So yet another chapter out of this thing. (I own nothing by the way.)
Uh in this chapter lots of Keroro. Lots and lots of Keroro.
Sorry not much Kurumois in yet. I'm trying to get it in when I can though. Figuring out more moments for the two of them. I guess Keroro just stole the spotlight in this chapter though.
Tamama by far at the moment is my favorite character to write in this.
Kululu and Keroro both looked at the older version of Keroro suspiciously.
Kululu sighed not knowing what to do. He obviously wasn't as good of a judge of character as he thought since an older version of him had thrown him in a dungeon and now plotted to kill him.
He didn't know if he should give information to this older Keroro or not.
"Captain, you better talk to him. You know yourself better than I do. Maybe you can bond over a Gundam or something? You know, something stupid like that to get us out of here. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu suggested.
Keroro swallowed though a bit frightened.
Older Kululu tried to kill him, what if older me tries to do the same? I mean...I'd never do something like that, but...Older Kululu was different than himself...Well, not really, I'm sure I'm all the same...
"Hey, uhhh, Keroro..." It felt weird for Keroro to call his own name, "You're still the cheerful, perky and ever optimistic leader you always were right?"
Keroro gave a small smile.
"I've grown in good and bad ways over the years. I'm not an optimistic leader any more if that was your question. I'm actually that tyrant Kululu's general...His soldier. I follow his orders, so no, no leadership position for me." Keroro answered, "Hey! It's not too bad! Pay's nice and I'm not hunted down on the most wanted list like my old friend Giroro."
He still seemed to have his sort of same over dramatic demeanor. Even in a serious situation he was comedic.
"Now...I heard that you're from the past...Is that true? You just suddenly fell down into this cell and since I was guarding the dungeons at the moment, I overheard what you were talking about...Are you two telling the truth? Or are you some sort of shape shifting alien that His Dictatorship Kululu caught?" Keroro seemed to be caught between a glare and curiosity.
"I can't believe in the future I'm a figurehead. I called Kululu a fancy title. I'm lame." Keroro slumped over in sadness.
Keroro frowned. His question was answered from Keroro's response a shape shifting alien being in no way able to mimic his stupidity so precisely, but Keroro didn't want to really admit that he was stupid, younger self or older self.
"Look I follow His Dictatorship's every order, so if you don't give me some straight...Clear answers then we'll be having some problems here. You might see me as some sort of tool used by His Dictatorship, but I am in no way something not to fear." The older Keroro seemed devoted to his task
"Ku, ku, ku. Wow, you're not as lazy in the future as you are now." Kululu pointed out not being very helpful.
"I slack easier when nothing big is on the line." Older Keroro accidentally admitted he was still his mostly lazy self. "Now answer the questions or else I'll have to, sadly torture you or something like that. I don't really know, I don't work in the torture department."
"You're not very good at interrogating are you. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu told Older Keroro
"I invade, I take things over, I command elite soldiers. I don't torture a few keronians for information." Older Keroro tried to sound tough, "But if you just tell me what I want to know, about if you're really from the past and how many of you are there, I won't hurt you. Heck, I might even help you if younger me promises a Gundam in exchange."
"He's still you through and through. Geez I need to pick more loyal soldiers." Kululu decided.
Keroro looked up hopeful.
"My older self seems to be nicer than your older self." Keroro boasted like it was a competition.
"That's because mine isn't incompetent." Kululu reminded
Older Keroro frowned
"Or I guess we could just start the torture." He shrugged. Looking on the wall for buttons he saw one that got the electrical surge in their cell starting up, making electricity run through the bars, ceiling and floor constantly electrocuting them.
"Crap." Keroro was not happy as his older self inched towards the button. Keroro didn't know what the button did but he expected it to be painful. "Look Older me! Don't be as bad as Kululu predicts that you'll be."
Kululu shrugged in the background, turning around to look for an exit from the cell while Keroro distracted his Older self by giving him information or not.
"Sorry, I am bad. And I just want that information." Keroro pressed the button electrocuting both Kululu and Keroro.
"UNCLE! We're here to save you!" Angol Mois opened the door to the dungeon with her lucifer spear.
"No! I'm here to save you! That woman isn't!" Tamama insisted barging in as the electricity zapped Keroro and Kululu.
Older Keroro switched off the button as the two of them barged in.
