The files almost drop out of Ashely's hands when she hears her brother slam the door open. How he found her in the file case room? She didn't know.
"Ashely," the brown haired man started, "I really need you to stop stealing all the doughnuts."
This is Edward. He's twenty five with a nice build. He has purple eyes like Ashely. He wears a baggy blue shirt, dark blue jeans, and black vans. When Ashely focuses on his face, she can see he has stubble. He needs to shave again.
"Me, stealing food? How dare you Eddy," Ashely points a finger accusingly at her older brother, "I am a LADY!"
Edward smirks and snickers "A lady who has glaze and chocolate on her lips."
She blinks and wipes it off with her dark red jacket. She just sighs. "You know me too well obviously. Anyway, I think I found a lead suspect to the current case." The files Ashely is holding is murder cases, along with a certain alien's data folder.
Edward's smirk disappears, replaced with a snarl "I hope you're right about this one, Ash. Remember last time you took on a murder case like this? Abby almost lost her head!"
Ashely grits her teeth and utters about a quick and aggressive "I know."
It doesn't matter is he's mad. The funeral is tomorrow and Edward wont see her for days. Maybe weeks. Months. Years.
It depends if she finds evidence of if Keroro is telling the truth or not.
Tomorrow.
"Tomorrow." She mutters.
"Tomorrow?" Edward gave her a look. Before he can ask any questions, Ashely rushes out of the room.
She finds herself in her bedroom on the Defenders ship. The team isn't very big, only having four members. Her, Edward, Abby, and Grayce.
Abby... She's weird. She called a toilet a 'Whirlpool Device" one time. Apparently the only way to unclog it is to do a ritual sacrifice. In other words, shoving Edward's head in the toilet.
Grayce, nobody knows about. She's always locked up in her room and only comes out when they really need her.
Her thoughts set on Keroro. If he DID commit the murder, then what did cause him to just snap? Was his parents abusive to him, or is he just screwed up in the head at birth?
Ashely sits on her white bed and opens up Keroro's file. She then searches for any other name, wanting to cease her curiosity.
Koruru - Demon Sargent - Father
Medodo -N/A - Mother
It states that the two live somewhere near where the ship is. Ashely sets her mind that she's going to make a visit. Ask them a few questions about their son.
"Next week." she tells herself.
Meanwhile, Keroro grinds against some girl's behind, beer in hand and having a good time. Giroro's parties are always inappropriately awesome.
Giroro taps on his shoulder and takes Keroro to his bedroom.
"Whats up, bud?" Keroro finishes his beer and tosses it. Giroro doesn't care.
"My dad's got three weeks left before he heads outta jail!" he exclaims "I paid his bail yesterday!"
Giroro and Garuru's dad, Givovo, was sent to jail a few years back. The reason why is because he went on one of Keroro's murder sprees. Keroro to this day is still thankful that Givovo didn't give away his real identity. Though, half the time Givovo was drunk enough to forget who Keroro was. Even what he looks like without the body paint and eye contacts.
"That's great, dude!" Keroro grins. His grin disappears when Giroro suddenly spews all over Keroro's jacket. "Ew."
The next day came like a blur.
Keroro watches Jokuku's coffin descend into the hole. Each time it gets lowered, it counts down the seconds Keroro has left of his freedom.
Five
He looks around. People start to leave.
Four
He finds Ashely standing by a car. She's watching him.
Three
Keroro looks forward again, only to see Jokuku's wife standing in front of him.
Two
She looks angry
One
"You better watch yourself, Keroro." Hailala speaks spitefully.
He sighs and speaks low enough for her to hear "Hailala, I was paid to do it. I'm sorry."
She shook her head slowly, curly brown hair bounces softly. "You shouldn't of done that."
Keroro felt cornered. Her orange eyes felt like they are piercing though his skin. She, of course, wore all black. It looks too good for a pink murderer.
He jumps when he felt a hand on his shoulder. It's Ashely.
"I think we should be going." Ashely said.
The walk to his house is silent. Neither of them spoke to each other. Well. Until Ashely walks through the front door.
"Gross! It smells like someone DIED in here!" Ashely exclaims as she covers her nose.
"That's the smell of a lonely man." Keroro says bluntly.
Ashely stares at the bag of money on the table. She slowly looks at Keroro in suspicion "Where did you get all that money?"
He kept his cool. "Babysitting money."
"Keroro..." Her voice raises into a hostile one.
Keroro grabs the bag and runs. He feels his heart pounding against his chest as he runs. He's not sure if the girl is following behind him. All he can do at the moment is hope to God that she's not following him.
He ran pass people he knew. They try to say hi, but shut up when he runs past them.
Keroro blindly runs out of town. Through trees and rocky hills. Then, he felt light. Birds flutter past him and wind goes upward.
He's falling.
A.N.: I would like to thank you for reading this story. I hope you like the cover art I drew!~
~Lace