As time slowly ticked away Tamama's patience and will power slowly drained away with it until he had gotten to the point where he could no longer control his actions. As Angle Mois continued to rambled on aimlessly about her favorite colors Tamama finally lost all self control.
"Shut up you Hussy!" He shouted, catching Angle Mois' attention, "I couldn't care less about your favorite colors! All I wanted was to express my love for the Sgt. And learn of his love for me, and finally have us run off together to some distant planet, but no! Nothing ever works like that for me!"
Angle Mois stepped back at Tamama's piercing words, "Y-you love the Sgt?"
"Yes you stupid Girl!" Tamama retorted cruely, "I don't love you and neither does anyone else on this whole planet, which you can't even destroy!"
Tears began to well up in Angle Mois' eyes as she ran off, giving Tamama one final look of disdain.
Tamama sat, hunched over and wide eyed as his rage finally began to ebb away.
Once his rage had been quelled completely, a small voice inside him commented on the matter, saying Good riddance.
Suddenly, an angelic version of Tamama appeared on the real Tamama's shoulder, and whispered words of good will into his ear. "Tamama!" it shouted shamefully "You should be ashamed of yourself! Treating a poor, young, apocalyptic girl the way you did. Go over and apologize this instant!"
As the angle's words ceased, a second version of Tamama appeared, this one wearing full gothic apparel. His arms we covered in tattoos and wore a pair of sunglasses so as to look, "bad".
"Don't listen to that wuss," he growled, "You've got nothing to be ashamed of! That girl was always hitting on your man, she deserved it!"
"You must forgive her Tamama," the angelic Tamama retorted, " Let go of your anger and jealousy. Only then will you be able to see the truth."
"What truth?" Tamama asked, getting slightly annoyed by the angel's over-dramatic voice.
"I can't tell you, that would ruin the whole plot line!"
"Alright," Tamama sighed, "I'll go apologize"
As he walked away, the angelic Tamama gave demon Tamama a smug look and then vanished in cloud of steam. The demon replied by crossing his arms and vanishing also in a cloud of black smoke.
…
Meanwhile Keroro sat in the living room, still watching his precious Gundam when suddenly a large object crashed through the wall behind him. He turned around slowly, acting as if the gaping hole in the wall was a simple inconvenience.
As he scanned the room, he noticed Giroro lying on the ground bruised and bloodied; beside him lay a giant green emerald, the most beautiful (and expensive looking Keroro had ever seen.
"ooooh! Giroro, where ever did you find that, friend?" he asked greedily, ignoring his "friend's" state.
"N-none of your business." Giroro muttered forcing himself off the ground. Suddenly, the two space frogs heard a terrifying scream of anger which seemed to fill the sky. "Oh no," Giroro whispered, "he's here"
Suddenly, a large, human-like echidna flew into the room, heading straight for Giroro. His skin was red, and his fists like white winter gloves with two spikes on his knuckles. He wore the tattoo of a side-ways crescent moon on his chest and his eyes revealed the true extent of his rage.
"How dare you steal the Master Emerald?!" he questioned as he attempted to fly into Giroro. Giroro however had successfully dodged his attack and leapt into the air. Once he landed, he pulled out one of his many space-age pistols and fired rapidly at his foe, who promptly dodged each shot.
As Giroro reloaded, the strange echidna returned for another run at him. Giroro tossed his gun away and dodge-rolled out of the way.
As the two rivals fought, Keroro left the room for a few moments and returned with snacks and soda in hand. He sat watching the battle unfold for about thirty minutes, until finally both brawlers had lost their energy.
As both opponents breathed heavily, preparing for another strike, Keroro asked, "Hey…If the author decided to add a Sonic reference does that make this a crossover?"
The two combatants looked at each other confused, "I'm not sure…." The echidna replied, "Hey reader do you think so?"
He asked the unsuspecting reader, who had no idea what to do as breaking the fourth wall and interacting with prewritten stories is rather difficult.
The reader read on, dazed and confused, not knowing what to do.
Can the story go on without their interaction?!
Will the author finally speed up his writing?!
WILL HE EVER GET A LIFE, GET MARRRIED, AND HAVE KIDS WITH A STEADY JOB AND A NICE CAR?!
WILL THE READER-
"Hey" Keroro interjected, "Let's just get on with the story!"
Right sorry…
Anyways, as both Giroro and the echidna prepared for another assault, a loud crash, accompanied by debris stopped both combatants dead in their tracks.
As the dust cleared, both noticed a large metal hand reach down from the sky and steal the giant gem they'd been fighting over.
The three stared at each other in disbelief for a few moments, before the echidna finally cried out "EGGMAN!" and flew after him.
"Well…" Giroro started, "That was all pointless and had no plot development what-so-ever…What the hell is this author doing?"
"Beats me" keroro answered.
"Hey frogs, have you seen my-"Natsumi stopped half way into the living room, noticing the debris and wreckage.
Both frog…alien…things… stared at her, terror filling their enlarged anime eyes.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU FROGS DO!?"