Tamama and Kululu bet on who could get who to confess to their love first. Momoka for Fuyuki, or Giroro to Natsumi. The challenge was on.


Kululu Presents: The truth is out, de arimasu

While Tamama was getting his plan to use on Momoka ready for action, Kululu was working on a special new weapon to use on Giroro that he knew for sure would work. After working extra hard all day, Kululu had finally finished his new invention. The 'To Tell You The Truth' gun. One shot, and the subject would instantly start telling secrets that they keep hidden inside uncontrollably.

"Kukukuku! This should work fine." he said as he picked up the gun and walked over to Giroro's tent.

Giroro was sitting by his fire, roasting a couple of sweet potatoes that he promised Natsumi when she got home, his cat purring beside him. She was almost here, so he had to hurry. He was concentrating only the fire when he heard his cat suddenly make a hissing sound.

"What's wrong with you?" Giroro asked her, but she kept hissing. Giroro heard a familiar voice say call him from behind where he was sitting.

"Hey, Corporal!" Kululu said. Giroro sighed when he heard who it was.

'Oh, great!' Giroro thought. His cat ran off into the bushes to get away from the yellow freak.

"HEY, CORPORAL!" Kululu yelled again.

"WHAT?" Giroro shouted back as he turned to face Kululu.

"CLICKY!" Kululu yelled before Giroro could react. A beam of blue light fired out of a giant blue gun he was pointing at Giroro, who felt an electric shock go through his body when the beam struck him head on. He screamed in pain for a few seconds before falling forward into the ground.

When he pulled himself back up after the shock, he saw Kululu looking down at him with a big grin of his face. "So...how do you feel?" Kululu asked.

"KULULU!" Giroro yelled out of anger. "KULULU! I'VE ALWAYS LIKED YOUR GLASSES!"

Giroro froze at what he just said. Kululu blushed a little as he placed his hands on his cheeks. "Oh, do you really mean that?" he asked in a sweet voice.

"N-NO! That's not what I meant to say! I meant to say...I think you're pretty cool!" he yelled, shocked again by the words that came out of his mouth.

"Hmm, I guess the gun's effect works after all. Excellent." Kululu said. Giroro covered his mouth, trying to not say anything else, but words just kept flying out uncontrollably.

"KULULU, I REALLY LIKE YOUR CURRY! I THINK YOU'D BE A BETTER LEADER FOR OUR PLATOON! I THINK...AHHHHH!" he screamed, trying to stop himself from talking.

'What's wrong with me? What did that freak do?' he thought. Fuyuki walked by, returning home from school.

"Hey, Giroro." Fuyuki said.

"FUYUKI, I NO LONGER CONSIDER YOU OR YOUR FAMILY AS THE ENEMY!" Giroro blurred out. Fuyuki stood still and looked at him for a few seconds.

"Oh, well...thank you." Fuyuki said with a confused tone. He walked into the house, still weirded out by Giroro's words. Giroro stared at the boy as he walked away, with his eyes open wide and his jaw touching the floor.

"KUKUKUKU! Now for the best part." Kululu said. "Oh, Natsumi!" he shouted, making Giroro's face turned red. He ran over and grabbed Kululu by the neck.

"WHY YOU LITTLE FREA..." Giroro tried to finish, when a certain someone opened the back door.

"Giroro, I'm home. I expect those sweet potatoes are ready?" Natsumi said, making Giroro look up at her with a burning red face.

"NATSUMI, I L..." he shouted before letting go of Kululu and covering his mouth as tight as he could. Kululu ran off into the bushes, dropped his gun and pulled out his camera.

"Kukukuku! This should be good." he said as he started taping.

Giroro was kneeling down on the ground, a million drops of sweat running down from his head. He was covering his mouth as tight as he could, trying not to say anything.

"Giroro? Are you alright?" Natsumi asked. She walked over and put her hand on his shoulder. The amount of sweat and redness on Giroro's face grew twice as much when she did that. It was getting harder and harder to keep his mouth shut. He was about to run out of air. He couldn't take it any longer. He removed his hands from his mouth and took in a deep breathe.

"Giroro! What the heck's wrong with you?" she asked again.

