I do not own Keroro Gunso! Or Sgt Frog! Or any of the characters!
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Short Story 1: Mois's Practice (Did I spell that right?)
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"Gero, Gero, Gero! I am almost done with the new Gundam model Fuyuki bought me! Hm. Now where did I put that blue paint..." Keroro, lazy as ever searched around the floor for the can of blue paint (It's right in front of him, but that is not the point of the story.) The only thing abnormal about this was that he was doing this in the control room of the base, while Mois watched him, humming her annoying song that I will not type!
"Gero!" Keroro cried out, "I spilled the blue paint!" then, worrying more about his gumdam model than the base, yelled "Now how will I finish this!"
"You could say, at a dilemma?" Mois... said. (?)
Then the screen in the control room flashed on. It was Mois's father.
"Mois, due to you extensive stay on Pekopon, we assume you are down on practice, so the Angols have chosen a perfect planet for you to destroy for practice." her dad said.
"You could say, I should hurry up?" Mois smiled.
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"Mama, look! A shooting star!" was what everyone was saying that night.
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The intergalactic TV flashed on.
"Finally, all disputes regarding whether Pluto is a planet or not have been finished! Pluto is no longer a planet (Or anything else for that matter...) all thanks to AngolMois!" the reporter sighed, as if he had been on TV for hours.
"You could say, a job well done?" Mois smiled.
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