"N-NO! PLEASE NO! I HAVE A FAMILY!" The male under him cries out.

The upper male just smirks. His white skin glistens in the luminous light. Red eyes darts down to the shivering adult Keronian threateningly. The white male knows the police and Guardians will be here soon, so he has to skip the fun part and finish the job.

The one that posted the bounty for exactly 100,000 Cosmic dollars specifically asked, ever so kindly, that the man will be hanged with his own guts at the school house.

The killer's thoughts are abruptly shot down by the screams of the male. He glares harshly as he uses the bloody knife in his hand to cut deeply below his stomach. An ear-splitting scream echoes throughout the old school house. Blood sprays all over the now red coated white male and the little desks behind him. After dragging the guts out and making a makeshift noose, the red male hangs the bounty.

Sirens.

"Wooh, just enough time." The red male says sarcastically to himself. "Well Keroro, you certainly did awesome today." He quickly slices his hands and cheek to make himself look like a victim. He puts the gloves on the dead man and lies on the ground, crying. "HELP!" He screams out.

The doors burst open. Guns on him. Keroro keeps his cool and continued crying. He makes some unintelligible words. Three figures appear in front of Keroro then speak to the police. But one of them continues staring at him.

Ashely

Oh how he LOATHES Ashely.

The human brunette girl is only nineteen. Her left eye is covered with a medical patch. Long curly hair is tied into a high pony tail. She wears a white blue top dress that only goes down to her knees. Black mary janes give her a little height. How he wishes he could rip that purple eyeball out of her skull.

"I don't trust you.." Ashely states blandly.

"You don't have to..." He hisses under his breath.

After a couple of questions, he is let go. Keroro immediately runs off into the woods.

He finds a water hole and jumps in to get himself cleaned of the body makeup and blood. A flash of light appears then he feels a presense. He turns around and gets handcuffed to something. No... someone.. That one purple eye glares at him... He charges his hand towards it, but it gets thrown back by hers.

"You're under arrest."

Keroro's breath hitches. "You don't have proof, Miss. Tenson..."

Ashely holds up her phone, revealing a picture of him cleaning off the blood and makeup.

"The killer painted me so I would take the fall!" He defends

Her blank expression doesn't seem to change, and it starts to make him mad. Keroro waits patiently for her to take her sweet time.

"Then I'll stay with you until I find continued evidence." Ashely tugs on her side of the handcuff.

Keroro starts to panic. "B-But I don't want some Pekoponian living in my house!" He cries out like a whiny brat.

"Who says I have to be seen?" A sly grin appears on her face.

"...Fine" Why not? Ashely's just going to follow him anyway.

She uncuffs and holds up her wrist, which has a wrist-band with a screen on it. She activates it. "Only you can see me. It's like how your cap can turn you invisable."

"I could've just ran away." Keroro spoke up.

"Then that meant you are the culprit." Ashely states

"You take your job as a Galaxy Defender way to seriously, Miss. Tenson.." He wipes the sweat off his forehead. "What makes you even WANT to stay with me?"

Ashely doesn't answer. She gives him a light tug. "Take me to your house."

Keroro takes her hand off. "Answer my question first.. Then I'll take you."

She stands up straight and evens out her slightly dirt covered dress. "Mr. Keroro, you said you didn't commit the murder of Jokuku Venez... You realize who he is?"

He is silent. Is he just a school teacher..? Something mediocre possibly...

"He is the husband of Hailala Venez," Ashely hisses, "Cold hearted killers. Chances are Hailala doesn't murder you if you killed him or not."

Oh god

B-but Hailala WILL understand! J-Jokuku simply had body paint on! He was off doing one of his murder sprees and he just so happens to be the bounty... Oh god he hopes so...

"The funeral is thursday," Ashely begins to walk away, "Three. By that time, that's when I'm going to follow you.."

Keroro clenches his hands. Didn't she just say she wanted to see his home? Why does he even care if she's walking away right now, knowing he has two days left of his own

freedom?