Chapter 5: Fun at the London Nautica
The next Day, Nina and Johann woke up, only to be greeted by Dinky who made breakfast for them. “Good morning. I did made you breakfast.” She was holding a tray with two glasses of juice and two bowls of oatmeal.
“Thank you Dinky, that’s very nice dear,” Nina said. She and Johann enjoyed her Breakfast.
“That was delicious, Dinky.” Johann patted her. “But before we go, we want that you try the clothes on.”
The clothes Nina made fitted perfectly. “Do you like it? I wanted some colors that would suit you and the fall.”
Dinky blushed, “Of course I like it. Thanks.”
The Toque was big enough to hide the horn, but not so large that it was uncomfortable or suspicious.
They entered Johann’s car. Dinky putted the seat belt on. “It will be a long ride. You should take a nap until we arrive.” Before Dinky fell asleep, Johann had to break abrupt, causing Dinky to fall forwards but was pushed back into the backseat by the belt.
“Trottel!” Johann shouted. A Car had taken him the right of way.
“So this is what a seat belt does.”
“Yes. It is designed to prevent you from falling out of your seat and getting hurt.” Nina explained.
After that, Dinky closed her eyes and was asleep. Johann turned the Radio on. It played Hans - Mein kleiner VW. Johann’s VW had served him well for years and he didn’t want to replace it with a Mercedes.
Nina woke Dinky as they arrived. “Wow. It’s large.”
“Yes. This used to be downtown London, before… well, you know.” Johann parked and opened the door for his wife.
“Well, let’s go, shall we?”
“But of Course. Or as my Daddy says: Allons-y!”
Dinky was hopping ahead. Nina and Johann smiled at the cute sight. As they entered the building an broadcasting started.
"Welcome to the London Nautica. I am General Wilhelm Strasse, the founder of this museum. When I was just a little boy, I had a dream. I used to dream that one day I would create a robot, who would hold my hand when I was alone and afraid. It sounds silly now, doesn't it? But dreams are what fuels the engines of progress. Without dreams, we would have no Victory. Without dreams, we would have no Leader. Without dreams, we would have no Fatherland. Since I was a boy, my dreams, shaped by time, have become a beautiful arrow shooting straight into the future. Our collective future. This is why I constructed the London Nautica. I hope it will inspire more young boys to strive for greatness. Now please, enjoy your stay."
“Wilhelm Strasse was the founder of this museum?”
“Yes Dinky. He was responsible for many constructions. First, I should you show the Moon dome.”
“May I join you?” Kurt asked as he opened the door for them.
“But of Course Mr. Wolf, you can join us.
“Please you can call me Kurt. Dinky, your clothes are very nice.”
“Thank you. Wow, Fascinating.” Dinky’s eyes widened. The moon dome had a topographically correct replica of the moon spinning in the middle, and on the surface of the moon was a miniature model of the lunar base.
“You made it to the moon?”
“Yes, my dear. On July 20th 1951 the German astronaut Hans Armstark and his co-pilot Emmerich Otto became the first men to land on the Moon. The Lunar base was built in 1956. It is located in an ancient impact crater known as the Glimmer Bow.”
“Amazing, Johann.” Dinky turned around as she heard a stomping and beeping sound.
A Guard robot came in and aimed at Dinky. Kurt however said, “She’s harmless.” The Robot beeped once more and returned to his post.
“Wha-What was this?” Dinky was scared for a second.
“This is a Guard Robot. Designed by General Strasse to guard places, that requires, Firepower that Soldiers cannot have,” Johann explained.
The Guards were also reinforced by Fire troopers. “Johann, what are those Guys?” Dinky pointed to the Fire trooper that was guarding the Door.
Instead of Johann, the Fire trooper answered her Question. “I’m a Fire trooper. I am an Elite Soldier armed with a Shotgun loaded with special ricochet shrapnel. My diving suit is heavily armored. That means I can take a lot of bullets.”
“But if you wearing a diving suit, why you are called Fire trooper if you have nothing to do with fire?”
“I don’t know. Probably the guy who designed the Fire troopers probably wanted originally to equip them with flamethrowers or something like that I suppose.”
“If you say so.”
“Dinky, should we show you the rest of the museum?” Kurt asked.
“Yes please.” Before they left Johann gave Dinky a piggy ride.
