All right, so this story I've had on the back burner since I finished Happy End actually. I've had it plotted out and the summary for it for the last...2 years? But since it had been a while I decided to go over my entire summary and add more/change up things from my original plans. It took 3 weeks and I now have 54 pages of notes. Hopefully it will be worth it.

Anyway, a little information about this fic. This is an in canon universe story mainly focusing on Keroro (Since I have plenty of Giroro stories and Kululu stories I decided I needed more Keroro stories since I mean he is the main character of sgt frog)

I couldn't fit all the information about this fic into a summary but it mainly picks up somewhere along the end of the series when DK66 (the keronian super computer) tries to drag the platoon back to Keron. There are three ending episodes and that one is one of them.

Another episode though that just sort of left things hanging and ended that I was interested by was at the very end of the series when Natsumi and Fuyuki's father- Haru returns. We don't see him at all, just the back of him, but we know he came back.

This fic will focus on where that picks up. It will focus on Haru, the Keroro Platoon's adventures after that and conspiracies involving the Keron government. I will give more summary as the chapters go on, but I hope you enjoy it for now as a care-free sort of story and then it will pick up later on.

I'm rating it M as of right now, for mentions of sexual content but I have no plans for smut scenes. Not because it might not happen I just don't want to write them for one main reason which I will get into when we near the sexual content.

I hope you enjoy. Please tell me if you like the humor I sprinkled in.

At the moment there will be 17 chapters.

Also the cover image is a stock image from pizap and a cut out Keroro from a dvd box of the third movie? This is what happens when my sister does not want to draw cover art for me. Help me sister. Help me please.


It was all over. DK66 had agreed that they'd stay on Pekopon and invade, and Keroro was free to continue his adventure.

Things were turning up for all of them, and Keroro felt a moment of peace in his invasion scheme.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the stars with the boy who had helped him become the invader he was today, his pekoponian friend Fuyuki, or his friend forever.

He let Fuyuki's hand pull Keroro over to his lap. "Look at that one!" Fuyuki laughed and smiled. "That star shines so brightly!"

Keroro smiled as Fuyuki laughed on the roof of his house, looking at the stars with him. It was all so serene and peaceful.

Sure, he and Fuyuki had done things like this like looking at the stars almost every night, but it was always fun. It's the same as always, but I like it that way.

Keroro never wanted things to change. And he was happy that during their time on Pekopon nothing had ever changed. Everybody still acted exactly the same, nobody had grown and developed, especially not him, and everybody was exactly the same as they had been the previous year.

Sure their invasion seemed endless, but Keroro was happy about that. He liked playing around with Fuyuki. He liked his life that was stuck permanently in this child like innocence.

"Look! A shooting star!" Fuyuki pointed. "Make a wish!"

Keroro nodded and made his happy little wish.

"What did you wish for?" Fuyuki asked.

"To have gundam models for all eternity." Keroro admitted. That was a typical wish for him. He would even sacrifice invasion money to his hoarding problem.

"Sarge! You're not supposed to have a wish like that!" Fuyuki scolded but laughed. "I made a nicer wish."

"Oh yeah? And what was it?" Keroro asked, nudging his elbow.

"I wished that we could be friends forever." Fuyuki hugged Keroro tightly.

Keroro grinned as the pekoponian boy hugged him like a pillow. Fuyuki was always so innocent. He always answered so honestly about everything and gladly gave people his heart- he was always searching for new friends.

He was easy to keep happy, but when you made him angry he was a force to be reckoned with. Luckily Fuyuki was not angry.

"We will be!" Keroro reassured. "You didn't need to waste a wish on that! You could have wished for something nicer like an ice cream sundae, or a new rare ramen flavor or a cute rich girl or...Wait, you already got one of those."

Fuyuki looked confused, but just laughed. "Stars can't grant wishes anyway. That's why I wished on something that can realistically happen and I intend to happen." Fuyuki smiled. "...You will be here forever, right, sarge?" Suddenly his voice was a little shaky. It had a little bit of doubt in it.

Ah, the childish and innocent ways of doubting the term 'forever'. Just having small insecurities and fears that things wouldn't remain blissful forever.

"Probably?" Keroro shrugged. He would sure try. But he didn't really like thinking about the future.

Fuyuki pouted, Keroro was not doing a very good job to dispel his fears.

"What does forever mean to you, sarge?" Fuyuki finally asked. He stared Keroro straight in the eyes.

Keroro tried to keep looking at the stars. Oh geez, I don't really like serious conversations like these. The future freaks me out. Keroro tried to avoid eye contact but finally relented in giving him an answer.

"Forever is an abstract concept." Keroro managed to say something somewhat smart and philosophical. "I never really think too hard about the future or the past. Thinking about those two things gets you too frightened about the unknown or hung up on failures." Keroro explained.

Fuyuki nodded. "That….Makes sense." He smiled. There was nothing to worry about! Keroro's answer was appropriate.

"Anyway I like the present! I like the fun times I have now invading and spending time with you Fuyuki and the rest of the Hinatas!" Keroro hugged him again.

"Ha ha ha..." Fuyuki laughed awkwardly. "I don't think you'll ever complete that invasion thing." Not with him and Natsumi in the way.

Keroro ignored him and just hugged his friend. Being with Fuyuki right now...The present and both their happiness in their childish innocence was enough for him.

He didn't want to think about anything else.


It was when Keroro was leaving Fuyuki's room that he ran into Giroro. He didn't know what Giroro was doing in the house so late, perhaps looking for him.

"Hey." Giroro greeted. "I heard your conversation with Fuyuki on the roof."

"Eavesdropper." Keroro teased.

"It's not my fault! Your childish laughing is super annoying and easy to hear from my tent!" Giroro threw up his arms to defend himself. "At least I didn't interrupt anything like Kululu would have."

Keroro frowned. He would have sarcastically clapped to Giroro for not interrupting but he was too tired to be sarcastic. That and it was more of Kululu's and Tamama's thing. "...So? What is it you wanted?"

"I wanted...To remind you not to ignore reality too much." Giroro looked at the ground guiltily. "The invasion won't really last forever. So we won't really be on this planet forever."

Keroro frowned. What was Giroro getting at?

"Look, we just had a very close encounter with being pulled off of the planet thanks to that super computer DK66. We know Keron is getting kinda tired of this invasion. Thankfully your temper tantrum surprisingly managed to somehow convince them to let us stay?" Giroro reminded. He was still confused about that.

"Not temper tantrum. Negotiation." Keroro corrected.

"You were crying, pounding your fists on the ground and had snot on your face." Giroro sighed. "God, how did you become the sergeant in this platoon?"

"Because my dad's name is sergeant?" Keroro suggested.

"...You don't seriously think your dad's name is Demon Sergeant, right…?" Giroro asked slightly concerned.

Keroro laughed awkwardly. "Of course not! His name is Dad."

Giroro cleared his throat awkwardly. He wasn't about to break Keroro's bubble and hopes and dreams. Keroro would just have to discover some things himself. "Anyway...The invasion won't last forever. We can't be wasting time laughing and playing with the pekoponians. You need to have your head fully in the invasion!" It was a line Giroro had tried to tell Keroro many times.

"B-but you're also doing it...You were laughing with Master Natsumi just a few hours ago..." Keroro pointed out.

Giroro glared at him a gun in his hand. Apparently he was telling Keroro that never happened. Giroro was chief hypocrite on Pekopon but nobody would tell him that. "I am nothing like you. You need to get your head in the invasion because unlike you I don't want to be stuck on this planet my whole life!" He yelled.

"B-but Natsumi-" Keroro tried to use one of Giroro's many weaknesses to calm him.

"I came here to prove myself to Keron, nothing more! And I will prove myself to Keron. Keroro...I'm afraid of being stuck on here forever. And if we are eternally invading because of you, I'll never forgive you!" Giroro looked angry. He almost reached out to grab Keroro's arms and shake him but stopped himself.

He tried to steady his breathing to continue to pull apart Keroro's happy conversation with Fuyuki. He needed to be calm.

"That...And forever doesn't really exist, unlike what Fuyuki said. How can he say he wants to be friends with all of us for the rest of his life? He's basically a child." Giroro reminded. "There's a chance he'll grow out of aliens eventually and his obsession towards them is just a phase. A lot of children have obsessions that they grow out of. He might grow out of us….After all, that's all our merit to him. Aliens."

Keroro looked hurt. He knew there was some truth to what Giroro was saying. Fuyuki did have a very one-track mind. And it wasn't like they shared many common interests besides him being an alien. It wasn't like Fuyuki liked gundam models.

Giroro's right...Staying on this planet just for someone else is bad for this entire platoon...And there are other issues about making our invasion longer. Fear and insecurities were beginning to cloud Keroro's mind because of Giroro's words.

What if Fuyuki dies? One of the biggest floated up. Our lifespans are so different! He'll eventually die and I'll be all alone! Keroro was covering his eyes and shaking. Why did Giroro have to remind him about the future?

No, no...Get a hold of yourself. You were never one to think about the future. Keroro tried to calm down. I don't live in the past either like Dororo does, resenting it always. I just live in the present. He stopped shaking.

"Thanks for the advice but Fuyuki's not like that. And even if he is I want to enjoy the time that I have now. Who needs worries? I'm sergeant Keroro and I do what I want." Keroro insisted.

