Hey everyone. I'm back.

I've been stressing out with IRL stuff and one of those things includes my novel. It's midnight, I'm a little stressed and hoping between tonight and tomorrow over the weekend I have something solid.

Back to business let's give Lady Underboob some glory.

Enjoy.

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It was late afternoon as a navy man in his office in a high ranking uniform was hard at work. Commander (FN) First Name Herrmann aka Herm was going through his mountain of paperwork. Soon there was supposed to be mail delivered and someone was hopefully going to file and send things out. With him getting back from an emergency meeting in another nation he had his work cut out for him.

There was a roar outside of his door they made him raise his head and nearly drop his pen. "Nein!? What the hell?"

"Eisen!" Called a voice. "Behave."

There was a softer roar.

"Now now. No eating the mail!"

"Beg pardon?" Kais was concerned.

There was a knock on the door. "Commander Herm?"

"Yes? Come in." He answered.

"Stay here Eisen. Be a good boy." Prinz Heinrich smiled at her obedient metal dog and giggled as she walked inside the captain's quarters. "Guten Tag."

"Guten Tag." He nodded. But he looked over and was amazed. Tried not to show his expression. Lots of white hair, sexy red eyes, and enough underboob to protect a village from sunlight. Aoogah, Lady Underbooba. "What can I do for you?" He adjusted his tie nervously.

"I came to drop off the mail and see how you are doing." She smiled.

"Fine. Fine..." He replied attempting to keep his head and eyes up. "I am just doing paperwork and making sure duties and protocol is followed."

"Sure thing. Let me help." She smiled.

There was another slight roar. Commander's eyes widened. "Did you just leave that thing in the hallway!?'

"Jah. He don't hurt anyone." As she replied Eisen roared again as there was a scream from a girl running in the opposite direction. "Just one moment." Prinz Heinrich went back to the door to settle down her metal friend. "Now Eisen. Was that nice? Please behave yourself." Closing the door and heading back to the Commander. "I'm no good at paperwork, but I can try. Then we can go for a stroll to get you out of here. The sea air will help you clear that mind of yours."

"I can't deny that." He nodded.

"Is something the matter?" She pondered.

"My Ladyship, have you, looked in the mirror recently?" Commander asked.

"Every morning and night. At least a few times a day. Why do you ask?"

"I have to say it. Humbly. You are so beautiful. Don't forget it."

She blushed a little. "Commander you're so cute. Thank you. Now you better return the favor by not working too hard and at sunset you better be having dinner. I don't want you hear until midnight again."

"But the workload." He pleaded.

"It's never going away. And this is a job for at least two." She cooed.

"I will not doubt that. Tell you what. You file my in's by date, send my box outside to see if they did their pickup, and file the sent work that came back this way. I will continue my work for an hour and then we leave this office together. No exceptions. Unless we get company that is."

Prinz Heinrich was estatic. "I'll try. I don't know how good it will be, but, let's go."

Hesitant to her ability, Prinz Heinrich saw that the mail pickup did go through and got straight to work. Taking a short stake of papers and going by date. Since their were no markings on high a priority they were, the older ones were getting finished first. Anything urgent, emergency, or priority one would come by hand with a barge in the door. No knock. Just burst open the door with orders speaking German. Usually from Z-23 aka Nimi. And when she gets riled up, Problem (That's actually trouble in German. At least from my Google Translate App. Well God damn. The more you know. Haha.)

During that hour Commander did have to staple notes to some of his papers due to not wanting to call people during that time of day. Tomorrow before lunch would suffice. He made a pile of those to make sure he had people's names and questions listed there before adding an "In" pile of his own. Then there were a few tough ones to review. There was two that were simple. It was about exploring a new product for cleaning a new telephone was an office. Then there suppliers, U-Boat projects, and other big developments that needed more hands on deck. It took going through notes and other reports to go through a little over a dozen "Ins" from his pile before he called it quits.

The sunset was coming as Commander got up from his chair and went for the coatrack. Picking up his hat and putting it on before a quick reflection check from the window. "That's all today my Dear." He smiled.

"Did I do okay?" She mopped.

"Splendid. You were a big help." He grinned.

"Really?" Her eyes twinkled.

"Yes."

"Thank you thank you." She beamed. "I must make it up to you somehow."

"Nonsense." He insisted.

"Really I, I want to spend more time." Realizing what she said she seemed a little rather skittish. In plain terms, she was asking out Commander.

"I would be happy to. Lead the way." He nodded.

"Okay..." As long as he doesn't go in my room everything should be okay. Right? Everything should be okay from there. He won't judge me, right?

The two took a nice sunset stroll to her apartment where the sun was starting to set. Though she now realized something. She was going to have to choose. Boil the water and go with how she was taught (also no hot water splashing on the booba, apron much) or go with instant ramen in a cup. And for Commander? Yeah... that would be an embarrassing moment for her.

