It was a normal- wait. No, this isn't normal. Wait while I flip through my script. Aha! Okay. It was as normal as it could possibly get at a Keronian tadpole's room. Wait, no. He's brooding. Brooding on… ooh. Do I smell revenge?

Ugh. Why is life so unfair?

He wasn't only good at out-hacking him, but he was good at online chess too.

NO ONE BEATS HIM AT ONLINE CHESS.

Online chess was his métier. His vanity. HIS GAME.

And he had to go on and beat him.

HE SHALL BE AVENGED. AVENGED!

It took him years (well, days, but he was an impatient Keronian) to set up a security camera in Kururu's lab. Tororo supposed that Kururu was too vain to realize that anyone could have the audacity to actually set something up like that. Well, as much as Tororo hated that quality, it worked in his favor. Beautifully.

Years (days again) passed of the younger Keronian watching the screen, mostly Kururu disgustingly watching some woman bathe, or eating curry, or pretending to hear Keroro his leader mention some plan that involved candles and horses.

C'mon. Something had to happen. There had to be something wrong with his flipping life. Some horror, some Achilles' Heel.

The only thing that Tororo really learned was that the guy seemed to really love curry.

Curry…

Maybe his vice could be used against him.

Maybe.

Tororo wrote some notes in his pad of paper. Maybe.

"Kururu!"

Tororo jumped. What a charmingly sweet voice.

What was it doing in his dark and creepy lab?

"Ku. What do you want?"

"Uncle said he like, wanted you to type all this out!"

There was a brief pause as Kururu examined the stack of tiny books given to him.

"…What are these?"

What looked like a Pekoponian girl came into the screen. "Fairy tails! Uncle said that he managed to convince HQ to like, read about the culture of Pekopon and somehow use it against them!" She made a quizzical face. "Err, I didn't know fairies had tails. You can say, 'surprise is cheesy'?"

"Ku-ku-ku. And what exactly am I supposed to do?"

"Read 'em and pick out the ones that are the funnest!"

"I don't think so."

The girl neared his face, and Kururu twitched.

"Wh-…What are you doing?"

Tororo couldn't believe this. He squinted and looked deeper into the screen. Was… was Kururu twitching? Writhing in… in horror? Why?

"Uncle said that if you refused, I had to stare at you."

"I-I…" Kururu tried to turn, but the girl seemed to mirror his every movement, her eyes large and wide and innocent, strangely imitating something as adorable and pure as a baby kitten and a newborn puppy that had crawled into the same fuzzy slipper. Napping.

Tororo fell back against his chair, his eyes wide. No way. No freaking way. Of everything he threw at Kururu, this was his greatest fear? Having this little trinket gazing into your eyes, into your soul?

…Okay, maybe that was a little creepy, but absolutely nothing to really be afraid of.

Tell that to my next door neighbor! Yeesh!

"But maybe I could use this to my advantage," Tororo muttered with a wide grin, hastily writing in his notepad. He chuckled deviously. "Pu-pu-pu-pu! Perfect! I'm just inches away from exacting my revenge! Now how I manage to do this is the actual clincher… hmm…"

Tororo watched the scene for a moment, Kururu trying desperately not to look into the girl's eyes, but failing miserably and taking the books away from her with his clammy hands, smacking the thin pile next to his computer.

"I don't understand why you don't do this… Ku-ku-ku-ku."

"I'm busy," The girl responded with gently apology. "I have to like, shop for Uncle, vacuum the stairs, sweep and mop the floor, make dinner, set up the table…" She laughed nervously. "You can say, 'busy as a bulldozer?'"

Kururu sighed, irritated. "Just get out. I'll read it."

"My favorite's the top one," the girl said cheerfully. "It's called 'The Frog Prince'!" Her eyes grew wide and sparkly, and Kururu nearly died under that beam of happy happiness (his torture was incredible. Tororo only lamented in the fact that he couldn't record this right now). "It's about a beautiful princess that kisses a frog and he turns into a Pekoponian! You can say, 'as romantic as a rose'? I can so imagine me and Uncle as the main people! But Uncle didn't think it could help us conquer Pekopon, so he wanted to see if you could find some ideas. Okay?"

Kururu muttered something so vile that the show dare not repeat it.

"Okay! I'm leaving now!" the girl waved and skipped off merrily. "Have fun!"

"I'll try," Kururu said, his voice laced with bitterness.

