The cyborg assassin and the space pirate captain

by The-Derp-We-Call-Taruru

My friend made me write this...so yeah o3o It's basically about Zoruru explaining to Pururu why he's so messed up. Why he hates Dororo, why he's made of metal. All that kind of stuff. I think it's a kind of sad story, has some funny and cute bits though later. o3o Has Zoru/puru in it in later chapters too, despite my friend hating that. Rated T for violence and swearing. o3o

4. Mister snuggles and the la-la box

The cyborg assassin and the space pirate captain.
Chapter four – Mister snuggles and the la-la box.
By The-Derp-We-Call-Taruru

(Disclaimer: I do not own Sgt frog/Keroro gunso. I own none of the characters and none of the plot lines.
I DON'T EVEN OWN THIS STORY! MY FRIEND CAME UP WITH IT! I'M JUST WRITING IT OUT!
I own NOTHINGGGG o3o )

{{A/N (Authors notes): Well hello again! :3
Sorry it's been a few more days than normal since I updated. Lots of stuff going on lately, not enough time on my hands you know o3o .
Anyway. Thank you to xinvaderxrandomnessx, ccwrite, and whoever that mysterious guest was who left a review. ^3^
Again, YOU GUYS RULE! B3
And xinvaderxrandomnessx, Nothing I say makes sense either o3o, FLYING PURPLE MONKEY WARDROBE…~ahem. =3=
So anyway, NOW we're gonna start with the back storys (at long last XD).
This chapter, will be, SUPER lame B)
THERE, now I have set your standards low! AHAHAHAHAH! Now whatever I write will be better than it actually is! My evil plan is working! AHAHAHAH *cough cough* ~ahem.
Okay…well enjoy! And feel free to review some moreeee~ *nudge nudge* XD
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Chapter four – Mister snuggles and the la-la box.

He could feel the tension in the ship. He was very sure he was being stared at. It made him feel rather uncomfortable, but he didn't dare look back. He could feel the nurses icy glare on him, and he could sense her strong, determined aura, it almost radiated off of her. He knew she was planning something, and he wasn't happy about it. He hung upside down from the ship as he always did, as it travelled through space. Everyone keeping to their own thoughts in silence for most of the while. But he could still tell that Pururu was watching him closely.

"...Are you sure you wouldn't rather come down and sit, rather than being upside down, lance corporal?" Garuru suddenly asked, breaking the silence. This confused the cyborg, the leader had never made any fuss of him preferring to be upside down before, why was he asking this now? "I'm fine where I am..." The assassin snarled in return, his always bitterness apparent in his voice, as normal. The ship was silent again for a few more moments before the captain spoke again. "I only ask out of your own concern. If you aren't well, then it may not be entirely appropriate to be upside down where the blood can rush to your head. I entrust that you are aware of your own boundaries, but please do not faint on my ship lance corporal". This statement started Tororo off laughing, "Pu pu pu pu puuuu" he giggled frantically, almost falling back in his seat. Taruru quickly joined in as well, snickering his normal derpy giggle. Zoruru twitched slightly and growled, he had found it rather embarrassing enough to pass out in front of his platoon, it was a sure sign of weakness, and he hated showing weakness. Now he could tell that he probably wouldn't live this down for a while.

"Actually captain..." Pururu suddenly spoke up, putting down one on her gigantic needles which she had been polishing for far too long. "I'd like to request that I take lance corporal Zoruru to the medical bay again for a while, I have a few more things to enquire about.". Garuru looked round at her and gave a quick nod before turning back to the ship's steering. "Thank-you sir" She nodded back and stood up, expecting Zoruru to follow her lead. "...And what if I refuse? I don't want to answer any of your 'enquiries'." The assassin growled, not moving from the ceiling where he was stationed. He was really not in the mood for another sessions being asked about things he wasn't comfortable talking about.

"Well I guess there's nothing I can do then..." The nurse smiled suspiciously sweetly, still not taking her seat. "..Oh...I just remembered something though. It's injection day this afternoon. I guess I can't ask you any questions anyway because it would be an awful shame if I had to miss out on vaccinating everyone." She sighed in a slightly fake exhausted way as she picked up one of her extremely oversized needles, running her finger down it's cold, smooth plastic surface. Everyone in the ship seemed to sit up straight, a shiver going down their spines. It was well known amongst the men of the ship, that injection day was very unpleasant. It often left them unable to sit down for at least a week. Zoruru frowned, tapping his claws together quietly. This was a habit that he had never seemed to have been able to shake. Whenever he felt nervous, he would begin to tap his mechanical claws. And nurse pururu knew this. She watched him with a sly smile, knowing that she was going to get her way.

