Angol Mois probably does not deserve what she goes through in this fic.
Anyway there's only really one chapter left after this.
Although Saburo had been chewed out by both Angol Mois and Kululu now, he wasn't giving up. And the best part was that he could see that his plan was now sort of working on Angol Mois.
She was confused. He knew she was slowly falling for Kululu since when he saw them interact there was just this atmosphere of something being off, different. Angol Mois would sometimes get frazzled and look at him for a few seconds longer than usual.
She seemed a little out of it when talking to him, but would quickly try to cover it. It was clear that things were working on her.
I could use this. Saburo decided. He knew she wasn't fully in love with Kululu yet. But she could be. If he pushed her a little bit more, she could fall for him.
She had great potential to like him after all. She had willingly kissed him, she enjoyed spending time with him. She trusted him, valued his friendship and thought he was a really cool person.
All he had to do was push a little bit more.
Geez though. I wish Kululu would stop being so stubborn. If he actually tried to win her over, I'm sure she would accept. He knew she had liked Kululu's fake poem. She wanted his attention. Desired it. But she just wasn't going to get it because Kululu and Angol Mois were both idiots.
Saburo just sighed about how he had to continue sticking his nose into their business since they'd likely never sort it out themselves.
"You know, I'd like to apologize." Saburo told Angol Mois, sure he could push her a little more to act more frazzled and into Kululu.
"Apologize? For what?" Angol Mois asked. "The whole conning me thing? Everything you've done in relation to me and Kululu?"
"I apologize for saying he had a crush on you. I..It turns out I was wrong." Saburo lied.
Angol Mois took a step back. Saburo was wrong? What had changed his mind to drop the subject of Kululu having a crush on her? She was totally confused. "Huh?"
"Yeah, me and Kululu talked about it. I thought if I set him up with someone he'd be happier, less lonely, ya know? He'd have someone always by his side even when I can't be." Saburo gave her his real reasoning.
Angol Mois nodded. "Well, don't worry I'll-" She tried to reassure.
"I picked you to be by his side because I thought he liked you. I mean, it doesn't much matter who I picked as long as it was the person Kululu wanted. But hey, turns out he likes someone else, so I guess I have to start things over again." Saburo sighed annoyed. "I probably should have expected that he liked Aki when he said she was the most dangerous and most attractive woman on this planet."
Angol Mois frowned. "M-most dangerous?" She felt offended. Oh yeah. Like a pekoponian woman who can punch things is more dangerous than a planet destroyer. She realized that there were probably other things that Kululu had said about Aki that she should be focusing on.
But the thing was she could sort of believe the rest. Sure it made her feel a little sad, that disappointed feeling growing a bit louder in her heart, but it was believable.
"I mean I really did think he liked you, but...When I asked him his feelings about you, he said he didn't think you could cook curry as well as Aki or be nearly as sexy." Saburo sighed. "Honestly I think the curry was more important to him."
"He doesn't think I can make curry as good as her?" Angol Mois frowned. "Well that's just wrong. I'll show him. I'll make curry so delicious that he'll be like 'oh Angol Mois I'm sorry I doubted your cooking. Also I know you're more dangerous than anyone else. I guess I love you.'." Angol Mois mimicked Kululu's voice.
Honestly those were the only two things she was insulted by.
But it did the job. Now she was going to be trying to get Kululu's affection. Hopefully he took the cue and confessed to her.
When curry was being cooked, Kululu came out of nowhere always to find it. He had a kitchen in the base just for curry to be made.
He saw Angol Mois cooking up curry, she was dressed in a cute little apron. He noticed that she had stitched on little words on her apron that said 'Kululu's curry' and a heart.
"I wanted to stitch on the last word, chef." She explained looking at how confused he was. "But I ran out of letters. You could say, my bad!"
"Darn. I thought it either meant you were made out of curry or I got to eat curry off of you. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu sighed. "Although...That would be rather creepy if you were made out of curry. I don't think I want to eat any of my platoon mates so I won't make an invention like that."
Angol Mois looked at him oddly. "I made you some curry! I want you to try it and tell me what you think!"
Kululu sat down at a table. He was always willing to help someone improve their curry making skills through taste testing. "Technically I'm Kululu's curry chef you know."
She set the plate down. He wasn't picking up how cute she was and how cute she was being to try to do nice things for him and win his attention!
