Keroro Gunso collection
Chapter 1
Cake all around!
"Mr. Sergeant"! A voice echoed in the distance.
"Mr. Sergeant"! It came again. I was half awake, lying on a lounge chair. I was having a sweet dream of conquering this dump the inhabitants call "Earth". Our race calls it Pikopon, a much better name if you ask me.
But that's just me, or me and the billions of our race and a few other entire species about a third of your size… unless you're an alien of course. You humans fantasize about there being only a handful, but there are all sorts of aliens, us Keronians, Floridians, Niororo, Viper, and billions of others that I wasn't paying attention in class for.
"Mr. Sergeant"! For sure it was Tamama, Private Second Class, and the yes-man of our platoon. The door opened a pinch, and then after a moment, burst open. "Mr. Sergeant" Tamama shouted. "I brought month old McDonalds"!
The smell in the air snapped me out of my trance. I leaped off my lounge chair and darted over to Tamama. "You really did that for me" I exclaimed. "Yea Mr. Sergeant, right from our family store on the third floor of Nishizawa Manor"! (I might have forgotten to mention Tamama is living with a loaded Pikoponian family). I lifted up the heavenly microwaved cow flesh patty, and was about to take a bite out of the divine beef when it was shot out of my hand.
"YOU IDIOT, WER'E SUPPOSED TO BE INVADING, AND YOU'RE ENJOING THE DELACACIES OF THE ONES WER'E SUPPOSED TO DESTROY AND ENSLAVE! That's Giroro, the invasion focused, party pooper Corporal of the platoon. "You said we were going to have an invasion meeting and you've been sleeping for the past five hours"! He pointed a rocket launcher at me. "Giroro, no need for violence"! "You see… I've already come up with our plan" I said. (Have I mentioned how good I am at talking my way out of things… and how handsome I am?) "We just get back the Kero Ball, and establish the Hinata house as our front line in the invasion of Pikopon!"
"Haven't we tried this plan, like, a million times" Giroro said… "Yes" I said. "But this time is different, for Kururu, the not-very-loveable Sergeant Major of this platoon, who ditched us to go live back on Keron, sent a little package, with a living weapon inside, to assist us in our invasion…" Then Angol Mois, the cute loveable huggable lord of terror, came in and said "I brought cake"!
"Aren't we supposed to be invading"! Giroro shouted. "Something about a package"! "Who cares" I said "Cake all around"