He ignored Giroro and headed off to bed, walking away from him.

Curling up into his own bed was easy. And it was easy to throw away the words that Giroro had told him, the worries.

Next week will just be a normal week of adventures. I don't know what weird things will happen. Will we get shrunk? Fight more cavitians? I don't know but it will be normal for us.

It would be normal. Everything would somehow be resolved by the end of the day. Nothing would continue or progress. It would just be like an endless hamster wheel of adventures. Like 358 episodes of life.

More adventures would definitely happen, but nothing too new. Nothing that would change him. Keroro knew this and was more than ready and excited for it.

He happily went to sleep, excited for what tomorrow would bring.


The colonel took a sip out of his coffee mug. He slammed it back down on the table surveying the troops keronian troops in front of him, the last of his patience wearing thin.

Not all of the people sitting at the circular table were his troops or under his division and missions that he was in charge of. Some of them were in fact working behind the scenes on one of his most phenomenally known mission- The invasion to Pekopon, and some were in fact his bosses, generals who highly outranked him.

Still, hidden in his shroud of darkness he knew this meeting was important, and they had much to talk about.

"The emperor unfortunately can not spare his precious time to attend this meeting." One of the generals said who was able to speak to their emperor far more than the colonel was. "So I will be taking notes in his place."

The colonel took note of this gentleman to pay him his respects.

"Not like much was going to be done at this meeting anyway." The general sighed sarcastically. "Each time we have one of these meetings we're no closer to success than last time."

The colonel did not lose his anger at the insult. A good keronian soldier knew when to stay calm and to not yell at superiors. Anyone who would not know such a vital rule was just not fit for the military and was labeled disobedient.

"So we all know why this meeting is taking place. It's just one of our periodical meetings to check our facts and gather information." The colonel reminded tapping some papers and sorting them.

"We want information about Pekopon!" A general said impatiently. "News on the planet. How are things going on it? Is the mission progressing successfully or is it at the same stand still it was at last time?"

The colonel made no facial expression. His dear friend though, the Demon Sergeant nervously laughed though and pulled at his own collar.

He needs to learn how to conceal his emotions better or he'll never grow more in rank. The colonel thought to himself. He wasn't sure if the Demon Sergeant wanted to grow in rank though. He seemed obedient and happy to just be a sergeant- and a famous one granted the title of Demon.

It was enough for the usually happy green frog. He hid his worries behind his fake mustache, trying to smooth it out.

"My team has gathered a variety of data points about Pekopon. We will begin to go over them now and facts about the planet." Slide shows appeared with tables, graphs, pictures that had been gathered by the Keroro Platoon and other things.

The colonel began to give his lecture, always having a cool and composed tone. However he can see through the crowd that nobody was incredibly cool and composed like he was.

They all looked worried and impatient. They were wearing their emotions on their arms, instead of hiding them in the shadows.

There was so much desperation in the eyes of the generals. So much hurry, like they were desperately clinging to any hope they could, but all they got was boring information that was not appeasing them.

"Stop this boring information! This was the same stuff you told us last year!" Someone finally shouted.

The colonel put away his pointer stick. "Sometimes recaps are for the best so everybody is on the same page. After all we have new members in the room." His eyes drifted to a younger keronian that he hadn't remembered seeing before. Must have been a new recruit that had somehow managed to rise through the ranks and reach this meeting room.

An impressing feet. Even young him hadn't done that. Why, he looked about as old as his friend's the Demon Sergeant's friend's youngest son! He believed his name had been Giroro.

The keronian was green, not the lightest of green shades, a little darker more like a leaf. He wore two tiny top hats on top of his normal hat as if they were horns. He also wore a nice little collar, circular with alternating facial expressions on it's design.

Sharp high heeled boots were on his feet, a pure white color.

He approved of how fancily dressed the young man was. It looked like he was prepared to rise in the ranks.

The boy's insignia was two tiny keronian hands clasped together, dressed in gloves. It could have been anyone's hands, but you could only really assume it was his.

The colonel put the new member out of his mind, after all there was nothing he was doing that particularly drew his attention. He was just a little interested that someone newer was in the meeting. That was a rare sight.

"New members, who cares?" Another rowdier keronian chanted. "You know why we're all here and what information we're seeking."

One of the generals hushed the rowdy keronian. "What my associate means to say, I believe, in more polite terms, is if there's been any luck in finding the creature we've been tracking. We do not care about new research on the trees on Pekopon or how much money is being spent on the operation. We want to know about the creatures."

The colonel tried not to frown. Of course the conversation would come back to their main goals- which he had no new information on.

However the new recruit seemed to save him and distract the generals. He shyly raised his hand. "Excuse me." He asked. "I'm a little new here so I'm a little confused. What is this creature that we've been tracking? I haven't heard of any creatures on pekopon except for those barbaric Pekoponians."

The Demon Sergeant looked surprised. "You...You don't know?"

The green keronian shook his head. "I'm new."

The Demon Sergeant looked around at one of the Generals.

"He's gotten clearance for this meeting." The General explained. "I guess in all my actual work I just forgot to clue him in."

The Demon Sergeant took pity on the poor boy and laughed for a moment. "Well! We better explain the situation to you or else you'll be pretty confused!" Just like the idiot he was he got out of the chair and slapped the younger member's back. "You sure are lucky, these creatures are a rare military secret. I would have given anything to know about them at your age!"

"You wouldn't have given anything because you didn't know you were out of the loop." The colonel sighed tiredly.

The Demon Sergeant ignored him. "Did you listen to your history lessons when you were in school, kid?"

The young keronian nodded.

"Well then, you know our history. How generations ago hundreds and hundreds of thousands of years ago, perhaps millions, how the Viper used to prey on us and eat us, correct?" The Demon Sergeant asked.

"Of course. Every young keronian knows to be afraid of the Viper at a very young age. And then when you grow you learn to take that fear and fight. They are still our enemies but they are not stronger than us. We are no longer in that age." The young keronian agreed.

"Well, they weren't the only alien creature that ate another alien creature. That just wouldn't be natural or fair, right?" The Demon Sergeant asked. "There was a species we ate too, long ago. One that helped us advance in society and bring us power. They were called flyians and they resembled small fly aliens."

"And we're tracking them…..To eat them?" The young keronian was a little confused.

Nods went around the room.

The Demon Sergeant laughed. He hadn't completed his story. "We hunted them to near extinction. The survivors fled and we've been trying to find them ever since."

"There has always been a principle of three." A general explained. "Like rock, paper, scissors. Paper beats rock, rock beats scissors and so on. It is the same for us and the Vipers and the flyians. The Vipers eat us. We eat the flyians and the Flyians can control and eat the dead Viper. It is the natural order. However the flyians did not like their role and fled."

"And things became unbalanced in the Vipers favor!" The young keronian realized.

"That and they were apparently delicious. They brought us to the age of invading and technology that we exist to today. We haven't advanced at all since they disappeared. We need them." The Demon Sergeant explained

The colonel nodded, adding nothing to the story. He could see everyone listening as the greed and desire filled their faces. The hunger. It was just their primal nature to want these flies. And after having heard of them it's just natural for a keronian to want one, despite never having a taste. It was in their nature and genetics.

"There are….Rumors that the creature has been on Pekopon or may be hiding there." The colonel finally spoke up. "But despite small traces that we found in the beginning of deploying a platoon there, there has been no new signs."

There were sighs and irritation across the room's face. That was not the information they wanted. And after holding out so much new hope, their dreams had been shattered yet again.

Well what do you expect. This is a tough job. I doubt I'm going to be the one to find them although I'll do everything I can to try. The colonel tried not to show irritation.

Still he wondered if there was anything he could do to smooth things over. He didn't want his bosses to be mad and throw him out of the mission and strip him of rank.

There were distressed chatters if they should have a new approach or a new man for the job. The Colonel heard a few of them around the table as he tried to figure out what to do.

There was a buzzing sound. He turned around and saw the large monitor behind him trying to connect for a video call.

Perhaps that will distract them. Sure it was a bad time, but he knew who was trying to contact him. They thought it was helping informing him.

"I believe that is our platoon we deployed some time ago to the Pekopon Invasion." The colonel said calmly. "Please quiet down. We do not want them to hear any classified information they do not have access to because of their ranks."

He turned on the monitor. Perhaps seeing Pekopon from the source would make the generals happier.

Keroro waved on the screen. "Hello out there~! Oh! You're busy." He looked awkward. "Man, there sure are a lot of generals in that room...I mean it's scary enough talking to a colonel, should I call back?"

"No, sergeant Keroro, it is fine. Please give us your status report on the Pekopon invasion." The colonel requested.

"Oooh! Is my dad in the room? Hi dad!" Keroro waved frantically.

The colonel cleared his throat and glared. He knew Keroro could probably not see him glaring though. Keroro never saw his face or anything but his eyes. They were all covered in darkness.

"Sergeant Keroro. Speak. Give us news." One of the Generals ordered, talking to Keroro directly.

Keroro turned pale. He was beginning to suspect he had interrupted a very professional meeting. He did not like this.

He saluted trying to stand tall. "Things are doing fine sirs! And...Maybe madams and others." Keroro tried to get things correct. "Are you all male generals or…?"

"Stay focused, Sergeant Keroro!" The colonel angrily ordered. "And we have female generals. You should know that."