"But don't I look so much nicer in the apron? I look cute don't I?" Now Angol Mois was obviously fishing for compliments.
Kululu ate the curry. "Either go big or go home." He decided. "If you couldn't use all the letters for Kululu's curry chef, it would have been much easier to just write Kululu's with the heart on the apron. Ku, ku, ku. Would have made more sense too. Kululu's curry however just leaves a state of confusion." He gave a reasonable and logical answer and gave her advice.
Angol Mois frowned and pouted. "Would you have preferred that? Would I have looked cute then?"
"Ku, ku, ku. You'd look cute in whatever you wear. But you'd look especially cute in anything that had my name on it." Kululu grinned.
"Awww,,," Angol Mois was getting exactly the sort of compliments she wanted.
"Or you know, spirals, or my face." Kululu continued. "Please wear something with my face on it. Ku, ku, ku. I swear it wouldn't look creepy or weird. You'd look great."
Angol Mois just stared at him blankly. Why'd he have to always be like this? What was up with his desire to put his face on everything? She was just so creeped out. "No."
"Please…? Please pretty please?" Kululu begged.
"Maybe for your birthday. If you're super nice to me all year long." Angol Mois decided.
"Ku. Nice." Kululu grinned. She wasn't sure why he was so happy cuz that was a really weird desire to have.
"How's the curry?" She asked.
"Icky." Kululu frowned. "The secret ingredient of curry is always supposed to be love. But you put in too much love in yours. It burns away my insides. Ku, ku, ku. But it's curry so it's also delicious."
She wasn't sure if that meant he liked it or not. He was eating it hurriedly. "But am I a good curry cook? Like….Maybe second best in the Hinata House?" She knew he was first best.
"Ku, ku, ku! Well of course you're second best! You're my disciple! I taught you everything I know. Somebody been insulting your curry making skills, Mois? Because that's an insult to me and I will help you take them down." He eagerly told her.
Angol Mois smiled. It was nice when Kululu was on her side and complimenting her. It made her happy. Guess Saburo lied about that. As usual. I should stop listening to Saburo. She decided.
"Any...Other bad miscommunication this person insulted you about?" Kululu asked. He was beginning to suspect that this person might be none other than Saburo. And he didn't want another fight on his hand.
It was better to talk openly and honestly and sort through their issues. So he wanted to make sure Angol Mois was all good.
"Umm...You think I'm dangerous, right?" Angol Mois asked.
"Extremely. You could kill me with just a glance." Kululu reassured. "You're the lord of terror."
Angol Mois giggled and smiled to herself.
Man, that's a cute giggle. Kululu tried not to think too hard about it.
"And umm...I know this is a weird question to ask, but..." Angol Mois frowned.
"Just ask it. We don't want another 'I apparently don't like flip phones' fight on our hands. I don't care how weird it is, as long as it's bothering you I might as well refute it." Kululu crossed his arms.
"I can be sexy right? Like at least sometimes? Right?" Angol Mois asked a little too enthusiastically. She inched closer waiting for the answer.
She asked it too innocently.
"You'll be pretty darn sexy when you're wearing a skirt with my face on it." Kululu replied. "The sexiest."
Angol Mois wasn't sure if that was the answer she wanted. "I think this conversation is over."
"Sorry, got to be a creep even when I'm reassuring someone. Ku, ku, ku! Glad we had a nice chat." He waved.
She walked off to think about if she was happy or just creeped out.
She was glad that they had talked it over and dealt with it. But she still felt a little odd. Not because she was worried any longer because Kululu had made it very clear, with neither of them mentioning Aki, that he found her curry the best, she was the most dangerous and she was attractive.
But she was worried because she had been jealous. I tried to get his attention. I fell for that stupid plot so quickly.
She didn't want to admit she had been jealous, but she very much had been. Ugh. I keep thinking about Kululu. Gotta get myself out of this Kululu obsession. Kululu had already rejected her.
That and they couldn't mess up their friendship dynamic. It was too important. She could not allow herself to become obsessed with Kululu.
But she kept thinking about him like some sort of obsession. How nice it was that he counted her hits till planetary destruction, looking at fault lines with him, okay a lot of things that combined her other obsession, destroying the planet, with Kululu.
God, she really needed to stop thinking about Kululu. Maybe if I spend more time with Uncle again...Yes, he'll remind me where my heart truly lies! He'll fix things!
