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Grand finale. Here you go. Apologies in advance.

One week. He had one week of preparation.

It was a lot better than the one days he had previously had for preparation, but still Kululu was a wreck of nerves.

He had barely one the last challenge, and this last one was all or nothing. And it depended solely on popularity a thing Kululu had never had in his entire life.

I'm competing against one of the most popular beings on our planet too...Kululu reminded himself, there seemed to be little chance of success at his current path.

He was a super genius though, and Kululu wasn't one for idly giving up.

I could probably run some sort of brain wave scanner while their doing whatever they're doing during the week preparing for the grand finale...I could probably figure out what keronians want in media and what would get to their hearts instead of their brains...Then I could act based on that. Kululu thought up a good plan of action.

What was the reality tv show crew going to do during the week, though?

"We'll be investigating your lives of course!" Hostustu answered when Kululu finally asked him during breakfast the next day. "I'm sending over camera crews, interviewers, whatever I can! They'll figure out more about your pasts and edit the footage to get at the hearts of the keronians so that the viewers can better understand you and like you. This is something a lot of shows do." Hostustu explained

Damn. Kululu thought in his head. Nobody really liked him in his past and trying to uncover or look at things about him certainly wouldn't make him any more sympathetic.

"So you'll be sending a camera crew to the castle? Wonderful. You may look around as much as you wish." Now that the competition was nearing its end Kinunu was acting like a perfect gentleman hoping to get the fans he hadn't picked up previously.

"You should probably look at my home last though. I mean, a normal house and family would just be pathetic after mine, wouldn't you agree, Kululu?" Kinunu pointed out

Kululu bit back a retort of agreement since he wasn't a fan of his family members.

"All right then. Too the baby pictures and various family members!" Hostustu pointed his finger up triumphantly, "Get aboard the ship outside. We'll be traveling to sergeant Major Kululu's home first."

Kululu was not excited. Seeing his pathetic siblings probably wouldn't bring up his popularity at all.

"Why is there a camera crew at our doorstep?" Rinono, an orange keronian with a bow insignia looked up after opening her door. Kululu stood in front of them, her younger brother who she hadn't seen for a while, at least since he had joined the military. Which was a long time ago for her. "Oh god what did you do?" She asked wondering why a camera crew had been sent to her doorstep.

"Miss, this may surprise you, just as it has surprised me, but your brother is now a finalist in our latest reality TV show: Keron Program!" Hostustu explained their incredibly uncreative name.

"Kululu...Is a finalist in a...reality tv show? What was he competing for...Curry?" Rinono didn't seem to be able to grasp the straws to Kululu's success.

"He is competing for a chance to marry the princess of angol-"

"Lord of terror. That's her proper title." Kululu corrected

"And have the chance to create a race of super keronians via breeding with her." Hostustu finished

Rinono closed the door, and the sound of a Cabinet opening and a bottle being opened could be heard.

She obviously was shocked by the news and had to think about the universe and they mysteries of it in great depth via alcohol.

"Ummmm...Let's try his brother." Hostustu decided

Shupepe was coming home late due to having stopped for some ramen on the way home. Unlike Rinono who had dunked herself in alcohol from the shock, Shupepe merely fainted and was ready to answer questions after he had recovered.

"What was Kululu like as a child? Would you say he was close to family members? Who was his favorite? Any big secrets we should know about him?" Hostustu asked

"Um...Let's see..." Shupepe thought. Kululu hoped that Shupepe had enough common sense to not make him look too bad. "He was a demon child. Absolutely awful. A complete unsociable jerk. Kind of like now. Nobody really liked him. Including us. He was dangerous as heck." Shupepe smiled. Kululu face palmed

Well, that isn't going to boost my popularity. He realized that Shupepe was just making him look scary

"Not really any big disgusting secrets I can say...Ohh! He used to suck his thumb in his sleep! I don't know if he still does that but...And he always had a pacifier on him when he was a kid! And he's not naturally yellow he's baby blue-" Shupepe was cut off by Kululu

"That's enough. I refuse to let my family be interviewed anymore." Kululu decided it was better for them to have no footage on him than bad footage.

"Fine...But what we got here was gold. Let's move on to Kinunu's home." Hostustu smiled.

Kinunu's castle was as fancy and luxurious as he had promised, and the team of interviewers only seemed to interview people that Kinunu had picked out who thought well of him.

"He's the greatest! So kind...Even though he's royalty!" They all said the same things, holding some cash in their hands.

