Author's Notes:
Commander Maxil/Ermintrude the hat. Very cracky. Originally posted to AO3.

Commander Maxil meets the love of his lives.

Her graceful form swayed ever so slightly from side to side; he could look at nothing else.

Here she was. For so many decades he had desired her, worked for her, striven to deserve her—and now she was his, finally his.

He held her tenderly in his arms, then lifted her up. She ruffled his curly hair as she moved, and he could almost imagine that he heard her whisper lovingly beside his ear.

"Congratulations on your promotion, Commander," said his new superior officer, watching him caress his helmet... wondering just how exactly Maxil had made it this far.