# Nightmare of Tents #
Fuyuki dug his hands deep into his pockets. The chilly air causing his breath to fog up. Keroro and Tamama followed closely behind him, trying not to get trampled by Fuyuki's quickly moving feet. They were fast approaching a part of town none of them had been to before, but Fuyuki seemed to know the way. Tamama stared up at Fuyuki, his large eyes quivering, he gently tugged on Fuyuki's pant leg and cleared his throat, "Umm... How do you know where the circus is at?"
Fuyuki snorted and looked down at the young frog, "It said on the commercial."
"Oh..." Tamama sighed, dissapointed that he had not figured that out himself.
They continued the walk in silence, Tamama pausing to look over at Keroro every few minutes. Once Keroro spotted Tamama looking at him and he shrugged, not really sure what had gotten into Fuyuki.
After a while of this, Fuyuki started running, leaving the two frogs far behind him. Confused, Keroro stared after the spot in the far distance where Fuyuki had dissapeared. He then grabbed Tamama's hand, "Lets catch up" He said before dashing off, dragging Tamama with him. "FUYUKI-DONO" he called when he was able to see him. He ran until he was right behind Fuyuki and turned to look at what he was facing.
Tamama's jaw dropped. Row after row of tents lined all of their sight. Strange people walked around everywhere. It wasn't as though their was physical, more just the feeling Keroro and Tamama got from seeing them. Fuyuki smiled and walked over to a line of these people standing outside a rather large tent. Tamama tugged on Keroro's hand, "Lets go!" Before bolting towards the line.
Keroro looked towards Fuyuki, noticing the same strange aura on him as on the other people present. "It's probably nothing" he told himself before rushing towards Fuyuki and Tamama.
Fuyuki dug his hands deep into his pockets. The chilly air causing his breath to fog up. Keroro and Tamama followed closely behind him, trying not to get trampled by Fuyuki's quickly moving feet. They were fast approaching a part of town none of them had been to before, but Fuyuki seemed to know the way. Tamama stared up at Fuyuki, his large eyes quivering, he gently tugged on Fuyuki's pant leg and cleared his throat, "Umm... How do you know where the circus is at?"
Fuyuki snorted and looked down at the young frog, "It said on the commercial."
"Oh..." Tamama sighed, dissapointed that he had not figured that out himself.
They continued the walk in silence, Tamama pausing to look over at Keroro every few minutes. Once Keroro spotted Tamama looking at him and he shrugged, not really sure what had gotten into Fuyuki.
After a while of this, Fuyuki started running, leaving the two frogs far behind him. Confused, Keroro stared after the spot in the far distance where Fuyuki had dissapeared. He then grabbed Tamama's hand, "Lets catch up" He said before dashing off, dragging Tamama with him. "FUYUKI-DONO" he called when he was able to see him. He ran until he was right behind Fuyuki and turned to look at what he was facing.
Tamama's jaw dropped. Row after row of tents lined all of their sight. Strange people walked around everywhere. It wasn't as though their was physical, more just the feeling Keroro and Tamama got from seeing them. Fuyuki smiled and walked over to a line of these people standing outside a rather large tent. Tamama tugged on Keroro's hand, "Lets go!" Before bolting towards the line.
Keroro looked towards Fuyuki, noticing the same strange aura on him as on the other people present. "It's probably nothing" he told himself before rushing towards Fuyuki and Tamama.
((so yeah, um I'm just gonna probably do really short chapters, but then hopefully update often. Also I like this chapter a lot more than the first one. *nods*))