""...I think Zoruru sempai looks veeeeery sick. Yeah, yeah. Uhh...I think nurse pururu needs to see him right away right now cuz otherwise he might stay a zombie forever!" Taruru burst out, clearly also anxious, trying to find a way out of having to have his vaccinations yet. "Taruru he's not a zombie! How many times do I have to tell you!" Tororo grumbled irritably, shuffling uncomfortably in his chair, the laughter, long gone. "Just go with the crazy nurse, scraps!" the orange tadpole hacker demanded, showing a little more of his nerves through his tone of voice. "Recruit Tororo! That is no way to talk about Nurse Pururu. You apologize for that remark this instant!" Garuru demanded slightly harshly. The captain would put up with a lot of childish behaviour and sibling like rivalry in his platoon, as far as he was concerned, it made them closer as teammates, and that was important. But one thing he would not stand for, was name calling and abuse. "But she IS crazy!" Tororo called back loudly, he rarely argued with the leader, no-one did, but clearly his judgement was a little thrown off by the idea of having an icy cold, comically oversized needle shoved harshly into his rump, "What kind of person needs a needle THAT big?!". "TORORO!" Garuru shouted. The entire room went silent, and felt a little bit colder. The captain didn't shout very often, he normally had a very good tolerance to things. The harsh sound even sent a shiver down zoruru's spine. He didn't fear the leader particularly, but from the anger in that shouting, he knew the man meant business. The orange tadpole sunk back in his chair timidly, the small frightened tears in his eyes hidden behind his thick glasses. Garuru gave a sigh, calming himself down. "Tororo, that is unacceptable behaviour. You are to go to the back on the ship and file paperwork for the rest of the day." He demanded, a much more gentle tone this time, although still demanding. The tadpole discreetly wiped tears from under his glasses and ran off to do as he was told. He hated paperwork, but after that, he was prepared to do anything he was instructed to do.

There was another moment of silence before the captain spoke again, in a gruff demanding voice, showing he wasn't to be argued with. "Now Lance corporal, you get your butt down here and answer any and all questions the nurse has for you! And I making myself clear?". Zoruru looked at him, then looked around at the others, a somewhat sense of nervousness in his expression. He wasn't sure why, maybe it was the tension in the room, but he really didn't want to argue with Garuru right now. "Just GO!" Taruru hissed, looking up from his seat and throwing the cyborg a dopey glare. Zoruru jumped down, landing gracefully on his feet, and followed Pururu to the medical bay on the ship without saying a word about it.

"Take a seat over here please" The nurse smiled warmly as she signalled to a chair in her nice little sound proof medical room. He did as she said, flopping down in the chair somewhat lazily, showing further that he didn't want to be there. The nurse sat on a chair in front of him, staring at him, she didn't even say anything, it was almost as if she was expecting him to say something. He gave her an odd glaring look. "...What? Why are you staring at me" he snapped after a few minutes. The nurse smiled again, "You're going to tell me what is bothering you. Begin please." She instructed him in a sweet yet confident voice. The cyborg frowned and snarled at her, "I told you before! I'm not doing this!" He growled threateningly. The female continues to smile and casually got up, she went over to her desk and pulled something out of the draw, it looked like a blanket. The boy looked at it for a few seconds, before it clicked what it was, sending his cheeks to burn red. The nurse unfolded the light grey duvet and held it up in front of her, displaying it's large yellow tinted stain. "I was doing some laundry and this darned stain on your blanket just wouldn't come out. At first I thought it was Taruru's blanket, but then I saw your symbol in the corner. I figured I would go and ask the others if they knew how to get urine out of bed sheets." She explained in a slightly blackmailing tone. "NO!" He cried out slightly louder than he had intended to, "You can't tell them! I'll kill you if you tell them! You can't tell anyone okay! It was an accident okay!" he blurted out.

"Well perhaps if you can tell me what it is that is bothering you, I can overlook the whole laundry situation and the others will never have to find out about your embarrassing little predicament." She giggled in a sweet, yet slightly mocking way. The assassin snarled at her angrily, but he knew he was beat. He was by far the strongest fighter on keron, but he wasn't really the sharpest nail in the tin. He knew he wouldn't be able to outwit her and her devious blackmail.

The partially metallic frog sat back in his chair and signed. "...You PROMICE that if I talk to you, you won't ever let anyone find out about this?" He grumbled quietly, looking away to hide his shame. "Cross my heart lance corporal." She smiled warmly as she put the blanket away and sat back down. The cyborg shuffled around in the seat uncomfortable and looked around the room slightly awkwardly, trying to avoid eye contact with her. "I uhh...I have some uhh...umm some ...well...I have some ...not so nice memories okay..." He mumbled under his breath, just loud enough for her to make out, he sounded almost timid, "I don't...I don't really sleep much...but when I do...I just have all these nightmares and stuff...it's unbearable...". Pururu stared at him quietly, no longer smiling, but a look of almost surprise. Was he actually opening up to her? She had never seen this side of him before, she doubted anyone had. He suddenly seemed vulnerable. He suddenly seemed...well...like a person.