"NATSUMI! NATSUMI, I...I L...I LOOOOOOOOVE..." he struggle to keep himself from saying it, but the force pushing against him was too strong. Kululu laughed in the bushes with his camera in hand.

"KUKUKUKU! Here it comes!" he said.

He suddenly heard the sound of a gun cocking come from behind him. He turned around. It was Giroro's cat...holding his 'To Tell You The Truth' gun in her paws and pointing it at Kululu.

"MEOW!" the cat shouted as she tugged on the trigger, firing the gun.

"NYAAAAAAA!" Kululu screamed as the beam hit him head on, creating a giant blue light in the bushes, which caught Giroro and Natsumi's attention.

"What the?" Natsumi yelled before the blue light disappeared, and a broken glasses wearing Kululu stumbled out of the bushes where the light had come from. He looked up and Giroro and Natsumi.

"GIRORO, SOMETIMES I FEEL BAD FOR THE THINGS I DO TO YOU! NATSUMI, I REALLY LIKE YOUR HAIR! GIRORO, I THINK I MIGHT HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU! NATSUMI, YOU AND I HAVE THE SAME FAVORITE COLOR, WHICH IS PINK!" Kululu screamed to them both.

Natsumi and Giroro stared blankly at Kululu, unable to think of words to say back. Kululu covered his mouth and ran away crying.

"NYAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!" he cried as he disappeared behind the house. Giroro and Natsumi couldn't even...they couldn't...they...

"What...just...?" Natsumi said while Giroro's cat sneaked up behind Giroro with the gun, pointed it at him, and fired it again.

After the gun was fired, Giroro felt normal again. He didn't shout secrets out anymore. He sighed with relief and turned around, where he saw his cat smiling at him with the gun his her paws.

"Meooooow" the cat said, making Giroro walk over and pet her.

"Thanks, kitty. I owe you one." he said.

"G-Giroro?" Natsumi asked. Giroro turned to face her again, able to talk normally again.

"Sorry about that. Welcome home, Natsumi. I believe you said something about sweet potatoes." he told her, making her give a confused face, which eventually turned into a smile.

"Well, that's better!" she said, looking to the fire. There was a jumble of sticks surrounding the fire, with a burnt up sweet potato on the end of each one. "Uhh, are those them?" Natsumi said as she pointed towards the potatoes. Giroro panicked when he saw them burning. He ran over to the fire and tried to save them, but they were already pitch black. He through the potatoes to the side.

"I-I'm sorry! Kululu distracted me! I'll make some new ones!" he yelled, grabbing a bag of them and pulling out as many new potatoes as he could. Natsumi laughed.

"Don't worry about it. I'll come back tomorrow." she said as she turned around and walked back to the door. Giroro looked mysteriously at Natsumi as she opened the door. She stopped and turned to him again.

"But...I expect to see potatoes that are even better than today's waiting for me! You got that?" she said to Giroro, still smiling.

"Uh, y-yeah." Giroro said. Natsumi giggled a bit before walking in and closing the door behind her. Giroro wiped the sweat from his forehead, trying to calm down.

"That was a close one!" he said as his cat rubbed up against his leg. He leaned down and petted her softly.

'I'm sorry our moment was ruined by that idiot Kululu, my love. I promise, I WILL tell you...tomorrow." he thought.


Tamama Presents: Toxic Love, de arimasu

After Kululu's first failed attempt, Tamama was already executing his first plan to use on Momoka. He personally invited Fuyuki to stay at Momoka's tonight so they could do homework together. His plan was to wait until they were in Momoka's room alone, activate the house's lock down system, and keep them stuck in her room together for the whole night. Momoka will definitely confess to him by then. It's a fool proof plan.

The night finally came. Momoka's doorbell rang and Fuyuki was at the door, which of course, made her blush.

"Fu-Fuyuki? What...are you doing here?" she asked. Fuyuki smiled.

"Tamama invited me here so we could do our homework together. If that's OK." Fuyuki responded.

"Tamama?" she asked, and Fuyuki nodded. 'Oh, that little punk! He's probably brought Fuyuki here to help his lousy Sargent with some kind of weird, alien plan! I can feel it!' her evil side thought. But the nice Momoka saw opportunity. She had Fuyuki at her front door, asking to do homework together. This could be her chance. "S-sure." she said.

