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It was a peaceful summer morning. A girl with short, messy brown hair was sitting on the floor of an old countryside house. Air was thick with the smell of dust and elderly woman — her grandmother, though it's been about two days since she left. Her big green eyes were cheerfully looking on a torn piece of paper, covered in different childish drawings. She was wearing a messy, slightly oversized dress — the only good piece of clothes she had. Well, actually, she had quite a bunch of hand made sweaters and dresses, but it was way too hot to use them. Then, someone knocked at the door. The girl jumped up from the floor and run towards it.

— I'm comiiiing, gran'ma! — The girl exclaimed, her high voice full of excitement. However, when she opened the door, her grandmother wasn't there. Instead of her, there was a huge man in white military uniform.

— Little miss Ester? — He asked, trying to keep his rumbling bass as low, quiet and friendly as possible. Ester looked up at him with very confused, slightly disappointed and pretty wary gaze, taking a step back. Her grandmother specifically told her to not trust strangers, and she was a very obedient girl. The man cleared his throat, clearly feeling just as uncomfortable as the girl before him. — My name is Jean. I'm here with a special order from your father. I'll take you to the airport, where we both will fly together to the naval base in the Atlantic Ocean.

— E-ex'use me, mister Jean... Gran'ma said I should wait here 'till she 'ill be back... — Ester said, her small, plump lips pouting slightly. She was adorable like this, but it was still evident that she was uncomfortable next to this high man. Jean sighed and lowered himself on his knee, pulling out his phone. He started a video, and girl looked at the screen with curious eyes.

Ester found something very familiar on the screen. It was her dad — sure, a little more bearded and mustachioed than she remembered, but it definitely was her dad. Kind eyes looked at her through the screen, and such a familiar voice said to her:

— Ester. My dear, sweet daughter. Hello. Are you doing well? I hope you do. Grandma called me the other day and said she doesn't really feel well. I can't tell if it is truth or not, but she asked me to take you here.

— Dad, why didn't you do it yourself?... — Ester asked, not realising that this is a recording, and she won't get the answer.

— Sorry I didn't come to you myself. I am really busy here, but mister Jean is one who I can always trust. And I need you to trust him as well. He will take you to an airport, and from there the two of you will fly together here. Be nice to Jean, don't run away from him, and be a good girl. I'll see you this evening, hopefully, or tomorrow. I love you, Ester.

Ester's dad waved her, and she waved back. Suddenly, another voice could be heard in the video. It was high and girlish, but much more mature than Ester's voice.

— Servant, who are you talking to?! — Source of the voice couldn't be seen on the video, but it sounded pretty angry and annoyed.

The recording cutted off at this very moment, and Ester looked at Jean, her eyes shining with excitement and determination. She really wanted to see her dad, she wanted to hug him, and wanted to be praised for being a good girl. Ester nodded, showing that she mostly understood what is happening.

— Did you eat anything? — Jean asked, his voice slightly concerned. — It's about a few hours of ride to the airport from here, and we won't be able to buy anything to eat until we get there.

— Yes, mister Jean! I'm ready! — Ester said, holding her hands closer to her body and giving the man a look of golden retriever puppy before a walk. He chuckled and stood up, putting his phone back inside his pocket.

— Calm down, Ester. We need to pack your bags first.

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A few hours passed. At this point, Jean helped Ester to pack up most of her possessions, which, to be honest, wasn't much. The girl was sitting at the back of a clean black car, right next to the huge man. The latter was holding a small bag with all the things she decided to take with her.

— We are at the place, major. — The driver, a man with thick French accent, said. Jean nodded quickly to him and opened the door, stepping out of the car and helping Ester to get out as well. Right in front of them was a small ice cream store, which immediately caught Ester's curious eyes. She never seen anything like this before — different types of ice cream with different tastes and colours. Chocolate, coconut, strawberry, blueberry, orange! She never seen so much types of ice cream in one single place, and never thought that it can be anything but vanilla flavoured. Jean noticed it as well, but he wasn't thinking about it. First thing he noticed was a strange silhouette just outside of his view. But just as he turned his head to where it supposedly should have been, it just vanished. Jean pulled Ester closer, catious that whatever he seen might mean harm to this girl. The latter didn't even notice major's cation and kept staring at the store, thinking about which one of them she wants. And she definitely wanted the chocolate one.

Jean sighed heavily and looked down at the girl. She reminded him of his own seven years old daughter — just as cheerful, adorable and curious, as well as big sweet tooth. Though, this girl was much more serious and, perhaps, about a dozen centimetres shorter. And he didn't want to let down his old friend, which doubled his protectiveness.

After a minute of awkward silence, the major sighed once again, his sigh lighter this time, and said:

— Hey, want an ice cream? Your father's treat.— Ester looked up at him, her eyes shining with happiness and excitement.

— YES-YES-YES-YES-YES!!! PLEASE, MISTER JEAN, I WANT THE CHOCOLATE OOOOOOOOONE!!! — The girl exclaimed, jumping and clapping her hands.

Unknown to them, even though major did guess about it, in the shadows a maid was watching them. She pulled out a radio and started her report.

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Commander was all on nerves. It wasn't about the work, though. The work, in fact, was much easier than usual. He just waited the call. An attractive woman with long blue hair, his secretary, walked behind him, concern written all over her face. She wrapped her long, slender arms around his neck, placing her chin on top of his head, her soft and ample chest pressing slightly against his back.

