Another magical girl chapter.
It was Giroro who suggested another bad plan as they walked around the town. "Let's split up."
"What? Why? In horror movies when people split up they always die!" Keroro's voice was shrill in agony.
"This isn't a horror movie, this is a magical girl simulation!" Giroro pointed out.
"Madoka and Magical girl raising project both had death...Maybe this is that sort of magical girl show… Ku, ku, ku." Kululu tried to make this a horror.
"Look, I'm just saying we have a lot of people to find. I think I should look for Natsumi, Dororo can look for Koyuki...And you three can look for Tamama." Giroro suggested. "That way we wouldn't be abandoning Tamama in favor of the pekoponians."
Keroro shook his head. "That's a bad idea! Splitting up is a bad idea!"
"I want to help Lady Koyuki." Dororo frowned.
"We need to cover more ground so we can draw out the villains." Giroro told him trying to sound strategic.
"Maybe...We should just draw out the villains normally?" Keroro suggested. "I'm sure if I see Fuyuki I can friendship speech him." He glanced over at Mois. And if Koyuki showed up Angol Mois would protect him with her lucifer spear. She had natural talents, right?
"How do you plan on drawing out Lady Koyuki? She shows up when it's inconvenient, not when we want her to!" Dororo pointed out.
Keroro grinned. "I'll do it in the smartest way ever! By being really darn loud! Everybody transform into your magical girl forms!"
Giroro shook his head refusing.
"Keroro knows best in this world." Dororo advised. "Let's give it a try."
In a second aura's surrounded all four frogs and slowly they transformed.
"MAGICAL SERGEANT TRANSFORMATION!" Keroro cried. Keroro let the dazzling light sparkle around him and give him gloves and boots and laced up dressware. Soon his magical girl outfit was complete.
"Did you all know that I can see that entire transformation?" Angol Mois mused to herself, "It doesn't put you in a pocket dimension. You just float in the air while clothes materialize around you." She was sort of covering her eyes.
"Ku, ku, ku. We know. Magical girl shows are very humorous. They never really talk about that." Kululu shrugged, "I guess your transformation to a more pekoponianize form is more like shapeshifting or putting on concealer though so we don't all just stand around awkwardly watching. It's a lot shorter too." He compared differences, although his voice had a hint of disappointment.
Giroro whacked him on the back of his head. He deserved it.
"Hey! Stop that." Keroro scolded. Man, half the time Giroro and Kululu really were like two children in training school bullying each other. "We need to be super loud, not fighting among each other." He directed.
"I can be loud." Dororo tried to help Keroro. "I'll use my ninja artes to set off some fireworks." He put some fingers by his face. "HYAH. Dororo, the memorable's ninja arte!"
"Nice name. Come up with it yourself? I know I won't remember it. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu teased.
The fireworks that were about to go up into the sky, fizzled off to the distance as Dororo cried. "This world is great but my teammates are still awful some things will never change!" Dororo slunk to the ground, unable to make any noise except his loud tears.
Kululu of course had a megaphone to channel these tears into noise.
"You're not making enough of a diversion that will bring enemies. Why would an enemy be drawn to tears? That's not the noble thing to do. An even as a villain I know Natsumi will be noble." Giroro nodded. He took out his guns. "Let me deal with this!" He started shooting everywhere.
"YAY! Giroro is always the type to be loud and angry!" Keroro clapped with some tambourines. All he could add to this performance was his annoying loudness.
"Ku, ku, ku. Did you hear what he just said? I can't believe you'll stand for it when he insults you but when I do it..." Kululu was cut off as he tried yet again to install chaos. He was not taking this situation seriously at all, instead he was trying to make his comrades fight.
"HEY! You're right!" Giroro growled. "Take that back, Keroro! I'm not loud and angry!" He shoved a gun at Keroro's face.
God. Tamama is so much better than Kululu on so many levels. That and Tamama is loud too. I wish he was here instead of Giroro and Kululu. He sure bet Tamama would help out, and he'd listen to him happily and always compliment his ideas. "Not my fault!" Keroro tried to tell him.
Giroro didn't listen. Instead he blasted. It hurt but as Keroro fell into the sky he saw something in the distance approaching.
A giant airship was approaching. Keroro fell and was caught in Angol Mois's arms. "That's-"
"The villains. Our plan worked." Keroro winced. The airship was coming quickly. He could feel the air chill. The sounds of the propellers were loud.
Him in the air had been the signal. And it had summoned the most powerful villain of them all. The main villain of his story.