The rest of the night went smoothly. They ate dinner, played games, and now it was almost nine o'clock. Fuyuki and Momoka decided it was time to do their homework. So they both walked into Momoka's room, and Fuyuki opened the door for her. Tamama hid behind the open door, with his giant, creepy smile on his face. The door finally closed.

'Now's my chance! That mountain of candy will be mine!' he thought.

Paul was walking down the hall to Momoka's room to see how the two of them were doing. It was already nine-fifty, and it was about time for Fuyuki to head home. Suddenly, he felt something metal smack him in the back of the head. He fell to the floor from the hit, with his vision going blurry and falling unconscious seconds later.

When he woke up, he was in a cramped room with a hundred other men from the Nishizawa army. They were all tied up, along with Paul. He tried to break free, but the ropes were too tight. A door in the room opened and Tamama walked in, holding a frying pan.

"Tamama?!" Paul yelled.

"THIS IS MY CHANCE TO WIN THE BET, AND I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU GUYS RUIN IT FOR ME!" were the last words Tamama yelled before he slammed the door, leaving everyone tied up inside.

Tamama knew Fuyuki and Momoka were still in her room together, so he quickly snuck to the room where they keep all the levers and switches that controlled the house. He looked everywhere for the lever he was looking for, but their were just too many to count. But at last, he found it. He walked over to the lock down lever, and pulled it without hesitation. A very loud red alarm system went off throughout the house, which scared Fuyuki and Momoka.

"What's going on?!" Fuyuki screamed while covering his ears.

"Someone turned on lock down! All the doors and windows are about to be permanently locked until morning!" she screamed back while covering her's as well.

And she was right. All the doors and windows were suddenly covered by steal sheets, trapping Momoka and Fuyuki inside her room for the night. Alone.

"VICTORY!" Tamama shouted. Now he just had to wait.

Seven hours went by. It was now five-fifty in the morning. Fuyuki and Momoka were still trying as hard as they could to push the steal door down, but they eventually gave up. Fuyuki sat down on Momoka's bed.

"I guess I'm staying the night." Fuyuki said with a small giggle. Momoka laughed in return, both happy, but still worried.

"I can't believe I'm stuck in this place until morning. My mom's gonna kill me." he said before smiling up at Momoka.

"Well, at least I have you to keep me company." he said, which made Momoka's heart race like a cheetah on steroids.

(...Like a what?)

They sat on the bed together, facing away from each other and not saying anything. Momoka was feeling sad for Fuyuki when the evil Momoka suddenly appeared in her head.

'COME ON! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!? THIS IS YOUR CHANCE!' her evil side yelled.

'I know! I just...don't know what to say. And even if I try, Fuyuki's friends will probably just barge in and ruin it.' she said back. Her evil side sighed with disappointment.

'I know it's difficult, but you gotta take this chance! I don't think you'll ever get another chance like this! JUST GIVE IT A TRY!' her evil side yelled. Momoka thought about it for a while, until she finally made up her mind.

She turned her head to face Fuyuki. She looked at Fuyuki nervously, not sure of what to say. Fuyuki looked back at her, confused of why she was shivering like she was scared. "Hey...Fuyuki." she said.

"Yeah?" Fuyuki asked back.

Momoka stuttered a bit. She was waiting for one of the frogs to jump in out of nowhere and ruin the moment. But she waited for as long as she could, staring at the door, but nothing happened. Maybe...this would be the moment.

"There's...something...I've wanted to tell you for a long time." she said. Fuyuki tilted his head curiously.

"Yes, Nishizawa-san?"

Tamama was dancing around inside the room of a million switches. He was happier than he'd been in a long time. Not only was he gonna get a mountain of the greatest candies in the universe, but he would never have to worry about Momoka beating him again! He started flailing his arms around in a circular motion.

"GO TAMA! GO TAMA! GO TAMA!" he sung before accidentally knocking over another switch, which he didn't notice or even care.

The switch was entitled 'Poisonous gas release switch: NEVER PULL!'