"...Oh..." Keroro blushed. "Um...Well, things are doing completely fine. I still live with the Hinatas and someday we will take them down! They're just so tough. If I beat one another will defeat us. I mean they have an admiral in their house! I told you that although Master Natsumi is strong Admiral Mama is like 10x as strong right?" Keroro ranted.

"Yes, you did." The colonel rolled his eyes. "Continue with your status report."

"Well, we've been having a good month. Things were shaky after that DK66 incident...You know, the one where you tried to bring us all back and stop the invasion and I had to negotiate with a super computer?" Keroro asked. "But in the end you and the computer let us return to Pekopon and invade!"

"You cried, not negotiated." The colonel sighed. "But details, details. Continue."

"Great things have happened in that month! And I'm not talking about me finally defeating Master Natsumi in a pekoponian game she calls 'checkers' although I'm close. I can feel it." Keroro looked at his hand and clenched it.

"Sergeant Keroro..." The colonel tried to get him back on track. His voice was a low growl.

Keroro eeped. "Well, Admiral Papa has finally come home!" Keroro's smile was broad as he finally got to his big news. "This might make the invasion harder since there's now one more Hinata to deal with but Master Fuyuki is so happy! It's so great isn't it?"

The colonel sighed and leaned his head on his hand. He should have known it was just something small like that. It was always something like that in these reports.

Keroro continued to give reports about how many dishes he had broken and his latest fights with a pekoponian named Natsumi.

"Perhaps we should be wrapping this up, Sergeant Keroro..." The colonel asked trying not to outwardly insult him.

Keroro nodded. "All right. I'll just show you Admiral Papa so you can have an outward image of him."

Keroro moved along with the camera. "Private Tamama, tilt it over there so Admiral Papa can wave!"

"Yes sir!" They heard Tamama's voice on the other end and saw a brief flash of him. He must have been the one recording this message.

He moved the camera to a pink haired man who was laughing and talking to the blue haired pekoponian known as Fuyuki.

"That's admiral papa- given name Haru Hinata. He's a tough new foe that just came back from adventuring!" Keroro explained.

The colonel wasn't paying attention to Keroro's words. Instead he was paying attention to a giant siren in the middle of the room with a red light blaring.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

It went off. All the Keronians in the room frantically ran to gather data reports and write things down. The colonel shut off the video recording before saying good-bye to Keroro.

They all looked at each other frantically. "The siren...It's going off..." The demon sergeant realized.

The colonel sat down and for once, he smiled. "I know. That man...Has some ties to the flyians. We've finally found our lead."

Finally after all these years they had some luck.


Keroro turned off the video camera. "Well...There were some loud noises or something… And then the screen went black. I wonder what was going on?"

"Maybe they hung up on us." Tamama suggested. "If they did..." He pounded his hand into his fist.

"Nah, must have been a faulty transmission. They would have never just hung up on me." Keroro decided optimistically.

Tamama wondered if that was true, but after a moment of thinking decided that it must be if Keroro was so positive about it. "Well, maybe things were only faulty on their end! We still have a camera out. We could do loads of fun things with it!" He suggested.

"Oooh, ooh, like getting valuable blackmail on Giroro or Natsumi? Catching them in some humiliating moment?" Keroro suggested. He loved causing mischief. The video camera in Tamama's hands was looking more and more inviting.

"Well...I mean we could do that….Or we could do something even more fun!" Tamama suggested. He managed to walk up to Keroro a bit to stand by his side. A little closer than two normal people stood. "Like..." He inched even more closer. "We could take pictures of us in cute moments or video record a documentary of our love story!" He suggested flirty.

"Ummm...Maybe we'll put the documentary of a love story on the shelf for some invasion plan. I'm sure that could sell a lot. Maybe I'll cast Giroro as a fair maiden and Kululu as the other person in the story. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." Keroro agreed. Giroro probably wouldn't like it but that was the fun in it.

"Boo." Tamama frowned. Was Keroro just choosing to ignore his flirting or was he just like completely totally dense and not realizing he was in no way talking about the invasion?

He realized as Keroro wandered off that it was denseness. "We should go play with Natsumi and Fuyuki instead of playing with a camera!" Keroro suggested pointing. "Doesn't that sound like fun?" He got easily distracted.

"Awww, but I wanted to play with you. It's a rare moment where I don't sense that woman around at all!" Tamama suggested.

Keroro just looked confused. "We can play later." He said in a way that Tamama knew that Keroro thought Tamama wanted to play in a childish sense and in no sort of romantic way.

Keroro wandered off to watch Haru play with his kids. Oddly enough Natsumi seemed to be laughing and smiling.

Fuyuki was smiling way wider than Keroro had ever seen him smile too. It was odd. Keroro had thought he had already seen all of the varieties of Fuyuki's smile but apparently he hadn't.

"Get ready, dad! I'm going to squirt you!" It was a warm day for spring, and Fuyuki, Natsumi and Haru were having a squirt gun fight, running around in the backyard. Oddly enough Fuyuki was happy enough to do something physical.

Keroro sat down on the ground to watch. I thought he didn't like water very much. Or running. Keroro thought to himself as he watched Fuyuki get squirt by his dad instead. Fuyuki just laughed and laughed.

Was this the changes that Giroro had warned him about? Fuyuki growing up? Even Natsumi seemed to be acting differently?

I've never seen him this happy. Was I really his best friend forever if I hadn't seen this? Keroro wondered. He'd never seen Fuyuki look so happy around an alien.

Haru laughed as he reloaded his gun with water. "I may not be as physical as your Mother, but I can get a few shots in."

"Yeah right! I've taken on way stronger than you!" Natsumi declared, jumping in the air with two twin squirt guns dodging every small strand of water that was coming her way. She hit her father and he laughed.

"You'll never be able to defeat Natsumi. She's taken on invading aliens and destroyed us." Giroro said, his eyes perpetual hearts as he waved a small flag that said 'Team Natsumi' in small letters, followed by many hearts.

He didn't seem to mind that his tent was getting soaked in the cross-fire. He was just so happy to be watching Natsumi handle a squirt gun.

For someone who warned me about someone else 'changing', he sure doesn't seem to be having any worries. Keroro thought to himself as he looked at Giroro cheering whenever she got a hit on her father.

Keroro tried to worm his way to Giroro's side without being caught in the crossfire. The squirt gun fight would just be a normal squirt gun fight if not for Natsumi's hard core moves. Fuyuki was lucky to have her on his team against their father or else he'd be doomed.

Haru was getting soaked by Natsumi, and to a much lesser extent Fuyuki when he was stunned by Natsumi's hits and Fuyuki could get a hit in. He eventually scooped both his kids into a giant hug. "I've missed you both so much! You were so little when I left and now you're so big and grown."

"D-dad! Your hug is too tight!" Natsumi complained, not really minding. "It's hard to aim for you."

"Maybe that's my scheme. You're getting too many shots. You're way too tough, Natsumi." Haru told her, teasingly.

She tried to aim her gun but hit Giroro instead.

"H-hey!" Giroro looked shocked. He was just an innocent bystander.

"Get revenge on her. I'm holding her down. Join my team. You look tough and god knows I need it." Haru begged.

"That's cheating! You can't have Giroro on your team! He knows how to handle actual guns!" Natsumi reminded.

"So do you." Fuyuki frowned. "So do you." Honestly he didn't want Giroro on Natsumi's team either. Nobody would be able to beat them.

"Oh, I'm not going to be on your team..." Giroro got up from his seat. He was dragged into this now. He summoned a squirt gun, which he apparently had in his weapon arsenal and filled it with water. "If you're going to drag me into the game I'll take your challenge. But I'll be on my own team. For Keron!"

Haru released Natsumi and Fuyuki. "Eep!"

Natsumi laughed. "I'll take you on! Come on, Fuyuki!"

"I...I am afraid." Fuyuki admitted.

Giroro nodded. "I'll try not to hit you. There's only one opponent I'm aiming to take down."

A spark of rivalry went between Natsumi and Giroro's eyes and they were both off shooting at each other.

"Your...Your sister grew to be way more hardcore than I imagined she would..." Haru realized as Giroro and Natsumi jumped around.

"Y-yeah..." Fuyuki got a cheap shot on his father with his squirt gun. "But I'm still on her team!"

"Hey! Get back here!" Haru yelled and laughed. He eventually accidentally hit Giroro again and Giroro's attention was turned to a three-way brawl.

"Are we going to play with them?" Tamama asked.

Keroro frowned. He didn't know if he wanted to go up against Natsumi. Before he could answer Tamama had picked up water balloons instead.

"HEYA! Giroro, I'm joining up!" He yelled.

"Welcome, soldier. Help me defeat the pekoponians." Giroro welcomed.

Tamama giggled and started throwing balloons.

"Hey! Dad and I are weak!" Fuyuki pointed out.

"I can help-" Keroro wanted to join the game too now.

"Keroro!" He heard Aki's voice call for him, inside the house. Now that Tamama was having fun and hanging out with Natsumi and Fuyuki and their father he decided to listen to Aki. Perhaps she had something for him.

"Yeah?" He stepped inside.

Aki was cooking at the stove. She had a big smile on her face. Another smile that he had never seen on Aki.

Natsumi, Fuyuki, Aki...I've never seen them like this before. It can't just be the weather, right? Keroro asked.