"Are any family members around for interviewing?" Hostustu asked hopefully

"There's something I want to tell you about my family..." Kinunu cleared his throat, obviously about to go into a dramatic back story about his life just to win fans. "When I was born, my mother...Was always busy and always let me get raised by a maid. I grew very close to that maid but she wasn't my mother and I'm sad to say it gave me a slight emotional dis-attachment that I had to overcome. I searched for real love when I became a teenager and went into many failed relationships. To all those watching who have dated me, I am sorry. Eventually though my mother and I talked it over through diplomacy and we grew close, healing my old wounds. That is how I became the benevolent ruler I am now." Kinunu explained what was obviously a bunch of crappy lies.

Kululu could translate Kinunu's actual life quite easily. Overly spoiled and thinking the world revolved around him. Greedy and wanting even more from his life.

No ounce of benevolence in him.

"Great! Perfect I love big reveals on my show!" Hostustu smiled, "I just wish we could get more on that Kululu fellow too...We've got a lot more footage on Kinunu than him..."

"Maybe we could interview some people he worked with previously in the army?" A nameless cameraman suggested

"Perfect." Hostustu smiled.

Kululu was not pleased. If there was one person who was going to speak worse of him than his siblings it was his old mentor in the army who was at the moment having a cup of tea with Hostustu.

"He got demoted from Major to Sergeant Major? Really?" Hostustu listened quite intently.

"He did." Garuru answered calmly

"Now...Please answer honestly...What was the worst thing you think sergeant Major Kululu ever did? And the best ting he did?"

"The best...?" Garuru seemed to think for a moment, "He was smart." That was all he could really think of, "Didn't listen much."

"What about the worst?" Hostustu asked again. Garuru frowned

"I will tell you. But only so justice can be sought against him for the wrongs he has done." Garuru responded

Kululu's face went cold. Which illegal and awful thing would Garuru expose that he did? It would probably either get Kululu publicly ridiculed or thrown in jail. He had been quite a young delinquent.

"He glued my vizor permanently on my head. I am still searching for a way to get it off." Garuru admitted, possibly hoping that admitting on live TV would get help sent to him. He mimed the words, 'help'

Kululu breathed a sigh of relief. That cruel prank had been one of the least bad things he did.

He was in the clear.

"Ahhhhh...Thought it would be cooler than that..." Hostustu frowned. "I guess we've gotten a bit of good back story footage though. Let's go."

Kululu couldn't agree more.

Getting back to the hotel that he had stayed in for the past month, he checked his machine hoping the brain waves of the keron population had been scanned by now.

2 hours remained.

"Ku...That's not too bad though..." Kululu decided. He'd just have to wait.

"All right. The next segment of the episode we'll put on will remain a secret from Kululu and Kinunu and only be for the audience. We're getting the old contestants to vote for who they think should win!" Hostustu smiled as the doors opened and old contestants, minus a few dead ones or ones who had fled into hiding.

"Each of you will now get to vote for who you think should win! Just to tell the audience your opinion!" Hostustu told them.

Keronians of all colors nodded.

"K-kululu...I think it's obvious that Kululu wants to win the most." Sutoto admitted, for once being the one to speak up first. "H-he was in my team for a long time and although he came close to being kicked out plenty of times that wasn't his fault. In fact he was the one who tried the most in our team." Sutoto explained

"Well, I think it should be Kinunu. He's the perfect leader figure and deserves to take what he wants." Kuroro admitted, "And much better than Kululu. I beat him easy in the first match."

"Kululu likes food so I like him." Ebibi answered. Sushishi agreed.

"Although I feel like Kululu was responsible for my elimination I don't blame him. But Kinunu has more style." Buroro reminded the group.

Tochichi, Pawowo, Jabubu, Kamimi, Rukiki, Bakaka, Bokeke, Tatsutsu, Ichichi, Rakuku, Derpopo, and Dudodo, and Akaka didn't actually have much of an opinion. They didn't really care still bitter about their elimination early on.

"I think it should be Kululu...Bobobo would have agreed too." Fredodo responded, "He was...He just shined like a main character. As if he had a life and personality." Fredodo was always the random one.

"Kinunu should win." Nikiki surprisingly didn't side with Kululu. "If Kululu's the one who made it this far than that means—he's the one. I don't want Kululu making a mistake and hooking up with that angol girl if that's the case."

"My brother is in the platoon Kululu is a part of." Suwiwi admitted, "So I want Kululu to win. Bro would have approved."