The airship hovered in the air, huger than any building that Keroro had ever seen. He would have compared it to the size of a Nishizawa blimp but it was a little bit more menacing. The balcony on it extended a thin sheet of stairs.
"So you were here all along, Magical Sergeant." An emotionless and dark voice filled the air as his enemy walked down the stairs to him.
"Keroro! We're in luck." Giroro was still holding his guns, but not in an attacking position, more in a defensive position. "It's just Fuyuki. We can take him!"
Fuyuki's dark cape swished behind him. His hair's ahoge looking almost sharp, his eyes had a certain menacing darkness. Rubber gloves were on his hands as he looked down with a sickening grin at Keroro.
You're wrong, Giroro. The one opponent I made almost undefeatable is Fuyuki. He's our main villain. Keroro thought to himself. He couldn't speak, for some reason the words were caught in his throat. He was so frightened of facing his friend. So frightened.
"We do not mean you any harm, Fuyuki." Dororo tried to tell him.
"Yo. I'm leaving. Dude's I read the script and I don't want my beautiful skin being trashed by this guy. Ku, ku, ku." Even though this was a fictional world with supposed dirt under their feet Kululu somehow managed to open a floor panel that let him twirl below them. "Come on, Mois."
"Hey wait, I wanna stay-" In a second Kululu and Angol Mois were gone.
Keroro's legs were wobbling, he wanted to crawl backwards as Giroro and Dororo stepped forward to talk fight.
"Magical Sergeant. Your comrade has abandoned you, and your meat shields won't stop me." Fuyuki snapped his fingers. Out of his hands smoke came, although it was easy to tell the smoke slowly started growing faces.
"W-what…? What's happening!" Giroro's gun was shattered over his knee and he screamed in pain. He was grabbed by the smoke and levitated in the air.
"Giroro!" Dororo yelled. He tried to cut at the air, but it grabbed at him too.
"Hehehehe..." The air giggled, and slowly but surely it became recognizable. It was ghosts. It grabbed at Dororo's legs, and his head. He started turning purple from suffocation.
"DORORO! GIRORO!" Keroro finally managed to stand straight as he ran towards them to try to just pry the ghosts off of them. "Fuyuki! You're killing them—Well, you're killing Dororo."
"HELP! G-ghosts! N-no..No! Ghosts don't exist! ACK! IT'S NOT REAL!" Giroro yelled in terror unable to move. He just threw grenades wildly, not helping anything.
"I'll kill as many of your friends as I need to, Magical Sergeant. I will kill you…." Fuyuki laughed. "MWAHAHAHA! And then you'll be gone out of my life!"
"Fuyuki no!" Keroro shook his head. His best friend had always wanted him in his life. This was terrible to hear. He knew it was his fault and his writing that was making Fuyuki like this but he couldn't stand it. "We were meant to be friends! And please, Fuyuki...I am not Magical Sergeant. I'm just Keroro!"
"You don't deserve that name. I will destroy you for betraying me." Fuyuki threatened. "By the power of ghosts and phantoms and the undead- My minions, snatch Magical Sergeant's friend's lives and break Magical Sergeant's legs!"
Keroro shook his head. His hands shook, but he couldn't do anything. He couldn't stand up to Fuyuki. All he could do was plead the words over and over again. "Please." And "Fuyuki no." And a weak "Help"
The phantoms encircled him. Dororo collapsed on the ground. Giroro cried as his skin was torn into.
"F-fuyuki...Fuyuki no..." Keroro was so frightened. So hurt by Fuyuki trying to kill him. "I know my friend's in there somewhere. Please don't do this. You'll never return if you kill someone. It'll change you... Please...Return to me, normal Fuyuki." He begged.
Fuyuki just laughed. "Die." He ordered.
Like a shadow a phantom was above Keroro. Keroro gripped his knees like a baby, shaking realizing death was coming.
It was the end. But instead of being hit, Keroro, Dororo and Giroro all fell into the ground.
Kululu. He did come through! Keroro realized.
He didn't end up in a lab, but the three of them were rather far away from the battleground like they had been teleported. Giroro was catching his breath and wiping away the tears from screaming about ghosts. Dororo was slowly turning back to blue and catching his breath.
Kululu stood over some sort of control panel he had invented.
"You saved our lives! I knew you were taking this at least somewhat seriously!" Keroro smiled.
