Giroro Presents: Dating the Enemy!
"What is it?" Giroro asked, taken aback.
"I am definitely against this," Dororo said. "We should take Natsumi's and Giroro's feelings into consideration-"
Keroro pressed a button and immediately sent Dororo to the underground dungeons.
His voice echoed from below, "Keroro you traitor!" followed by a sad, distressed wail.
"We finally decided on how to invade Pekopon." Keroro said, ignoring his friend's cry and sealed up the space where Dororo was at one point.
"Well, it's about time!" Giroro said, taking a seat. "What did you decide on?"
"We're going to use Natsumi's femininity against her," Keroro said.
Giroro rolled his eyes. "Not this again. It's going to be a stupid plan, I know it-"
"In which you are going to be mostly responsible for," Keroro snapped his fingers. "Kururu, the choker."
The choker was snapped on Giroro's neck without losing any moment.
"What the heck? What is this?" Giroro struggled to pull it off. "I can't- take it off!"
"Listen, Giroro!" Keroro hit him on the head with a stick, in which he responded by grabbing it and breaking it in half. "Whoa- calm down boy! You need to hear the plan before you do your own shindig!" He jumped onto his own desk and faced him. "I have received some valuable information from an unlikely source that girls who are madly in love should otherwise be poisoned or mind controlled. It will have such an affect on Natsumi Hinata that we will finally be able to complete our mission to conquer this planet!"
Giroro gave him a blank, angry stare as he continued to tug at the black collar-like accessory. "And WHAT does this have to do anything with me?"
"You are going to be the love interest."
"….WHAT?" Giroro slammed his hands on his desk. "Keroro, don't test me-!"
"You don't have a choice in the matter," Keroro said. He folded his arms and gave him a dark look. "The plan is simple- we have it all down on this calendar." He pulled down another board with a picture of Keroro and his mother cuddling in a field of wild flowers and daisies. "OOPS! Wrong one!" He threw it out of the way and took out another board, his face all red. He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry about that. AHEM! Here, you see that in the series of dates it will take for the magic to happen. (I got it all from a bunch of rather delectable movies that the Hinatas keep behind their couch!) First, you and Natsumi will have a memorable meeting- like, I don't know, you'll bump into her or something and offer her a drink- OF SODA! Soda, Giroro, you bad boy!" He shook his head disdainfully at the red frog even though Giroro had no idea what he was talking about. "Anyway~! Once you've had this memorable meeting and you introduce yourself, you'll find little ways of visiting her without seeming like a total creepy stalker."
"But Natsumi and Giroro know each other, Uncle," Angol Mois said, appearing seemingly out of nowhere.
"Yes, but NOT Giroro as a Pekoponian," Keroro revealed. "You see, I had to do research on Youtube to see that Giroro had used the Animal Animalizer (Animal Animalizer: A gun that could make any animal human.) See so that he could go to a ball with Natsumi." He took a deep breath. "Phew! They met, but not for a long time. He ran away just when he was turning back into his ugly old Keronian form- OW! Giroro, watch where you throw your guns! They hurt like crazy! Anyway! I bet you more than anything that Natsumi would want to see her Prince Charming again. Ignoring the fact that she thinks Giroro is a clearly insane-laughing-space-ranger, if she were to see Giroro again, I bet you five million bucks she'll want to get to know him."
"What makes you think I'll want to do this?" Giroro asked, plainly annoyed.
"We already told you, Giroro, you have no choice." Keroro shook his head. "Tsk, tsk. We try to do you a favor and this is how you repay us?"
"Yeah, it's not like you're getting very far in your relationship," Tamama said, now finished with his cheese cake and moving on to snacking on a bag of potato chips.
"I'm sorry, when did I join this dating service?" Giroro retorted. "I'm going back to my tent."
"Do you have it, Kururu?"
"You know I do." Kururu pointed the Animal Animalizer at the corporal and pulled the trigger before Giroro was given any chance to react. The familiar white, blinding light consumed the room. Keroro slipped on some sunglasses as he waited for it to dim down and reveal Giroro's human/pekoponian form.
"I hate you," Giroro seethed, sitting down with his long legs outstretched.
"Yes! Part one of Operation Dating the Enemy has been accomplished!" Keroro said victoriously.
"Turn me back NOW!" Giroro immediately lunged to reach for the Sergeant, who cringed and prepared himself, when the Corporal lost his balance and fell on his face.
"You'll have to learn to walk all over again, due to your height, ku-ku-ku-ku~" Kururu explained. "Don't forget it took you a while before you could actually go to the ball."
