Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated to TheCupcakeNerd, a.k.a. Specialist Danana for being the first reader of this fanfic and helping with its creation!

And now I will respond to the reviews!

TheCupcakeNerd: Hi Danielle! I'll get right on that. I kept forgetting... :D

Chuuriri: You're reading it!

DAW: Don't worry, I won't turn off anonymous reviews. I think that everyone should be able to tell me how they feel, whether they have an account or not! :) Thank you for asking about how I spell Kululu's name! It is partially because I watched the English dub first. But that isn't the only reason. If you watch episode 101 on YouTube, you will see that they spell his name, in English, on a computer screen in Tororo's techie den and they spell it with Ls! (It's near the end of the episode, when Kululu is beating Tororo in a nerd battle.) :3

VictoriaFirewraith: Thanks! I'm glad you like it!

Sergeant Major Rororo presents:

Invading the Invaders Continued! (De arimasu!)

*Third Person POV-Omniscent*

N: Now... Where did we leave off?

RMe: I think Rororo was ringing the doorbell.

N: Ohhhh, that was it. It's been so long since you updated that I forgot.

RMe: Well, it wasn't my fault that I got in trouble for writing FanFiction late at night and had my iPod (Which I type my stories on.) taken away... Oh, wait... It is... -_-'

Rororo rang the doorbell and went over the story in her head. No one answered at first, so she rang it again, waited, and rang it a third time. Then they all heard a loud yell of, "I'm coming! Okay, already!"

A girl came to the door. She had pink hair and wore an apron with flour all over it. Brandishing a spoon like it was a deadly weapon, she suddenly realized that the visitors were just some girls her age (Except for Sariri and Teruru who were adults) and composed herself. "Um, hi?" she said, as if it was a question.

"Forgive me," Rororo said, "My name is Ro- ah, Rose. These are my friends...Mikki, Sara, Terri, and..."

Rororo paused. She couldn't think of a name for Fumumu! She was having a complete mental freak out when Fumumu came to her rescue. x_x -_-'

"I'm Fumi," she said with a small smile. Rororo had never been too good under pressure.

"Yeah," Rororo said for no reason other than to fill the sudden silence. "My friends and I are here to speak with Fuyuki. We have some very important news for him."

The girl was shocked. Large groups of girls didn't ever come knocking at the front door looking for her brother.

RMe: I know, the names I gave the characters were sooo not Japanese. Except Fumi kind of sounded like it. (It's probably not actual Japanese, though.) Rororo is called Rose after me, of course, though most people call me Rosie as you can tell from my name on here. ^_^

•_• She looked at them blankly for a moment and smiled, confused. "Um, of course you can see him. Follow me. I'm Natsumi, by the way."

Natsumi almost laughed to herself. No girl in her right mind had ever wanted to speak to her brother.

N: Momoka was exempted from the "in her right mind" category, naturally.

Natsumi thought, iWell, no one but an alien of course. -_-' :D

She was suddenly very suspicious. + -_-

N: The little plus sign to the left of that face is supposed to symbolize that pulsing vein anger thingy.

Natsumi led them inside, past a blonde and a blue haired girl sitting on the couch. The blonde turned around and saw the newcomers.

"Who are you guys?"

Rororo knew right away that this was no human girl. She was an Angol.

Anyone else would have seen no difference, her Pekoponian appearance was very convincing. But, as a master of disguise like Pistachio, she could acutely notice the small differences.

RMe: To anyone who got that movie reference, I give an invisible, virtual nonexistent cookie and a metaphorical high five. Enjoy!

"We were just looking for Fuyuki," Rororo answered, hoping that the Angol wouldn't see through her Pekoponian guise also.

Not being a particularly bright Angol, Mois didn't notice a thing and was content with this answer.

Now the blue haired one turned and Rororo couldn't help but notice that the parts of the girl's hair that stuck out at the sides had gotten dangerously sharp looking. "You're looking for Fuyuki? What do you want with my lov- I mean, him?"

Momoka was worried/annoyed/murderous. Five girls were here to see her Fuyuki? They were pretty, too! How dare they step into her territory? Oh SNAP!

