The Story of a Lonely Inventor

by KawaiiKelly03

This is a Kururu story. It's about how Kururu became the Keron he is today. You will understand how he became a mad inventor, how he was able to be in the top team-force, and how he created the most amazing weapon ever.

1. Introduction: STUPID FROG!

"STUPID FROG!"

A familiar stomping noise from upstairs came rumbling downstairs to the yellow star door. Inside the basement door a green frog stumbles to his feet at the sound and takes cover cowardly under a pillow. The green frog jumped and whimpered as the yellow star door busted open. The smell of modeling paint filled the air.

"Aright where is he?" Demanded Natsumi as she looked around the room. There he was, the yellow frog sitting at the long square meeting table with his feet up, his arms crossed, and his back toward the fuming girl. He continued listening to music despite the ruckus she has caused. Natsumi stomped her way over and pulled the plug out of the yellow frog's MP3 player. The frog stopped taping his feet and turned his seat around slowly to face Natsumi.

"What do you want?" He cooed.

"Kururu, I want to know why the hell you put this in my room?!" Dangling from Natsumi's petit thumb and index finger was a gray pen with Kururu's signature on top of it.

"Kukuku!" Cooed Kururu, he placed his yellow hand over his mouth to control his laughter.

"That is a weapon. You press the top button of the pen and it turns into one of the Keron Forces strongest weapon. It's a great disguise don't you think?"

"IT BLEW UP MY STERIO!" Yelled Natsumi as her face almost touched his.

"Kukuku! Well then I guess it works!" There was a pause, his eyes sharply shinned toward Natsumi's, "Thanks for being my test dummy." Natsumi stomped her feet.

"I am not your test dummy!...That's it!" Natsumi slammed the pen on the table in front of the jeering frog, "I've had it with your STUPID useless inventions! Why do you do this YOU JERK?!"

Stricken by Natsumi's remark, Kururu's glare sharpened. Without taking his eyes off of Natsumi, he got up from his chair. Natsumi's face softened a little over his strange silence and piercing glare. Kururu put his hand on his hip. His glare got sharper and said in a deep soft voice.

"That...Natsumi…is none of your business." And just like that, Kururu turned away without saying a word, leaving the room with silence and confusion. Natsumi turned to the green frog that was observing from a safe distance. He looked up at Natsumi's sad face.

"Keroro…What did I do wrong?"