Kululu shrugged. "I only did it when I felt like it. Also I needed to see how injured you were for...important reasons." Kululu seemed to be neglecting mentioning something. "Geez, I didn't know you'd all be so useless. Man, you got trashed way more than I thought you would...I guess I have to pay up then, huh?"
Angol Mois nodded. "That was the bet. If they almost really died, I would win. If they managed to only get minorly hurt and somehow pulled through you would have won."
"I had too much faith in them…." Kululu sighed. "Ku. Thought for sure he'd somehow stupidely gain everybody's favor in the end."
Wait...Did he only help us out to check on us for a bet? He really is taking this entire life and death scenario completely unseriously! Keroro was so mad. How dare he bet on their lives?
"I thought their incompetence would help them pull through in the end. It always does in reality. Ku, ku, ku. I guess my machine is stronger than them though. Ku. Shouldn't be too insulted." Kululu shrugged. "Can I convince you out of accepting something other than money? I don't want to pay..."
"I want cash." Mois said casually and very unlike herself.
Kululu just frowned. He was cheap though! He didn't want to give cash. "How bout I take you bowling instead…?"
"That was what would have happened if you had won. I want cash." Angol Mois re-established as if they were just betting on their teammates in the background.
Keroro wondered if they were always like this. He hoped they weren't, but he thought he had seen them betting on his plans a few times when they were bored. Us almost dying is much different than invasion plans though!
"Hey! Focus! Stop flirting or whatever." Giroro yelled, "Kululu could you examine Dororo? He almost died." Giroro got his attention.
"We weren't- Yeah I can do that." Kululu decided not to protest too much. It would just make more of a fight.
Kululu went to Dororo's side.
"Is there something wrong?" Angol Mois asked, finally focusing her attention on Keroro.
Keroro looked at the ground. His legs, his hands everything was still shaking. Fuyuki hadn't snapped back to reality from seeing him. If the situations were reversed Fuyuki would stop at nothing to save me. Yet I...I can only focus on my own life. I wasn't worried about how Fuyuki wasn't himself. I was focused on dying.
"My best friend is trying to kill me….What do you think is wrong?" Keroro asked, perhaps a bit ruder than he felt was necessary.
Angol Mois took a step back. "T-that's unfortunate." She was shaking a little bit, not expecting Keroro to lash out at her. "But you just have to keep trying. I know you'll get through!" She reassured.
Keroro eased up a bit. That was right. He wasn't angry at anyone but himself. Mois wasn't at fault and he was happy she was here. "I'm...I'm frightened." Keroro confessed. He knew he shouldn't be talking to Mois about these things. She wasn't his close friend after all. "I don't want to die…." But the emotions were coming out of him. "All I wanted to be was a fun little magical girl."
"Sometimes someone's dream can become warped. You just have to try harder. You'll see Fuyuki again, don't worry." Mois reassured again.
"W-will you protect me if I do see him? I can't face him alone." Keroro admitted. Mois was strong. And she cared about his life more than hers. He just wanted full protection.
Mois smiled brightly at him. "No." She said directly. "I'm not a fighter. I'm no good at fights."
Keroro frowned. You've failed me Mois.
But her words hadn't. Maybe she was right. He just had to reach for his dream more. For him and the pekoponians to get out of here.
He'd save Fuyuki. He would.
Keroro looked around the sort of white-ish room that Kululu had brought them all too as Kululu poked around at Dororo's skin to patch him up.
"Ku, ku, ku. Tell me if it hurts." Kululu said jabbing him with a needle.
"OW!" Dororo yelped. "Yes, it hurts!"
"Good. That means you're healing. You know what they say, the best sort of love is tough love. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu grinned. "And I'm the magical girl of love!"
Giroro was still catching his breathe from his panic attack over the ghosts, Keroro shoved his panic and anxiety back down to his feet where it belonged.
Not very healthy. But that doesn't matter. Can't think about the fact that my best friend wanted to kill me. If he thought about that he would realize how in danger his life was, and he wouldn't be able to move.
Angol Mois was typing away at some sort of huge keyboard thing. Keroro wondered briefly if this room existed between the real world and the false magical girl one and she was doing work or something.
"What are you doing, Lady Mois?" Keroro asked, trying to will his way over to her. His legs were cumbersome. He could really use her love and affection to try to make things right and make him feel better.
Right now he felt like everybody sort of didn't like him. Fuyuki wanted to kill him. Giroro was mad at this whole situation and Tamama….
He didn't even know where Tamama was. He always finds me. He's always supposed to be by my side. He's my precious private. Where is he? He needed his moral support.
