((Welcome to chapter two! I do not own anything except this particular fan-fiction's plot and my personal OC(s)))
Corporal Giroro
"Damn it, Keroro! You and your hair-brained schemes to get Gunplas are really getting on my nerves!" I yelled. That Keroro, the way he is now, you would never guess he was the one leading this platoon! Even Tamama's half-hour or so as leader got us further than this..this...FOOL!
"Kuuuukuku...Like they weren't on your nerves already, Corporal?" snickered Kururu.
"Shut up."
"Aaaaanny waaaaayyys...I still think we should use a giant vacuum to suck up all of Pekopon's Gunplas, de-arimasu. Just think, I would finally be able to reenact (insert big Gunpla moment here. I don't care for the things, personally.), de-arimasu!" Keroro seemed pumped. That energy would be good, if it were centered on the freakin' invasion!
"But Gunso-san, where would we get the vacuum? Yours isn't very powerful and none of the maids at Momo-chii's mansion have vacuums big enough, desu." Tamama piped up. Thank you, kid. That should give him something to think abou-
"Why, we just have to modify my own, de-arimasu! We do have a super-genius with us, de arimasu. Kururu, if you would?" Damn it...
Suddenly, the door to the meeting room fell to the floor and I could feel an angry aura on the other side of the doorway.
"Stuuuuupiiiiiid frooooooooooggg..."
"Na-Natsumiii!" I stuttered. Every time I saw Natsumi, my entire body just goes numb and I can't think straight! Anyone else would think I was in love...!
"Oh! Natsumi-dono! What a surprise to see you he-heeyeeyeeyee!" Natsumi grabbed Keroro like one of those claw-machines Pekoponians use to get prizes from a glass box.
"The dishes are unwashed, the bathroom stinks, and the laundry isn't done. Any explanation?" Natsumi's chocolate brown eyes were cold and hard as they bored into Keroro's, as though she were reading his mind.
"N-no..."
"Do it. Now."
"Y-yes, de-arimasu!"
Keroro was flung out the door like enemies getting flung from an explosion. Dang, the strength on those slender arms...And those legs...Wow.
An hour or so passed, most of which I spent oiling my weapons. You never know when something might happen.
"Ku!"
"What was that all about, desu?" wondered Tamama. Kururu's snicker sounded unusually urgent.
"I sense something unsettling, de-gozaru..." Dororo stated.
"Huh? Dororo? When did you get here?" I asked.
"So mean..." wimpered Dororo, curling up in a corner. Uhhhmmm...Oops?
Just that second, Keroro bounded in, excited about something or other.
"Guess what, de-arimasu? Fuyuki-dono said he would take me out to get- Huh? Kururu, is something up, de-arimasu?" Keroro walked over to Kururu, who was typing furiously on his laptop, a frown on his face.
"Kuuukuku...It seems that there is a disturbance in time. I can pinpoint the location. It seems to be here," he states, pointing at his screen. "Higurashi Shrine."