Were they really that different and happy to have Haru back? Where had he even gone? He had barely heard about Haru in his time here. He had only seen picture frames about the guy. Giroro had always advised him to not ask about it because it was probably a touchy subject.

"Could you help me make lunch? I was planning for us all to have a party today, you know to celebrate everything." Aki told him. "But I'm a little short of hands and I didn't want to pull Natsumi away from bonding with her father."

"Why couldn't you have asked someone else? I was about to join the game." Keroro pouted.

"Because you're just as much a part of this house as them and know how to cook a little more than Tamama and Giroro." Aki pointed out. "Dororo doesn't live here so I can't ask him and..."

"Kululu curries everything?" Keroro finished.

"Yeah. His curry is delicious and I asked him to bring some, but...I don't want everything to be curry." Aki smiled. "Can't find Mois to help right now either. Maybe she'll show up, maybe she won't."

Keroro nodded. So the task fell to him. He helped by peeling and cutting vegetables on his high stool. "So we're having a party?"

"A celebration. I've invited the whole platoon and Saburo, Momoka and Koyuki!" Aki smiled. "I thought we should celebrate a few things. Like your victory over DK66 and you guys staying on Earth"

Keroro brightened up. That was a good thing to celebrate.

"And also Haru's return!" Aki brightened up after she said that. Her hands hurried at making the large meal with excitement.

Keroro noticed it. Why is she so happy he returned? He could understand Natsumi and Fuyuki missing their father, but...He had always kind of assumed Aki and Haru were separated. She never mentioned him, never spoke about him. But he could see the love in her eyes now, how incredibly happy she was to have her husband with her again. So they aren't...Divorced? Keroro wondered. Or were they trying to make things work again.

After a moment of thinking about it, he realized he wouldn't have been able to recognize a divorced couple anyway. He only ever knew one family that had a divorce and it wasn't his. Even that, although he had been so close to it, he knew barely anything about it. It had been so hush hush.

Giroro still never talked about it or his mom. He had just always assumed that Natsumi's situation had been the same as Giroro's and that's why Giroro was a little more in touch with having a single parent.

Keroro had no tact and decided to just ask. "So...You're happy he's back?"

"Of course I am." Aki smiled.

"But...I always thought you two were divorced. I mean you never spoke about him. He wasn't around." Keroro asked too many personal questions.

Aki's chopsticks slowed as she stirred a soup. "We weren't divorced." She had a small, but sad smile on her face. "Haru was just away. He might have been half way across the world but we still loved each other very much. We were still in a committed and happy relationship."

"But-" Keroro frowned.

"Momoka's parents don't live together and are sometimes halfway across the world from each other too. But they still love each other very much. They just both are focusing on their own goals and careers at the moment. Someday they'll reunite and be all the happier that they took that time for themselves." Aki reminded Keroro. "It's the same."

Keroro gave a small nod and continued chopping. He didn't really understand it.


"Food's ready! It's time to celebrate!" Aki called, "Stop fighting. And Fuyuki, Natsumi..." Aki frowned. "Go change before any of our guests arrive. You're all wet."

Haru grinned sheepishly. "They had a little too much fun in the water."

"You too, honey. You change too." Aki told him. "You're not dripping all over the house."

Giroro and Tamama looked awkward. They didn't have clothes to change. They just dried easily though. They didn't remain wet very long.

"I brought some candy from Momocchi's house for the meal!" Tamama offered handing wet candy to Aki.

Aki winced. She took it though and decided to go dry it.

"And I made sweet potatoes that are not wet." Giroro told her. Aki pat his head.

Everybody started heading inside sitting on the floor around a large mat. The entire living room was cleared so that there would be enough room for everybody. Food was set on the table in the dining room.

"I'm here!" Momoka knocked at the door, smoothing out her skirt. "Is...Is Fuyuki around?" She blushed. "Paul… Bring in the expensive buffet table from all around the world! And Miss Aki if you need anything else I can bring it too. I have brought chefs waiting outside with Paul. Famous ones. Just say the word and they're here."

Aki giggled awkwardly. "That's all right, Momoka. Fuyuki will take a minute. He's taking off his wet clothes and getting dressed."

Momoka blushed extremely and sat next to Tamama. "Naked...Fuyuki..." She drooled dreamily.

"Ew." Tamama teased. "Don't be gross."

"Who was it that was talking about Keroro's butt in great detail just this morning?" Momoka raised an eyebrow.

"Eek! Don't say that out loud!" Tamama begged. They both smiled after a moment and started laughing.

I wonder what they're laughing about. Keroro thought, completely missing everything.

Natsumi and Fuyuki eventually came down with Haru. It was around the same time Koyuki and Dororo flipped down from their ceiling.

"Lady Koyuki and I arrived here early so we decided to wait on your ceiling." Dororo told them. "We're glad to be here." He bowed. "I brought some natto for everybody to share."

"And I made some iron rice balls!" Koyuki grinned.

"Wait, what did you say about being on my ceiling for the entire time?" Natsumi asked a little concerned. "You know if you wanted to be included in our squirt gun fight or hang out with us you could have just...dropped off the ceiling and not been weird."

"I insisted it was polite to not be too early." Dororo apologized. "The fault lies with me, do not blame Lady Koyuki."

"Anyway it was fun!" Koyuki smiled. "That and Dororo asked if he could play with you..."

"But you didn't hear me..." Dororo's eyes got all watery! "I was here the whole time guys! And I wanted to be in Keroro's report video too! Why did you forget about me and let only Tamama help?"

"Uhhh because we're tight. Obviously." Tamama replied. "No room for a third wheel."

Dororo just sniffled. "Oh...I didn't know it was like that."

"I don't think it is." Giroro whispered.

Aki put Dororo's food on a table and Koyuki's foods in the trash where it would cause the least damage.

The next guest did not come knocking on the door, because that would be too traditional. Instead he came hopping the fence.

"Hey guys, am I too late?" Saburo asked.

"Why'd you hop the fence?" Giroro narrowed his eyes at him. "Isn't that kinda...Delinquent? There's a front door for a reason."

Saburo laughed and waved his hand. "But what's the fun in that! Anyway it's cool to hop fences. Ooh! Food. Sorry I didn't bring anything. Was I supposed to? I can draw something up if you want."

"Nobody's eating paper." Giroro growled.

"That would be great, Saburo. I know your reality pen acts different than regular paper." Aki pointed out.

"It doesn't taste like paper." Saburo rolled his eyes laughing at Giroro.

"S-saburo! It's nice to see you! Have you met my dad yet?" Natsumi introduced.

"Nah, haven't. Nice to meet you." Saburo waved to him. He looked around. "Where's Kululu? Did he ditch? Do I need to retrieve him?"

Suddenly the floor panel opened. Haru looked sort of surprised as he jumped away.

"Speak of the devil and he will appear! Ku, ku, ku." Kululu spun up on the floor panel with Mois. "Would say I'm sorry I'm late but I'm not."

"He wanted his curry to be perfect. He was like 'it needs to take 24 hours exactly before it can be removed from the pot, or else it will only taste sub-par.'." Angol Mois giggled.

"Hey! Don't make fun of the curry! Curry making is serious business!" Kululu was shocked that she would even dare. "Well worth the time."

"Anyway, we're sorry if we were too late. Thank you for inviting both of us." Angol Mois handed Aki cookies she had made.

Tamama screamed. "AUGH! I was the one to bring the sweets! And now you're trying to out-do me!"

Obviously Angol Mois's cookies were put in front of Tamama's soggy candy. Hers weren't wet after all.

Tamama almost destroyed them with their sweet glow. "I...I can't be mad at you cookies." He finally decided before snatching them. "You're only lucky I'm addicted to sugar, woman. Or else these would be all spat on."

"I'm glad you're not doing that?" Angol Mois was just so confused.

The entire group sat down and began to eat. Keroro noticed yet again all the smiling and laughing surrounding Fuyuki, Natsumi, Haru and Aki. They were all sitting rather close together and sharing jokes and stories.

They really looked like a happy family. He had never seen them all so peaceful like this.

Haru eventually stood up to greet everyone. "Thank you for coming today! We just wanted to celebrate everyone being together and being happy. And I also wanted to thank you for taking care of my two beloved children and being their friends. I've spent a long time traveling the world, researching the occult so I'm so happy to meet you all, and realize that the aliens I was looking for were back home this entire time. Congratulations Fuyuki for being so close to aliens!" Haru clapped.

Occult researcher? So...Kinda like Fuyuki. Keroro couldn't help but feel the nagging idea in his head that Fuyuki may have befriended him out of loneliness. Did...Did he hope knowing me would bring his father back? Because his father would be lured in my the aliens? He dismissed the thought.

He couldn't doubt Fuyuki's pure intentions. That wasn't Fuyuki. Fuyuki was his friend.

"Please to meet you, Haru Hinata. Name's Saburo. Friend of Fuyuki's and Natsumi's. I'm their upperclassmen." Saburo introduced himself to Haru first. He gave Fuyuki a little noogie.

"Saburo!" Fuyuki laughed. "You're embarrassing me in front of dad."

Haru laughed. "You look like a nice guy. Good friend for both my children."

Saburo gave a thumbs up.

Koyuki was next up. "I'm Koyuki Azumaya! I'm a ninja. Natsumi's my best friend." Koyuki nuzzled up to Natsumi.