"Kululu should definitely win. Because he was my teammate. And partner. If you know what I mean." Lemomo winked, nobody really cared about his unnecessary innuendos though.

Hostustu cleared his throat.

"Well, that's everybody who matters that has an opinion then!" He answered

"But what about me! I've met Kululu out of this competition! I talk to someone who openly despises him! My opinion would be the most important!" Zoruru tried screaming

He was not asked his opinion.

2 hours had passed and Kululu had the answers he sought.

Keronians approved of anything sappy and unrealistic standard.

And Kululu knew only one media outlet that would work for him if he played his angle right.

Romance. Romance could be amazingly sappy and people wished for the unrealistic standards of it to become reality. He had learned that from Angol Mois herself.

Unfortunately, he knew that he might actually have a chance if he happened to lie to the audience about doing everything he had in the competition for love. After all when Mirara and Sutoto were under the false impression he had a crush on Angol Mois they had been a bit nicer to him and sided with him more.

Would it really be a lie anything I told the audience? That was what worried Kululu though. He could con the entirety of Keron easily by pretending he was madly in love with Mois and that was why he wanted to win, but he knew deep down inside that the reason he had done everything was so that she wouldn't be stuck with someone awful. So that she wouldn't cry.

Who am I fooling? It certainly isn't me anymore. That really is the reason I'm here.

And telling the truth to all of Keron to win popularity was something Kululu didn't know if he could do.

Would his nerves even allow it? Would he be able to? It might not even work. And he didn't know how many of his enemies were watching the TV ready to laugh at him and poke at his emotional distress just as he had done for them.

He didn't know if he could tell the truth. A lie was easy, but honesty wasn't.

Even if it was a possible way to win.

"I honestly am pleased that I'll have such an easy win in this competition." Kinunu gloated whispering to Kululu over breakfast the next day.

"Easy win? Why would you say that?" Kululu asked

"All the footage they have on your life before this is pathetic. Nothing like a Prince like me. Nobody really likes you. Unlike how everybody really likes me. There's no chance that you could even boost your popularity to threaten me." Kinunu pointed out

"Good news! We've figured out how to possibly get more footage on Kululu and boost his popularity to possibly threaten Kinunu's!" Hostustu yelled at that moment, "Very possibly. Hopefully."

Kululu perked up, listening.

"He's part of the invasion force on Pekopon, which is a big thing. I was thinking of sending a camera man down there to get his relationship with his platoon mates." Hostustu felt smart

"No." Kululu answered almost immediately. If it were exposed that his invasion wasn't getting anywhere he would be severely punished. And it wouldn't help anyone. Also seeing Keroro in his natural state wouldn't boost his popularity at all.

"B-but..." Hostustu pouted at Kululu's difficult nature. "We could see how everybody there thinks of you!"

Kululu was silent. Everybody did hate him on Pekopon, but Pekopon had something important that would help him if he decided the best way to win over the crowd was sappy romance.

Pekopon had Angol Mois, and keron knowing that he actually spoke to Angol Mois on a regular basis, might think he was a better match for her than Kinunu.

And it would be an edge that Kinunu didn't have.

"Fine. Ku, ku, ku. But only one cameraman." Kululu agreed.

"I'll go!" A new cameraman bounced up and down.

"Fredodo?" Kululu recognized him

"I just joined this job. I wanted to do one more job in honor of Bobobo. And this one seemed less than permanent so I volunteered for it. Got hired immediately. I'm a jack of all trades." Fredodo explained

Kululu nodded. Fredodo would be perfect for the job since he was an idiot.

Hostustu rubbed his hands together excited.

"Why do visitors always land on my tent?" Giroro hadn't even been aware that a Keron ship had been authorized to visit them. Keroro must have forgotten to tell them, again.

A gray keronian with a camera got out of his ship.

"Great landing spot!" He smiled, "Nice to meet you. I'm Fredodo."

"Yeah?" Giroro asked, cracking his knuckles about the nice landing spot. "And what do you happen to be doing here, Fredodo?"

"I come from a keronian TV program and am here to interview you." Fredodo explained, he was about to put in more information about the keronian TV program until Keroro popped out of nowhere.

"TV? Interview me? My dreams have come true!" Keroro sobbed tears of joy, "I won't even question who you are or why you're here. Just please, please put me on TV."

"So this is the willpower and determination of a main character..." Fredodo looked at Keroro with admiration. The two shook hands a bond of sorts being formed

"I don't know what I just saw." Giroro admitted

It was easy for Fredodo to settle in with the platoon and get ready for an interview. Nobody seemed to question what he was interviewing about or why he was there or why them.

