I slump at my desk in front of the VTC screen. I’m still wearing the same clothes from the day before. I’ve been at work all night doing paperwork and coordinating prisoner logistics. EACK has finally found a purpose, though mostly because nopony else wants to do it.
Rainbow Dash says “You did what!?”
I stare at her image on the screen. “My team and I overthrew our boss and in the process accidentally stumbled into being the only ones who could stop a war before it could start.”
“That’s awesome!” she says.
Despite the aftermath, the prisoners, the endless requisitioning, authorizations, and signature endorsements, I have to admit, it is pretty cool. EACK might have stopped a world war.
“What’s next?” Rainbow asks. “Are you planning to sleep? What time is it there?”
“Saturday morning.”
“You look beat.”
“Yeah, probably. The coffee helps. Please though, I’m begging you, mail some Derpyroast. I haven’t had good coffee since I’ve been here.”
“No problem. So you have like two hundred prisoners? What are you doing with them?”
“We’ll probably trade them back to the Norks or something. North Koltrea comes off looking even worse than they already did in front of the world. More importantly, we didn’t have to go to full-scale conflict.”
Rainbow snickers. “Look at you, acting like you’re ready to go up another rank, maybe two.”
“Bite me. We did it because nopony else could.”
“Oh, and ‘we.’ The leadership skills!” She keeps laughing.
I sit back and sigh. I haven’t had a shower in too long. My coffee cup is empty. My eyes hurt from staring at a computer all night and my eyelids are heavy from lack of sleep.
At least I’m comfortable. It sure is good to wear a casual uniform again.
Yeah, I know there should have been more bashing IT equipment.
Now, the bad news. Lt Lightning Dust, in recognition of her meritorious service, is going to be frocked to LtCdr, and appointed to command of EACK...
She'll be trapped in office hell forever now
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And then she'll find out that ol' Tweak was banning casual Fridays because he'd gotten a request from the base commander that it was causing problems with the other units on base due to jealousy. Now she has to deal with it.
The pleasure was all mine! Thanks goes to you for writing something worth reading.
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I lived in Japan a couple of years ago. North Korean missiles flying over were no picnic there, either.