Where was Tamama?
"This is a magical girl base that Kululu suggested we hide in." Angol Mois replied. "I'm just running some diagnostics to make sure it's all operational. You could say, 100% safe?"
Keroro breathed a sigh of relief. So he was safe at least here.
"Ku, ku, ku. It would be safe at least if I hadn't made a giant sign in front of the building with the words 'Secret Magical girl base!" Kululu grinned wildly. "There's no diagnostics that can prevent your enemies from discovering it if they're smart enough."
"Kululu!" Keroro yelled. Why had Kululu done that? Did he had to take this whole situation unseriously? He ran over to him and pulled at the tuff of his skin below his neck, as if trying to lift him off the ground and glare at him. "That was a jerk move! We could die here."
"Ku, ku, ku. I know." Kululu grinned. "But what can I say. Jerk till the end." He pointed to himself proudly. "Don't worry. I put a welcome mat by the door too."
"Kululu…." Giroro hissed. "This isn't a game. Our friends are in trouble. This is not the time to be a jerk-"
"That means more than anything it's the time." Kululu was enjoying how most everyone was glaring at him.
"If...If it makes it any better...I don't think Kululu did things fully wrong." Angol Mois's tiny voice brought Keroro's attention back to her. "It might have been unintentional but you did want to find Fuyuki right? Now he'll come to you…."
"Ku! Don't make my actions helpful!" Kululu frowned.
Keroro shook his head. He didn't know if he wanted Fuyuki to come right now. No...I'm not ready to face him. He hated me so much. I could see the hatred in his eyes. His blood lust.
Fuyuki was pure evil. Just the way he had written him. And he was frightened.
Kululu might be fine with the fact that Fuyuki's heart only had darkness in it, but Keroro wasn't. He was frightened.
Dororo healed longer than it was supposed to take. Probably because Kululu kept stabbing him with pointy things.
"I'm getting tired of him." Giroro growled to Keroro. He had finally healed himself. "He's taking this whole situation unseriously. We needed him the most because of his intelligence, but he just wants to make us miserable."
"That's Kululu for you. He's probably delighting in the fact that he knows everything in the script." Keroro grumbled. "He thinks my writing skills are bad."
"They are." Giroro agreed. "But that's not the point. Fuyuki is dangerous and perhaps it's because he didn't face him, but he's really dragging us down. You're the leader, you need to set your foot down about these childish actions. You need to tell him when enough is enough."
But I'm like...always more childish than Kululu! How could he call him out for being childish when he was more so?
He glanced over at Kululu who was talking to Angol Mois again.
"I'm just saying...There's a lot of fun things to do in the world. We could ditch your dumb Uncle and it could be just the two of us-" Kululu, the magical girl of love, would have draped his arm around Angol Mois's shoulder, his voice laced with venom if he could reach. Unfortunately he just kind of curled his arm around her leg.
Angol Mois kind of just sighed. "I told Uncle I'd help him. He might need someone cheering him on when he fights the anti-magical girls."
"Come on, Mois. You don't need to help him. He doesn't need to know if you ditch with me. They can sort out the problems he caused without us." Kululu assured. "Maybe he doesn't even want your help."
"But he said-" Angol Mois frowned. "All I can really offer is my cheer. He looks like he needs it."
"What if I said I needed your cheer." Kululu tried to negotiate. "Come to the dark side with me. It's so much easier to not help."
Augh! He's trying to seduce her to the dark side! Keroro realized. The non-helpful side! Well he'd have none of that.
He ran towards them and put his hands up between them. "Stop! In the name of magical girl law!"
"W-what?" Kululu frowned.
"What magical girl law? Is there something I'm missing out on?" Angol Mois was totally confused.
"Magical girl law says no flirting with jerks, so-" Keroro was cut off.
"Guess I can't flirt with you then, Mois. Pity. Ku, ku, ku" Kululu called her the jerk.
"I'm the jerk?" Angol Mois was stunned. She took a few steps back. "I...I never tried to be a...Why would you label me such a thing, Uncle? You're being mean."
"Aww look. You're making her sad." Kululu grinned. "Maybe you should leave. I'll comfort her. Don't you worry. Ku, ku, ku."
Keroro just stared. "No! Mois I meant that you shouldn't flirt with Kululu. He's the jerk! He's trying to seduce you to the dark side!"
"He is?" Angol Mois asked. She frowned. "Is...Is it because of the curry planet?" She whispered in a quiet voice, referencing his backstory
Kululu laughed. "Ku, ku, ku. Yes. Yes it definitely is. Let's go to the curry planet instead of dealing with this."