Paul and his men were still stuck in the cramped room together, tied up and unable to move. Most of the men had fallen asleep, but Paul struggled to get the ropes off all night and wouldn't give up. He was almost there when he heard one of his men scream. He caught the attention of every man in the room, making them all look up at whatever he was scared of. When they looked to where the man was looking, they saw an air vent on the ceiling, with green gas shooting out of it.

"That's...!" Paul shouted. He knew what it was. He remembered when the mansion was being made that they installed a toxic gas release switch in case anyone tried to attack their home from inside. When the switch is pulled, it releases a very poisonous gas throughout the house using the air vents. Paul froze when he had a horrifying thought.

"MOMOKA!" he shouted as he once again struggled to get out of the ropes, this time harder than ever. If he didn't break free, Momoka and Fuyuki would die for sure!

"Fu-Fuyuki-kun. What I wanna tell you is..." but she was interrupted by the vents in her room suddenly letting in a green gas of some kind. They both jumped off the bed and looked at the stuff flowing in.

"What's going on?" Fuyuki asked. But Momoka had never seen this gas before, so she didn't know either. The green gas started to fill up the room. Fuyuki and Momoka inhaled a bit, making them cough it back out. Second by second went by, as it got harder and harder to breathe. They both got unimaginable head aches and started to feel dizzy. Fuyuki placed his hand on the wall, trying to keep himself on his feet, while Momoka gave in and fell to the ground.

"Nishizawa-san!" Fuyuki screamed with a sore voice as he saw her lay face down on the floor. He removed his hand from the wall and slowly limped over to her. He sat down by her side, picking her up in his arms. She wasn't responding.

"Nishizawa-san! Wake up! Say something, please!" the boy screamed in fear as loud as he could. Momoka slowly opened her eyes, where she found herself laying in Fuyuki's arms. It was a dream come true...except without the toxic gas. She did her best to speak.

"F-Fuyuki-kun." she manage to get out in a small whisper.

"Yeah?" Fuyuki asked back. Momoka smiled up at him, her vision growing darker.

"If...this is the end...I just want you to know one thing." she said, completely shocking Fuyuki. If she thought this was gonna be the end, why was she smiling? The gas must've gotten to her brain.

Momoka spoke again, this time even quieter. "I...just want you to know that...that I..."

The pupils of her eyes went to the back of her head before she could finish. Her eyelids shut tight as Fuyuki panicked. He put his ear to her heart. It wasn't beating.

"Nishizawa-san! NISHIZAWA-SAN!"

Tamama continued to dance, unaware of what he had done. "GO TAMA! GO TAMA!" he continued to cheer, before he looked up at the clock. It was six in the morning. Time to shut it off. He grabbed hold of the lock down switch and pulled it back, re-opening all the doors in the house. He left the room of switches and frolicked to Momoka's room. When he got there, he gave another sick smile, since he knew that when he opened the door, Fuyuki and Momoka would be kissing like a young married couple. He leaped up and grabbed the door knob, turning it and opening the door. A green smoke erupted from inside the room, surprising Tamama.

"Where'd this stuff come from?" he asked, trying to see where Fuyuki and Momoka were. When the green gas cleared up and he could see clearly, he was baffled by what he saw inside the room.

Fuyuki and Momoka on the floor together...with their mouths TOUCHING!

'YES! I DID IT! EAT THAT, KULULU!' he thought. Fuyuki stopped kissing Momoka and turned towards Tamama, with a scared face.

"Tamama!" the boy screamed. "Get help! Momoka stopped breathing! I'm trying to give her CPR, but it isn't working!" he said.

Tamama's jaw dropped to the floor. "C...PR?" he said, disappointed. Suddenly, he felt something kick him in the back, and he went flying through the wall. Paul and everyone else came running in with gas masks on.

"MILADY!" Paul screamed. They picked up Fuyuki and Momoka as fast as they could, carrying them out over their shoulders and taking them to the health room.

Momoka woke a few minutes later from the deadly gas. She woke up on a hospital bed, attached to a heart monitor and breathing tubes on her nose. Her vision was blurry when she first opened her eyes, but it cleared up in a few seconds. She looked around the room, everyone in the army surrounding her bed, along with her mom and dad. They both ran up and hugged her as tight as they could.