— Why so tense, Honey? — She asked, looming over him enough to look into his eyes from upside down. — You don't understand what's written there? Want me to help you with it?

— N-no, New Jersey, I'm fine. Today's reports are very simple, don't bother yourself. — Commander answered, giving her a sweet smile. However, she knew something was off, and she definitely wasn't leaving without answers.

— Come on, Honey, you don't have anything to hide from me, do you? — She said, pouting playfully and slightly poking his left shoulder with her right hand. — Tell me what's going on!

— Well... Where do I begin....? — Commander said awkwardly. But before he could continue, the radio let put slightly distorted sound, and then a calm voice started saying:

— Commander, it's Sheffield. They are at the airport. Major bought the girl a chocolate ice cream. They are both perfectly fine. Major is definitely catious of something. They have flight in thirty five minutes and thirty seconds.

— Got it. Keep it up. Remember - don't interfere unless they are in danger. — Commander answered, and radio quickly turned off. He fell back right into confused New Jersey's embrace, letting out a heavy sigh.

— Who were she talking about, Honey? — Secretary asked, looking down in his eyes again. She was so confused by things that were happening, and by her beloved Commander's silence.

— My daughter, Ester. And my... — He started, significantly calmer than before, but New Jersey interrupted him, her voice both confused and full of excitement.

— Your WHAT?! — She exclaimed, stumbling as she made her way from right behind him to the side of the table. — YOU HAD A DAUGHTER ALL THIS TIME? AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?! — Surprisingly, she wasn't hurt by this fact or angry at the Commander. Just wanted to confirm that she heard everything right.

— Wait, I didn't tell you?... I thought you knew... — Now it was Commander's turn to get confused. He actually had this conversation before with Queen Elizabeth, and she was the one responsible for the idea of sending Sheffield to look after major and Ester.

— Well, guess what? I didn't! — New Jersey exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air, her voice slightly hurt, but actually much calmer this time.

— Look, I'm sorry! — Commander said, giving up. — I definitely forgot about it... I'm sorry.

They had a minute of awkward silence between them. Commander looked away, really embarrassed that he missed such an important thing. At least Elizabeth slapped him, but lack of action from New Jersey made it ten times as awkward.

— Okay, I forgive you. Come here, Honey. — She said, unable to bear this awkwardness anymore. Commander stood up and hugged her softly, with New Jersey eagerly squeezing his body with surprising strength. She nuzzled his cheek with hers, letting out a pleased humm. She reluctantly pulled away after a minute, looking in his eyes. Then she smiled cheekily, saying — But no more secrets from me, okay, Honey? — She said in a teasing voice, her face turning very smug, and then showing mix of curiosity and mischief.

— Sure... — Commander answered, giving her a smile, but still feeling a bit awkward inside.

— By the way, can you show me her photo? Do you have one?

— Oh, right. — Commander reached into a small pocket on his chest, pulling out just as small photo of his daughter. — Well, she definitely got bigger after a year, but I'm sure I can't confuse my girl for anyone else.

New Jersey carefully took the photo from his hand, her face breaking into one of pure adoration, her lips curling up until it started to hurt. New Jersey looked so silly like this, but this is exactly what Commander loved about her.

— AAAWWWWWWW SHEISSOCUTEIJUSTCANTHANDLEITOHMYGOOOOOOOD! — She squealed, her words barely understandable.

— They will be here in a few hours... I'm planning to take her right from the airport... Want to go with me? — Commander said, looking at New Jersey with hopeful smile.

—Of course I do! Why are you even asking? — New Jersey answered, giggling. She returned the photo to Commander, nodding. — Let's work together to make sure we have time to meet Ester!

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— Daddy, daddy, I'm 'onna meet my daddy! — Ester sang to herself, very excited. Major Jean really held himself back on buying her anything, but she still ended up with a small album and a box of coloured pencils. He looked at her with adoration, chuckling to himself, too careless to notice yellow eyed maid eyeing them down right from behind.

The aircraft slowly landed on the ground, and major carefully took the girl's hand, leading her out. Sheffield followed them through the plane, passenger control and right to the exit. Though, even guards didn't know she was there. Even after she passed in about thirty centimeters from them.

Ester was the first one to notice her dad. She didn't even care that right next to him stood a beautiful woman. Major let her hand from his soft grip, and the girl practically jumped ten meters towards the Commander, who already squatted and opened his arms to hug her. He lifted Ester above the ground, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead.

— Daaaaaaaaad! — Ester exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling his cheek. — I missed you sooooooo much!

The girl didn't notice how she dropped her new album and box of pencils out of happiness and excitement. Major chuckled softly, picking up her stuff and putting it in the bag, and New Jersey reached out to pet Ester's head, making her hair even more messed up than they were before, and giggling softly in the process. Jean walked up to Commander, reaching out to shake his hand. The latter eagerly complied, nodding towards his underclassman.

— Thanks for your work, mate. I really appreciate it.

— No problem. You saved my.... Ugh, me too much times for this to be something meaningful. — Jean said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head. Only a second after he noticed that the bag disappeared from his hands, and then found Sheffield standing right next to him, holding it in her tight grip. — Okay, I gotta go... — Jean awkwardly stepped away, and then hastily left. Commander shrugged and placed his hand on Sheffield's head, petting her like New Jersey petted Ester.

— Good job out there, Sheffy. — He said, and the maid blushed softly, leaning into his touch.

—Dad, who are those girls? — Ester said, looking in his eyes with confusion. Commander pulled away from Sheffield's head, now feeling slightly awkward.