"What kind of memories do you have?" She asked quietly, not wanting to push him too much to talk about anything he was too uncomfortable with. She had planned to squeeze the answers she wanted from him out like an orange on a juicer. But suddenly she felt a little more sympathetic than determined. "I err...umm I don't know...you know...stuff...umm pirates...and scientists...and torture and...yeah...stuff..." he shrugged lightly, still avoiding her stare awkwardly, clearly uncomfortable having this convocation. "Did he just say pirates?" She thought to herself in confusion, what could he have possibly have had to do with pirates? Were pirates even around anymore?

"Zoruru..." She began gently, using his name rather than his rank, wanting him to know that he could talk to her honestly. "I want you to think right back as far as you can. Now, when did the bad memorys start? Start right at the beginning.". The man looked down for a while, staring at the ground, deep in his own thoughts. "...It...it all started when I put mister snuggles in the lala box..." he mumbled, breaking the short silence. A few moments went by while the nurse processed this statement, "Umm...mister snuggles and the lala box?" she asked gently, giving his a looked to almost indicate that he was insane. He shook his head quickly and glared at her, meeting her stare once again. "I was just a kid okay!" He snapped, "...Mister snuggles...uhh...wait...uhh you promise you won't tell anyone about this...right?" He asked, giving her a sharp look as if to say if she didn't promise, she would die. "Of course, doctor patient confidentiality." She assured him with a smile and a quick nod, "Carry on". The assassin mumbled something under his breath and looked away again. "...Mister snuggles..uhh...was my umm...he was my teddy bear..."He mumbled quietly, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly and staring down at the floor to avoid her gaze.

Pururu bit her tongue slightly and closed her eyes. She couldn't laugh, she knew she couldn't. It would be cruel. And besides, if she laughed, she was sure he would never open up to her, or anyone, ever again. But goodness she desperately wanted to start giggling. This threatening, nasty, 'terrified all over the galaxy', ninja, cyborg assassin...had a teddy bear? And worse off, it was called "mister snuggles"?! It just tickled her ribcage thinking about it. She suddenly noticed his icy glare upon her though. "If you even DARE try to laugh I will cut you into little pieces and feed you to a space Cerberus!" He almost shouted, his face heating up slightly. "I'm sorry...I won't laugh I promise! Carry on..." She encouraged, putting on a brave face to hide her inner hysterics. "...I was five years old okay...and yes, I had a teddy bear. ...my mother had...uhh...knitted it for me...it was a panda...it's eyes were little shiny red buttons..." the cyborg continued quietly, his voice getting ever more serious as he went on. "When I was young...I never really...had any friends or anything. Other children never really...well they...hmm..." He made an odd mumbling sound and tapped his plastic eye gently with his claw. The woman gave a nod showing her understanding. "They bullied you?...Because you were different looking?" She asked quietly, just to clarify. "...It didn't bother me...I never needed anyone! ...But that's why my mother made mister snuggles..." He replied, "...His eyes were just like mine...she would say, even when there's no-one else, at least mister snuggles would never leave me. So I took him everywhere...he was my only friend..."

The nurse looked at the man, her eyes filled with sadness. That was something she had never expected to hear. What an awfully sad childhood that must have been. "...Is this why you are having nightmares? Are you remembering the loneliness you endured in childhood?" She asked, trying not to let her voice crack up, feeling her heart ache for the cyborg. He glared at her in return, "No... the terrors in my life all began when I put mister snuggles in the lala box" he repeated, just as before. The woman rubbed her head slightly in confusion, "Okay...so what's the lala box? Why did you put the teddy bear inside it? Why did this cause you so much emotional distress?" she asked, getting slightly impatient. "well uh..." The cyborg began, just as the door crashed open, interrupting him. "NURSE PURURU!" Taruru shouted suddenly. "Taruru! I'm with a patient!" The nurse snapped at the boy, finding his entrance very rude. "But nurse Pururu! Tororo's bleeding!" The young privet cried out in a panic. "Oh my-!" the girl gasped as she grabbed her medical supplies. "Umm...we'll have to continue this tomorrow lance corporal! I'm sorry. But this is going well so far. Don't worry about a thing." She explained, turning back to her patient. "...just go deal with the bloody tadpole okay" the assassin grumbled as he stood back up, walking back out of the room lazily to return to his post. The nurse sighed and rushed after Taruru to go and see to Tororo. But her mind couldn't stop drifting back to the poor lance corporal and his peculiar story. "...I wonder what a lala box is..?" She whispered to herself quietly.

{{A/N: …I'mma too tired to write anything here. It's late at night. =3=
Good night you guys. X3x
Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and stay tuned to find out more about mister snuggles (*snicker* pfffttt mister snuggles bwahaha) and the lala box.
Bai ^3^
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