"Pupupuuu and that is how I shall have my revenge!" Tororo's tail wagged and he looked so sure of himself, Zoruru couldn't help but laugh. The tadpole's smile was quickly replaced with a scowl. "Laugh all you want scraps, this will work." "Oh sure, sure" he smirked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. With a glare and a huff, Tororo turned and stormed away from the cyborg.
~ At the nurse's office
"I'm sure the old lady will help me out with this. She always sees reason." Tororo stuck his head through the doorway. "Hey Pururu, can we talk?" "Sure thing, Tororo, what do you need?" being allowed entrance to the room, he slowly meandered to a particularly comfortable looking chair. "I've got a plan to bet the old man and- oh uggh" in record time he was out the door, past the hall, and into the safety of his lab, gasping for air. 'Never again' he thought. Shuddering he began the slow, horrendous process of trying to erase the image of Garuru and Pururu making out
~ At the lab
"What does that pile of junk know anyway? If all goes to plan…. Kururu will be at my feet begging for mercy!" the tadpole mumbled under his breath, while busying himself with an invention of his own design. "Tororooo, hey Tororooo!" Taruru yelled elongating the o's on his name. Tororo groaned aloud, which, surprisingly, went unheard by Taruru. "Hey Tororo!" with a loud thump he was on the ground, Taruru having tackled him playfully. "Ohhh, Tororo are you ok? He asked poking the tadpole with his foot when he didn't get up. 'Maybe, if I stay here, he'll go away' after a few minutes of quiet he lifted his head. Turning this way and that, there was no sign of the blue menace. 'He's gone!' Tororo thought in disbelief. "Tororo! You're not dead! Oh Garuru would've killed me if I killed you!"