Another day onboard the ship would mean the same routine, wake up, get into uniform, and report to the Admiral’s office

Your thoughts would be interrupted as the intercom next to your bed went off

“Lieutenant! Come to my quarters! I require your assistance!”

You try to explain that…you literally just woke up but of course she didn’t care

“You better March your Happy Ass down here before I throw you overboard! You hear me you insignificant little worm?! We got Bloons to pop! Now get to it!”

The intercom would turn off, leaving you in silence except for the crashing of the waves as you put on your uniform and made your way to the deck

Knock Knock

“COME IN!”

As you entered she would look up from the control center she would scoff

“Look at you…your collar is all messed up! And your shirt is wrinkled!”

She would grumble and suddenly grab you by the collar, fixing your uniform

“There…don’t let it happen again or I’ll use you as ammo for the ships cannons…”

She would sigh and sit at her desk, visibly irritated as she clenched her mug

“Sit…”