—Ugh.... Well...

— My name is New Jersey and I'm going to be your new mom! — New Jersey interrupted with cheerful voice, giving Ester a sweet smile.

— Jersey! — Commander exclaimed, turning his head towards her, embarrassed by her words.

— What? — She shrugged. Before Commander could say anything else, Ester exclaimed:

— Mom Jersey! — The little girl threw her arms in the air, very happy to be surrounded by her loving family once again.

— See? She loves it. — New Jersey said, nuzzling Ester's nose with her own. — Just like I'm going to love this adorable little bun.

Ester giggled happily, and Commander pulled New Jersey together with Sheffield in a hug. He got a lot of explaining to do to a lot of people, starting from other girls at the port and ending with little Ester herself, but as long as everyone would end up happy, he was more than willing to put even twice as much work into it.

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Ester sat at New Jersey's lap, completely content with how things were going so far. Little did she knew, things would start to get much more complicated really soon.

New Jersey gently brushed her new adopted daughter's hair, turning messy pile of wool into something more neet. Ester had really fluffy and soft curls, but a day without proper care always made her look like she jumped out of a forest. New Jersey was smiling softly, humming quietly in satisfaction, and little girl was trying to repeat after her, but too often fell out of the rythm, causing both of the singers to giggle lightly every time this little incident happened. Sheffield was sitting on the front seat of the car, bag with Ester's belongings on her lap. Her face was as emotional as always — which is completely emotionless. However, her eyelids couldn't stay in place, and always slowly closed as soon as she wasn't focused for a mere second. Commander looked into the car's back view mirror, first at his daughter, then at the maid, then at New Jersey. Something was making him feel really cozy in this modest car. Honestly, for someone who didn't know him, it would probably be very surprising that an admiral of entire fleet didn't buy himself some modern sedan. However, Commander couldn't care less about how expensive the car looks from inside and outside. It was a car, good one at that, and for him it was more than enough. He chuckled at the scene and said:

— Sheffy, you can take a nap if you really want to. I will carry you to your dorm. — His voice was genuinely caring. Sheffield looked up at him, her eyes showing glint of something close to annoyance, but it was soft and somewhat grateful. She then proceeded to nod and close her eyes slowly, falling to sleep in a matter of seconds.

Ester was getting hungry by now. It's been about five hours since she ate last time, and her little tummy was starting to growl in discontent. She looked up on the reflection of her father in the mirror, asking:

— Dad, 'en are we going to get to that "naval base"? I'm 'ungry. — Her childish voice sounded a bit sad now. She was still too happy with the situation to complain, but sensations in her stomach were slowly growing rather uncomfortable.

— We are almost there, sweetie. Please hold on a little bit, okay? — Commander answered, adjusting the mirror and showing his daughter a reassuring smile. Ester answered him with her bright one, tips of her lips reaching different sides of her round face. Commander turned his eyes back on the road after just one second, but the warmth of seeing his own adorable daughter smiling was already all over his body. Ester slowly closed her mouth as her lips were getting too tired to keep that big, cute and goofy smile on her face. Suddenly, New Jersey spoke up in her cheerful just as always voice, placing the hairbrush next to her lap.

— All done, Ester! You look absolutely adorable. — Shipgirl lightly squeezed the little girl, her hands quickly circling around small body in a gentle hug.

— 'ank you, miss New Jersey, I mean, mom! — Ester answered, looking away as if she broke a vase. New Jersey chuckled softly, carefully running her hand through her new step daughter's now neat hair. — I'm sorry... — The girl added in ashamed voice.

— It's okay, Ester. You'll get used to it over time. After all, I'm your mom for, like, twelve minutes. — Shipgirl said to her in soothing voice, pressing a soft kiss on Ester's small head. Even though they spent so little time together, New Jersey found herself caring deeply for this adorable child. Perhaps, it was her human-like urge to be a mother, or an affection due to knowledge that this little girl is close relative of her beloved one. She didn't think about it, and didn't care.

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It took them five more minutes to get to the base. Sheffield managed to fall into a deep sleep, and Ester managed to drop and break the brush. It wasn't intentional, but her mood was already down. She really was trying to give her new mother expression that she was a good girl. Though, she didn't know who mother really is for her and how this works, but since mother and father are supposed to be together, Ester assumed that mother has somewhat same role to father, and she really loved her father.

When they arrived, an entire scene was already built at the entrance. It was literally assembled in less than half of an hour by Akashi and her workers, though it was obvious that it was made in a big hurry with plans of disassembling in even smaller amount of time after it's not needed, since it was made entirely out of wooden planks and galvanized square steel beams, as well as a lot of nails. Commander never knew where those materials came from, and never even tried asking Akashi about it. Perhaps, she paid for the materials with her own money.

— Girls, can you wait here a bit? I need to talk to Akashi quickly. — Commander asked, turning towards New Jersey and Ester. Between him and the shipgirl was mutual understanding, like they just had a twenty years long conversation in a few moments. The latter gave him a nod, her face quickly filling with excitement. She knew that her Honey definitely planned something for his beloved daughter.

— Sure, Honey. Ester, what do you think? — Said New Jersey in a very cheerful voice, smiling down at the girl on her lap.

— 'kay, dad! — Ester answered without hesitation, beaming at her father with her brightest smile

He sighed, his heart melting at this adorable view. He didn't name his adorable girl a star for nothing. Those sparkling green eyes together with sugar sweet smile could warm up anyone... Or make them melt.

