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Saturday 3:23 pm
Natsumi was walking home. She had gone Grocery shopping for dinner tonight. She bought ingredients for hamburgers and other things. Keroro had done well for the past few weeks, so Natsumi decided to cook one of his favorite dishes.
She waited for the crosswalk light to turn green. She rummaged through her bag, looking for an apple she can snack on. Taking one out of the bag, she took a bite.
The light turned green.
Natsumi was one of the last to start crossing. She had five more seconds to get to the other side.
She didn't see him. He didn't see her for he was too drunk.
Everyone turned their heads to the sound of the crash. A green apple with one bite rolls to the other side. The sound of sirens comes from the distance.
Saturday 4:30 pm
*ring*ring*
"Hello, Hinata residence?" Said Fuyuki, answering the phone
"Is this…Fuyuki Hinata?" said a voice on the other side.
"Yes," He replied, nobody ever has called him before, except for Momoka.
"I'm Doctor Victoria, and I'm calling about your sister, Natsumi," Dr. Victoria said
"Doctor? My Sister?"
Fuyuki stared at the wall, as the doctor told him the news, "t-thank you," He hanged up slowly, trying to stop the tears coming to his eyes. He turned around, "Sarge!"
Minutes later, Keroro and Fuyuki were on his hover board headed to the hospital. Giroro looked up, he heard Fuyuki call out for Keroro, and he just didn't understand why he looked sad.
Saturday 4:56 pm
Fuyuki entered the hospital's revolving doors, followed by an invisible Keroro. Keroro didn't understand why Fuyuki asked him to take him to the hospital. He'll know soon.
"Uh excuse me, I need the room number for Natsumi Hinata," his voice cracked a bit.
Wait, Natsumi?! Did something happen to her? Thought Keroro
"Natsumi Hinata?" the nurse at the desk looked though her papers, "Ah, her room is on the seventh floor, room number is seven hundred and twenty-three,"
Fuyuki ran to the nearest elevator, with Keroro in tow. He pressed the 7th floor button. Starting their slow trip up.
The doors open on the seventh floor, and counting the doors, Fuyuki reached the door with Natsumi's name. As he reached the doorknob, it started to turn. The door opened in front of Fuyuki and a nurse came out.
"Are you here for Mrs. Hinata?" she asked
"Yes," he replied, trying to look around her into the room
"Are you, by any chance, Fuyuki?" Keroro, being invisible and all, was able to slip past the nurse
"Uh, yes,"
"This note is for you," she hands Fuyuki a note, after giving him a sad glance, she walked off. Fuyuki watched the nurse disappearing in another room. He glanced at the note, it was folded in half. He opened it slowly; he didn't get a chance to read when he heard Keroro calling his name.
He walked into the room and braces himself for the sight he may see. There lying on a hospital bed was Natsumi. Her eyes closed, machines beeped, Fuyuki reached for her hand. It was cold.
"What could have done this to Natsumi? She's the one of the strongest Pekoponian I know," Keroro said, standing on top of a chair.
"The doctor said it was a drunk driver," Fuyuki said
"Drunk driver?" Keroro asked
"A person who…Drinks too much alcohol, and then drives," Fuyuki sat in the other chair by the bed, "Alcohol and make people do crazy things, and Natsumi, I guess was at the wrong place at the wrong time"
Keroro looked from Fuyuki to Natsumi, "So when will she wake up?"
"Don't know, she is in a coma, but the doctor did say she awoke, but went back into the coma," Fuyuki remembered the note, "The note," he unfolded it and read the words that were upon it.
"Well what does it say?" Keroro jumped over the bed, and looked over Fuyuki's shoulder, " 'Fuyuki, Help stuck in…dreamland? Natsumi,' "
"Dreamland?" Fuyuki stared at the note
"Hmm, we may need the help of Kululu," Keroro said hopping down to the floor.
"Yes, I'll stay here,"
Saturday 5:23 PM
"Alright Platoon! Listen up!" Keroro stared down at the other four frogs, "We got an important mission to do!"
"Yea? Is it buying more Gundam models for you?" Giroro said as he continued to polish his gun.
"No Corporal, We're going to save Natsumi," as he said this, a giant blown up picture of Natsumi in a hospital bed came down and he pointed at it.
"Natsumi?!" Giroro yelped
"She looks seriously injured, what happened?" Dororo asks
"Fuyuki told me it was a drunk driver," Keroro explained.
"Whats a drunk dri-" Tamama was about to say when he was interrupted by Giroro.
"I'll kill whoever hurt Natsumi," Giroro jumped atop of his desk, flames dancing around him.
Keroro turned to Kululu, "Kululu, do have anything that can go into the mind, or perhaps dreams?"
"Yes, I have the mind transfer machine, Kukukuku, why?"
"Natsumi asked us to help her," responded Keroro
"How are we going to help her?" asked Tamama
"I'll tell you on the way, now pack up, we're on our way to the hospital!" Keroro said as he did a striking pose.