"I don't think I can leave Uncle to fight on his own." Angol Mois rejected. "I mean we still have to find Tamama and all. I'm sorry that your seduction couldn't go properly." She apologized.
Kululu looked annoyed that she was being kind and helpful. "I wasn't trying to seduce you. He was just misreading things."
Angol Mois nodded, trying to believe him. She wasn't too sure though, so she just slowly backed away.
Kululu looked at Keroro annoyed. "Thanks for that. Now that I've stopped playing around with Angol Mois I'll have to go back to poking fun at Dororo."
Keroro frowned. He was trying to strand me on my own. He knows that the only way I'll survive this world is with the help of my friends. Without people like Angol Mois, Dororo, Giroro….Keroro was dead.
When I die...Who gains control of the platoon? Keroro tried to remember. And with a sickening feeling he remembered who had the next highest rank.
Had Kululu….Purposefully sabotaged the machine to get rid of him? Was that why he was trying to seduce Angol Mois away from him at every opportunity? Why he was leaving him to die?
Because he'd gain control of the Keroro platoon after Keroro left?
Keroro was terrified. He had to put his foot down now. "Kululu. This is serious stuff. You can not be acting like a jerky child. Fuyuki...Fuyuki is in trouble. He's evil. I need you to listen and help me…."
"Like I care about Fuyuki," Kululu shrugged him off.
"Kululu! As your captain-!" Keroro tried to shout. He was boiling with rage and fear. No wonder Giroro blew up at Kululu so often.
"You lost all respect as my captain once we stepped onto Pekopon. But sure I'll twist around your words however you want. Magical girl captain." Kululu winked.
"This is serious!" Keroro cried.
"To you. For me it's just another day in the sucky Keroro Platoon. Ku, ku, ku. Good luck friendship speeching Fuyuki. And you'll never find where Tamama is." Kululu just walked away like the villain he was.
Keroro glared at him. He had the horrible urge to make Kululu cry. But there was nothing he could do.
He truly is a villain. Fuyuki doesn't deserve any of this. Keroro thought to himself. He hated Kululu so much.
How could he do this to him? Turn his back on his entire platoon just to watch them suffer?
Kululu was that sadistic. And Keroro was truly learning he was no ally of his. Just someone who truly was psycopathic in tendencies and didn't understand when a situation was serious and when it wasn't if it didn't fully involve things that were important to him.
He lacked sympathy, compassion or any empathy. And that didn't frighten Keroro, that just made him angry.
Kululu was a terrible person.
"You'll never find where Tamama is." The words rung in Keroro's head that Kululu had said.
He had implied that he knew where Tamama was. But Keroro had read Kululu's edits to the script. He hadn't changed Tamama's character in the least bit.
He hadn't touched it. So the answer to where Tamama was had to come from his own writing. But then why couldn't he find him?
Where was Tamama?
He couldn't ask. Kululu would just laugh and not tell him. He felt more and more anger at Kululu. Tamama might be in trouble and he wouldn't tell them just to be a jerk.
We have to find Tamama. Let's look for him over the pekoponians. After all the pekoponians are all villains. Keroro thought to himself.
At that very moment as if tempting fate a loud bang rang through the room as someone shoved down the door.
It was probably Kululu's handiwork since his signs had led the villain right here.
"Magical sergeant. So I finally found your secret base. It was expertly hidden." Natsumi hissed, walking in.
"Oooh! It was Natsumi who found the base. Was not expecting that. Thought she was too dumb. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu laughed.
Giroro glanced at Natsumi, waiting for her to blow up at Kululu for that comment. She did not. A frown formed on his face and he punched Kululu for her.
"N-natsumi." Giroro stuttered and looked at her. I can't deny my warrior's urge to fight her. But not in this situation. This isn't the real Natsumi.
"I'm surprised too. I mean I wrote her as pretty stupid." Keroro confessed.
"Say another bad word about brainwashed Natsumi in my presence and I'll join her side." Giroro slammed his fist into Keroro's face too.
Natsumi laughed. Her clothing was dark and sleek, but mobile enough for battle. There were various bits of armor strung all along her. "Magical corporal. I don't want your help."
Giroro looked at her. "Natsumi. It's me...Giroro! Please tell me you remember me. You've got to break out of the brainwashing and Keroro's bad writing!"