Thankfully Nimi and the girls along with Prinz Eugen for help were able to give Prinz Heinrich a "Halfway Recipe" for her to make.

There in her fridge were a few containers of noodles with vegetables already inside. All she had to do was warm them up in a pan and toss in her sauce of choice. It should be simple. Though with Commander there as soon as she opened the door, there was more doubt weighing over her head.

Commander stepped in the apartment and smiled. "It's a cozy place."

"Thank you." She replied nervously.

"Thank you for having me."

"Let me get us a snack." She dashed over to the fridge. Please be here. Please be here. She noticed the serving bowls. Yes! "Have a seat. I shall only be a few minutes."

"Thank you." Commander took off his shoes, hat, and coat before sitting at the table in the kitchen. He was happy to have the hospitality and a meal coming. Better than leftovers while at the desk until the stars were out and everyone would be in bed. 

Prinz Heinrich on her end grabbed a pan on the stove and grabbed an apron just in case of splashing. If any hot sizzle splashed her skin on her torso, her scream would be so loud the whole apartment complex would think a murder took place. Then she waited and she could feel herself being watched as Commander smiled waiting for this meal being prepared. She had her mixing bowl on the side and just waiting for a little butter to come to a melt for her next step. Time was going much slower than what she wanted to.

Nonetheless she brought the first serving out and dumped it right in. Hearing the sizzling and waiting for it to warm up before she were to take chopsticks and swirl everything around for it to cool even. Especially the chicken and broccoli chunks.

"Commander would you like a sauce?"

"Teriyaki please." He nodded.

"I will as well." When the first serving was warm all the way through she poured it into the bowl so she can toss it in a sauce that was warm. Tossing as the next plate awaits to be warm throughout. Then she could serve iced tea that is in the fridge that was made fresh that morning and dine with Commander. What many of the ships dream about.

At last the man was served and waited for Prinz Heinrich to sit down across from him. And yes booba looks better and a little more bigger sitting down. She grew nervous as he was going for his first bite. Thinking that this was either okay to bad. I hope he thinks it's okay...

"Brilliant." He grinned.

She poked her head up. "Hmm?" Surprised. Clueless. Didn't expect this at all.

"Chicken tender, noodles soft, sauce has life, and vegetables I feel restoring my body. This is very good."

"Well I had help. I have to admit that. I struggle with this sort of thing." She sighed sadly. 

"Well, I did read that in a report. I hate to bring up such a thing during this pleasant evening." He put his chopsticks down. "Prinz Heinrich. 

"Oh no..."

"Smile." He said softly. "You are beautiful. I hope you know it. History means nothing if there is no future. You have so much to offer and everyone appreciates you. Including myself. You are a pleasure to be around and I think a little more smile and some motivation and you won't be able to sell yourself short. Look at today. And tomorrow, look at the day in front of you. That cute face isn't going away. Your looks aren't fading. Keep that in mind."

"Commander have you been, ogling me!?" She screeched.

"Have I checked you out a few times? How can I not?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"How can you say such things so easily?" Blushing madly she just wanted to hug herself and look away.

"I lead this fleet and have many people depend on me to be my best. And have to do my very best on every day if I can help it. Today I don't think I gave everyone my best. But I cannot bring myself to get pitiful or frustrated with myself tomorrow. We must enjoy the time we have to move forward and better ourselves. It is a daily plan."

"So it's okay? And I'm-" She looked at Commander. Prinz Heinrich could only see piercing eyes, a moustache, and a smile. "Attractive?"

"No matter how you dress you in the nines." He nodded. "And I love your sweet personality. I mean it. Stand by it."

"Then, would you want to cuddle with plushies with me and hangout?"

He nodded with a chuckle. "Sounds awfully comfortable. I'd be delighted."

Dinner was over soon and Commander got to see her room. When she said plushies, there was a ton. More than a claw machine of any size could hold. Any and every insecurity would disappear in seconds with these. All colors, sizes, designs, and references involved. As Commander leaned back in the bed with a plushie named Fynn with a dolphin design, Prinz Heinrich cuddled on the man's chest. There were a few small plushies behind and above her as she had what she wanted for quite some time. 

A man to understand and appreciate her. One who could cuddle her be okay with needing more time. Notice that she still trying to be that dream woman that is advertised by many other ships such as the other Prinz (Eugen), Belfast, Formidable, and Friedrich (Hi Mom). That she is slowly blooming to be a great desire to man. Funny thing is, she is already there and one day almost perfect. Isn't it amazing what one night can do?

Sure enough Commander might soon find himself falling asleep and waking wondering which plushie will be wearing his hat. Or it could be Heinrich wearing it with his coat. The world may never know. Nor is it their problem to know once past the apartment door. It's just a man after a long day going to his cute, sexy, and energic girlfriend that one day will make men weak at the knees. Depending who you ask. 

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It's good to be back. I love you all.

-Relly