A Piece from The Battle of Svalbard

This piece is from the ongoing project of the The Battle of Svalbard.  The background for this piece is that on the HMS Triumph, which is the oldest ship in the Royal Navy and due for retiring when the war in the story ends, there is a group of engineers trying to keep the ship going for that little bit longer.  Here John Hall, a rabbit, is testing the phones on the ship with his co-worker, Jeffs, a mouse, who is in the engine room.  Another point to make is that the enemy ship, the Bergen, has been spotted, and the Triumph with the new battleship, HMS Steel, is ordered to intercept her.

Note that all the characters are animals.

John Hall works as an electrician, checking to see if the power cables of every ship works.  At the moment he's checking to see if the telephones on the ship is working; which it is because he's in the captain's cabin talking to his mate Jeffs down in the engine room.
     "What are you saying?" Hall was asking.
     "The engine has been speeding at nearly twenty knots for the past half an hour."  Jeff was shouting over the noise of the steam engine.
     "What is up?"
     "I don't know.  Nobody is saying anything , except calls of orders to keep the highest speed possible."
     "Where are we going?"
     "How should I know? I'm in the engine room am I not?"
     Hall, a rabbit, groaned at the answer.  "I'll call the bridge, test the phone and ask them, then I'll phone you back."
     "Get on with it then."  Jeff hung up.
     "You're welcome."  Hall said huffy, before he called the bridge.  "Hi there, just testing to see the phone work."
     "Sounds like the phones work, thanks."  It was Captain Ford.
     "That's good sir."  Hall replied when the phone went silent.  He called again.
     "What's the problem?" Ford again.
     "Did you end the call sir?'
     "I did.  Check all phones are working.  It'll be important they are."  The call ended again.
     "What's going on?" Hall asked himself before the phone rang.  Hall answered it.
     "Where are we going?" It was Jeffs.
     All Hall could think of was: What do I say? Thinking quickly, he said in a hurried, foreign voice, "I'm terribly sorry, but you must have the wrong number.  This is a Chinese Laundry, we don't do taxi service for your laundry."  Here Hall slammed the phone down, knowing that he will have to face Jeffs later.
     Meanwhile Jeffs looked at the phone in his mouse's paw saying, "I knew that he might say something like that."

I hope that you've enjoyed this piece.