"What...?" He seemed confused
"Mois...How did you get here and find us? You didn't get any robots chasing after you, did you?" Kululu tried to get information while weakly talking from electrocution.
"Uhhhh, actually...Tama-chan and I were just exploring." Angol Mois smiled and admitted, "We like heard Uncle's screams and both of us being rather familiar with it, well..." Angol Mois seemed rather embarrassed by the amount of pain she and Tamama had both caused Keroro.
"We thought Mr. Sergeant was in danger and came to help. But you found the other Mr. Sergeant? The future Mister Sergeant?" Tamama seemed to be looking up and down the future Keroro and smiling as if he liked what he saw.
"I wasn't torturing them!" Older Keroro denied like a big baby. Looking bath and forth between the two groups he felt rather awkward. "You know this would have been a lot easier if you just told me you were from the past and a lot..." He looked at Tamama, "Happier times." He smiled, "I just wanted to know who came to the future with you, and who was in danger from the maniac above us."
"You've dropped the dictator title..." Keroro realized
"Nah, it's just true he's a maniac." Older Keroro admitted, "Uhhh sorry about that..."
"It's like Uncle's the same easy going and kind person as always." Angol Mois smiled very happy by this prospect. Tamama hissed at her looking at the older Keroro.
"Can you break us out of this cell, Mois?" Kululu tried to get Angol Mois's attention back to important things.
Angol Mois nodded and hit the bars with her lucifer spear.
Older Keroro did nothing to stop them.
"So...This time are you going to explain to me why you're here or are you going to try to attack me or what?" He asked
Keroro and Kululu looked at each other, not exactly trusting the older version of Keroro.
"We're here because that woman made a stupid black hole and we almost died but then it turned out we just got transported 10 years into the future and then the sergeant Major decided that he'd make some time machine to get us back, but he's not smart enough to so he decided to ask his older self so that maybe together they could make something that Kululu had problems making on his own between either of them." Tamama explained being a blabbermouth.
"Ah, thank you for some answers, Tama—Private..." Older Keroro corrected himself and pat Tamama's head as Keroro, Kululu and even Angol Mois shook their heads in the background disapproving greatly of Tamama spouting everything.
Tamama just hummed happy for the attention. Under Keroro's hand he glared at Angol Mois as if saying, I've got points with him now, not you. He's all mine!
"Well, I have no reasons to hurt any of you now that I have answers. Sorry guys I was just super curious." Older Keroro laughed nervously, "Not very mature of me I guess, but...Uhhh, I was sort of impatient. Don't worry though, now on I'll be the older role model that you need."
"My older self is cool again." Keroro decided
"I don't think he's ever been cool. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu was a downer. Although it seemed like Angol Mois and Tamama greatly didn't agree with what Kululu said both of them staring at Older Keroro very impressed by his mature attitude having not seen his childish selfish side. "Makes sense that a decade of evil finally turned the captain into an almost responsible person and a little kinder. Ku, ku, ku. Really says a lot about you, huh captain." Kululu prodded. Keroro frowned and almost exploded at him in rage.
"Anything else you need to tell me, Private? Did anything else happen any other important details?" Older Keroro was obviously trying to figure out how many of them were in this future, or where everybody was, or casualties and problems. Tamama however did not figure out that was what he was asking.
"Well, uh..." Tamama thought, "I don't really know. I rode a motorcycle with you! Well, younger you and that woman didn't bother us too much because she was riding on her spear thing with the sergeant major and he was clinging to her because he loves her and his password is her cell phone number and then we landed and I defeated some robots that that woman attracted because she was making out with the sergeant Major." Tamama told an accurate representation of what he thought had happened.
"That didn't happen!" Angol Mois yelled out.
"Ku, ku, ku. Stop exaggerating things. Nothing like that ever happened. Especially not that weird part about her cell phone number. Don't know what you're talking about." Didn't know you were listening when that happened...Kululu tried to correct Tamama.
"I bet you were thinking about it happening though, right woman?" Tamama asked
"No! I have priorities! Why would I think about something like that happening when we have more important things to think about?" Angol Mois asked
"She's uhhh, sort of right..." Older Keroro and younger Keroro agreed at the same time. They still seemed to share a lot between each other.
Kululu turned away trying not to think about how she didn't deny that she wouldn't think about something like that.
Tamama frowned.