Natsumi just looked at Keroro ignoring Giroro's civilian name. She didn't care about Giroro. She just walked over to Keroro. "And why if it isn't magical sergeant. Your heart will be mine eventually. I swear it. You will be my partner in crime and fall in love with me!" Her voice was laced with vicious poison.
"M-master Natsumi I didn't imagine this situation would be as weird as I wrote it! Although I appreciate the not killing me yet thing, um...It's way weirder for you to be in love with me than I imagined!" Keroro said frantically as Natsumi moved forward as if she was about to kiss him.
Kululu couldn't help but drop to the ground laughing. He had already known, but it was still pretty funny to him.
Giroro just blinked. He jumped between Natsumi and Keroro as Keroro inched away. "You will not kiss him! You will not seduce him!" This...This is the big Natsumi romance? He couldn't believe it.
How could Keroro? He was going to yell at Keroro a lot. Did this mean Keroro was in love with Natsumi?
Or was he just really really egotistical?
It could be the second. After all, from what Giroro knew everybody except Fuyuki had a crush on Keroro or something in his story.
"Well it was a fight I came for. I can't have you magical girls standing in the way of my plans." Natsumi laughed. "It's time for my supreme evil!" She stuck out her hand and magic started balling in it.
"We need to defeat you. We can't have you helping your evil brother, Fuyuki." Dororo was finally feeling better. He took out his sword.
"Fuyuki?" Natsumi laughed. "I don't know what you're talking about. He's not my brother."
"Why do you keep doing this crap, Keroro." Giroro sighed. "Why do you always make Fuyuki the older sibling or make them not siblings at all?"
"Siblings are weird, man." Keroro shrugged, an only child. Kululu, Giroro, and Dororo, all not only children just stared at him.
It wasn't that hard to understand that older siblings were the older ones!
"And our goals differ significantly!" Natsumi started to villain monologue. "While he wants to end Magical Sergeant's life I look at the bigger picture. My greatest goal, is to dominate the world. WORLD DOMINATION WILL BE MINE! MWAHAHAHA." She laughed evilly.
Giroro just blinked. "You...Natsumi Hinata….Want to invade the planet?" He couldn't imagine this. "Pekopon's greatest defense?"
"My name isn't Natsumi Hinata. It's Natsumi Blubbablub." Natsumi corrected.
Kululu fell to the ground laughing. "I love just...How perfectly out of character the brainwashing made her!"
Giroro hit Keroro on the back of the head. "S-she's...You made Natsumi like this! Why? Why would you write her so wrong? In love with you? Wanting to dominate the world?"
"I don't really like Master Natsumi." Keroro replied. "So….I kinda made fun of her."
Giroro glared at him. He cocked his gun to his head.
"Stop this!" Dororo tried to tell him. "Keroro! What powers does Natsumi have? We need to be ready to fight?"
"Uhhh...She is pretty strong..." Keroro tried to get the gun off his head.
Giroro lowered it.
"Strong I can deal with if it's Natsumi. She'll never be as strong as the real Natsumi. For we have a warrior's bond in our hearts-" Giroro spoke.
"I don't want to hear about your weird thing going on." Keroro groaned. "Anyway she has whatever power the plot calls for."
"That...Isn't very specific…." Dororo frowned.
"And I think right now the power calls for her kicking our butts." Keroro groaned. "So yeah, actually, 'whatever the plot calls for' power is incredibly specific and amazing."
Instantly Giroro frowned. He could still fight...Even with her power.
Giroro jumped into the air with his guns. He had loaded tranquilizer darts. Sorry, my love. It's for your own good. He could feel a moment of excitement boil in his heart that he was going to fight Natsumi. "Leave her to me. This is a fight between us."
He waited for her to say a witty villain line, acknowledging that this was their fight. This was between them and only them. He locked onto his target.
Natsumi batted him away with some telekenisis. "Nah. Magical Sergeant is my enemy. I could care less about you."
The dramatic fight that Giroro had wanted was gone. He was just face first in the wall.
Dororo rushed forward. Natsumi did the same to him, dodging the attack easily.
"N-natsumi! Please stop this." Giroro tried to get out of the rubble. "You are a warrior. Techniques like this...Ending the fight in a second with magic… It isn't like you." He could still be impressed that she had beaten him easily but he didn't like that she was brushing him off in favor of Keroro.
Natsumi ignored him. Giroro wanted to cry.
"Magical Sergeant. You are by far the only opponent who has ever stood up to me. You are the most powerful." She said, approaching closer. "So if you can not join me in world domination, I will have to kill you." She pulled out a sword from nowhere.