She had been spending less time with Keroro lately. Maybe it was the fact that he was avoiding her saying something like 'when you're around, Tamama's around,' poor guy still hadn't gotten over that truth or dare game.
Still she bounded over to Keroro's room.
"Uncle! I thought we could play board games, or watch something together or-"
"You could watch me build a gundam model?" Keroro suggested. "I'd love that."
He started putting the pieces together, lecturing on Angol Mois how important each piece was. "And I have to take things slow, gundam model making is very important you see...So important, more important than work."
"Uh-huh." Angol Mois frowned, barely listening to him. Hearing Keroro talk about his hobbies...Well she knew they were his hobbies and she had always tried to sound polite and like she was listening, but he never really involved her. That and she wasn't very invested in gundam building.
It was just weird. Something about spending time with Keroro wasn't that fun anymore. There had always been this sense of looming boredom, but she could remedy that with hope that someday it would get better and that Keroro would love and pay attention to her. But now it was like that didn't even help.
There was no chemistry, nothing torrid and romantic about spending time with him. It was like she had realized there were more fun things out there. There was even the occasional fantasy about kissing Kululu instead.
No! You gotta stay in love with Uncle! Mois get your head in the game. She wanted to slap herself. Think back to all your memories. All your attempts to win his heart. Remind yourself why you like him.
She just kept coming back flat. No matter how much she tried she just couldn't figure out why she liked him. It wasn't like he was her type, he didn't really share any interests with her. He wasn't ever interested in her.
Come on. What makes your heart flutter about Uncle? What makes you want to spend the rest of your life with him? She tried to remind herself.
And the only word or answer that she could find was nostalgia. There wasn't any other reason.
And now that the nostalgia was gone- well she couldn't fall back in love no matter how hard she tried.
She just didn't like him. She had fallen out of love. She didn't know when this had happened, just that it was. How long had she just been clinging to nostalgia? A week? A month? A year?
She didn't know.
It wasn't like just because she didn't love Keroro she was suddenly in love with Kululu. She still very much wasn't sure where her feelings were for Kululu.
"Could you deliver this gundam model to Keroro for me?" Saburo asked, Angol Mois. "It could help your relationship with him." He winked. He didn't like reminding her that she was in love with Keroro but he needed to figure out where her feelings were on the Keroro matter.
"You can probably give it to him yourself." She shrugged. "I...I don't really need to help my relationship with him."
Uh-oh. Did they get together? That would suck. He knew Angol Mois had a life outside of him trying to set her up with Kululu, but he was instantly worried. "Oh? You two hook up?"
She shook her head. "I don't...Think I really feel anything for Uncle. I can't remember the last time I had any desire for him besides wanting his attention so he could appreciate me, or because of 'romance for the sake of romances' sake."
Saburo had to suppress the urge to grin. So she was falling for Kululu! She had finally gotten over the Keroro thing. "I'm sorry to hear that. But I won't bother you about it again."
She nodded. "Don't think that just because I don't like Uncle I like-"
"Kululu, I know." Saburo smiled.
"I was probably falling out of love for him for a while. So it's actually got nothing to do with Kululu." Angol Mois explained.
Saburo was honestly surprised by that. But if it had started before all this...He guessed he just had to believe her.
Still she only realized it now. That meant that she had to be falling for Kululu, right?
He needed to get her to confess. To herself, and to Kululu. And there was only one way to get her to do that that he could think of.
"Back to an over dramatic plan I guess." He sighed and laughed a bit. Sure his two last over dramatic plans had caused tears and a lot of anger, but this time he had no intention of manipulating Kululu. He had a plan.
Angol Mois's feelings didn't nearly matter as much to him as Kululu's.
"Warning. Only for aliens and the extreme risk takers." Saburo read his book, "Faking one's death. Faking someone's death can get them to realize how truly they love the other person. You gotta get others in on the plan besides yourself, but it works despite it's extremeness." Saburo didn't know if he trusted his wingman book.
He knew Angol Mois would cry, but she would realize she loved Kululu. And honestly she kind of needed the push.
"Other people in on it, huh..." Saburo frowned. He couldn't use Momoka's fortune to make it seem like the planet was in danger. She wouldn't use her fortune for something non Fuyuki related.
What else, besides Kululu and Momoka, had the instruments to fake that the entire planet was in such extreme danger from a force that wasn't Angol Mois?