Well, except Dororo but nobody really listened to him.

"Is it all right if I ask about your relationship to the member of your platoon that's not present at the moment?" Fredodo asked, having already asked them a bunch of invasion related questions that the platoon had all unanimously lied about.

"Sure. Well, Dororo you see was my childhood friend-" Keroro was cut off by tears

"I'm right here! I'm not missing!" Dororo sobbed

"Oh...Uhhhh...You meant Kululu didn't you?" Keroro asked. Fredodo nodded

"Our relationship with sergeant major Kululu? He's certainly really smart..." Keroro answered

"And difficult to work with. He always tries to experiment on me." Giroro frowned

"I thought he was my ally but then he sold me out! He's a liar!" Tamama seemed in a rage

"I think Kululu has a difficult shell but underneath-" Fredodo, wanting to be just like everybody else, pretended Dororo wasn't there.

"Kululu isn't that bad. He's actually a really nice person. You could say, a very good friend? He's on vacation at the moment but I'm sure he'll come back soon." Angol Mois smiled

"Ummm...And who might you be?" Fredodo didn't really know this girl

"I help the Uncle platoon. My name's Angol Mois. Nice to meet you." She smiled

"UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." Fredodo really didn't know what to say. "What a plot twist! So that's why I'm here!"

Angol Mois tilted her head confused.

"Can I ask you some more questions about your friend?" Fredodo asked, hoping to use the reporter skills he didn't have.

Angol Mois nodded and began to take a sip of water while Fredodo asked his question.

"Are you two in love?" Fredodo asked as Angol Mois spit out her drink.

"W-what?" Angol Mois wasn't sure how Fredodo had reached this conclusion. "N-no! That's not how things are at all! We're just co-workers who work together a lot!" She shook her head vigorously trying not to blush.

"So you spend a lot of time together?" Fredodo asked

"I guess...We're kind of always on the side lines together. You could say, we make a great tech team?" Angol Mois answered glad Fredodo had asked a better question.

"Ah. Sure there's nothing going on? No secret unspoken attraction?" Fredodo asked

"N-no!" Angol Mois answered

Tamama snickered loudly on the floor.

"I like this guy." Tamama decided. "Hook that woman and the sergeant Major up. Perfect. Make her suffer."

Fredodo smiled from the praise.

"Thanks. I wanna hook them up!" He answered honestly.

"Good-bye!" Angol Mois stood up and left the room, done with the interview.

"Awww...Guess that's my cue to leave then. I've gotten the footage I need for this job." Fredodo responded. "Bye!" He then disappeared into nothingness, leaving his ship there on Pekopon for the platoon to clean up.

"Where did he go? What? How?" Keroro asked

"I'm a bystander...That's how I get around..." The ghostly voice of Fredodo drifted off.

Giroro screamed thinking Fredodo was a ghost and left in fear.

"Success!" Fredodo smiled, "And the footage was interesting too." He smiled

Kinunu frowned.

Hostustu took the camera quite interested to see the contents.

"Ku, ku, ku...Did you meet my platoon? I'm guessing they weren't much of a fan of me." Kululu laughed

"Well...Yeah." Fredodo admitted. "I met your co-worker too! Geez is keron going to be interested by that."

"Good." Kululu responded firmly.

"Now I'll be leaving. This was the job I was paid for and now I have to go back to my support group. Bye!" Fredodo waved. Kululu didn't really care about Fredodo's character arc.

So he got footage of Mois...That means I probably do have to go through with this. Ku, ku, ku. Hopefully I can make it believable enough and...Not chicken out at the last minute...

I have to do it. I can't just let Mois be tossed to Kinunu to use as he pleases. Kululu thought to himself

Hostustu took the cameras away to start editing footage.

Kululu now just had to plan how to make himself as presentable as possible for the grand finale night. The voting would take place during the final interview from what he had heard.

He just needed to prepare himself.

He had a plan that he would go through with.

He had to win.

"I saw the tapes of Fredodo's interview." Kinunu admitted a few minutes before the final interview.

"Ku? Oh really? I suppose since we're not on camera you're going to be your usual disgusting self." Kululu smirked

Kinunu glared and didn't respond to the comments.

"So she's your co-worker, huh? I suppose you're bothered how she'll be my wife soon then." Kinunu smirked, "Don't worry, I'll treat her as the perfect trophy of a symbol of how Keron will take over the universe and how I beat you."

