Mwahahaha… Thank you, RunwithscissorsXXXbattlescars, for your ideas which we discussed via private messaging. It'll probably happen not this chapter, but in the next one or two that it's addressed.
Aki had to work that day, so Giroro was left on his own with Kioshii for the first time. After freaking out for a while, he got into the swing of it and was soon carrying Kioshii around in the sling wherever he went(I warned you this would happen).
He put her in her carrier once, and set her in front of one of the baby videos Natsumi had bought, but she fell asleep relatively quickly. Reluctant to take her out to put her in her crib, he turned off the video and carried her in the carrier out to his tent, where he began cleaning his weapons vigorously.
After a few minutes, Mrs. Furbottom slinked into the tent. She poked curiously at Kioshii, and Giroro hurriedly pulled her back.
"Don't wake her up!" he said in a hushed whisper. Mrs. Furbottom meowed questioningly.
"This is Kioshii Itazura Hinata. She's my daughter," Giroro told her.
Mrs. Furbottom pawed his belt, opening up the compartment with Natsumi's picture.
"Meow?" she asked. Giroro nodded. Mrs. Furbottom purred at him, and he smiled. As she slinked out of the tent, his phone rang. It wasn't something he used often, and it usually was buried in his tent. Usually, it was just Keroro calling to tell him that there was a platoon meeting. This time it was no different.
"Giroro! We're having a meeting! Come join us!" Keroro said, and promptly hung up. Sighing, Giroro stood up. He put the sling back on and carefully placed Kioshii into it. He grabbed some diapers, wipes, a binky, and a bottle of formula in case she woke up, then put it into a diaper bag and headed down to the meeting room. (Conveniently forgetting that the only other platoon member who knows is Kululu. Mwahaha…)
Thrusting open the door to the meeting room, with its vast number of unnecessary chairs, Giroro walked into the meeting.
Kioshii had woken up on the trip downstairs, but the binky had her occupied for now.
"This had better be important," he said, hopping into his regular seat.
Kululu was laughing obnoxiously in his seat, and everyone else was staring at him. (including Dororo, who'd decided to come to the meeting even though he knew they wouldn't notice he was there)
"What?" Giroro asked, flushing.
"I think you've got a parasite sticking to you, Corporal," Tamama said, shocing a potato chip into his mouth. Giroro's eyes narrowed.
"WHAT did you just call her?" he exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table. Tamama flinched.
"What'd I do?" he asked. Keroro cleared his throat.
"Um, what IS that thing, Corporal?" he asked. Giroro froze.
"Oh yeah. I forgot you guys didn't know. Wow, this is awkward. I blame Kululu," Giroro said with a sigh.
"Don't go pushing this on him! What is that, where did it come from, and why did you decide to bring it to a meeting?" Keroro asked angrily. Kioshii spit out her pacifier and started crying. Shushing her hurriedly, Giroro pulled out her bottle and offered that to her to calm her down.
"Woah! It made noise! I want one!" Tamama said.
"She's not a toy!" Giroro said, annoyed. "Like I said, I blame Kululu."
"He's right. It's my fault. Kukuku…" Kululu said. "She's Giroro's daughter, genetically. It was my birthday present to him!"
"Wait. Corporal, you had a birthday? Why was I not notified?" Keroro asked.
"I don't like birthdays. It's just stupid numbers," Giroro said heatedly.
"I had to stalk him on Twitter for years to find out what day it was on. Kukuku…" Kululu said.
"So, wait, if that's his daughter, then who's the mom. And why isn't she taking care of it?" Tamama asked. Giroro flushed.
"Genetically, the mother is Natsumi. So, she's at school right now. Kukuku…" Kululu told them, before Giroro could protest. Keroro and Tamama began rolling around on the floor, laughing.
"I bet he loved that!" Keroro said gleefully.
"That's just... too much!" Tamama replied jubilantly.
"Stop it, you guys!" Giroro said angrily.
"Congratulations, Giroro! Parenthood can be a real blessing!" Dororo said.
"Oh, Dororo! When did you get here?" Keroro asked.
"I've been here the whole time…" Dororo replied, his voice quivering. He was soon off in a corner, traumatizing.
"Well, this meeting is obviously going nowhere fast. I'm taking her back upstairs and seeing if I can get her to fall back asleep," Giroro said, and marched out of the meeting room, leaving the laughing frogs behind him.