Everything from here on is the work of Nella. Please give a big plate of cookies to Miku-chan for starting an awesome idea. I hope to keep the story flowing and following her style a bit instead of just cutting cold turkey and going straight to my usual writing. Let me know if it's good or what can be done to improve the story's feel.
Enjoy~
-Keroro's POV-
I woke up to trees all around me and now I can't find my way out. I can't find anyone. Natsumi didn't even trust me with some of the supplies so I'm alone, defenseless, and without food.
"MY LIFE SUCKS!" I cry out to the sky above me. I walk a little further only to stumble on a rock and slap my face on a low hanging branch. *groan* "What did I do to deserve this? I know I shot the tornado gun but I'm still a really good guy who should get the best in life."
Maybe I should sit here and wait for everyone to come to me. That's what my mother would tell me if I got lost in the mall. Same logic right? I place myself upon a mossy log and listen to the sounds of bugs and birds in the woods.
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"I am so booooored!" Forever passed with nothing but more pekoponian animals passing by. I tried to talk to the squirrel but he was too proud of his acorns to notice me. I look at the pink sky depressed about the wasted day and the growling stomach inside of me. "I'm going to have to sleep here aren't I?"
I curl upon the mossy log and try to think of gundams to calm down. Soon I fell asleep.
-Momoka's POV-
The first thing I notice after the tornado incident is the bright sunlight shining through my eyelids. I really hope I'm not dead and the light isn't heaven… or hell for that matter. Although I'm sure I wouldn't go to hell. I'm too innocent for that.
"Momoka?" I know that voice. It has to be Fuyuki.
"Momoka?" Please tell me he didn't die too.
"Momoka please wake up." I take a chance and flutter my eyes delicately. Right above me is my beloved Fuyuki. He's looking so hard at me but he smiles right after I open my eyes. "You're ok!"
He leans closer and pulls me close in a hug. My heart stops beating as I lean into him.
"Fuyuki." I say his name hoping to get any of my questions out but I still can't speak with his loving hug. He pulls away. At this moment I can see the sand around us. We must have landed on a different part of the beach; I can't see any of the wreckage.
"It looks like we were lucky and landed near each other. I'm so glad you're not dead!" He beams at me.
"I'm glad you're not dead too Fuyuki." I smile at him as we appreciate life for a moment. We are interrupted by a calm voice near the trees.
"Miss Momoka. My mustache sensed I would find you here. Are you alright?" Paul straightened his suit and stands beside me and Fuyuki.
"Yes. I'm fine Paul." I stand up and brush off my blue dress. "Now we just need a plan to find everyone else."
"I suggest that we head to the west Miss. There used to be a tourist spot and there may still be a map to help us locate the others based on how the tornado spiraled and traveled." Paul suggests.
Fuyuki and I nod our heads in agreement so the three of us walk along the beach. The sun eventually began setting but Paul quickly built a campfire and sitting logs draped with clean leaves. He prepared a simple berry snack and sleeping area.
Even though I was happy to be lost on an island with Fuyuki and a sunset, I swear I will murder everything if we don't find civilization soon.
A little Fuyumomo for you guys. Hope Keroro can survive the ever growing angry mob.