Commander left the car and quickly walked up to the scene, seeking green cat ears with his eyes. There was already a huge crowd right in front of a home-made stage, consisting of lots of different shipgirls. He couldn't tell how many of them was there, by he could definitely call them all by names. Warspite, with a bandage on her forehead from hitting a building this morning, Queen Elizabeth, just as impatient as always, Adelheid, who agreed to give up on her old name just to reassure herself in reality of what is happening, Ark Royal, focused and imposing as usual, Akashi, who is standing in front of everyone trying to organise them... It's surprising that there were so much Royal Navy members in the first row. Wait, Akashi?

Commander quickly walked up to a green-haired catgirl, grabbing her by her sleeve before anyone could even understand that he is here. All Akashi could do is let out a very confused "Nyaaah?!". He pulled her towards the place right behind the stage, next the a little clanky makeshift stairs.

— Oh, Shikikyan! You are nyaght on time! — Akashi said, her voice full of delight and relief. Her long, fluffy ears twitched, her tail instinctively wrapping around Commander's leg. The latter sighed, placing his hand on her head, immediately recieving a purr of approval.

— Are everyone here?— Commander asked, slowly moving his hand from her now messed up hair.

— Yes! — She answered, giving him a smug look and nodding, but then she threw her hands up in the air, her sleeves swaying around comically and her eyes slightly widening in worry. — And they are meownning out of patience, nya! Please, hurry up, nya!

Commander nodded, but before he could even turn around, he felt a pair of long arms snaking around his waist, pulling him back into someone. It took Akashi a second to understand what happened, and just who appeared right behind him.

— Shikikan-sama, where have you been? Why are we all gathered here? — A quiet, but incredibly annoyed coo sounded right next to Commander's ear, tickling his skin. He felt a delicate nose rubbing against his shoulder, inhaling his scent. — And why do you smell like hay?

— Akagi, first, calm down. — Commander started answering, taking one of the hands that wrapped possessively around his torso. He slowly turned around, his eyes meeting with the fox girl's vertical irises, bright with jealous intensity. — I've been at the airport, meeting major Jean.

— Major Jean doesn't smell like hay... — Akagi interrupted, pouting slightly.

— That isn't the whole story!

— Then tell me the WHOLE story!

— I can't!... — Commander wanted to continue, but Akagi interrupted him once again.

— Why?

— Because it's a surprise! That's why I asked Akashi to gather you all here! — Commander answered, getting a little annoyed by the fact of Akagi constantly barely letting him say any word. The latter's eyes widened, then a sly smile appeared on her face, her ears flattening against her head.

— Oh, I see. — She said, giggling, her fangs exposed. — Well, then don't keep me waiting, Shi--ki-kan. — Her voice both playful and malicious. Commander sighed an smiled as well, unable to stay angry at his wife any longer. He pressed a light kiss on her cheek, but before he could pull away Akagi grabbed his head tightly placed her lips right on his. She held him like this for a few seconds before pulling away just as suddenly as she kissed him. Commander shook his head, slightly disoriented by this sudden action, which only made Akagi giggle once again. She turned around, her nine luxurious tails brushing against his body in various places, and slowly walked away the exact same way she came here.

— I swear, one day this woman WILL kill me. — Commander mumbled under his nose, still smiling.

— I meown, she probably won't, nya. — Akashi disagreed, poking her head out of her hiding spot right inside the scene, looking around catiously. — But I honyestly thought she was gonying to... — Before she could finish, Commander turned towards her again, interrupting.

— Oh, there you are. So, I wanted to say that before Akagi interrupted, but can you organise a meal for my daughter? She is hungry.

— No need, Master. — A soft voice from somewhere above them said. — Her Majesty already ordered to make additional meal, though, I didn't think it was for our new little Mistress. I might've made a bit much. — From the edge of the scene elegantly jumped off a silver haired maid, landing in perfect, beautiful way. Though, Akashi was less amused and more scared for her tail, jumping away with a protesting "Nyaaah!". Maid's purple eyes quickly checked both the Commander and the catgirl, who barely got out of her little hiding spot she assembled in a matter of few second, using flaws of her own construction. On the latter's face face a look of complete shock and, perhaps, frustration. She just couldn't believe this was happening.

— Just where the hell are you all comeowing from?! — Akashi said in slightly angry and annoyed, but mostly confused voice. Her question, however, was considered rhetorical, and therefore ignored.

— Thanks, Belfast. — Commander said to the maid, giving her a nod, though, on his face were starting to show signs of worry. — Much appreciated. I would've spent more time with you, girls, but I really gotta go. I don't think New Jersey can handle my daughter for long.

— It's fine, Master. — Belfast answered, giving him an understanding look. — We'll both see you shortly.

— Love you, girls! — Commander said, hurrying to his car. The maid and merchant were left alone behind the stage. They stood there in an awkward silence, watching the Commander quickly leaving. Then Belfast carefully grabbed Akashi by her clothes and lifted her above the ground.

— NYAAAAAH?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING, NYA?! — The merchant screamed in panic, swaying helplessly in the maid's tight grip.

— Her Majesty ordered me to bring you back. She said she isn't done scolding you for your complete incompetence. — Belfast politely answered, carrying poor catgirl back to the front of the stage. Her screams for help weren't answered, and she clearly was out of luck.