"A...A ninja, huh? I never thought I would meet one of those. In fact I didn't really know they still existed." Haru looked a little surprised. "You sure do meet some interesting people."

"I'm Momoka Nishizawa...You may have heard of me. I literally own half the world. I'm super famous and rich." Momoka was oddly bragging. "I'm of very good breed. I'm sure my children would be very sweet and nice, if someone….wanted to be a grandparent there best bet would be me." She snapped her fingers and a bunch of gifts for Haru were dragged in by Paul. "I've researched you. Here, accept these texts and presents from some museums." Momoka told him.

She just smiled.

"Thanks?" Haru didn't understand what was going on. "I admit I would have been living under a rock if I didn't know who you were Miss Nishizawa. It's an honor to meet you in such a casual setting and I'm honestly really confused..."

"I also think I would be an excellent wife for any sons you just happen to have. I mean look at how pretty I am. This dress I'm wearing cost millions and my hair is so incredibly soft. I have a lot of trophies and I'm a world class martial artist and I really would pass on some great genes on any kids I had."

Fuyuki was very confused. He had never heard Momoka brag so much.

"What's...Your connection to my children?" Haru asked super confused.

"Oh. I'm...I'm Fuyuki's friend. A member in his occult club. I'm also interested in the occult." Momoka moved closer to Fuyuki and tried to work up the courage to rest her head on his shoulder. She eventually did.

"She's my only member! So she's my number one member!" Fuyuki beamed.

"Oh!" Haru smiled. "That's great. It's always nice to meet someone else interested in the occult. I admit Aki never was, so it's nice Fuyuki's met a girl into the occult."

Momoka started doing fist pumps. "The plan's working! He's supporting me and Fuyuki! I've been preparing for this for years the meeting with the father!"

"Yeah, you're a great pal for Fuyuki! I really like you! If Fuyuki had a brother I would imagine he'd be just like you. But you're like any good bro of Fuyuki's." Haru complimented.

Momoka's eye twitched. "B-brother? I'm like Fuyuki's brother?"

Haru nodded unaware he had said wrong. He was proving to be almost as dense as Fuyuki unaware this girl had a major crush on Fuyuki.

Aki winced. "Haru...Ummm...I had hoped you were over this denseness after us….Oooh boy." She sighed.

Momoka launched herself at Haru and grabbed at his collar. "Take it back. I am not like Fuyuki's brother. I am a cute girl." She growled and demanded.

Haru was frightened. He looked at Aki for help.

"You did kind of insult her." Aki pointed out. "I'm not helping you out of this mess."

"You are a cute girl. You're not Fuyuki's brother. You're like...His sister?" Haru suggested.

"I will have Fuyuki's babies. I will prove that to you someday!" Momoka declared.

"Umm...What?" Haru was so confused.

Momoka smiled and was back to her sweet self. She let Haru go. "Sorry about that. I would just prefer that you didn't see me as Fuyuki's family member. I hope you approve of me as a good choice for your son."

"Y-yeah...Y-yeah..." Haru wasn't sure what was going on or what he was approving. He had no idea. He just went back to meeting after meeting his children's friends. Best keep Momoka out of mind and the confusion she caused.


The potluck celebration wasn't just about celebrating Haru's return and him being there and getting to know him. It was also about celebrating that the keronians got to stay on Pekopon continuing their invasion.

Each of the humans were keeping somewhat near their keronian partners as they ate, making light chatter with them. Saburo was no exception.

"I know this thing is about celebrating you staying and all, but I don't really think you're ever going to succeed. Would kind of be a problem for me if you did after all." Saburo pointed out. He shoved some more food in his mouth. "So I kinda have to stand in your way and stop you." He smiled mischievously. "Still if you left it would be boring. So I am a little glad you stayed.

"Ku, in your dreams. You think you can stop me. All your power you got from me." Kululu reminded.

"Not all of it. I'm not just a guy with a pen. I have other qualities you know." Saburo reminded.

"Sorry, they were just so boring that I forgot about them." Kululu teased. "Ku, ku, ku. Agility? Every pekoponian except Fuyuki seems to have that at super human rates. Keroro calls it the 'anime rule'." He joked.

Saburo frowned. "Still. I wanted you to know, no hard feelings, but I'm not celebrating. I'm going to have to stop you if you get serious." He reminded.

"Don't worry, I don't blame you. I wouldn't celebrate staying here forever and longer either." Kululu laid down.

Saburo nodded. As long as Kululu understood that.


"I would miss you if you went back to Keron." Momoka finally said to Tamama while Fuyuki was talking to his father.

"I know. Don't worry! That's why we're partying. Because I'm still here!" Tamama smiled.

"If they wanted you to leave, I wouldn't let you. I'd fight with you against them. I'd help you stay!" Momoka reassured him. "Don't...Don't go home. You're mine. I don't want you to leave Tamama."

"Awwww, don't worry. I don't want to leave anyway!" Tamama smiled.

"I don't want any of you aliens to leave." Momoka admitted. "Life has been so much better and fun with you here."

"Well, that woman can leave." Tamama tried to negotiate. "And Kululu. He's kinda creepy."

Momoka nodded in agreement. "But you'll stay?"

"I'll stay." Tamama agreed.

Momoka hugged him. Tamama hugged his best friend back.

But then Momoka hugged too tight.

"Momochi! Too tight! Too tight!" Tamama squealed.

"Oops." Momoka giggled. She lightened her grip. Oxygen returned to Tamama.

They smiled at each other and giggled.


Dororo watched as everyone enjoyed themselves. People talking to their friends reassuring them that they would stay, the Hinatas bonding and being happier than he'd ever seen them in their lives. He smiled at the peaceful and happy memories.

"You know I would have never left you, lady Koyuki." He noticed that a few of them were talking about the DK66 scare. He decided to just ease Koyuki's worries.

"I know." Koyuki pat his head.

"Still I'm glad our circle of friends has enlarged. I might not have left but the rest of the platoon would have. And although I would have had the pekoponians I would have been slightly more alone." Dororo mused.

Koyuki nodded and pulled Dororo into her lap. She didn't really answer his words. Instead she looked at the room with a certain amount of nostalgia and envy.

"Lady Koyuki?" Dororo asked. She was lost in thought somewhere.

"Oh! Oh yeah. It's always nice to have more people in your life." Koyuki agreed.

"Is...Is that all?" Dororo asked. She had looked like she was thinking about something else.

"I was just...Remembering the feeling of being around such a large group of people. It reminded me of the feeling of family in my ninja village. It always was such a nice feeling that brought good grace and happiness." Koyuki's voice carried a small amount of sadness that she no longer had that feeling.

Dororo held Koyuki's hand tightly. He didn't want her to feel a moment of sadness. He wished there was some sort of action to communicate to her that he was here and would be here always.

Koyuki smiled at Dororo's small gesture. "I'm glad though that Natsumi has that feeling now. Her family has been reunited. She has a larger family. And it's always nice for a family to become larger."

"I always wanted to have a large family." Dororo agreed. "Someday I wish to have a million children."

Koyuki didn't look at him oddly. She just giggled a little. "I pity the person that has to give birth to those million children."

Dororo frowned. Well...Some of my dreams were just shattered right there. "B-but...But...Babies!"

Koyuki smiled and laughed for a moment but then got that far off distant look again as she watched everyone have such a large sense of community. She sighed as if she was wishing something.

Dororo knew exactly what she was wishing. After all they were always on the same wavelength. "You're wishing for the ninja village to reunite someday, aren't you?"

"Yeah...I mean I feel bad about it. But I hope that someday we can all be together again. They were all so dear to me." Koyuki confessed. Dororo had exposed her secret wish.

Dororo smiled softly and held Koyuki's hand tighter. "Your wish is a very good one. I liked them all too." He agreed.

"Really? All of them?" Koyuki asked. She knew Dororo hadn't been there as long as her. She had always kind of assumed he was only super close to her.

"Yes. They were all quite kind. Well, except Shigure. I wasn't the biggest of fans of him." Dororo frowned for a moment at Koyuki's male ninja friend who had tried less than stellar methods to take Koyuki away and bring her into his own clan with him. That and the whole attacking Koyuki's friends despite that she didn't want him to hadn't flown very well by Dororo's moral code.

Koyuki looked a little confused why Dororo didn't like Shigure. "Shigure wasn't always like that… And I'm sure he's nicer now."

"Still don't like him very much." Dororo stubbornly said.

Saburo cued into a small discussion and possible argument. This was where he excelled. He slinked over to cause mischief.

"I think he's just jealous, Koyuki." Saburo teased having heard a little bit of their conversation.

Dororo crossed his arms and glared at Saburo. Saburo wasn't helping this conversation at all. "Jealousy is beneath me." He proclaimed.

Saburo snickered because he didn't really believe him.


Giroro meanwhile wasn't talking about anything too sappy. Instead he was trying to serve food to Natsumi and dish her up some meat onto her plate and some potatoes with chopsticks.

Come on, Giroro. The way to a pekoponian woman's heart is through their stomach is what I heard someone say. This must mean that they're impressed by chopstick skills! He smiled. Finally something he was better than his brother at!

Natsumi would never be capable for falling for Garuru now. Because Giroro had impressive chopstick skills on his side.

He started throwing the food around with his chopsticks and jumping in the air to catch it like a show.