Only one thing came up in Saburo's mind that was as dangerous. The Garuru Platoon. They had the tools, being an A class platoon, to freeze the planet just long enough to make things look in danger. They could also probably use their special effects to make buildings fall or something. If the Keroro platoon faced them and Angol Mois just came out long enough to see Keroro get defeated and for him to tell her that Kululu was dead...Well it would probably convince her.
They had the tools. But would they help him? It didn't seem high on their priority list, use their abilities to hook two people up. Oh wait, they'll definitely help. I'm Kululu's best friend. And as Kululu's best friend he's given me all their black mail!
In fact he had everybody's blackmail. The Keroro Platoon's, the Garuru Platoon's. He had gotten the Keroro platoon's on his own but he was really thankful about how Kululu had gossiped about the Garuru platoon to him.
He called them up immediately. "Yo. I need a favor." He said on a laptop computer screen. It probably wasn't the best software to webcam them but he didn't care.
"Ah, the pekoponian boy who we encountered. I don't know how you got this number, but we're busy." Garuru replied.
Saburo looked in the distance. They didn't look that busy.
"Pizza party! Pizza party!" Tororo cheered in the background.
Maybe it's a keronian thing to be a bunch of fools and incompetent to some level. Saburo decided. "I need you to fake that the planet's in danger. Freeze it for like a few hours, dress up as some villainous aliens and pretend to take out the Keroro platoon and do some special effects to make it seem like you've been having this huge attack."
"And why the hell would we do that?" Garuru growled. "Pekoponian, I don't know if this is news to you, but we aren't as easy to exploit as the Keroro Platoon. We aren't just going to fly over to do your bidding..."
"I have all of your blackmail. And I will send find your families and send it to them." Saburo threatened.
Everybody looked shocked.
"What blackmail is it that you speak of?" Garuru remained calm and composed.
Saburo grinned. "Name's Saburo Hojo, and boy...Do you guys have a ton. But I'll start with the worst stuff first. Taruru, you draw your freckles on and have been trying to smear yourself in jelly in forests to attract beetles."
Taruru blushed. "ACK! Why are you telling people?"
Everybody looked at him. "Taruru is always like that. This is not so surprising." Garuru shrugged.
"Tororo, you're harassing multiple fast food chains twitter's. They don't know it's you though or your address. Would be a pity if they banned you from getting service." Saburo sighed.
"Pu. You wouldn't dare." Tororo just shook his head.
"Zoruru recites Shakespeare to himself when he's alone and likes to play spiderman back at Keron. He has fake web shooters that he bought at the toy store." Saburo continued.
Zoruru blushed a lot. "Y-you can't tell anyone. My reputation as an assassin-"
"Pururu not only has wrinkles that she tries to hide-" Saburo was cut off.
"I do not! I'm not old!" Pururu denied.
"She has a big crush on Garuru." Saburo finished.
Pururu blushed. "T-that...That isn't...That isn't true!"
"I've got more on that if you're not willing to help." Saburo replied. "But now I've come to the last member..."
Garuru looked at him sternly. His entire platoon was circling around him begging him to help Saburo because they didn't want their blackmail to be spilled.
"You bathe with rubber duckies and have like...a giant collection of them. You never take a bathe unless you have a rubber duck. Sometimes on a mission you don't bathe for a week because you don't want your duck to be on the battlefield." Saburo deadpanned.
Garuru looked ashamed as his platoon just laughed. "We understand the situation. You have us compromised. I don't know how a pekoponian got this information-"
"I'm Kululu's best friend. He gossips about you a lot." Saburo grinned.
"It always comes back to Kululu being a jerk doesn't it?" Garuru said harshly. "But we understand. We will do as you ask. Explain what you want."
So Saburo explained his plan. How everyone would be in on it except Angol Mois and how they were supposed to pretend to be defeated by her after they made her believe that they had killed Kululu, how they had to convince her by any means.
"Understood." Garuru nodded. "One question though."
Why am I doing this? Saburo wondered. "Yes?"
"Where will Kululu be in all this? I assume he's not in on the plan either." Garuru asked.
"Kululu takes a nap between 12-4. He likes working during the night. He'll be completely asleep. He'll just sleep through this whole ordeal." Saburo told him.
Garuru nodded. At least they didn't have to see Kululu's face on this Pekopon visit.