"AUGH! Why does everybody want to kill me?" Keroro screamed. Because he was the main character? If he had his powers he could always win!
"K-keroro!" Giroro yelled. Keroro had frozen up, as if remembering Fuyuki.
"M-maybe world domination isn't so bad." Keroro tried to pitifully reason for his life. He glanced over at Kululu and Angol Mois hoping for help.
Angol Mois was hiding under a table, giving a thumbs up. "You got this." She was no magical girl after all.
Kululu was eating popcorn and laughing at everybody's pain and being generally useless.
"You lie to buy time so I can be attacked." Natsumi deciphered. "Good-bye, my greatest foe." She was ready to plunge the sword into Keroro.
"Natsumi! No!" Giroro screamed. He ran forward to protect Keroro, or more likely protect Natsumi from herself.
He grabbed the sword before she could reach Keroro's head. Blood was drawn on his hand but he didn't care. He held it tightly trying to push against her. "This isn't you. You have to fight back, Natsumi. I believe in you. You're a warrior princess, not a villain."
"Oooh~. Trying to flirt with her to get her sympathy. What a tactic. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu made commentary.
"Shut up, Kululu!" Giroro growled.
Natsumi was a little shocked at how he was acting at all. She pushed her sword forward harder.
Keroro shivered. Was death coming for him again? He started crying just pitifully. His legs fell from under him and he just cried on the ground.
"How pathetic. Why is the great Magical Sergeant acting like this?" Natsumi asked. She was confused why Giroro was stronger than him.
"N-natsumi..." Giroro tried to speak to her.
She put her sword away. "I've got better things to do than kill you all. Like conquer the world. You are my enemies, but thanks to your bodyguard protecting you, I will spare your life today. Tomorrow I will kill you." She threatened.
And Keroro believed her.
"Probably helps that he called you a warrior princess. Ku, ku, ku. As the magical girl of love I picked up on you blushing. Who knew the great Natsumi blubablubba wasn't used to flirting?" Kululu decided to just be mean.
At least she's leaving. We'll survive. Keroro realized.
"You know what? I changed my mind." Natsumi was hit hard by Kululu's words. She blasted at the entire base. It started falling apart. Laughing wildly she flew away, thinking she had left them for dead.
Giroro frantically grabbed all his comrades and shoved them under desks so rubble wouldn't hit them. It was about 10 minutes of shaking but eventually everything had fallen.
Angol Mois quickly cleared the rubble away and helped them out.
"Kululu! You ruined everything! We could have died!" Keroro told him.
"Ku. But it was entertaining." Kululu was sadistic as usual.
Keroro slapped him. He had never raised a hand to Kululu before, that was Giroro's thing, but he slapped him hard.
"I almost died!" He cried. "This is real and in no way funny!"
He could see it in Kululu's eyes. Kululu thought it was funny.
"Our friends our brainwashed and shadows of their former selves!" Keroro cried. "Stop acting like a baby-"
"Look I agree that Kululu's a jerk, but yelling isn't going to help anything." Dororo tried to calm Keroro down. "You look like you want to attack him again."
"I want to too, Keroro. But...Just breathe." Giroro was on Keroro's side in the Kululu fight but tried to calm him down.
"Uncle, try to be more positive. Calmer?" Angol Mois suggested. "You too, Kululu. I think you're aggravating him."
Kululu crossed his arms no longer rubbing his cheek. He glared at Keroro once he called him of all people a baby. That and everybody was taking his side. "You know what? I'm done with this. This is Keroro's script and all Keroro's fault. He gave Natsumi that personality, might I remind you, Giroro."
"Hey, you're right!" Giroro got angry at Keroro again.
"I'm done solving this platoon's problems. I'm not going to solve Keroro's problems if you all treat me like this. Ku." Kululu marched off, away from them to go back to the curry restaurant. He was leaving from pettiness.
"Should we-?" Dororo wondered if they should stop him.
Keroro knew they needed Kululu, but he was so mad at how unhelpful he was. And how right he had been that this was all his fault. Giroro was just yelling at Keroro now. "Mois, can you retrieve him?"
Angol Mois nodded. "It's not a full team of magical girls without all five." She agreed. "I'll...Try to talk to him."
She left. They could see her talking to Kululu in the distance, although they could not hear what she was talking about.
"Uncle wants you to come back. I think he needs his entire team. All the magical girls. I know you two are finding but if you find your middle ground, you could say, olive branch of peace?" She wanted there to be peace.