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Ester was getting a little bored waiting for her father. She carefully climbed off New Jersey's lap and looked into the window, hoping to see Commander. It's been a year since she seen him last time, and she really wanted to spend more time with him. After all, even last year she seen him only for a week and then he was completely gone again. The girl wanted to spend as much time with her father as she could, show him that she learned to read and even write, if her clumsy letters could be considered a writing, that she learned simple math. She was afraid that she won't get all the love from her father before she is sent back to her small country, to live a simple, boring life with her grandmother. It's wasn't that she didn't love her grandmother. But her grandmother was already too weak to play with her, and she couldn't really play with other children because they found her green eyes weird, and were mean to her. Ester got personality of a fighter from her father, so she didn't really mind those mean kids, but it was really boring and lonely.

— Mom? — Ester asked, turning around to face New Jersey, her face slightly sad. Her lips slowly pouted, and she looked like she was about to cry.

— Yes, sweetheart? What's worrying you? — Shipgirl answered immediately, both her face and voice full of concern. She wanted to be a great mother to this sweet little star, perhaps even better than her previous one. And also she didn't want to make Commander think bad about her, since it took her just five minutes alone in a car to make his... No, their daughter cry.

—'ere's dad? 'hy are we waiting 'ere? — Ester said, crawling closer to New Jersey, and the latter instinctively wrapped her arms around this lost little girl. Ester leaned into her new mother, clearly enjoying the soft embrace, but sadness wouldn't leave her face, just as thoughts about her dad wouldn't leave her mind.

— He is just on the base, probably preparing a big surprise party for you! — New Jersey answered with a bright reassuring smile, gently squeezing the girl.

— 'eally? — Ester asked, looking up at the shipgirl, her eyes full of hope.

— Really. Knowing him, he probably wants everyone to get to know you, and you to get to know everyone! There are a lot of people, and they are all reaaaally kind and super nice! — New Jersey answered once again, and then placed her forefinger to her lips, grinning mischievously. — But don't tell dad that I said anything, okay? He probably will be a little angry that I spoiled you everything before it happened.

Ester giggled, clearly both relieved by New Jersey's answer and entertained by her cheerful behaviour. A wide and goofy smile appeared on her round, childish face, her green eyes sparkling in the most adorable of ways. New Jersey never thought that her heart can melt even more than it already did, but it definitely did that at this moment.

— Pinky p'omise! —Ester said cheerfully, stretching her petite hand towards New Jersey. The latter was a slightly confused at first, but then giggled softly and touched the girl's pinky finger with her own. Those childish hands were so adorably small against her huge and mature ones.

— Pinky promise. — New Jersey answered, shaking hands in time with her adopted daughter. Ester nuzzled closer into her embrace, closing her eyes in contentment.

Then, Commander opened the door right next to them.

— Dad! — Ester exclaimed, really happy to see him once again.

— Hello there, girls. I hope I didn't keep you waiting... — Commander said, smiling awkwardly. He was a little out of breath from walking much faster than a normal human would.

— It's okay, Honey, really. We are getting along just fine.

Commander carefully pulled Ester out of the car, placing her on the ground and petting her hair, getting a happy giggle out of her. Then he gave his hand to New Jersey, who gladly accepted, her fingers intertwining with his as she stepped out.

— I need to carry Sheffield to her dorm... Jersey, could you show Ester the way? — Commander asked, feeling a bit sorry to leave them again. And New Jersey was about to agree, when suddenly, the girl interrupted, grabbing his leg tightly.

— Noooooooo! Don't leeaaave! — She drawlingly whimpered, looking up at him with pleading eyes. Confused, Commander looked at his daughter, and then back on New Jersey, who, to even bigger surprise, found her giving him the same puppy eyes as his daughter. He sighed, shaking his head slightly, chuckling.

— I don't have a choice, do I? — He asked in completely surrendering voice, smiling softly.

— Nope! — New Jersey answered, her voice cheeky, hugging his hand just like Ester hugged his leg, wide and smug smile on her face. — You'll have to stick with us!

Commander sighed, unable to really say no to both his beloved little girl and his wife. He placed his hand on Ester's head, and ruffled her hair a little bit more, making her giggle happily.

— Then I have to stick with you. — He said, pulling his hand out of New Jersey's grip and taking her own, with his other hand gently pulling Ester up.

— Hoo'ay! — The girl exclaimed excitedly, throwing her hands in the air.

Commander placed a kiss on Ester's forehead, and then looked on New Jersey, who just silently gave him a nod, that adorable cheeky smile still on her face. Neither of them needed to say anything. Those proud eyes told him everything he could ever possibly need to know, and this adoring gaze told her everything she wanted to know.

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Commander placed Ester down on the wooden floor. She looked around, and in front of her was a sea of different women in strange outfits the likes of which she never seen before. They all looked so different, some small, some big, some with beautiful long hair and some with simple short haircuts, some even had animal ears and horns. And this on in tge first row looked like a real queen! She was both fascinated and extremely confused by the view. Who are those people? Why did her dad bring her here?

Commander took a microphone in his hand and tapped it lightly. It appeared to be working just fine, but just to be sure, he said into it:

— It does work, right? — His voice immediately came out of the speakers right behind him. — Oh, good.

Ester was even more confused by hearing her father's voice being so loud and coming right from behind her. What are those huge things? She never seen anything like this before in her small country. Her grandmother wasn't really fond of all the new tech, and the most modern thing in her house was a freezer. The girl turned around, looking at the large speakers with wide eyes, then she turned to Commander. But before she could tell anything, he placed his hand on her shoulder, turning her slightly to show her to the crowd.