It was easy to convince the Keroro platoon and everybody else to be in on it. He just passed around slips of paper with their black mail.
"Read what I wrote to each and every one of you. I will reveal your secret to who you least want, if you don't help me with my plan." Saburo threatened.
Everybody looked hesitant. They all had so much blackmail that Saburo had just picked the easiest thing on the paper.
"Augh! I don't want everybody to know I'm a nerd!" Fuyuki shouted.
Natsumi sighed. "We...We already know." Saburo was lucky that most of them were stupid. Their secrets most everybody knew they just felt like they didn't.
"We...We agree to your conditions, Saburo." Keroro nodded. He had to keep his secret a secret no matter what! That he was writing a 50,000 word gundam slash fanfiction! "So...We gotta keep this from Mois and Kululu?"
"Why?" Dororo asked. "Why do we have to get Angol Mois to believe that Kululu's dead? Won't she be sad?"
"I mean I can understand using this to get another to appreciate someone, but..." Natsumi frowned. "Kululu's the one who needs to appreciate her more. Not the other way around."
"She needs some help overcoming something and I want to help her." Saburo replied. He needed her to overcome the block in her feelings, to figure it out for herself. Even if he had to simulate pain. "And I want Kululu to be appreciated. I'm Kululu's friend."
They nodded. They all felt bad for Angol Mois, but they cared more about their secrets than her.
"Will she really care though?" Tamama asked. "I don't think life or death mean a thing to that woman."
It was true, this could blow up in Saburo's face. But he had to believe.
The plan started at 1, when Angol Mois woke up and when Kululu usually was asleep for about an hour already.
She didn't think the day would be anything odd. She went out shopping, not paying attention to how frozen the world was.
Holographic buildings crumbled around her. Pretend laser light shows shooting at things.
"Well that's odd..." Angol Mois decided. "Hmm...I hope there's a sale at the supermarket."
Her cell phone rung as she was shopping, trying not to bump into all the frozen people. It kind of reminded her about how the Garuru platoon had frozen the planet, but she didn't care enough about that issue.
You could say, not my problem? She decided. She'd just stay out of it if there was another fight. She really hated being stuffed in that angol stone.
Her cell phone rang she picked it up. "Hello!" She said in a chipper voice.
"M-mois...Where are you? Aliens have been attacking for the last twelve hours. The world is in dissaray. Everything is dying. A race that looks a lot like the keronians but have cloaks on called the Jekels have attacked..." Keroro explained.
"The Jekels, huh? Odd...I've never heard of them...Maybe I destroyed most of their planet and forgot?" Angol Mois wondered
That did explain the frozen people and the crumbling buildings.
"Stop being casual! The Keroro platoon is fighting for their lives! Where are you?" Keroro demanded.
"Uhhh...Supermarket. There's a sale on meat today. I was wondering about all the weird stuff." Angol Mois replied.
"We need you, Mois! I don't know if Giroro can continue fighting, I'm hiding right now. Tamama just got blasted and Kululu well..." There was sadness to his voice. "Just come now!"
Wait...What happened to Kululu? Keroro had let the sentence hang there. She wasn't sure what was happening. "I'll be right over. I'll be right there." She promised and hung up.
She dropped her bags and removed her disguise and flew.
She knew the Keroro platoon had faced hundreds of alien foes before. There was no reason to worry, she told herself.
These would be beaten in a second. But she still couldn't help but worry about Kululu. What did he mean 'and Kululu…?' Kululu wasn't the type to heroically sacrifice himself and throw himself in the fray. But if these were intelligent aliens they'd target him first as the most dangerous and capable.
Kululu's technology always saved the Keroro platoon's skins. So he was the most of a threat.
Angol Mois landed by the front of the Hinata House. The Garuru platoon had used some teleportation to send the top of the house to another location so it could look like it was just entirely gone, only the basement left. They'd put it back and things would be fine later.
She saw holographic broken things everywhere. Garuru in a cloak with a fake lizard tail on smacked Keroro towards a fence like was planned.
"Uncle!" Angol Mois ran over to him.
"Mois. You came." Keroro groaned, remembering his scripted lines. "You...Gotta defeat these guys. Giroro took the Hinatas to safety...Dororo I think is helping Tamama hide while he's injuries, and Kululu..."
