repair damaged tracks already, for this was a procedure vital for staying in a match, but few of the girls actually knew how a motor worked or how to take care of engine problems, least of all how to take apart and reassemble the suspension or the gearbox. At first some of the girls had paled at the idea of being elbow deep inside the organs of a tank and covered with grease and oil, but by this point they eagerly learned and worked under the guidance of the Automobile Club and instructor Ami.

"What a great training match Commander Miho-Chan," said Student Council President Kadotani Anzu with a bright smile that seemed equal measure calculating and friendly. Miho blushed slightly at the compliment and mumbled a thank you, at least she would have if she wouldn't have been cut off.

"The Student Council needs to speak with you Commander Nishizumi," all but barked Momo, the black haired PR manager wearing a single eye glass, her face betraying no emotions. "It is about the future of Sensha-Dou and the school."

"Eeeeehhhh?!"

/

Blushing like crazy and feeling her knees grow weak, Miho shuffled around on the commanders seat of her Panzer IV, trying to ignore the bright light that was shining directly into her eyes. She also tried to ignore the gaggle of girls hurrying and climbing around her, waving make up, brushes and lip gloss into her face and she did her very best to ignore the strange girl with the sunglasses and the beret doing her best Andy Warhol impersonation. "This pose, yes yes... Ohhhh, the light that gleams on the rough surface, the contrast between a young, soft and sweet girl and a machine of war and destruction... Ahahaha, marvelous, truly marvelous!"

The girl whirled around on the spot, gushing like some crazed fangirl, her platinum blonde hair drawn behind her, as was the large camera that hung from her neck.

Miho did understand that they needed more members for the Sensha-Dou Club if they wanted to keep competing with rival schools, especially as there was the danger of several teams leaving now that the school was saved. But why again did she have to model for a series of posters which would be hung around the school? At least she had managed to successfully defend herself against the idea of modeling in her swimsuit, that would have been mortifying.

"Now, daaaaawrlings..." The girl with the camera drawled the word Darlings in a way which would make others shiver. "Is everyone ready? True art can not be contained by a time frame but the muse demands attention. Now now, let's get to it, yes, daaaaawrlings?"

"Hai Andy!" the girls swarming around Miho chorused and giggled and then suddenly the still crazily blushing tank commander was released as the photo-make-up-gremlins, someone's else nickname for them not hers, all but jumped out of the way. Blinking in surprise Miho tried to get her bearing back, looking around, which in turn made the photographer squeal in delight.

"Ohohohohoho, weeeeehhhh! What an aaaaawefully cute expression, such innocence, such big eyes... Haaaah, you would be perfect for another piece of mine! But we need you smiling and confident now daaaaawrling, so chop chop, strike the proper pose."

"Huh?"

Miho was drowned out by a sudden storm of flashes.

/

Taking a gulp of her tea before returning her attention back to the hot pot in front of her, Student Council President Anzu happily hummed a tuneless melody and dug once more into her food. On the other sides of the low table sat her fellow council members Momo and Yuzu, both of them enjoying the food and the warmth of the student council room, basked in the dipping sun on the horizon. With a satisfied sigh Anzu leaned back, chewing on some vegetables. As she had swallowed she then said in a conversational tone, "Haaaahhhh, this is the life."

Like on cue all three girls once more picked up their cups of tea and drank deeply from the hot, relaxing beverage. For a moment no one spoke, until Yuzu said, "I still feel bad for not telling Miho everything about her photoshoot."

"Oh, she will understand," replied Anzu with a shrug. "It is for the good of the school and the Sensho-Dou team. After all, in the next tournament every school will go for us and try to defeat us with full force, we do not have the luxury of being the underdog anymore. We need a bigger, more powerful team if we wish to complete on the same level."

On her right Momo nodded as if to give the president's words more meaning. "Yes. If we want to keep the title and keep the name of our school clean, then we have to keep fighting to our best abilities. We can not give it only half our attention, we need to give it our all. It's a matter of school honor!"

"Yes," agreed Yuzu. "But still... I do not think Miho will be too thrilled when she finds out what we did that photoshoot for."

"Hah, she will understand."