Me: I'd like to star some of the less-used characters in this story. Keep a look out for Sumomo, Paul, Angol Moi's twin, and Dororo, whether in this fanfic or other stories! (When I think of some more.)
Dororo (quietly): I've been in plenty of episodes...
Me: Really? I've never noticed...
(Dororo sulking in the corner)
Me: Well... I hope you enjoy this chapter!
(Zzz...Zzz... *snort* Huh? What happened? Oh... I'm here... I thought it was a nightmare.)
Ch.2
"What have you done to her?" Giroro cried, slapping the raygun out of Kululu's hands. The raygun fell into the street, where it was ran over by a truck. "You imbecile! I worked for quite a while on that!"
(Aren't you going to do the weird laughing thing?)
"Well, without it, I can't turn your furry friend back. She's going to be like this for quite a while. Kukuku." (There it is!)
Giroro was in shock. Would Ms. Furbottom ever be turned back? "Ms. Furbottom? That is you, isn't it?" Ms. Furbottom looked at Giroro for a moment. Then she laughed. "You look so small! You're like a mouse!" Giroro was absolutely shocked. She was nothing like he imagined. He'd always thought she'd be the quiet, calm type, when she's spunky, cheerful, and full of spirit. She's much better this way! He decided. "Errr... Yeah... I guess..." said Giroro, who was at a loss for words.
"Whoops! I didn't mean to hurt your feelings..."said Ms. Furbottom, tears starting to well up in her eyes. "No, no, not at all..." Stuttered Giroro, embarrassed that he almost made one of his only friends cry. "I'm just a bit surprised, that's all.
Although he'd never admit it, he thought Ms. Furbottom looked pretty hot... no! His heart belongs to Natsumi! But she does look cute regardless...