— Everyone, I asked Akashi to gather you all here to show you this girl. This, is my daughter. Please be nice to her. — He said into the microphone, gently patting Ester's shoulder. Entire base filled with clapping, conversations, loud cheers, giggles and sounds of adoration. The girl noticed someone in the first row who was especially excited: a high woman with large rifle. She whistled loudly, practically jumping on her place, wide and idiotic smile on her face. She was, in fact, so overstimulated, that her nose started bleeding. This was overwhelmingly thrilling for Ester. All of them cheered for her, all of them were happy to see her. Commander lowered himself on her level, bringing microphone closer to her mouth. — Come on, Ester, say hi to them.

— Hi - hi! My name is Ester! 'eally 'eally nice to meet you! — She exclaimed, throwing her little arms in the air and slightly jumping on her place. Ester absorbed the excitement that was hanging in the air like a sponge. She was so happy to be here, with her father, new mother and so much people who seemed nice and were welcoming her warmly. Commander stood up once again, and brought microphone back to his mouth.

— That's... Kind of it for now. She is going to stay here for quite a long time. — He said, shrugging. — Ester, do you want to talk with girls? — His daughter answered with immediate and very eager nods. Commander lifted Ester up and gestured for someone to come over. First one to respond was Warspite, who quickly made her was to the stage, her steel chestplate shining in the rays of evening sun. But in her usual fashion she went a little bit too fast and had to stop herself from hitting the wooden planks of the construct with her forehead. And she lacked the height slightly to reach towards Ester, so to give the girl to the knight, Commander had to squat.

Ester giggled as Warspite held her. Latter had such a strong, but at the same time very careful grip, as if she was holding a big vase or a bouquet of roses. Warspite gently placed Ester on the asphalt road, and then offered the girl her hand. But before Commander's daughter could even do anything, the knight quickly pulled away and quickly took off her glove, offering her hand to the girl again.

— Forgive my manners, not really used to it. Name's Warspite. Nice to meet you. — She said in slightly tired, but still kind and genuine voice. Ester quickly grasped her hand, shaking it excitedly.

— Miss 'arspite is so cool! — The girl exclaimed, her eyes almost shining with sheer power of her emotions. — Very very very very nice to meet you! You look like knight! Are you a knight? I never seen knights before! This is amazing! 'at knights do?! Tell me tell me tell me tell me! — Warspite was a little bit overwhelmed by Ester's excitement and eagerness, but delighted by the fact that the girl was so eager to know her.

— Please, no need for formalities, just call me Warspite... — She said, gesturing Ester to calm down. Though, not like overly stimulated girl could understand her gestures. But before Warspite could answer any of the questions asked, Ester got abducted by other woman, who pulled the girl back into air.

— Ohmygodlookatyou! You are so cute! Auntie Ark Royal will take care of you! I just want to hug you tightly tightly and never let you go! — The woman said, her voice carrying even more thrill and eagerness than Ester's own. There were little drops of blood right under her nose, and large, wide and completely idiotic smile on her face. Though, the girl didn't seem to mind it. On the contrary, she was amused by the look of this strange, in a good way, woman.

— Auntie A'k 'oyal is so goofy! — Ester said, giggling and throwing her hands uo in the air, just as wide smile appearing on her own face.

— Sure, niecie, I will be as goofy as you want as long as it makes you happy!

.......

Commander watched how Royal Navy shipgirls gathered around Ester, with some members of other factions trying to get through. Others mostly discussed something between them and slowly left. Commander assumed that they just decided to make acquaintance with Ester later, and he could understand them. Right now it got pretty cramped near the stage, and even though girls were mostly on pretty good terms, reaching Ester from outside was mostly impossible. He smiled to himself and turned around, slowly leaving. New Jersey, who was standing right behind all that time gave him a disappointed and slightly sad look, walking up to him.

— Leaving already? — She asked in quiet, upset voice. She placed her hands on his shoulders, her fingers curling around his costume and her lips curling down in a pout.

— Jersey, you know I promised Sheffield to carry her to her dorm. I don't want to break her trust. I'll be back in a few minutes, I swear. — Commander said in a soft, apologizing voice, taking her hand in his. New Jersey gave him a squeeze, looking into his eyes. She looked down and sighed, but let him go.

— Sure, Honey.... — She said, making a long pause after that. — But if you won't come back, I will be mad! — She pouted adorably. She couldn't really be angry at her Honey, but she was genuinely disappointed by the fact that Commander had to leave, especially at this important for both him and his daughter moment.

He quickly leaned forward and hugged New Jersey, catching her off guard. Then pulled away and took advantage of her deep confusion, booping her nose and giggling before walking away. It took New Jersey a few seconds to process what just happened, but then she chuckled as well, shaking her head. She always wondered how could he always prank her at the most unexpected time.

— Honey, you never cease to amaze... — She said to herself, and then jumped down the stage, trying to wiggle through the crowd to Ester.

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Commander made his way towards the car, but couldn't even leave the gate of the base when he met Belfast, who was carefully carrying sleeping Sheffield. They both stopped, surprised to see each other here at this time.

— Belfast, can I take Sheffield? I promised her that I will carry her to her dorm. — He said, reaching out under the sleeping maid to take her for Belfast's hands.

— Master, you really don't need to bother yourself with this. I can handle everything... — She said, though, couldn't finish, as Commander interrupted her, taking Sheffield's weight on his back. The latter instinctively snuggled closer to him, hugging him unconsciously.