"She's not a trophy." Kululu answered trying to keep the anger and emotion out of his voice. Nobody would get to him.

"Oh? But she will be. There's no chance of you winning. And don't worry, maybe I'll get my servants to send pictures of our life together every day after this. I'm sure you'd love to see when I've impregnated her. She's mine and always will be after I officially win. You didn't have a chance. You should just forfeit now before you humiliate yourself by being outnumbered horribly by votes for me." Kinunu answered

Kululu kept himself from strangling Kinunu. He knew if he had enough will to not kill the guy he could say a sappy but true love story on live TV.

He wasn't let Kinunu having Mois no matter what. He didn't want to see the pictures of awful torture the guy who probably put her through.

"Remember to cry pointed towards the cameras after I kick your butt." Kululu reminded Kinunu before they were both called on stage.

Kinunu frowned.

Hostustu sat in a large sofa ready to try to stir Keron's heart emotionally. He motioned for Kinunu and Kululu to sit down.

They didn't sit down next to each other.

"Congratulations to you both for making it this far." Hostustu begin. "I've got to ask, when you first applied to be in this show, did you think you'd make it to the grand finale?"

"Of course. I didn't doubt that my people would bring me here. And I'm thankful to all of them." Kinunu answered

"Yeah. There was no chance that I could lose. Ku, ku,ku. I had to get here." Kululu answered trying to sound cryptic.

"And what do you think you'll do with all the fame you'll get if you win?" Hostustu asked

"Thank my people and live my life as normal." Kinunu answered

"Go back to Pekopon and complete the Pekopon Invasion. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu answered. He felt a little tension ease up. Keron wouldn't be around him anyway to make fun of him.

"And how will you treat that Angol girl? How do you imagine your life together?" Hostustu asked

"I'll treat her as the princess she is. She is perfectly suited to me and I will make amazing keronian super children and raise them to invade planets in our honor. She will be a loving wife and stay in the castle doing what she wishes." Kinunu responded

Hostustu nodded and turned to Kululu who was unable to think up a response.

"I..I don't know...I mean..." He paused, having fumbled a bit. He hadn't really thought about what to do when he won and what to do with Angol Mois. "I'd probably treat her like..." Kululu didn't know how to put in words Angol Mois and his relationship, and how he'd probably be still embarrassed around her but still treat her with all the love he could muster. "I'd m-make sure she was happy always and nothing hurt her." Kululu tried not to stutter that much. Each time he almost didn't say the sappy disgusting words he was thinking up, he reminded himself that no matter how embarrassed he was he could play off that. He just hoped he wasn't avoiding Hostustu's eyes too much and wasn't looking too embarrassed.

"You're fumbling. Have you not put much thought into the prize?" Kinunu asked trying not to gloat that much on camera and demonize himself, but wanting Kululu to look pathetic.

"I'm doing this to win, of course I've put thought into it. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu answered

"Now, here's another question. What made both of you decide to enter?" Hostustu asked, scooting in hoping to get an interesting answer.

"For Keron. I knew I had to do this to get Keron to have the best warriors. I'm fighting in this competition for my planet and my people." Kinunu stood up and waved to his people, bowing and trying to pretend to care about Keron.

Hostustu clapped.

"What about you?" He turned to Kululu. Kinunu smirked knowing Kululu couldn't think up a better reason than that.

"For her." Kululu answered. Good bye dignity. Hopefully keron will forget about this within a century.

"Hmm? Do you mean your co-worker? The Angol girl herself?" Hostustu's eyes gleamed, this being the information he wanted.

"Yes." Kululu answered. "You see, well, honestly you've probably already seen it in the previous segment of the episode, Angol Mois the person Kinunu and I are competing for, is my co-worker on Pekopon. She was sent to destroy the planet, but because someone she was close to in childhood was there she decided to put off it's destruction and instead help our platoon. She was put on the tech team with me and we eventually became close."

"I guess you could say she's a friend of mine. She'd probably say that. She was crying about marrying a stranger and how she didn't want this competition. She was really sad when we got the letter about it. I saw firsthand." Kululu explained.

Kinunu wasn't looking happy that Kululu was demonizing this competition by saying a girl was crying about it.