They came across the hanger bay where some Space Marines, Space troopers and Space Scientists were preparing for take-off. “May I ask what these guys are?” Dinky felt guilty for asking.
Kurt replied, “You can ask me everything Dinky. The men in white are Space Marines. They are serving on the lunar base. Only the very best Soldiers can join them. The men with the backpack with the light on and the red color on the white armor are Space troopers. They are picked from the very best and most experienced of the lower ranking Space Marines.
And the men in the white suits are Space Scientists. They are working in shifts of between six months up to a year before being given time off, because of the dangers associated with isolation as far as I know.
Can’t image how this helps. But sometimes, I wonder who the genius was that decided to deploy the best soldiers on the probably most boring post you can get.”
A Space shuttle unloaded a Supersoldat. He aimed his MG 60 at Dinky. But as Kurt said that she is a visitor he lowered his weapon and prepared for transport.
“And this is a Supersoldat. Engineered by General Strasse himself. I only know that they are created on the Moon. Their armor allows them to take a lot of bullets and with their MG 60 they can deal high damage. For some reason they take orders without Question.”
Dinky shivered a bit, but a Space Marine comforted her. “Sorry for that. They tent to shoot first upon contact. Your costume looks very cute.”
“Thanks mister. And your armor looks very cool. Do you also have commanders?”
“Of course. They are wearing a red uniform and are using a version of the Handgun 1960 that is white in color and has a silencer permanently attached. Is this your daughter?” He turned to Kurt.
“No she is our daughter,” Johann said to the Space Marine, "I’m off duty so I thought I showed her the museum. And I’m proud of her.”
“So, are you part of the Luftwaffe?”
“Yes. I wonder sometimes how the Supersoldaten are created.”
“I have seen that they are in tubes of yellow liquid. I also heard that their brain is degenerated into a more primitive state, making them erratic and extremely violent. This makes me wondering how the General can control them.”
While they had their conversation, Dinky sneaked behind Kurt and grabbed his cap.
“Got your Cap!” She shouted while running away.
“Oh come here you little…” Kurt tried to catch her.
Johann and Nina smiled at the cute sight. Even if the faces from the Space Marines and Troopers were covered by their helmets they seemed to smile too. The Scientists also smiled.
The rest of the day, Dinky had much fun. They even watched a movie about space in one of the cinemas. When they returned at home, Nina made alphabet soup for Dinky. The Soup with letters in it was favored by many Children.
Dinky let out a sigh as the letters formed the word home. “You miss your family, don't you?” Nina asked.
“It’s just; I can’t stop thinking that my family will never find me.”
“Again, don’t worry. I am confident, that they won’t give up until they have found you,” Johann said in an attempt to comfort her.
“You’re right, Johann. Daddy said once to me, that he never leaved a friend behind. And he will search for me.”
“That’s the spirit!” Nina said.
After Dinky was enjoyed her soup, Nina putted her to bed. “Nina, can I ask you something?”
“But of course, my dear.”
“Does it bother you, if I call you my Mommy? Since I don’t know how it long it takes, until my real mommy finds me.
“Dinky, you’re already like a daughter to me. And since I always wanted to be a mother, I would love it if you call me Mommy.”
“Can you sing me a lullaby, Mommy?”
“Of course.” Nina cleared her throat and began to sing
“Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone,
when he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are!
Then the traveler in the dark,
thanks you for your tiny spark;
he could not see which way to go,
if you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky you keep,
and often through my curtains peep,
for you never shut your eye,
till the sun is in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are!
As your bright and tiny spark,
lights the traveler in the dark,
though I know not what you are,
twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are!”
After Dinky was asleep, Nina whispered in her ear, “Sweet Dreams.” This was Nina’s favorite lullaby, even if it was not German origin. She joined her husband in the bed.
“She asked me if it was ok if she can call me mommy. Would you mind if she would you call Daddy?”
“Not at all. I already feel like a father for her. And you know how much I love kids.”
“And that’s what I love about you.” Nina kissed her husband.
Before they were asleep, it began to rain and an emergency broadcast could be heard.
“Attention Citizens of Berlin. A malfunctioning Panzerhund is roaming on the Streets. Because of this it is very dangerous at night. Stay indoors and if you see it, report it immediately to the authorities.”
“This is not good.”
"Don’t worry my dear. As long as we stay indoors, nothing bad can happen.”