— I insist. If you really want to help, could you park the car? I believe I forgot the keys..

— Inside. Right. I pulled them out just to be safe. — Belfast finished for him, pulling the keys out of her apron. She looked in his eyes with adoration and gave him a soft smile. — Master, sometimes you are too kind. It might be not great for your health.

— Thank you for worrying... I really appreciate it. But if I get sick or injured, I know I can always rely on you. — He said, returning her the same smile. They stood there in an awkward, but strangely comfortable silence, where both of them wanted to say so much more, but neither of them had words for it. So Commander decided to do only one thing he thought was right in this moment. He leaned forward, and Belfast didn't need any warning or explanation. They shared a quick and light kiss, but it was filled with more love than any words could ever express. Then they bowed to each other and then slowly walked away from each other in opposite directions. This was a very awkward end of conversation, but at the same time very pleasant.

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It took New Jersey quite some time and effort to get to Ester, and even Commander himself had to interfere to stop the potential conflicts. There were about fifty very eager girls, and they all took their time to get to know the Commander's daughter. Though, about an hour later New Jersey was already leading hungry and sleepy, but very happy Ester towards her new home — Commander's personal quarters. Unfortunately, Commander had to leave, once again parting with his own daughter, because of the completely unexpected accident with commission team, who accidentally flipped over some of the tugboats.

— So, do you like it here, Ester? — New Jersey asked, looking down at the girl, who was already swaying on her feet from side to side slightly as she walked. Though, the shipgirls held Ester's hand tightly so she wouldn't fall after accidentally tripping somewhere along the way.

— Everyone 'ere are nice. And auntie A'k 'oyal is very funny. I like it... 'ere... — The girl let out a very long yawn. She clearly lacked manners, since she was living in a country, but always made up for that with how kind and adorable she was.

— I'm glad. — New Jersey answered in delighted voice, genuinely happy to hear those news.

They walked in silence for some time. Sun was pretty low above the horizon, and it felt like about half of an hour later it would already be dark. Suddenly, New Jersey decided to ask something.

— Tell me, Ester, did your.... Previous mom read you bedtime stories?

— Yeah, gran'ma readed me a bedtime story every time! — Ester answered enthusiastically. Well as enthusiastic as she could when being so sleepy.

— No - no - no, I'm not talking about your grandmom. I meant your... Actual mom. The one you had before me.

New Jersey fealt really uncomfortable asking a question like this. She was afraid to hurt the little girl's fragile psyche. But, to her surprise, she wasn't met with either painful or happy memories, rather... Confusion.

— I never 'ad mom before... I don't 'eally know what mom does.

— You never had mom before? — New Jersey got just as confused as Ester was, but even more than that she was shocked. How could a girl not have a mom?

— Yes... Is t'ere anything wron' with this?...

— No, don't think about it. — New Jersey answered, tilting her head to the side playfully. But the question remained in her mind. Where was Ester's biological mother? Did she abandon her own daughter? Why did she do that?...

She had a lot of questions to ask Commander, and she wasn't sure, if she really wanted to know the answers.

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Ester couldn't have dinner this evening. Upon sitting in the big armchair standing in the living room, she immediately fell asleep, with peaceful expression on her round face. Small lips quivered slightly every time she made a little noise — something slightly resembling words, but her thick countryside accent combined with her overall sleepiness made them nearly impossible to understand. Though, from her blissful smile it was obvious that she was dreaming about something nice. And sometimes, one clear word left her mouth: "dad". She repeated this word with so much love that it made hearts of those who witnessed it melt. And there were quite a few of them: Belfast, who just brought a few plates of still steaming hot meals, New Jersey, who decided to sort out the letters while she had nothing better to do, and a tall, imposing woman in dark flowing dress and eyes of terrific yellow. Her long, black like tar and soft like the finest of all silks hair slowly slided over her shoulders down on her back as she carefully reached out to the girl's body, her long, delicate fingers covered by huge red gloves wrapping around Ester's little form like the latter wasn't even a little girl, but a beautiful flower.

— This child must be asleep. Bezaubernd. — The woman whispered in soft, deep voice, as if singing a lullaby to the girl. — What's her name?

— Ester, miss Friedrich Der Grosse. — Belfast quickly answered with hushed voice, placing the plates on the table. — I thought you have been present on today's... Introduction event. — Maid's tone was as professional as ever, but there was a slight hint of confusion.

— Unfortunately, I wasn't able to attend to it. We had our own problems to solve with Bismarck, and got back only about an hour ago. — Friedrich Der Grosse said, slowly rocking Ester in her arms. — Ester... Beautiful little star. Kommandant truly knows how to pick names. — Belfast nodded with a slight bow. Friedrich was silent for a few seconds, then added — Shall I take her to bed?

Belfast's expression turned thoughtful. On one hand, Ester probably must be still hungry, which means she will wake up a few hours later, on the other hand, waking up this little girl from her peaceful slumber was something neither Belfast nor Friedrich Der Grosse wanted to do. Suddenly, New Jersey, who stopped working to listen to that spontaneous conversation, closed the distance between them, her face one of slight envy and jealousy. She didn't have anything against other shipgirls, and was in pretty good relationship with them, but in this specific scenario she couldn't help herself. New Jersey took it on herself to be Ester's mother, and she was already very slightly possessive of her adopted daughter's attention, which was clearly irrational. The blue haired shipgirl understood that perfectly, but couldn't help herself.