"I promised her I'd do something about it. And now I'm here. I guess to be honest I didn't really think things through, but I suppose the emotion of love just makes you act sort of impulsively." Kululu refrained from putting in a bad word about Giroro. He was trying to keep a calm head as if he was lying about everything he was saying instead of it being the honest and pathetic truth, "After all, who knows if she'll be happy with me winning. I do know that I know about the things she likes though and have seen her in her happiest and sometimes even sad states. I know that we get along and enjoy time together and that it wouldn't hurt her like it would getting together with some stranger. I just want her happiness after all."

"So you joined this competition not to be a jerk, but protect the girl you liked?" Hostustu put on a gasping face for the cameras, even though in reality he was a little bit shocked.

"Yes. I...I l-love Mois. I came here just for Mois and I'm not planning to lose now. It's her life that will be changing because of this competition after all." Kululu was trying his hardest not to blush. Saying he loved Angol Mois even with the mentality that he was lying, was still incredibly hard. The only salvation he felt was that he knew she wasn't watching and he wasn't telling her this to her face.

"Liar. You don't love her. You're just saying that for the cameras." Kinunu accused, "This man, I hate to confess this, but Kululu is a scheming manipulative jerk with no feelings. Nobody really liked him here in this competition."

"True. What Kinunu says is all true. But I do have feelings. And although they've bothered and torn me apart for a long time I'm finally using them for something, and they're to keep Mois safe. I know her better than anybody here and I know that she'd hate life with Kinunu. Ku, ku, ku. In fact he's more of the scheming manipulative jerk with no feelings than me. Everybody only liked him in this competition due to fear and his title." Kululu pointed out, "I could tell you more about him, but that's my job. I can recommend a good book to you when it comes out though. Probably have to buy it from the Vipers since Keron cares more about it's royalty and soldiers than it's people." Kululu explained

Hostustu didn't know if he should approve of the fighting or get it to stop.

"Any last words before Keron is allowed to vote for their favorite among you?" Hostustu asked

"Don't let this keronian fool you. Vote for the best." Kinunu told them

"Even if I lose I probably won't give up. I know I've jerked around a lot of the population and have a pretty big reputation but think about Mois over me. She doesn't deserve any of this. She's the most sickeningly innocent thing I've ever met." Kululu wondered what else he should say after that. Maybe if he appealed to Keron and made them think they had power they'd vote for him. He hated begging, but he'd probably have to. "I've heard a lot that everybody really has a chance for love and I didn't believe that until I came to Pekopon. Now the person I love more than anything is in a difficult situation and might be forced to marry someone who, as you heard, will just keep her in the castle and use her as a breeding tool. I can't let that happen, and I could probably have stopped this if it didn't come down to an awful popularity contest. You all have the power. Ku, ku, ku. Use it responsibly." He tried to make himself sound as desperate as possible, even though he was desperate.

I think I'm going to vomit when I'm done from all this stuff I've had to say...Ugh. Her innocence really did get to me! Kululu was not happy.

"Oh...And also..." Kululu decided to be himself for one last jerky method since he had already acted like a lovestruck fool. Clicking a button on his headphones he played the conversation of how Kinunu had gloated to him about using Angol Mois as a trophy and having his servants send pictures of his life with her to Kululu.

"Ku, ku, ku. Just remember who would treat Mois better." Kululu reminded.

"You may now vote!" Hostustu smiled

It was an hour until the voting had finished, Hostustu held a little envelope with the results.

Kululu tried not to show how worried he was. Had all he had done been enough?

"The person who won had a landslide of votes. Keron seems quite impressed." Hostustu explained, "Honestly I am too. So many things make sense now."

Kinunu smirked.

"The winner that Keron has elected is..." Hostustu paused for dramatic effect

Kinunu begin to stand up, not even considering the chance he had lost.

"Kululu. Kululu is the winner." Hostustu smiled, and clapped, "Good job! Keron has been quite taken with how romantic it was for you to do all this."

Kululu smiled. I knew it. I knew Keron was a bunch of idiots, seduced by romance.

Kululu was happy though. He had finally done it. All he had done was for something. And Kinunu had now no chance with Mois.

The cameras caught Kinunu crying in his humiliation and he ran off.

Kululu had won. Officially. Everything was now over and he could go back to how things had been before all this.

But there was now the matter of telling Angol Mois the news.

And although he knew she'd approve of him over Kinunu, he didn't know if she'd be happy with the idea of marrying him.

He didn't want to think about it at the moment though.

Instead he celebrated his victory and basked in how he had won.

Finally done. Sorry that this was a crappy chapter and sort of rambly. But now I can start on the second arc! Yay!

I'll probably not start that arc for a while though. I'm going to work on some other fanfiction.

Um...Thanks for reading.