Story: Strike witches ~Unleashed~ (chapter 12)

The strike witches of the 501st and the 31st squadron groups were running inter-unit training at the 501st’s headquarters as a few had gathered in one of the R&R rooms. Hanna-justina Marseille sat back telling one of her many stories to the other pilots as everyone listened in awe. Towards the back Charlotte Yeager leaned roughly into Erica Hartmann, who was eating a green apple peacefully.

"Is she really better they you?" The Liberion grinned wildly as Erica continued to eat her apple without a word. The red head knew about the standing “who is better” between the Karlsland girls as she began to stir the pot. Marseille continued to chat away, when she caught Erica in the corner of her eye. A hot, tense fever rifled the prideful Karlslander's body as Hanna wet her knickers a little.

"Hartmann..."

Erica turned a smile at the talking pilot as the star of Afrika suddenly lost her train of thought as she sat back and sighed.

"May I have something to drink?" Marseille smiled lightly as Yoshika stood up. The prideful blonde halted the Fuso girl as she looked over at Erica.

"No, I'd like Frau Hartmann to get it for me." Silence fell as Yoshika, Lynne, Charlotte, Katou and Raisa looked over at the quiet Karlsland girl. Erica bit into her apple again as Yoshika injected quickly.

"I'd be happy to get you." The Fuso girl paused as Marseille lifted her hand again, cutting her off rudely.

"I'm pulling rank Hartmann, I want something to drink." The tension grew as to everyone's surprise the blonde girl got up and walked out.

"Now where was I?" The Lieutenant continued on as the others listened in again.

About 20 minutes later...

"It’s about goddamn time." Marseille groaned loudly as Erica walked into the main room. The blonde walked straight up to the sitting girl with a glass of ice water in one hand and an eaten apple core in the other. The prideful blonde held out her hand as Erica started to hand her the glass. Suddenly the taller Karlslander’s hand stopped her as Marseille looked up at the short blonde with a seductive gaze. The others watched silently as they waited for the shit to hit the fan.

"You look thirsty, have a drink." Erica simply took the cup and took a drink.

"Thank you." Erica smiled brightly as she wiped her own mouth.

Satisfied Marseille snatched the glass and started swallowing the fluid down. A few seconds later Marseille’s eyes widened as she suddenly spit the “water” from her mouth, causing the others jumped back as liquid sprayed everywhere.

"PISS!?!" Marseille screamed out loud, dropping the glass as the other pilots gagged or made disgusted faces. Most found it strange the sneaky blonde had drank her own pee just too fool the other Karlslander into doing the same.

"Hartmannnn!!!" The angry girl began to rise to her feet as Erica\'s arm suddenly swung down with the apple core ready to smash the girls face in. Marseille quickly gripped it as a sly smile touched her face.

"You'll have to do better than that." The two girls tensed against each other as everyone had backed away now.

"Know your place slampa." Erica whispered darkly, leaning in rapidly she started spitting apple seeds in Marseille’s face at rapid fire. The girl just yelped shamefully and tried to cover her face as all four seeds struck her face.

"That’s plus 4 for me, sorry everyone back to her story now." Erica leaned back carelessly and headed back to where she was sitting. Grabbing an apple off the table, she sat down next to Charlotte, and took a bite from the sweet green apple.

“What was that now?” Erica grinned riotously as Hanna matched it with hatefully glare.

“This is’in over!!!”

Story: Strike witches ~Unleashed~ (chapter 12)

Chapter 12