Tamama cackled evilly to himself as he walked down the halls. He had entered the Hinata house that day with a plan in mind, and creamy, irresistible cake in his hands. When he came over, he gave a simple greeting to his platoon mates, focused solely on his mission. Today was a very important day, the day he would woo his beloved sergeant! He grinned happily, almost unable to contain his excitement. Tamama hurriedly made it to the base, and began his hunt. He soon found the one person he wanted to see, and dashed towards them. "oh angol moi~" the cute tadpole called out sweetly. Tamama smiled adorably at her, and angol mois was happy to see him so cheerful. "oh! Hello tamama! How are you today?" she…sparkled. Tamama felt a chink in his armor when he saw that girly, innocent face looking so delighted to see him.
He tried his hardest to keep smiling, he was doing so well to! But a sour look leaked into his fake grin. Soon, the corners of his mouth were trying to go down, and his face twitched from the hard work of trying to stay happy looking. It looked like he was trying to pass gas. "tamama, are you okay?" angol mois asked worriedly when she saw the pained look. "crap! I'm slipping up! Oh, what to do!?" tamama yelled in his mind. He quickly came up with a plan, and stopped trying to grin. He got the most pained look on his face he could muster, and held his stomach. "ooohhhh! My tummy hurts so bad! Can you please go to store and get me some medicine mois?" he begged sweetly. "I think we have some in the house!" she said. Tamama glared up at her, pupils dilating to a dangerous size while he breathed raggedly. "you damn women! Don't you want to help me!?" he growled deeply. Mois looked surprised, little tears springing up in the corner of her eyes. "o-of course tamama! I'll be right back with what you need!" she quickly dashed off. Tamama let out an unhealthy, but rather impressive, evil laugh.
He made his way to keroro's room to see his true love staring mindlessly at a manga he had read a million times. Tamama tapped his shoulder, and keroro turned to see the amazing sight of a scrumptious cake. "ah! Tamama! I am glad to see you!" he grinned. Tamama blushed lightly, and sat next to keroro. "would you like some cake sergeant?" he asked. Keroro's mouth was already watering, and he discarded his manga to get his share of the sweet. Tamama giggled and brought out two forks, "here you go mr. sergeant sir!" keroro quickly took a fork and dug in. he sighed happily, the cake was so froggin' delicious! He started eating faster, making a huge mess.
Tamama grinned crazily as he stared at keroro, 'my plan is working perfectly! And with that harlot out of the way, sarge will be MINE!' he chuckled to himself. He waited as patently as he could to put the final stage of his plan into affect, and saw a great opportunity! Keroro had a small bit of smooth strawberry frosting stuck to his cheek! Tamama couldn't believe his good luck today! He decided to quickly do his thing before something interrupted him. Again. "oh sergeant, you have some cake on your cheek! Here, I'll get it~" tamama rapidly swooped in and gave his dream frog a quick peck on the face, removing the food. Tamama grinned like a fool. A crazy, dramatic, bipolar fool. He had done it! Keroro looked at him in surprise. Tamama just kissed him on the cheek! Keroro smiled at the private, and tamama beamed back. "thank you tamama! But next time, use a napkin please." keroro said impassively. Tamama groaned and flopped on his back. Plan failed.