Taruru's Finest Moment

by kittycalgirl

Everyone is doing their own thing. Except Taruru, who's really bored. God help anyone who reads this. I might have already posted this story; I accidently made a mistake I'm fairly certain but not sure.

I don't own sgt. Frog or the characters

It was a day like any other. Pururu was in her office cleaning her medical supplies; Tororo was in his lab tinkering with his trinkets and such. Garuru had his pistol out, and was in the zone. Taruru was who knows where. But none of that mattered now. Zoruru was meditating, and all was quiet in his, nice, warm, comfortable nature- themed room. Nobody knew of this of course. He had a reputation to keep. But suddenly, out came… wouldn't you know it, it was Taruru. "Hey Zoruru, hey Zoruru, hey Zoruru, hey Zoruru, hey Zoruru, hey Zoruru, hey Zoru-" "WHAT!?" The half robot screamed, veins popping on the organic side of his head. "Why does a gorilla have big nostrils? Because they have big fingers!" Taruru smiled, waved and ran out of the room, leaving Zoruru standing in an awkward silence.