— I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I would prefer to do it myself, thank you. — New Jersey said, pouting slightly. Her voice was firm and slightly angry, but she tried to be as peaceful as possible.

— Why is that? — Friedrich Der Grosse asked, turning around with looks of very clear annoyance present on her turned-cold face. — I hope you can explain your reasoning behind this.

— Well... — New Jersey was about to start explaining her point, but suddenly a childish sleepy voice called her out.

— Mom?... — Ester stirred her eyes open, looking at the two women in front of her with confusion.

— Yes, sweetheart? — Both New Jersey and Friedrich Der Grosse answered at the same time in similar, sweet voice, smiling softly to the girl's sleepy face, making her tilt her head in slight confusion.

—... Miss Jersey, is t'is big lady my mom too?— Ester asked, not even the slightest hint of understanding of how strange her question was present on her childishly naive face. Her question startled New Jersey, making her look away lost in thought. How was she supposed to explain this little girl how she can have two moms? And if she can't, she is pretty likely to lose her mom status to this tall woman right next to her.

While New Jersey stood there, stunned, Friedrich Der Grosse leaned down, smiling sweetly.

— Of course, my child. — She cooed, her voice a gentle melody as she wrapped her large arms around Ester's tiny frame.

— 'oo'ay! — Ester exclaimed, throwing her hands up in genuine happiness. — I 'ad no mom and now I 'ave two!

Belfast lifted her eyebrows in amusement. This little girl just solved a problem by refusing to acknowledge it, or, perhaps, not even understanding that it exists, and it was just as adorable as it was interesting. New Jersey and Friedrich Der Grosse exchanged looks, silently accepting the situation. Both of them only wanted to make this girl happy, and they had to leave their personal disagreements outside of this matter.

— Since you are awake now, little Ester, perhaps I can offer you a dinner? — Belfast pulled a big chair to offer Ester a seat, and Friedrich carried the little girl towards it while New Jersey hurried to move the dishes closer to her and fill a tall glass with apple juice.

Ester eagerly bit into the luscious meal Belfast prepared for her - two pieces of softest turkey, small piece of tasty apple pie and a bit of baked mushrooms and vegetables. But once she was done with the first piece of turkey, she looked up from her dinner to the big empty seat on the other side of the table.

— .... Where's dad?.... — She asked, happiness slowly draining from her sleepy face. New Jersey looked at the seat, while Belfast sighed and closed her eyes and Friedrich just looked away.

— Your dad... Is busy. He has a lot of work to do, and a lot of events to attend to... — New Jersey's voice was just ss awkward as this whole situation. Ester's face turned into one of deep sadness, and she pulled her legs up, her shoulders instinctively lowering, making her small frame even smaller, and her plump lips pouting.

— Okay... — She mumbled under her nose, her eyes showing that she clearly lost all interest in food. — When will he come back? — Ester looked up at New Jersey, her eyes filling with hope. Unfortunately, they immediately shattered, as Jersey said in quiet voice:

— I... Don't know.

It looked like Ester was about to burst into tears. But all she did was look down in disappointment. New Jersey leaned down and gently ruffled Ester's hair, offering her a supportive smile.

—But it's not that bad, sweetheart! He will come back today! I'll tell him how much of a good girl you were. Come on, lady Belfast worked so hard to make you this delicious meal. — New Jersey carefully pierced another piece of meat and offered it to Ester, who hesitantly opened her mouth and accepted the fork inside, her eyes still sad.

_______________Outside of Ester's dorm room, later that evening________________

New Jersey slowly approached big wooden door, trying to be as quiet as physically possible. She carefully opened the door and peeked inside. What she witnessed was perhaps the single most peaceful scenery she has seen in a while. Ester was lying on a huge pillow, covered by even bigger blanket, holding an old plushie in her hands, her eyes closed, her breathing slow and quiet. New Jersey couldn't help but let that big dumb grin take over her face.

Suddenly, she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder, one she could never confuse with someone else.

— Honey? — New Jersey said with a smile, looking behind to see Commander's exhausted face.

— Evening, Jersey. — He whispered, gently pulling her back from the door. — Mind letting me in?

—O-oh, of course.

New Jersey stepped aside and quietly pulled the door open, letting Commander inside and following closely behind. He leaned over Ester's tiny body and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead.

— Adorable, isn't she? — He gently ran his fingers over Ester's head. — She grew up so much since the last time I seen her.... I wasn't able to visit her even when she was born. When I first held her, she was already able to crawl. I'm barely able to see her...— Tears filled his eyes as he looked at his daughter in adoration.

— Honey, what's wrong?...

— New Jersey... I... Am a terrible man...

— Who told you that? — New Jersey's face turned serious as she stepped closer, her hands wiping his tears.

— I... Take away this girl's father... Ester, my little star... I'm so, so sorry that you had to get such a terrible father. You don't deserve it. I... Don't deserve you...

New Jersey's eyes softened, and she wrapped her arms around him, whispering:

— Shhh... Calm down, Honey. Stop saying nonsense...

Suddenly, Ester pulled his hand closer, mumbling in her sleep.

— Dad... I love you...

This was too much for him to handle. Commander covered his mouth to muffle his whimpers, his tears now streaming freely down his face and his fingers and dripping down from his chin. New Jersey carefully pulled him out of the room, where he almost fell on his knees.

— Calm down, Honey. It's okay. — She said, softly squeezing him with her arms. — We'll make this up for her. And then we will make a lot of great memories together! Don't cry. It will be okay...