"Umm...I have no idea what you're doing. But this isn't the weirdest thing I've seen you do so I don't think I should scold you." Natsumi decided. She just wanted food. Why'd he have to be like this?

The image of Giroro rainbow dancing came to her mind. She wondered if somebody had tricked him yet again into doing something weird or Giroro was just not really understanding human culture again.

She sighed. It wasn't a big deal anyway. As long as he doesn't start shooting at the food, it's fine. She wondered if perhaps her standards were lowering when it came to weirdness from the frogs.

"Anyway, here is your sweet potato and meat, madam." Giroro tried to be impressive.

"Thanks? But I was actually coming for more rice too." Natsumi said awkwardly.

"Uhhh...Natsumi...I honestly haven't practiced any rice tricks yet. Dororo knows how to catch a single grain of rice with his chopsticks but I don't...Yet. I'm sorry." Giroro apologized. He felt ashamed. He was a failure of a soldier.

So Dororo is at fault! Natsumi blamed. That was new. "It's all right. Chopstick tricks aren't really...that cool anyway."

Giroro fell to his knees. "NOT AGAIN!" Had he done another stupid thing to impress Natsumi that was in no way impressive?

Natsumi giggled. She had no idea what he was trying to do. "You'll learn eventually." She tried to assure him that he'd get human culture eventually and not humiliate himself.

Giroro just tried not to cry from the pity as Natsumi left to go talk to her father. Giroro eventually followed her as he sat by her and her father's side.

"So...You're also friends with an alien?" Haru was a little confused. "I never knew you were into the occult, Natsumi. You always kind of seemed bored by the stuff as a kid."

"No, no. I step on the stupid frog. We're not friends." Natsumi corrected. "I stop his invasion plans. I'm a warrior. The planet's defender. Not a friend."

"Yeah! You tell him, Natsumi. You're Pekopon's defender and a warrior of this planet. I'm proud to face you." Giroro clapped.

Natsumi glanced at him. "Well, I mean Giroro's my friend. But Giroro's cool. He's different than the other aliens."

Giroro blushed. "I'm cool? I'm different?"

"Yeah, he's got potatoes." Natsumi replied.

"What." Haru was so confused.

"...Is that all?" Giroro asked.

"I'm joking. Giroro's helped me a lot of times, so he's just kind of grown on me as a friend. He's nicer than the other aliens too. He actually listens. But I'm not friends with Giroro because he's an alien or I'm into the occult. I like Giroro as a person." Natsumi pointed out to her father, not wanting to be associated with an occult fan.

Giroro's eyes sparkled. She said she liked me as a person! "Yeah! And I like your daughter as a person! I mean, Natsumi's super cool, she's a good foe and she's super pretty I mean. You've got a very respectable daughter and I will be completely respectful and you are a fine father and I...I gotta go." Giroro was messing up in front of Haru.

Haru was so confused. "I feel like this is the Momoka incident all over again."

"Our children are...Very unique in their partners." Aki agreed.

Haru still didn't manage to get that Momoka or Giroro were in love with his children and that both were trying to impress him. He just shook his head not getting it at all.

Giroro meanwhile hid from Natsumi for a moment. He'd sit by her again soon.

Keroro, Kululu and Tamama had unfortunately seen his many disasters. As always.

"You're so lovesick." Keroro teased.

"Ku, ku, ku. That was absolutely pathetic. But the chopstick mess is going in the Giroro humiliates himself scrap book. I'm just surprised you got the idea from yourself and or Garuru instead of me or Keroro tricking you." Kululu was laughing on the floor with a camera.

Giroro growled. "For your information, I wouldn't screw myself over. Garuru was the one who gave me the romance advice." He cried a little inside. Perhaps his brother was as much of a fool as he was.

"Still you were stupid enough to take it." Tamama pointed out. "You're proof that lovesickness doesn't make you dumb, it's just how you carry yourself. After all I'm lovesick and I-"

"You're also stupid. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu pointed out. "I manage to sell you all sorts of dumb things to get rid of Mois that don't work."

"Wait, they don't work?" Tamama asked in shock. "No wonder she still comes around! You tricked me!"

"If you had a brain you would have realized if I had an invention to keep Mois out of somewhere I would have used it long ago." A tear slid down Kululu's cheek. "However I am forever doomed. And apparently you were too dumb to realize that."

Tamama was about to attack Kululu while Giroro was about to start shooting all of them, but Keroro cut him off.

"So...Are you ever going to tell Master Natsumi? That you like her I mean." Keroro asked. "I mean, isn't it getting time? You won't get anywhere if you don't tell her."

Giroro blushed. "I- I can't...And I mean, I don't! I don't like the enemy! Stop saying that. I'm not in love with her." He blushed and stormed off, forgetting he was going to attack anyone.

And they were safe another day.


Fuyuki watched his father and sister talk as he leaned against a wall with Keroro by his side. Fuyuki sighed after a moment, his facial expressions showing that he was truly content.

Keroro waited patiently for Fuyuki to speak. He didn't need to ramble about unnecessary things.

"I'm happy that you'll be staying on Earth for a super long time." Fuyuki confessed.

"Me too." Keroro agreed.

"I'm happy you're meeting my dad. You meeting my dad was something that only happened in dreams to me. I never thought it would really happen, but I'm glad it did." Fuyuki smiled. "I'm so glad. I mean I always wanted my two favorite people to meet!" He scooted closer. "Do you like him?"

Keroro winced at the two favorite people comment hoping that Momoka hadn't heard. He'd be gone if he was her competition. Fuyuki really had to appreciate his friendship with her better. "Y-yeah. Your dad is fine."

How can he be your favorite person when you never talked about him though? I mean you spend more time with Natsumi and Admiral Mama. Why aren't they your favorite? Had Haru been visiting a lot before the frogs had come. Those thoughts still drifted in his head.

Perhaps he just didn't understand it. He had always been gifted with a family that had always been together. Although sometimes his father was harsh, at least he saw him regularly.

"Yay!" Fuyuki hugged him. "I'm glad you're in my life, sarge." Fuyuki said again. "I know for sure that you and I and our friendship is going to last forever." It was a sacred promise to him.

Keroro smiled back.

Haru looked over at his son talking to his keronian friend, having heard Fuyuki's promise that he believed to be sacred. He moved over to the two a little worried for his son. "Fuyuki...Isn't that a little...Harmful?" He reminded.

"What do you mean?" Fuyuki asked.

"It's an unrealistic promise and I don't want you to get hurt. Don't get so attached to forever. I...I don't want you to be sad when things don't go your way." Haru told him.

"Sarge's and my friendship can't be ruined by anything though. It's true friendship." Fuyuki frowned.

"Yes, but someday the keronians need to go home to their own families." Haru reminded. "Focus on the happiness of now and not focusing on a far off forever that might not exist. After all, you want to be able to let them go so they can go home to their fathers as well." Haru reminded.

Fuyuki crossed his arms. He didn't want to act childish or say he didn't like that since his father was making a good point.

"I'm perfectly happy on Pekopon..." Keroro didn't really help the situation.

Haru shook his head. He wasn't helping.

"Well then..." Fuyuki thought about it after a moment. "If DK66 calls the sarge back home to Keron, I'll just go with him. Our friendship is a friendship that will last forever after all. And I always did want to go to space." He smiled. He really did intend to have a friendship with Keroro forever.

I...I want to be with you forever, Fuyuki. But Haru's right that you have a life here. It would be cruel to take you away from your family and Momoka. I have a life on Keron too. Keroro thought to himself. Why couldn't Fuyuki just focus on the now like he was? Live in the present.

Tamama pouted and glared at Fuyuki as he listened to his and Keroro's conversation. He sighed. "Maybe the real love rival I have to worry about is Fukki. He's digging his claws into my man."

"No...Nah...Fuyuki and Keroro? No..." Momoka just shook her head. She just couldn't picture it.

"He is closer to Mr. Sergeant than any other male though." Tamama pointed out. "That woman's the closest girl to Mr. Sergeant. Fukki's the closest guy. I'm not even in the equation!"

Momoka frowned. "Hey, I'm pretty irritated too that I wasn't in his three favorite people. Let's go over there and remind them we exist."

"How?" Tamama asked.

"The best way how." Momoka snapped her fingers. Paul came in through the open door in a black suit with a bunch of Nishizawa guards.

"We have the ice cream and balloon animals." Paul told her.

"Good job." Momoka nodded.

Nobody even batted an eyelash except Haru. "What...What is happening? Did a bunch of army guys just jump into our house? Why are they carrying balloons? Why are they carrying weapons? Why is nobody freaking out?"

"Oh honey, they're just the Nishizawa guards. This happens daily now." Aki waved her hand. "I didn't even notice them."

"But they were so loud!" Haru was just hectic.

"They're ice cream guns and balloon guns." Momoka explained as if that made the situation better. "This guard is trained in balloon animals. An alien. Stat!"

Haru just had his mouth open in shock at this weirdness as they went out the door just as quickly as they had arrived and the helicopters took them away.

Momoka smiled with the ice cream and balloons.

"Do you ever consider that maybe they'd remember us and pay more attention to us if we weren't so over the top and tried to seduce them like...normally?" Tamama asked.

"Nah." Momoka shrugged. "Presents are sure to work. And even if they don't, Fuyuki will smile!" She grinned. That was enough for her.