Giroro pulled himself up, arms and legs wobbling, and quickly reached for the wall for support. "And how exactly am I supposed to carry out the mission if I can't even FROGGING WALK?"
"You'll learn, kero," Keroro said smugly. "Now ON TO THE SECOND PHASE OF THE OPERATION!"
"I'm off to the market!" Natsumi called out to her mother. "Mom, if you need anything, please call!"
"Alright!" Aki waved her hand dismissively.
"Oh, Natsumi!" Keroro said, stopping her as she walked toward the door. "Can you get me something while you're out?"
"If they're stupid gundam toys, count me out."
"Kero, kero! I actually wanted to buy some cake for all of us!" Keroro put some money on her hand. "I do hope you know how bad I feel about our last mission."
"Uh, sure, whatever." Natsumi looked her hand. "Holy crap! Do you want to buy a whole wedding cake or something?"
"Only if you want one, kero," Keroro smiled innocently. "Pick whatever cake you want- it's my treat. Really."
"Alright…." Natsumi pocketed the money and continued her way out. She gave him one last suspicious look as she stepped outside.
Keroro stood smiling like before until she finally shut the door. "She bought it~"
"Honestly, Giroro, do you have to keep complaining? She's almost here!" Keroro looked out through the window, his face covered with flower in disguise. It was easy to hover over here, but admittedly it did take longer to carry Giroro's newfound humanoid shape to the bakery.
Giroro answered in shouting, his mouth gagged to prevent any other annoying words from the Keronian's mouth.
"Hurry up! Get ready!" Keroro waved his hands furiously. Tamama nodded and responded by untying Giroro's gag.
"I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS!" Giroro snapped.
"Shhh! We don't want to cause more attention that we already have!" Keroro whispered, referring to the people that were staring at them as if they were monkey-birds from the planet 'Whooooo!'
"The Pekoponians think you're crazy," Tamama giggled.
"Classy." He wiggled in the ropes that were tied against him tightly. "I'm not going to do this."
"Okay, first off, we're already here," Keroro said, planting his arms against waist. "AND you're jeopardizing the mission to invade Pekopon! This is all on YOUR shoulders, Giroro!"
Giroro seemed to think about it for a second, but then he went on to struggling in the harness all over again.
"Plus Natsumi will love you."
At this, he stopped. He really considered, thinking long and hard about this plan.
"But if you want to end it, then we could always go back home…"
"Fine!" Giroro's face reddened. "For the sake of the invasion…. I'll do it."
There was applause from the three frogs, and a small explosion of confetti, and banners and flags and candy falling from the sky-
"GUYS THAT'S ENO-!"
"SHH! She's coming inside!" Keroro, Kururu, and Tamama quickly ran to hide behind in their designated places.
They failed to recognize that Giroro was still tied up.
"Uhh…. Can I help you?"
Giroro looked up, his mouth dry, his face completely red. He almost made the mistake of saying her name when Natsumi sighed and bent down to untie him.
"Geez," Natsumi muttered. "What happened to you?"
"Uh-uh, um, robbers," Giroro said, improvising.
"Robbers, huh?" Natsumi folded her arms as Giroro finally pulled the loosened ropes away from him.
"Actually, ex-girlfriend," Giroro said suddenly. He widened his eyes and covered his mouth. Natsumi stared at him for a few seconds, and then turned away slightly and giggled into her hand.
I said something funny? How the frog did that happen?
"Nice job, Kururu!" Keroro whispered. "The Word Choice Chooser is working excellently!"
"Ku-ku-ku-ku~! As expected."
"That's cute," Natsumi stood up and offered her hand, which Giroro took appreciatively. It was at this time when she really looked at him, right into his face.
Keroro had projected the image of Natsumi's happy face, cheeks bright pink and eyes glittering beautifully as she ran and buried her face against Giroro's chest, crying out, "It's you!" as she had recognized him from the ball to Giroro earlier, and clearly, that was what he expected. He braced himself for the love to happen.
"….Who are you?" Natsumi asked, annoyed. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?"
Giroro stared at her in shock. She doesn't recognize me?
Apparently you haven't made a deep enough impression.
"Shut up, you stupid narrator!" Giroro growled.
"Who are you talking to?" Natsumi frowned. "Um, you know what? Never mind. I'm sorry for bugging you, but, ah, can you move out of the way so that I could buy some cake?"
"…..Okay," Giroro said weakly, stepping away from her.