"So, um..." Older Keroro cleared his throat and tried to be like a leader, "I'm assuming you already talked to Mister Dictator and he threw you in the dungeon?"
"Yeah. Didn't want to help. Decided to be a jerk to himself. Ku, ku, ku. Should have expected that honestly." Kululu answered, "He made a multi-verse theory of my existence being originally from another universe that was now gone due to this being the new time. His theory means that not helping us wouldn't hurt him at all." Kululu answered.
"He refused you? I'm...really sorry." Angol Mois apologized. She didn't know if Kululu was in pain being jerked around by himself, or if he was disappointed that his cool evil dictator self didn't like him. She personally didn't have much experience being a victim of Kululu's but she knew it was probably awful.
"It's a real problem because I really need him to help us or else I don't know how long it will take me to get us home." Kululu admitted
"I could try talking to him." Older Keroro volunteered. "I can help you now that I have the proper information. And His dictatorship...I mean, Kululu, your older version of Kululu, and I are decently close. I am his head general after all." Older Keroro admitted, "Sorry about the whole title thing, just became a habit. He doesn't usually let me address him as plain Kululu anymore."
"Ku, ku, ku. I'd probably do the same." Kululu admitted
"Why would you help us though?" Keroro asked
"Unlike him, I don't want to jerk my younger self around. I want you to be safe." Older Keroro told his younger self, "And although I've invaded and tortured people who disobey, you aren't from our time and there's no reason to be evil to you."
"Ah, egotism. That's the reason. You like everything about yourself, even the younger versions of you." Kululu deciphered
"What if you get hurt though? I mean if Older Kululu threw Mister Sergeant and his younger self in a jail cell wouldn't he do the same to you? What's stopping him from hurting you?" Tamama asked his eyes big and worried
"He won't hurt me. He can't." Older Keroro responded confidentially. Kululu saw it as just over estimating his abilities, Keroro saw it as complete confidence and knowledge that Older Kululu wouldn't hurt him.
"So should we all go in with you or...?" Keroro asked
"No." Older Keroro responded immediately, "The Private can not accompany us on this mission. He shouldn't even be here, it's dangerous for him."
"Awww...And I thought we were getting along..." Tamama shuffled his feet feeling rejected
"The Private can take care of himself. He's strong!" Keroro smiled
"No. You don't understand. It's best that he doesn't accompany us. I don't know what my time's Kululu would do to him...I don't know how much you know about this future, but..."
"I know that Dororo's dead and Fukki's gone evil!" Tamama piped in as a blabbermouth again.
"Yeah...This is all true...The Private though is also dead. My world Tamama was killed by Kululu." Older Keroro admitted. He looked really sad about saying it.
Tamama looked heartbroken too. He wasn't pleased about him being killed.
"Whoa. You're subordinate...Not just Dororo but the Private too was killed and you're still extremely loyal to Kululu?" Keroro didn't seem to be able to accept this, "Older self or not that's really stupid. Why would you do something like that? Why would I do something like that? The private and Dororo are dead because of him!" Keroro seemed outraged
"I know...It was pretty bad of me, but I had my reasons..." Older Keroro tried to defend himself.
"I'm not going to see Older Kululu if he killed two of my friends. And I don't trust you if you just stood by and let that happen! We can find some other way out of this world!" Keroro was determined
"Look, no you can trust me...Really, I didn't mean to have them die...I just want to make things right by getting you back safely." Older Keroro insisted, although the younger Keroro's jabs were all getting to him and he looked like he felt extremely guilty.
"Not only that but you stood by and let your two other friends, the living ones, live horrible lives! Fuyuki has gone insane and is all alone dealing with this and Giroro you left him to try to live in secrecy from this apocalypse all by himself with Lady Natsumi!" Keroro yelled, "Maybe Kululu should have killed you instead!" Taking another deep breath Keroro continued his rant, "You pretend to care about us and be nice, but you obviously aren't! You're just like Older Kululu! Just as bad! I don't want to be you!"
Older Keroro seemed to be sick and tired of Keroro's ranting and Kululu saw something he thought he'd never see, Keroro getting tired of his own temper tantrum before someone else spoke up against it. Older Keroro pulled a sword from his belt that was tied to it and unsheathed it.
He slowly pointed it to his younger self's throat shutting him up. His eyes were cold, guilty from the accusation and also tired from the screaming Keroro was doing.