Kululu looked irritated and annoyed. She always takes his side in arguments like this. I didn't write this crummy script! He did! He broke my machine! He wanted to point out.
He glared at her. No matter how pretty her weird outfits might be, it wouldn't sooth his anger. "Are you going to continue playing along with all of Keroro's fake world?"
"What?" Angol Mois seemed confused and shocked.
"You don't have to keep calling us magical girls. It's just keeping things in a false state of fun when the situation should be more serious to him. He should take responsibility. I don't have to take responsibility since it was all Keroro's fault." Kululu explained.
"And...That's why you're leaving out of anger? Because this is for some reason Uncle's fault? But you did try to let him die a few times?" Angol Mois pointed out.
Kululu grumbled. She was taking his side again! Sure he had but he was no good in fights anyway. What could he have done instead? And why should he want to help? Why should he have any obligation to pull Keroro out of another mess?
"He should learn to fix his own problems. I'm tired of being taken for granted, my inventions being used this way." Kululu glared. "Ku. I'm tired of this fake world. I'm going to let them deal with Fuyuki and Natsumi. I'm going back to the curry place. Are you going to do what's right and have fun with me, or are you going to go back to a land of ungrateful fantasy with your stupid Uncle?"
He wasn't really mad at Angol Mois. It wasn't her fault. But for some reason his voice directed it at her, like he was angry at her.
She got a little nervous and frightened. She didn't want to be put in a position where she had to choose between one or the other. "I...I uhh...I can't just leave him..."
"You're always like this. I should have expected that from you. Shouldn't have even asked." Kululu sighed as if he was disappointed in her.
Angol Mois got a little teary. She didn't know what to do. So instead she chose a third choice that was never there.
She flew off into the sky ditching both of them.
"What...What just happened." Keroro hadn't heard the conversation, but he knew Angol Mois was gone now. She had somehow gotten so stressed out over having to choose that she had just left.
Kululu just stared at where she had been moments ago. ….But that still wasn't me. She chose leaving and flying into the sky over me. He turned around and left too.
He didn't need her. Didn't need his platoon to appreciate him. Didn't need anything.
They were down to three again. Just three platoon members. But Giroro wasn't talking to Keroro overly mad at Natsumi's writing.
"I need to go." He finally said.
"W-what? Are you mad at me too, like Kululu was?" Keroro asked, grabbing onto Giroro's leg trying to hold him back.
"Yes. But that's not the point. I need to find Natsumi and save her. I have to figure out how to get her mind back." Giroro said.
"You still love her." Dororo realized.
"Of course. It's the same Natsumi. It's just that she doesn't have her personality. She's brainwashed." Giroro explained. "I owe her to stick by her side."
"We can go to Natsumi together-" Keroro suggested.
"No!" Giroro said harshly. "I don't want to have to protect you all the time. And I don't want her trying to seduce her. She'd hate that when she wakes up."
And before he could stop him, Giroro angrily left. Destroying Natsumi's personality was too much for him. He couldn't forgive Keroro for it.
Keroro glanced at Dororo. He was the last one he had. "Well….It's just you and me then, Dororo!"
Dororo was looking at the ground. "Actually...I'm leaving too."
"What? Why? What did I do?" Keroro asked. Maybe Kululu hadn't been the problem. Everybody really hated his writing!
"Nothing!" Dororo reassured. "But this...Might be my first and last chance to have a normal life. A good school experience. Everybody likes me at high school. They remember me. I...I can't stop thinking about it. I want to go back. I really...Really want to go back."
"Dororo..." Keroro frowned.
"Koyuki might run into me. But I have to go back. I don't care if it's living in a fantasy. If you aren't there….It might be better. They remember me." Dororo said harshly.
Keroro's eyes got big and large with tears.
Everybody hated him. He let Dororo leave and just didn't follow him.
Fuyuki, a villain bent on destroying him. Natsumi, a villain who either was in love with him or wanted to destroy him. Giroro, hated him for what he had done to Natsumi. Kululu, hated him for calling him out as a jerk and for blaming this experience on him. Angol Mois, flew off from some harsh words Kululu had said.
And Dororo hated him just normally.
Tamama...I wish you were here. You'd stay by my side and make things seem good about how it was just you and me. You'd be nice and excited by it.
But right now Keroro was alone and frightened.
Natsumi barely had a bad backstory in Keroro's script. He forgot to give her motives. I'll get around to saying Fuyuki's backstory eventually though.
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