Keroro and Tamama winced. "Ouch."
The leader turned to his little device and whisked the dial. "It's time to turn things up a notch."
"So," Giroro leaned against the counter, watching her in adoration. His voice was husky and relaxing, "What's a cute chick like you doing here all by your lonesome, mm?"
Where the frog did that cheesy line come from?
Keroro and Tamama were dying in their hiding places, struggling to keep quiet and gasp for air as they laughed silently.
"Uhh, buying… cake?" Natsumi struggled not to give in to his flirting. He was so cute! And he looked familiar. She mentally searched for it in her head. But the important thing was, she knew if she acted like a dork, he could really lose interest. Be cool, Natsumi. Be cool.
"So I'll take it you don't remember me?" Giroro revealed a lax smile, even though she was trying hard not to pay attention.
"No." Natsumi tapped her foot nervously, waiting for the stupid baker to finish the cake she wanted. Why did she have to be craving cheesecake? Why couldn't she have picked another cake that could easily be packaged and taken home?
"Oh. Okay." Giroro straightened, seemingly to walk away, but he immediately turned his attention back to her. The words were forced out of his mouth, "At the ball! I danced with you! Remember?"
"It seems like the truth function is working out perfectly as well, ku-ku-ku-ku~"
"Come on, Natsumi," Keroro said softly, gripping the little device. "Take the bait… take the bait…"
That's it!
Natsumi finally looked at him again before she looked back down. Be cool, be cool…"Oh yeah… that… thanks for that."
Silence.
THAT'S IT?
Keroro refused to back down. This isn't how it was in all the movies he watched! The guy always won the girl over in the movies! Natsumi was a hard nut to crack, but she will be cracked, even if a nutcracker needed to be at the scene!
"Thanks." Natsumi stopped and stared at the cake. She had two heavy bags of groceries, and the cake was bigger than she had originally imagined…
"You need help with that?" Giroro offered.
"….Yeah, I do," Natsumi admitted. "I'd appreciate it a lot. Thanks."
"No problem, baby."
"Uh, will you stop that? It's kinda creeping me out."
"Oh, right. Sorry."
"Bingo! Go Giroro!" Keroro cheered as they stepped out the shop. "Phew! I thought the whole mission was in jeopardy. We have her nibbling on the hook, my friends, but we need to keep wiggling the line in order for her to really bite on!"
Keroro, she's a girl, not a fish….
"So, you have a name?" Natsumi asked, looking at him.
Oh, Frog!
"Uh, I have a name… and it's a pretty good name too." Oh, frog, frog, frog!
"Well, spit it out, what is it?" Natsumi said, watching him evenly.
He would have suffered a full heart attack overload hadn't Keroro taken over- "I'm Rio."
Rio? A bit unoriginal, don't you think?
Giroro glared. It's Keroro, what do you expect?
"Oh, you mean like the place in Brazil?" Natsumi asked.
"I… guess?" Giroro had to remember. Rio. GIRO= RIO. No G. G-Less.
Natsumi waited expectantly. "…And your last name?"
"Uh, Geeless." That was stupid. That was stupid that was stupid…
"Rio Geeless. Okay, cool. I'm Natsumi Hinata." She looked down at her bags. "I would offer you my hand if I wasn't carrying all this stuff. Thanks again for helping me out."
"It's all good."
They walked down the neighborhood in anxious silence.
"Um, so where do you live?" Natsumi asked.
"Uhhhh, far."
"Far, huh? Is it in Japan?"
"No. It's… farther. In… Brazil?"
"Ohh. That makes sense, then."
Silence again.
"Would you maybe consider hanging out sometime?" Natsumi finally inquired, looking down shamefully.
Giroro stared at her in wonder. "Uh, yeah, I… I guess."
"I mean, you don't have to-"
"No, no, I'd like to. Really."
"Great," Natsumi said shyly. "Um, this is my house." She put her bags down by the porch and took the cake from him. "Thanks."
"You said that three times already."
"Gahh, I know." Natsumi's face was red. "I'm sorry. Um, bye."
"Oh, right. Um. Bye."
"Bye."
Giroro walked away from the house- just in time. He collapsed from mental exhaustion as he turned back into a Keronian.
"Giroro, mah man!" Keroro said, slapping him on the back, unaware that Giroro was unconscious. "That was spectacular work, if I may say so myself. Phase two in finally complete! Uh? Giroro?" He poked the drooling, comatose frog with a stick. "Oh, well. Tamama? I'm gonna need some help."
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