Tamama and Momoka walked over to Keroro and Fuyuki carrying a balloon in one hand and an ice cream cone in another. Tamama's ice cream cone had a red heart in sprinkles and the balloon had a gundam model on it and the words 'Be mine'. Momoka's ice cream cone was shaped like an alien along with her balloon.

"Here you go, Fuyuki." Momoka smiled. "I heard you talking with Keroro. I just wanted to give you a gift for inviting me. I hope we can be friends forever and together forever."

"You don't need to hope for something like that, Nishizawa." Fuyuki smiled. "Of course you'll always be my friend." He took the balloon and ice cream. "This is really cool! You're really great."

Keroro took his respective balloon and ice cream too. He didn't even notice the heart. "Oooh private! You're the best! You always know just what to give me!"

Tamama just looked at Momoka and groaned. They were absolutely the densest people he had ever met.

"Sometimes I wonder if it's a Hinata thing that's somehow passed onto Keroro due to proximity." Momoka decided. "The denseness I mean."

"Knowing Fukki's sister, I wouldn't be surprised." Tamama deadpanned. There were never anyone as dense as those three- Keroro, Fuyuki and Natsumi were at the top of the dense list.

Fuyuki and Keroro didn't even know what they were talking about. They just smiled and licked their ice cream.


Fuyuki continued laughing and smiling, mostly with Momoka and Keroro. Haru had given up trying to convince his son that forever wasn't realistic.

"You tried your best, but optimistic brats just always believe in abstract terms like forever." Kululu was watching him laugh and started to finally speak to Haru.

Haru was surprised that the yellow keronian was talking to him. He had been warned by literally everyone in his family that this alien was the worst and that Kululu was a jerk and a creep. "You talking to me…?"

"Might as well be. I was just agreeing that forever isn't realistic. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu shrugged. His laugh sent shivers down Haru's shoulders.

"How can I get Fuyuki to realize that though?" Haru sighed. He just wanted the best for his son.

"You don't really have anything to worry about though about Keroro. Likely we really will be on the planet for quite some time. It's just a fact." Kululu shrugged. "It'll take the Keron government a while for them to decide Keroro's incompetent and that this invasion isn't going anywhere. That it isn't a realistic goal and that they've gotten bored of it. Ku, ku, ku." He sighed in irritation. "I hate how fickle they are. But they'll get bored by this endless invasion eventually. But who knows how long that will be? So we'll be here a good long while."

Is he reassuring me? Haru wondered. Maybe he wasn't so bad. He was just about to thank Kululu or make conversation with him but then Kululu turned away from him completely to talk to someone else.

Apparently Kululu also got easily bored. And this conversation topic had just been a way to bridge into a different conversation. Haru was just a stepping stone and he had no actual interest in conversing with him.

"So with that in mind that we're all stuck here on Pekopon for a while until the Keron government eventually decides to jerk us around and bring us back home, what are you going to do? You have nothing to do with the Keron government?" Kululu was talking to Angol Mois, the blonde girl by his side.

Angol Mois shrugged.

"I mean are you going to stay? You going to stay on Pekopon to help Keroro out or do you have like important angolian stuff to do?" Kululu asked rather curiously.

"I don't really know. I'm in the clear for my duty at the current moment...I mean after that asteroid came to the planet and I got to destroy it, I was fulfilled in some way. Doesn't mean I still don't want to destroy this place but I'm guessing I'll have to wait." Angol Mois sighed.

Kululu pat her on the back like he related. "You'll get to destroy it eventually."

"Thanks! But ever since I woke up from that nap in my Angol Stone things have been renogitated. So I'm free to do whatever I want." Angol Mois smiled.

"So then...What is it you want to do?" Kululu asked. "How long are you planning to stay before you go home since you're obviously not as trapped as we are?" He sipped at his cup of water, avoiding eye contact as if he wasn't that interested in her answer. Clearly though if he was asking he was digging for information.

"Hmmm...I'm not sure yet. Haven't decided. Maybe as long as our pekoponian friends live? I mean that won't be too long and you know what I can do after the end of that..." She grinned to herself an almost evil smirk. She was clutching at a cell phone.

"Ku, ku, ku. Should have known." Kululu grinned. He nodded at Angol Mois but then thought for a moment, re-examining what she had said. "Hey, Mois."

"Yes?" Angol Mois asked.

"Do you ever find it….Odd?" Kululu finally put his thoughts in words.

She tilted her head.

"How short this planet's species lifespans are? I mean the primarily creature's- pekoponians' lifespan are only a max of 80 or 90 years. You're right that it won't be too long until they're all dead, and it's just...Odd considering the fact that literally everywhere else in the universe people have around a 40,000 year lifespan." Kululu pointed out.

"I don't have a 40,000 year lifespan, Kululu." Mois pointed out. "Your lifespans are all short to me."

Kululu frowned. "I know you can live for billions and billions of years. It's super cool and I am jealous. I know."

Angol Mois grinned.

"But like...I never really thought about it before, but it's really odd. It's the primary reason why Pekoponians aren't as advanced as other species because of their short lifespan. But what makes everything on this planet's lifespan so short? Is there some sort of poison?" Kululu asked mostly just hypothesizing and rambling to himself. "Did you ever wonder what was happening to the pekoponians?"

Haru hadn't been listening when Kululu ditched him, but he immediately started listening once the conversation got interesting. He scooted closer, although he had been warned about proximity with Kululu.

Kululu noticed this and glanced at him.

"Sorry, sorry." Haru apologized. "It's just...I was an occult researcher and was looking for mysteries and aliens all my life. And just aliens talking and seeing you...Gahhh! You're all so cool!" His eyes sparkled as he just looked at them like they were super cool. It wasn't like he was even fully listening. His eyes were just sparkling in that weird occult way Fuyuki got.

Kululu sighed. He's obnoxious. Can't he tell I was in the middle of a conversation? He went back to trying to talk to Mois. "Anyway..."

"And wow, I never imagined in my wildest dreams that aliens would need glasses...That's so cool. You're just like us in a way." Haru's eyes sparkled.

"Hey, Haru was it? Do you want to see my lab later. I have a lot of….Experiments I could show you?" Kululu said in a much too sinister voice. It was almost like he was implying Haru would be the experiment.

"Uhhh I'd like too but I've already heard five people warn me against that." Haru laughed nervously. "They said your lab was a place of darkness and misery and also crying children."

"If you know that much about me, why don't you buzz off?" Kululu asked. "Ku, ku, ku...Anyway..."

"It's just aliens are so cool, you know?" Haru continued talking.

Kululu cleared his throat to gather Mois's attention and completely ignored Haru. "Eyes over here. Just ignore him."

Angol Mois nodded. She was having another conversation after all. "I do find it odd, Kululu." She agreed. "I never really thought about it, because honestly..." She looked guilty.

"You didn't care about a species that is dead in your mind? Ku, ku, ku." Kululu suggested.

"Yeah." Angol Mois agreed. "But I'm sure there's a lot of chemical based theories for why their bodies and lifespans are different than yours and the rest of the universes. For example,-" She was about to get into chemistry.

Kululu was so happy that he had managed to ignore Haru and now they were in an important and intellectually stimulating conversation about bodies and chemicals. This was a much better conversation to have than about how cool keronians were.

"Hey wait, I have a question about alien things!" Haru cut Mois off, loudly talking before she could answer. "Like I want to know about your foods. Is it like the foods here?" He asked. "And is it a keronian thing to put curry on everything?" He pointed to Kululu's food.

Kululu sighed. Haru had managed to be loud enough and obnoxious enough to garner attention. Must be taking lessons from Keroro.

"He just likes curry." Angol Mois replied. "Anyway about the theories-"

"And what sort of alien are you, Miss? Are you a friend of my daughter's and son's too?" Haru asked. "Oooh what kind of food do you have on your planet? Also curry? Or do female keronians just take human form?"

Kululu frowned. Wait a minute...It's hard to ignore him because he's only started talking when we do. Is...Is he trying to change the subject? That was odd. And although Haru was trying to be subtle it was very obvious to Kululu.

Kululu turned to Haru. "What's your job?" He asked. Something about Haru was fishy and he needed to know why. Why had Haru tried to change the subject?
He needed to gather more information.

"Oh." Haru smiled, happy to talk to Kululu about himself. "I'm a scholar. A researcher. I explore mysterious locations and write down my findings. Kind of like what Fuyuki does on his blog."

"A scholar, huh?" Keroro had heard Haru across the room. He wasn't spending time talking to Fuyuki now and was kind of listening to Haru instead. He wanted to give Fuyuki some time to mingle with Momoka after all. He had clued in as soon as Fuyuki's name had been mentioned. "I wonder if Fuyuki decided to be into the occult because of you."

Haru smiled. "That would be every father's dreams to have his son follow in his footsteps….Or daughter. Natsumi's always welcome into the occult path."

"NO THANKS! I'M NOT A NERD!" Natsumi shouted.

"Nice one." Giroro high fived Natsumi.

"Yeah!" Natsumi grinned.

"If you're a scholar..." Kululu finally started to speak again to Haru.

Haru nodded, excited for what Kululu would say. If he had any more questions.

"Then aren't you supposed to be smart?" Kululu said jerkily. "Ku, ku, ku. Go away. You know you aren't wanted here."

Haru frowned. Keroro helped him away from Kululu. "Sorry, he's always a jerk." Keroro apologized.