"OH, SWEETY! THANK GOODNESS YOU'RE ALRIGHT!" they said together with relief. Momoka was happy to be alive, but disappointed in herself. She was finally about to tell Fuyuki she loved him, but fell unconscious from the gas before she could finish her sentence. She was so close!

"W-wait! Where's Fuyuki!?" she screamed as she lifted her head up off the bed.

"Hey, Nishizawa-san." she heard him say. She looked to her left, where she saw Fuyuki sitting next to her with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. He smiled at her, making her feel a bit embarrassed to see her like this. But she was happy to be alive.

"Good to see you're alright. And...if you don't mind, I'd like to ask you what you were about to say to me. You know, before you fell asleep." Fuyuki said, making Momoka blush again. She wanted to tell him, but there were too many people around. Even thought most of them knew, it just didn't feel right. When that special moment comes, she wants to make sure they're alone.

"N-nothing." she told him with disappointment.

"I'm deeply sorry, Momoka! I should've been their to help you! It's my fault!" Paul cried out loud. Momoka gestured her hands, telling him to calm down.

"It's alright, Paul! It really is! But...who activated the lock down system? And who let the toxic gas in?" she asked, making all her men look down to the floor, ashamed of themselves.

"We're not sure, but we know who tried to stop us from helping and tied us up." Yoshiokadaira said.

"Who?" Momoka asked with surprise.

Tamama leaned on the wall of the room Momoka was sleeping in. He was upset at himself for doing all this. "Oh, man! I almost killed Momo-chi! How could I have been so stupid?!" he said to himself before giving a tiny smile. "Well, at least I won the bet. And at least now Momo-chi and Fu-ki are together. I won't have to worry about Momo-chi beating me up anymo..."

His words were interrupted when the door to Momoka's room swung open and everyone came running out in a panic.

"THE BEAST IS AWAKE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" one of Momoka's men screamed as he ran out of the room as fast as he could, along with everyone else.

"Hey, where are you guys going?" Tamama asked, but they just kept running. The wall to the room suddenly broke to pieces, making a giant hole. Tamama coughed as the smoke from the explosion cleared up. Standing in the hole was Momoka. A spikey-haired, red eyed, flame covered Momoka. Tamama slid into a corner, scared for his life.

"YOUUUUUUUUUU!" she growled as she pointed to Tamama.

Tamama shivered uncontrollably. Momoka must've found out it was him who almost killed her. Tamama waved his arms around at her.

"Wait! Don't be mad at me! I helped you admit your love to Fu-ki!" he said, but Momoka just grew angrier. Tamama suddenly felt his heart stop. His entire body went numb at the realization.

'She...didn't confess.' he thought. Momoka cracked her knuckles, which made sparks of fire come out of her fists.

"YOU WANTED TO HELP ME, HUH!? Well, now I'm gonna help you!" she said in her demonic voice. She slowly walked up to Tamama, who was now frozen stiff with grey colored skin, like a statue.

"HELP YOU DIE!" she screamed.

"CRAZY CHICK ALERT! CRAZY CHICK ALERT!" the narrator shouted.


Kululu sat in his lab chair with his face on the keyboard. He was THIS close to getting Giroro to confess, and his plan was ruined by his nosey little cat! He was ashamed of himself beyond his imagination, when Tamama came crying in, even more bruised and beat up than last time.

'Well, at least I'm not the only one.' he thought.

Kululu finished patching up Tamama, for the second time, and didn't say a word. Tamama finally spoke up.

"So...you ready to give up yet?" Tamama asked in a cocky voice. A reflection of light passed across Kululu's glasses as he turned his head.

"KUKUKUKU! Not on your life!" he said back.

Tension filled the room as the two Keronians stared into each other's eyes, the cries of war echoing in their ears. Only one of them would be the winner. And once again, it was game on!


Kululu and Tamama aren't giving up just yet! So stick around! A lot more CRAZY stuff is about to happen! And remember, if anyone has an idea for a scheme to pull on either Giroro or Momoka to get them to reveal their love, let me know! Until then, see you next chapter!