Oh yeah...I'm on a roll! We get another look at the Garuru platoon this chapter guys!
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Tamama lay in his bead in the Nishizawa house. He wasn't that scared of the virus that had been released. After all, all it could make him do was be homicidal, right? He was already like that and he could already easily recover. And if it did do anything to him, it would only really make him stronger. And there was nothing bad about being stronger. Tamama didn't even wonder if he had been infected. He was confident that the only one who would really be in danger if he was infected would be Angol Mois. He secretly wished, he could be infected to gain the power to end her. The universe would be better off without her anyway. And then Mr. Sergeant would be all his as an added bonus. He yawned, thinking about all the wonderful ways he could destroy Angol Mois.
Thinking about them won't do anything…A voice told him in his head. You have to act on those urges. His mind reminded. Tamama grinned. He didn't know what exactly had talked to him, but he knew that the voice was right. Let nothing stand in your way.
"I won't." He promised the voice before snuggling into bed.
The next day, Kululu decided to skip the exams on everyone. After all, he got no responses the first time. He made an scientific decision based on facts that the virus didn't work on higher life forms.
Although, he was still concerned about Giroro. Giroro really wasn't that much of a higher life form in Kululu's opinion. Kululu sighed, and decided to test Giroro yet again. He was almost seventy seven percent sure Giroro's mind was as small as a lab rat, thus he would be infected. He was actually surprised Giroro hadn't been infected yet. It was probably because his body was fighting it off, due to being stronger than a rat's.
When Tamama awoke he was not like himself. He had, had another dream about that woman being lovey dovey with his sergeant.
"Grrr…..That woman always gets in the way of everything!" He growled. "Someday I swear I really will just kill her." Tamama suddenly felt a throbbing sensation in his head. His hand sped up to it. He massaged it for a moment to keep it down. He closed his eyes, trying to relax, but all he could really see in his mind was Angol Mois and her smiling face. Annoyed, he opened his eyes.
The world was blurry at first. Then a pitch black. If Tamama had any common sense he would have wondered if he had remembered to turn off the lights. Suddenly he saw something, out of the corner of his eye. Angol Mois was sitting there giggling happily.
"I love Uncle~." She hummed. She played absentmindedly with her hair. Tamama opened his mouth to Tamama impact her. He hit her and she fell onto her back. He lurched forward and reached down to her flesh with his hands.
"DIE! MR. SERGEANT IS MINE!" He yelled ripping into her, caught up in the moment. He tore the piece of her stomach off that held her belly button, like it was a wrapper. He then pulled out her intestines, he wanted her to feel his hand tearing into her organs, but it seemed she was already dead. "THAT'S WHAT YOU GET WOMAN!" He yelled. He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. He wiped them off.
Suddenly, he could see his room again. He looked down at his hands which had been previously coated in blood to see that they were coated in chocolate. He looked at where Angol Mois should have been lying to see his candy pile in a large mush.
"MY CANDY!" He screamed, the only thing he was really worried about. He dropped to his knees to mourn. "I'm sorry…I had no control of what I was doing….May you rest in peace." He then shoved the remains of it into his mouth. After disposing of his accidental murder, Tamama sat down on the floor, still clutching his head in a bit of a headache.
Better ask Kululu what to do. I don't want to destroy anymore candy. Tamama thought to himself, not at all worried about the Angol Mois hallucination.
Kululu left to go check on Giroro, surprisingly he passed Tamama on the short walk. Tamama was clutching his head and shaking a bit.
"Sergeant Major!" Tamama yelled, louder than he needed, "I have this really weird headache with some hazy vision and losing control of what I'm doing feelings….What do I do about it?" Tamama asked.
"What did you do?" Kululu asked, not that curious. Tamama tried to hold back his tears.
"I….I….BLEW UP SOME CANDY!" Tamama sobbed, putting his hands over his face. He didn't mention anything else. Kululu chuckled.
"That's not my problem. Deal with your candy problems yourself. Ku, ku, ku. Unless you of course want me to help you destroy your precious candy." Kululu suggested. Tamama shook his head and quickly backed away.
Kululu continued his walk to Giroro's tent. Finally at his destination, he poked Giroro on the back.
"What do you want?" Giroro asked, nervously. He seemed to be lost in thought about something.
"Have any urges to kill anyone? Ku, ku, ku." Kululu asked. Giroro narrowed his eyes.
"I always want to kill someone. Especially you." He answered. Kululu shrugged, and feeling as if he wasn't welcomed there, stabbed Giroro for a blood sample, and left.
Giroro went back to his thoughts.
Yayoi and Satsuki….Natsumi's friends….Are they good for her? Do they make her safe? Do they help her train for any upcoming battles? No. They do not. I must test them to see if they are good enough to be near Natsumi… He decided. Picking up a gun, he whizzed off to find her friends.
(GARURU PLATOON)
Garuru urged Zoruru to open the notebook to an earlier entry. Zoruru gently flipped the delicate pages to the first page.
Stuff about Gundam and invasion plans were recorded. Garuru sighed, took the notebook out of Zoruru's hands and began to skim for and information that seemed to put the Keroro platoon in danger.
He finally found an unusual entry. Pururu read it aloud so that Taruru and Tororo would know what it said.
"Private Tamama has been acting unusual lately ever since Sergeant Major Kululu dropped the virus he created. I don't know what the signs of being infected are, and I'm a bit nervous to ask Kululu, because it seems he's been acting a bit….Off, too. Whenever I try to ask Kululu about the private's odd behavior and his random laughing fits about Moa-dono dying, Kululu seems to not listen and instead take out what he calls 'blood samples' for me, just being plain needles, he jabs them into my skin whenever I ask about the private. I've decided it's best to just lay low of the sergeant major, but still, I worry about the private. What should I do?" Pururu ended Keroro's log.
"Virus?" Garuru asked, cocking a brow. Pururu skimmed a few pages back looking for the word virus.
"Found something." She answered, she began to read again. "Kululu dropped the virus he created and exposed all of us to it. Worried about the platoon. Hope Kululu can fix everything or I swear I'll punish him." She finished. Garuru looked at her still wondering what virus the entry was talking about. Pururu turned a few pages back trying to ignore everything about Gundam. She finally found a lazy bit of writing addressing it.
"Asked Kululu to make a virus to make pekoponians to fight amongst themselves, going to play with Gundam now." She read. She face palmed.
"So that virus to make pekoponians fight amongst each other was released?" Garuru asked. Pururu nodded. He hoped Giroro was strong enough to fight it off. "Skip to the other entries."
"All right, commander." She nodded, flipping the pages
Before anyone asks, yes there will be pairings. And from my writing you can probably guess which ones. If you're not sure about a couple of them, ask!
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