"Planning a counter attack? Shouldn't I join him in the base then?" Angol Mois asked. "I can take you to safety, Uncle."
Keroro shook his head weakly and took her hand. "I'm fine, compared to him. Kululu...He...They struck hard and fast. He's..." His voice was shaky. "Kululu's dead. They killed him."
Angol Mois dropped Keroro's hand. She just stood there for a moment. No. No that can't be. She couldn't process that. Couldn't accept it.
Perhaps it was fake like a lot of other stuff that had been happening to her.
She couldn't lose Kululu. She would see him again. He wasn't dead. She wouldn't never ever see him again.
"Mois? You're kind of silent there?" Keroro told her.
Garuru did his best to fake growl. He really did feel sorry for Angol Mois. She looked like she was in shock.
"If it makes it better, the rest of us are all alive! I mean, it was just Kululu anyway." He had never seen Angol Mois so shocked so Keroro tried to reassure her.
"J-just Kululu? Just Kululu!" Angol Mois snapped. "Kululu was my best friend! He was...So important to me. I...I won't ever see him again. N-no. He can't be dead! T-that's not fair! I...He was one of the few people I would have not wanted dead a-and..." Angol Mois stuttered and hiccuped. "I will never see him again. H-he's gone. And there's nobody like Kululu in the entire universe." She was crying now.
Keroro kind of wiggled away. He had done his job and he didn't really want to be here when she blew up on the Garuru platoon. The reason they were an A platoon was moments like this when they would no doubt have to flee from Angol Mois's rage.
"Are you going to swear revenge, Angolian?" Garuru growled.
Angol Mois didn't recognize his voice. "Yes."
Garuru flew up into the sky with the rest of his platoon. "Well then we will flee. At the present moment we could not defeat you."
Angol Mois flew into the sky after them. She hit them with her spear just as they teleported away back to their ship. It looked like she had hit them though and they used more holographics to make it look like they landed on the ground dead.
"There wouldn't be anywhere you could flee that I could not find you. After I mourn...You'll all be gone anyway." Angol Mois frowned
Garuru had the sinking suspicion she was talking about either an extreme number of planets including Pekopon, or the universe. Thank god Kululu's just downstairs in his base sleeping. Because if he actually died…..He didn't know why he had agreed to tick off a planet destroyer. When she found out they were in trouble.
He flew his ship off far away.
Angol Mois dropped to the ground to cry as soon as she thought she had defeated her foes. Everything still looked destroyed. She wanted to ask how Kululu had died, where was the body, but she just couldn't get the words out.
"M-mois…? You okay?" Keroro finally stood up and brushed himself off. He had never wanted to traumatize the poor girl, even if it meant protecting the secret of his slash fanfiction.
"H-he's..H-he's really gone! A-and I wasn't there for him, it just all happened so suddenly. Just yesterday we were talking! Laughing and joking! A-and I was like 'I gotta stop obsessing over Kululu I mean it would be pretty bad if I liked him or something it c-could ruin our friendship' but like...Death ruins friendship. Not feelings! K-kululu's dead." Angol Mois just bawled.
"Ummm…?" Did Angol Mois like Kululu or something? Keroro kind of wanted to keep out of this whole kurumois thing. He didn't want anymore of them sucking faces. "There, there."
Angol Mois slapped his hand away. She ran off to go to his lab. Maybe the body was there.
She willed her legs to move as she just left.
She felt so empty when she broke open the lab door with her lucifer spear. She couldn't knock if Kululu was dead.
She walked in. Everything was fine and untouched like normal. Like Kululu should be there.
Her eyes looked around the dim light weakly. She saw Kululu on the ground as if everything was fine. He hadn't even fallen asleep in his bed, he had kind of just rolled out of his chair and curled up on the floor like a cat. Junky empty snacks surrounded him.
Is...Is he dead? Is this how he died? What if the aliens hadn't even killed him? What if he had choked on a hamburger?
She sniffled and cried. I loved you. I really did. I'm sorry for not being able to face it. I'm sorry for not realizing it sooner. I thought I needed time, I could have that time, but...You were killed by the aliens/hamburger too soon. She grabbed Kululu on the floor and let out a loud wail of a cry. "Kululu! Kululu!"
Kululu opened his eyes, the getting grabbed and loud noises abruptly waking him. He wasn't sure what was really going on. He yawned.