Tororo shuddered at what the Sergeant Major could possibly do to the leader for appointing him with this atrocious task.

…Tororo shuddered again.

"Ah, well," Tororo mumbled, tapping his pen against his bottom teeth as he read the contents of his notes. "So. Curry. Curry and that… cute girl. Hm. What could I possibly do now?"

If it needed to be done, he needed to render the Sergeant Major absolutely helpless. Why? Well, the prior thought was more than enough to take some precautions.

Oh, and it would add to the humility!

Tororo shivered with delight. He couldn't wait. But wait he must, for there were still some flaws in his plan.

Like, first off: he needed a plan.

Curry and that girl were going to be elements- just how was he going to use them to turn it into the most epic revenge/practical joke in history?

Maybe hack into his database and see if there is anything you can use?

"Yes… that's perfect," Tororo said, the smirk returning to his face. "That's perfect!"

You're actually going to use it? Yay! I feel so diabolical!

Tororo waited until Kururu went to enjoy his hourly bath (yes, bath, not batch) of curry before he proceeded into his rival's computer, tearing down the firewall and digging eagerly through the files upon files his computer had stored.

So many weird inventions.

The Flash Spoon. The Goblin Gun. The Nostalgia Gun.

No wonder they hadn't invaded Pekopon yet!

Tororo swore under his breath when he heard Kururu's voice begin to enter back into his own lab. The tadpole quickly copy and pasted the most files he could get his hands into and built the firewall back up, praying that Kururu wouldn't notice any meddling with his computer.

Glancing at whatever he grabbed, Tororo sighed. There was no way any of this junk was actually going to help him.

Maybe Kururu did this on purpose, so that the majority of his inventions wouldn't be used against him…?

That jerk.

Tororo bit into a cheese cracker and went on searching, flipping through folders and skipping to the next when it didn't appease him.

Did nothing…?

Wait.

"The Animal Animalizer?" Tororo wrinkled his nose. "What a stupid name…" He clicked on it anyway, prepared for disappointment, but similarly curious to see what this was about.

A gun that could turn any animal into a Pekoponian. Weird.

Along with the basic construction of the gun, there were notes under it; the creatures they had used the gun on, the effects, the predicted outcome, the side affects... Boring, boring, boring…

Giroro.

Tororo jumped, startled.

Giroro.

They used

Giroro for this thing? Seriously? Tororo couldn't believe it. The Lieutenant's brother.

He could abandon his original plan and go for blackmail…

No! Because then it would be Garuru extracting revenge for Giroro. Sure Kururu might get hurt in the process, but the most important thing was the thing that counted.

Online chess.

Tororo was about to skip to the next file when he heard something else from the video cam.

"…I don't understand why you put so many passwords for your lab," Keroro's voice came out.

"Ku. When you have so much to lose, captain, you can't let your guard down."

"I know but… body scanners? Eye scanners? Fingerprint scans? Tongue scan? I think you're overdoing it."

Kururu shrugged and sat on his chair, spinning toward his computer.

"So… what did you want me for, Kururu?"

"I wanted to ask you what exactly you had in mind for those books, ku-ku."

"Oh." Keroro looked smug. "Well. You see, I was thinking about using Pekopon's culture against them. Maybe one of their stories could inspire us to make something."

"Then why don't you read them, and I'll build whatever you want. Ku. Deal?"

Keroro twisted his mouth into a frown. "I dunno… it seems like a lot of work to me… sure, maybe a book or two once a month wouldn't be too big of a deal, but-"

"So is it a deal?"

"Yeah! It's definitely a deal!"

Kururu grabbed the pile of books and dumped them on Keroro. "Have fun, captain."

Well that scene was pointless.

"Or was it?" Tororo murmured, writing into his notepad. His lips warped into an evil smile. "I think I may have something after all…"

XDDD ...Yeah. Experimental pairing. Not too much into the KuruMois craze, but thought it would be something really, really funny to write about. Dedicated mostly for RunwithscissorsXXXbattlescar s and Rainbowkittyblossomwings, 'cause they're awesome and deserve a bit of credit for encouraging the other writers on this site, much like moi.

Just like Giroro Presents: Dating the Enemy!, this story will be mostly humor with a little bit of romance, and it'll stick to the Sgt Frog anime/manga style. Depending on how many ideas I get into this, it might be as complex as DtE. Maybe. Depending on how far Tororo's revenge goes.

What is it with me Pekoponizing the characters? Beats me. All I know that it's funny XD