"Listen up." Older Keroro told his younger self, happy that Keroro had finally shut up from having a sword pointed to his throat. Keroro weakly froze, not knowing what to do. He was honestly frightened that the older Kululu would kill him. "You're right that I've done awful things. You're right about all of that." He admitted
"Should we tear them apart or...?" Angol Mois wondered if Keroro would be okay
"Nah, let's just see where this goes." Kululu insisted
"As long as neither of them is paying attention to that woman. I'm good. But that if they get closer and fall for each other? Would that be awful and make me jealous or would that be something okay and cool?" Tamama seemed to be thinking deeply about the subject
"I've never not cared though. You're wrong that I don't care. Take the accusation back. You should know better than anyone I do care." Older Keroro explained to his younger self. He seemed to be trying hard not to cry from reliving those awful memories
"Why'd you join him then? He killed your friends and made your living friends lives awful?" Keroro didn't understand.
"I care about all of them...Lady Natsumi, Master Fuyuki, Dororo, Giroro and Tamama...I cared about all of them..." Older Keroro's hand was shaking now and the sword was no longer at Keroro's throat and on the ground. "I wanted to be a good platoon leader but I couldn't protect them...I couldn't help any of my platoon mates through this crisis...Except one..."
"Who? Dororo and Tamama are dead." Keroro reminded
"Kululu. I helped Kululu. H-he was going through a hard time too. And I was still his platoon leader. He was still my subordinate and a platoon leader helps his subordinates. Giroro, although I left him, is probably perfectly happy. He's with Lady Natsumi now and they can live a life together, I...I didn't know Fuyuki was hurting until now, but at least he's safe and alive." Older Keroro explained, "They all had somebody. Except Kululu. He had nobody thanks to me. I just wanted to help my subordinate and right my wrongs...That's why I've stuck with Kululu. Because if I don't he'll have no one and as his old leader I can't let that happen."
"But...You two still kind of killed Dororo and the private..." Keroro pointed out again.
Kululu scooted away from younger Keroro creeped out at how close he and Keroro were in the future and how dedicated Keroro was to actually being helpful to him and a decent person.
Keroro moved the sword fully away from him and scooted away as well.
"Kululu killed both of them all himself." Older Keroro explained, "I still am very sad about it happening...Honestly, I didn't really want to go against Kululu. I wasn't going to. Depending on your information I would have just let you on your own on your merry way...But I wanted to make sure that the Private didn't die again. I'm going to go against Kululu and help you so that he's all right. That's why I want him out of danger so if we screw up he doesn't get hurt. The only reason I'm really doing this is because he's with you and in this time." Older Keroro admitted
"I guess you do feel pretty guilty then..." Keroro realized
"After all, the private...I mean Tamama...Is very precious and important to me." Older Keroro smiled a bit to himself.
Younger Keroro stopped talking opening his mouth a few times but finding no words coming out not knowing how to respond to that comment.
"Mister Sergeant~" Tamama blushed and put his hands to his face liking all the attention he was getting from the cooler version of Keroro.
"As a subordinate, right? I mean...I guess this isn't important, but...Oh well, never mind..." Keroro rubbed his arm awkwardly and coughed. "Dororo's probably just as important to you though, cuz he's deal too though..."
"Oh yeah. Uhh forgot about him for a second. Him to. He's definitely important to me too." Older Keroro added.
"So I'm hoping you trust me now and I mean, I still did kill a lot of people under Kululu's orders, but I'm on your side, I want the best for you." Older Keroro tried to win their favor again
"I don't really know..." Keroro seemed to not be good at making decisions. Older Keroro did not hear him and instead begin talking to himself about how to get Older Kululu to help them.
"Thinking about it more in an ideal scenario he would help you because I asked, but I don't know if our friendship is that strong...But you guys have Lady Mois with you so that's a definite plus. We can always take her with us and make her ask him if he refuses me..." Older Keroro thought to himself
Kululu was about to ask unimportant questions involving his uncured fear of sparkles and it still being around when Angol Mois asked a more important question.
"How did Tamama and Dororo die? And why more importantly did Kululu kill them?" She asked
"I second that question! I want to know what I did to tick the sergeant major off so much that he killed me!" Tamama wanted to avoid it happening again.
Older Keroro looked like he didn't want to answer, but felt like he should anyway.
Spoilers for next chapter. Lots of boring flashbacks. Flashbacky stuff. Also please review.