But Haru didn't listen to Keroro.

Kululu sighed seeing that Haru was finally going away. He turned to Mois. "We can continue our discussion now that that bother is gone. You were saying some of your theories on the matter."

"Yeah, there are various reasons that an entire planet's lifespan could be so low. Sickness for one, -" Angol Mois was cut off yet again. She sighed in annoyance as like a cat Haru got between them.

"Sorry, I forgot my glass." Haru reached between them, very obviously interrupting.

Kululu narrowed his eyes. It was the first time Haru had physically tried to stop them from talking by getting in between them. And he was not just going to twiddle his thumbs and be silent. There was no reason to be polite.

"You're trying to change the subject aren't you? You know something. Or don't want us talking about this particular subject. I've got to admit you're rather interesting for a pekoponian. What do you know that we don't? Or that you don't want us to know. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu straight up called him out. "Are you even a pekoponian?"

"I'm...I'm sorry?" Haru asked. "I was asking another food related question to your friend. I didn't hear you." He had a pen and paper out writing down answers as he badgered Mois about alien foods yet again.

He's pretending he didn't hear me. Kululu realized.

"Do you like cooking?" Haru asked Mois.

"Ummm..I think Kululu wants to talk to you." Mois tried to point out. "But yes." She was so bad at not giving in and answering people.

Kululu sighed but continued watching Haru, narrowing his eyes at him. Yep, definitely suspicious. I don't know why it took me so long to be suspicious about the whole cliché of 'missing father comes back to his family after leaving to pursue his own desires, pretends he's never been gone.'

Kululu put his hand on Mois's tapping her and pointing over to the corner so they could move away from Haru to continue talking.

Mois nodded and sneaked away while Haru rambled. "Okay. Hopefully he doesn't interrupt this time."

"Something's really suspicious about him. But maybe he really is just an idiot who's self-centered around himself. I mean there's nothing suspicious about Keroro and he does the same when we're talking about literally anything of scientific importance. Ku." Kululu said in annoyance. "Now, the rest of your theories."

"So there's sickness, chemicals like a poison,-" Angol Mois didn't even have time to sigh. Haru was back and he was there to interrupt.

"Hey, hey." Haru greeted rather obnoxiously.

Kululu elected to just ignore him.

"And then there's,-" Mois tried to continue.

"Are you guys dating?" Haru asked.

For some reason that's what garnered a response from Kululu. "W-what? Why would you ask that of all things?" Kululu asked. "We're not-"

Haru didn't listen. "That's just so cool! I guess you're one example of out-of-species. I wonder what your kids would look like? Can cross-breeding even work between your two species? What are the different dating customs and barriers you've run into?" Haru asked just way too many questions.

Angol Mois was just bright red. Unfortunately she fell for the subject change way worse than Kululu did and got way more embarrassed than he did about any implication. "We're not! Me and Kululu aren't dating! I don't know where'd you get that idea and please stop asking these things and that's just so weird and I don't know what you're talking about." Angol Mois pleaded, her voice raising to be a little more loud.

"Mois..Mois, it's fine. Umm...You don't have to shout." Kululu sighed, knowing he should have probably known Mois would be more distracted by this change of subject than anything else. He also kind of didn't want her being so loud and getting everybody else's attention.

"Kululu's just a friend and a good pal! He's just a super good friend." Angol Mois just continuously shook her hands and waved her hands, her face bright red.

Kululu just sighed going silent. Sure, he might have been caught off guard but he wasn't reacting nearly as bad as Mois was. She just always got distracted from mainstream conversations by literally anything, especially topics that might be considered embarrassing to some.

"If you're looking for an out-of-species relationship, go ask your daughter questions." Kululu teased.

Haru's face went to full confusion. What did Kululu mean by that?

"I don't know why you're all embarrassed, but don't listen to Haru. He's just obviously trying to cause trouble." Kululu advised trying to calm Mois down. Geez, Mois. You're really not helping being all panicky. Now he's going to think that subject will work. Honestly he wasn't sure why she was so embarrassed and panicky. Maybe that was just the way Mois was.

Mois nodded taking Kululu's advice. Luckily, Kululu's words had managed to get Haru to leave as well.

"I apologize, but...Umm...I think I need to go check on my daughter." Haru looked like he was terrified to walk over and see Natsumi smooching some sort of alien.

"Ku, ku, ku. You go do that, you weirdo." Kululu was glad to finally be rid of him as Haru bolted, screaming Natsumi's name dramatically.

Got to make a mental note to learn more about him. He might act like an idiot, but there's definitely something he's hiding. Kululu decided more focused on Haru than anything else at the moment.

He waited for Haru to be fully distracted and for him to be in the clear to check back with Keroro to see if he was thinking the same thing he was.


It took a while for the party to end. But when it did, eventually Aki forced the frogs to clean up after everybody as the humans went off to say good-bye to each other.

Keroro didn't seem to mind cleaning up, although Giroro and Tamama complained a little bit more than the others. Dororo bopped both of their heads to remind them to be polite.

"Captain." Kululu walked over to Keroro when the humans were no longer around and within ear-shot. "I saw that you were watching Haru and I talk at one point. Did you continue paying attention?" Kululu asked.

Keroro turned pale. "Which answer are you looking for...Yes or no? Which answer is the least painful?" He asked a little frightened.

"The truth." Kululu replied. "I'm just curious if you were listening to Haru."

Keroro hesitantly nodded. "It was kind of hard to not be listening. He certainly drew everybody's attention."

I know. That's exactly my point. Kululu's lips curled in a smile. "Ku, ku, ku. Good. So you know what was going on. Did you notice what Haru was doing?" He was curious to see if his platoon captain had drawn the same conclusions that he had that Haru was trying to change the subject.

After all Kululu could only do so much on his own. Keroro was the captain and directed where the platoon went.

"Ummm..." Now Keroro was drawing a blank. "During the conversation?" Man I hate quizzes!

"Yes." Kululu nodded.

Keroro blinked blankly obviously confused. "Can I...Have more information? Which part of the conversation are you referring to?"

"All of it. All of what Haru said and did would draw you to this conclusion." Kululu knew Keroro was an idiot, but he still tried to prod some sort of response to Keroro. Perhaps Keroro would draw the same conclusions as him if he tried to remind and hint Keroro of Haru's actions?

Keroro blinked. Eventually he finally answered slowly as if he knew what Kululu was trying to say. "...Are you and Mois really dating?"

Kululu face palmed. This was not what he wanted Keroro to focus on in the conversation. He just made an annoyed sighing sound. "Captain, you're getting side-tracked-"

"I mean I guess I'm okay with it. I don't really have a choice do I? If she fully decided that that's what she wants I kind of have to support it...I mean I don't want to risk your anger." Keroro decided.

"I shouldn't have asked an idiot!" Kululu threw up his hands in defeat. He spun around to storm off that Keroro was focusing on the wrong thing. Before he left to ditch clean up he glared at Keroro though, deciding to just tell him.

"There's something more to Haru than meets the eye." He warned. "There's something looming in our future. I don't know what it is but this is no time to celebrate." Kululu's voice was heavy with how serious the subject matter was. He truly was warning Keroro. "This isn't the end. Something is going to happen, I feel it."

Keroro was momentarily caught off guard by how serious Kululu's voice was. He fell over briefly onto his butt in shock. "I...I don't understand." Keroro admitted. "Is this still about you and Mois dating? It has to be, right? Because that's what Haru was talking about? Is that the danger?"

"Augh!" Kululu made a sound of irritation at just how stupid Keroro was. "I'll only tell you this once, because once should be enough to get it through your dumb mind. We're not dating."

"Okay...That's good, because I was kind of lying about supporting you. I mean I'd only support it if I didn't have a choice." Keroro sighed in relief.

Kululu glared at him irritated that Keroro wasn't listening to him about Haru and was only focusing on what he wanted to focus on. "Come on, Mois. Let's go back to the lab."

Angol Mois nodded having finished her part of the clean up. She stood up and Kululu took her hand. He then turned around and gave a sinister grin to Keroro and walked away to the lab hand in hand with Mois.

Hey! He just did that to be a jerk to me! Keroro realized.

Still he stared at them go rather blankly. He still felt Kululu's warnings loom heavily in the air. And momentarily he wondered what he should be worrying about.

Should he be worried for the future? Should he be worried for a forever that might not exist with Fuyuki? Should he be worried about Haru? Or should he be worried about the one thing that could probably handle her own life- Mois and her growing relationship with Kululu?

I'm going to worry about Mois. After all, I wouldn't want to be in her shoes. Keroro decided to worry about the one person he probably had no reason to worry about in this situation and imaginary problems that didn't exist.

He didn't know that he was making a mistake and focusing on the wrong thing.


Let's see things that were referencing. One of the last episodes with DK66 of course. The Garuru platoon arc was referenced as well. The last episode where Haru returns...Angol Mois was referencing volume 14 with the meteor that woke her up. Shigure was in episode 209

Also for those who do not know, Garuru can not use chopsticks.

I'm sorry if the chapter was too long! Tell me if it was but I wanted all the characters to have time to do things. If you had written this chapter how would you have split it up? Would you make it one chapter or two?

Also as you know now this story will focus mostly on the Flyians a creature that the keronians have been hunting down who they suspect are hiding on Pekopon. Obviously the Keroro platoon will get involved in this.

Please review.