Seething with rage, but determined to keep her alternate persona hidden, Momoka graciously offered to bring the incognito platoon to Fuyuki.

This way, I'll be able to keep a watch on them! She thought.


Seeing that Momoka had taken over, Natsumi reluctantly went back to cooking. If those girls were aliens, they were so going to get it. There were already too many in her house.

The platoon plus one bipolar biped knocked on Fuyuki's door.

"You have some visitors, darli- I mean, Fuyuki!" Momoka called, "And just so you know, they're nowhere near as pretty as I am!"

N: Oh, Momoka. You bundle of insecurities...

Momoka looked at the ceiling. "Shut up you stupid Narrator! We don't need your commentary!"

N: Actually, you do. I'm kind of the one telling the story...

"Yeah, well, now the 4th wall has to be rebuilt again. Didn't RosieMe tell you to break the wall with dignity in the first chapter? Insulting people isn't very dignified." +-_-

N: You honestly want to go there? Who told you that you were in charge of wall-breaking etiquette? I should just-

Rororo facepalmed. "Let's just get on with this story, okay? The wall has suffered enough today."

Momoka turned toward her. "You know the Narrator?"

Rororo smiled. "Yeah, we're pretty tight."

N: *rolls eyes* Please, no. Don't go all gangster on us. You really can't pull it off...

RMe: AUTHOR INTERVENTION TIME: Get back on task before my readers stop caring, please. Here we go:

Momoka knocked again and heard a whole lot of thumping and muffled shouts of, "Sarge, hide!" and, "But, but, my GUNDAM MODEL ISN'T DONE!"

The platoon didn't notice.

Then Fuyuki opened the door and smiled nervously. "Um, what can I do for you?" ^_^'

"Hello, Fuyuki," Rororo said, "I'm Rose. We have to talk to you in private, if you don't mind."

"Um, sure, I guess." The platoon stepped into his room, effectively closing and locking the door before Momoka could enter.

"So..." Fuyuki sat on his bed, "What can I do for you?"

Rororo whispered, "Go!" and the five of them tackled Fuyuki while stepping over the Gundam Model pieces strewn across the room.

Because of Fuyuki's lack of strength, it wasn't hard, and they had him pinned to the floor in seconds.

"Don't hurt me!" he squealed, "I'm fragile!"

"We aren't going to hurt you," said Sariri, who was, ironically, pointing a gun at the poor kid.

"Just cooperate for us, and there will be no need," Rororo informed him, "What we need to know, is where the KeroBall is hidden."

Fuyuki's brain went into overdrive. How did they know? Were the "men in black" on their way? Sarge would be taken away and tested on!

"I won't tell you anything!" he yelled, "You'll never take Sarge away from us!"

From inside the closet, Keroro smiled to himself. Good old Fuyuki would take care of the intruders so he didn't have to. He settled down in the clothes and took a nap.

Fuyuki yelled so loud, in fact, that Natsumi heard and came knocking on the door.

"You had better not be aliens!" She yelled as she pounded.

And, to make things even better, Giroro heard Natsumi yell and came running to her aid in a fiery love-struck rage. "Natsumi! Are you okay?" he asked.

"No, I'm obviously not okay, since I'm banging on this locked door!"

"Oh." Then he whipped out his guns and shot the door open to see Rororo and her comrades holding Fuyuki down.

As Giroro was about to shoot, Kululu strolled in carrying a gun of his own and everyone turned to him.

"My security systems went down, and you thought I wouldn't notice? Kuku, I guess they don't train technical experts like they used to," he said calmly, "Luckily, I have extra securities installed everywhere in the house. I knew from the moment the five of you stepped onto the property that you were no average Pekoponians. I didn't do anything until now partially because I was finishing my fifth plate of curry this afternoon and also because I like to cause trouble. Sergeant Major Rororo, I presume? Kuku."

And then he shot the gun and the Rororo platoon were instantly knocked out.

N: Ooh, cliffhanger... You'll have to wait until the next chapter, Captured, to read more!

RMe: Also, don't miss my weird crossover oneshot of Dororo talking over his problems with Dr. Sweets from Bones! (Also, I hope that everyone had a great Christmas!) ^_^