Natsumi was pacing carefully in the dining room with a book on her head. Giroro just left the secret base after a meeting and happened to pass by. He noticed Natsumi.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm going to get an award tomorrow. I'm going to walk with mama to the stage when she pins my award and I'm really nervous," she replied and continued on walking.
Giroro walked closer.
"So, why is it a big deal? It's just walking. I've seen you done much more frightening stuff than this," he assured.
Natsumi didn't seem convinced and went on. Giroro shook his head and went up on a table next to her.
"Here. I'll help you. Pretend I'm your mother. Move the chairs on the table aside for a while please,"
Natsumi did as he said and then Giroro offered his arm. Natsumi looked uneasy at first but she locked arms and held hands with him anyway. The table made Giroro about Natsumi's height.
"I've done this during the day I got my honors as a soldier. Chin up."
Natsumi followed and looked up.
"No, no, too high."
Giroro gently grabbed her face and slowly pulled it a little lower.
"There. Now, back straight. Show no fear and look proud. You are the star at the moment. Show a big proud smile."
Natsumi did as told.
"Now walk slowly, but not too slow,"
Both of them started walking together. Natsumi's footsteps tapped on the floor while Giroro's tapped on the table. After reaching the end of the table, Natsumi looked at Giroro and she gave him a thank you smile.
"It's that easy," Giroro told her.
"And that's how a married couple will leave the aisle,"
They turned to see who said that and saw Keroro who was grinning at them. They turned at each other and saw their current condition. They immediately broke up and blushed. Keroro snickered. Giroro and Natsumi got all red with anger and embarrassment.
"Uh-oh…"
Keroro started to run as fast as he could with Natsumi and Giroro trailing behind him.
AN: Walk happened just this year. He helped me practice by being my dad/mom taking me to the front before departing for the recognition ceremony.