Angol Mois was about to drop him on the ground, but she frantically caught him before she dropped him. "K-kululu! Kululu! You're fine! You're alive!"
"Y-yeah?" Kululu was so sleepy. He had done too many shifts. "Let me go back." He said sleepily. To sleep.
"No. You're never dying again." Angol Mois squeezed him tighter. "I...I thought I'd never see you again. God, I love you so much! Please, don't ever do that. I was so frightened. I was so worried that I wouldn't be able to see you. I just...I love you, Kululu. I really really care for you and love you." She was blubbering and crying again.
She was so shocked he was fine. So happy he was fine.
"mmkay." Kululu just kinda nodded it off. He was only half listening. It was clear from how tight Angol Mois was holding him that she wouldn't let him sleep anytime soon. Had she had a nightmare or something?
"I love you so much. I'm in love with you. I'm just so glad you're fine. Who knew caring for someone could bring them back from the dead?" Angol Mois asked. "I love you." She just kept repeating those words as if they would keep Kululu there, alive.
She still hadn't fully realized that she had been tricked. It had been such a large scale trick after all. And Keroro had been in on it. And she didn't think Saburo could pull all this off.
Wait...Mois loves me or something? Is she half-asleep? "Mois, I'm sleepy. What's bothering you. Did you have a nightmare? It's fine. I'm here." Kululu wasn't very good at reassuring words or anything like that but he tried to put his hand on her cheek and caress her cheek.
He wanted to kiss away her sadness. But he wasn't sure if that was the sleepiness talking.
"Y-you died! These aliens, the Jekel, attacked and all of the planet was in disarray and everything was frozen and buildings were crumbling from things other than me..." Angol Mois could barely breathe.
Kululu fully woke up. She was really scared. He touched her arms gently as if asking for her to let him go. She shook her head.
"I love you. I love you so much. I'm not letting go. You'll leave. You'll be gone." She just shook her head.
"I gotta get to my computer. Here. You can hold my hand if you're that worried." Kululu reassured. He wasn't sure why she was saying all this stuff, but he did know she was really worried.
The freezing people thing reminded him of the Garuru platoon. He wondered if this sort of insistence on holding him was from a nightmare or her actually being conned into thinking he had died.
She nodded and let him go, holding his hand, he led her to his computer. He started typing on it to check on satellites and things like that.
It was very easy to figure out what had happened. The Garuru platoon had visited and everything was exactly the same and fine now. "I assume this was another plan by Saburo or something. I should have known he'd be like me and use that blackmail to benefit him. Ku, ku, ku."
"S-saburo?" Angol Mois asked.
"I...I think he might have tricked you. I've been asleep down here. The Garuru platoon dressed up as some aliens and attacked and from what it looks like in the satellites, Keroro then told you I was dead...And you had an extreme reaction like any normal person would if there friend was injured." Kululu replied.
Angol Mois shook her head. She was super angry. "Saburo! Garuru Platoon! Uncle! I can't believe they all tricked me!" She hissed.
"Ku. Yeah. Sorry about that. But it's all good now." Kululu tried to pat her head.
"I thought you were dead. I missed you...So much, Kululu. It hurt so much. More than anything. You're the one person I can't lose." Angol Mois held his hand tighter.
Kululu wanted to comfort her and hug her. She was no longer crying but she looked angry. But he was so sleepy. He just yawned again.
Wait. She said she loved me. Like that she was in love with me. That's...Not really the extreme reaction a friend would have. Perhaps they'd repeat over and over again how much they loved their friend but she had been so insisted that she was in love with him.
She had confessed to him. The dawning realization of that made his glasses crack, his eyes widening.
He let go of her hand and covered his face as she continued to look at him. "S-stop looking at me!" He was getting incredibly embarrassed and frazzled.
Angol Mois actually liked him. And she had told him. He knew. And she knew he knew.
He didn't know how to deal with this. Kululu is shutting down. He felt like a computer's voice said that in his head.
He shut down and just slammed his head into the keyboard.
"Kululu!" Angol Mois was super worried.
"I...Ummm...Uhhh..U-uhh I'll deal with Saburo and the Garuru platoon. Ku, take revenge on them for you and all so could you leave for like a moment?" Kululu stuttered out.
She nodded. She left trying not to think about what she had said, how she still felt sad over thinking Kululu had died.
She just left like Kululu asked her to.
So many words and they still aren't really together.
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