Viktor Gruber, Volksfront

[Malenka]

"Gruber"

Viktor was in a state of trance, dreaming about his old ranch on Baden Baden.

"Gruber, get up! We've got a double shift today!"

"Fine! A**hole.."

Double shifts. Ever since the original Volksfront fell apart, all they heard about were double shifts. Lack of men, supplies, ammunition, all of this was the cause of the always declining Bundschuh Partei Movement whose sole purpose was the liberation of the great fatherland.

Viktor was used to the crappy treatment. He spent ten years aboard the Karlsruhe, one of the best times in his life. Of course, he had to leave his family on Stuttgart, but he loved the service, and was willing to die for the Kanzler. That all changed one day.

He lit his first cigarette of the day while he was waiting for Monica to bring him his coffee. His best mate, Hans, was eager to join him.

"Hand me the lighter"

As Hans put forward his hand to accept the zippo, Viktor noticed something.

"Your watch is 7 minutes late."

"Or yours is 7 minutes early."

Everyone knew it wasn't healthy to give Gruber any sort of bull****, Hans was the only one who had the balls to do it. This was because they served in the Military together. As Monica was bringing the coffee, she tripped and spilled over Gruber's croach. He exploded.

"VERDAMMT! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU WOMAN?! AM I THE ONLY ONE HERE WHO IS CAPABLE OF DOING ANYTHING?!"

Everybody was starring at him. He didn't give a crap. He thought to himself.

I hope these VWA guys know what they are doing. They already have a stupid name, they can at least justify it. Freya is still mopping around and doing nothing, I can't even find the other guys. Everything is in ruins. Someone's got to do something.

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