Chapter 3: Kululu presents: The One Experiment that Changed Everything! (de arimasu!)
It was by chance that the wounded girl would stumble upon the genius's lab, and would use it as a sancturuary from the hardheaded frog that was after her. Except, she found a yellow one instead. Her leg was bleeding terribly, from the shot that the red one had fired at her. She panted as she sat against the wall
, Kululu glaring down at her. He scooped her up and set her on his operating table. He strapped down her wrists and ankles, chuckling like a mad man as he grabbed his tools.
"ILL KILL Y-" The red one burst into the lab, guns aimed at the two. But before he shot, he froze up at the sight of Kululu bent over a girl who was bleeding and the yellow devil was holding a scalpel. Looks like I didn't miss. the re one thought as he dropped his guns and ran over in false sympathy.
"Tch, nice of you to join us." Kululu went on with procedure, removing the shrapnel from the girl's leg and wrapping it in bandage. "You'll have to stay off your feet for a while. So you will stay under my close watch until I say youre good to leave." He chuckled more as he went to his chair, not bothering to undo the chains. The thought of Utunashi in chains made Kululu blush a bit, going off in dreamland in his chair.
Meanwhile, Giroro stood beside the girl's bed. "I am so sorry that I did this." He said, falsely tearing up to make it convincing. And Utunashi fell for it.
"Its fine, really." She said with a small smile.
Giroro looked at the chains, with a grimace. "Those don't look too comfortable."
Kululu cut in with a smirk. "I never said it woud be comfortable, I just can't have her trying to get up, now can I?" He chuckled, as he turned to his computer screens.
Giroro shook his head slowly, looking back to the girl. She was able to sit up enough to hive him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for checking up on me, but I'm fine. Now you go on and do whatever it is you do." She smiled one last time at him before completely going limp and resting against the table. Giroro blushed as he walked out. Once out of the view of any pekoponian and frog, he laid against the wall, petting his cheek where the girl had kissed him.
Kululu had watched from the reflection off the monitor, a hint of jealousy nipping at him. He tried to shake off the weird feelings, but all they did was come back. He sighed and jumped down. He had to test this, to see if that was what was bothering him. He jumped up on the table, grabbing the attention of the girl strapped to the table. He sat on her stomach, making sure not to completely put all of his weight on her. She looked at him with a blush on her cheeks. He leaned forward and stopped himself just before their lips touched. He jumped off of her, ran over to his desk, and grabbed the newly finished gun, aiming it at himself and pulling the trigger. A cloud of smoke surrounded him, and when it cleared, instead of the yellow frog, he was a full-fledged pekoponian. She gasped at him, and she felt more intimidated than when he was a frog.
He got back on top of her, leaned down close to her face, and pressed his lips against hers. She blushed wildly as he licked along her bottom lip, and as he did, she parted her lips. Kululu slipped his tongue into her mouth, the taste of cinnamon and cherries spreading. He explored every inch of her mouth, but pulled away just as a sharp jolt of electricity shot down his spine. He hovered above her for a few moments, but then stood and went back to his chair, typing away almost instantly.
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Giroro sat in his tent, polishing his guns, smiling and staring into his fire. Oh how the fire reminded him of the girl's hair. He chuckled softly to himself as he went in his tent again, laying down and drifting to sleep.