This chapter follows Tamama! Sorry I couldn't change Momoka that much.
Keroro had cut off communications as Tamama looked at the giant mansion in front of him. It was his time to shine.
"I have to prove myself! Have to make it big in this platoon!" Tamama pumped his fist determined. He could play the part of evil alien invader. This was his first mission and the pekoponians couldn't be too tough.
They'll probably freak out since they've never seen something as cute as me! Tamama thought to himself. I mean frightening. Frightening as me. He mentally corrected.
And Keroro might get in trouble on his mission. Perhaps he could save him if he did.
I have to finish invading this place quickly and meet back with Mr. Sergeant before Giroro, Zeroro and Kululu do. He'd save Keroro from the crash.
He imagined what would happen when he saw Keroro again. Keroro would sweep him up into a hug.
"Oh Private. You're the best out of this entire platoon. You're a hero." His imaginary Keroro said to him, "Let me reward you with a kiss!"
Tamama swooned as he imagined Keroro kissing him on the lips.
"Nobody's here yet, Mr. Sergeant." Tamama would tell him, "They haven't rendezvoused back. We could do something more intense if you like...Like start a dangerous love affair. I'm so cute and so ripe for the taking."
"Oh Tamama. I can't help myself. Let's have sex right now on this alien planet!" Fantasy Keroro told him.
Tamama giggled. "Oh we mustn't. Not here." He swooned. He so wanted Keroro right now. He glanced at the mansion, realizing he still had a job to do.
"Oh yeah. Still got to invade this place. Don't want Zeroro, Giroro or Kululu having sex with Mr. Sergeant instead of me. Or even worse...What if Mr. Sergeant finds some woman here and falls for some pekoponian broad?" Tamama gasped.
He had to get to Keroro as soon as possible. He tried to wipe the idea of Giroro or Kululu kissing Keroro. He couldn't imagine Zeroro doing it with his gas mask.
He marched forward towards the mansion. The road seemed to lead to the main part of the mansion which was perfect for Tamama.
He ran as fast as he could with his martial arts skills. He kicked the door open, seeing a pekoponian girl sitting on a chair as if it was her throne.
"Paul, who is this idiot who's interrupted my tea?" The girl hissed. Her hair was constantly spiked at the top, her eyes filled with anger. Her soul seemed to radiate inner darkness, her fists looked as cold as steel. Her hair was long and light blue.
"Hmmm...You don't have an appointment to be visited by aliens." Paul looked at a list. "Surprising that someone landed on Nishizawa territory. We'll have to tighten security. Would you like him killed, Mistress?"
"Hey! Don't talk like I'm not here!" Tamama yelled. "And killing me will be harder than you think!" He declared, "I am a master martial artist and you'll never be able to beat me."
The mistress of the Nizhiawa manor stood up. "Master martial artist, huh? Well allow me to give you the proper welcome to earth." She cracked her knuckles.
She's not surprised by me? Tamama wondered. She could see through his anti-barrier too. He smiled. Maybe she was an opponent worthy of him. "My name's-"
"Don't care. You'll be in the dirt soon enough." The girl hissed. She slammed her fist as hard as she could into his skull.
He screamed, loudly. It was the hardest hit that he had ever experienced. It felt like it had the intent to kill.
The communicator came on briefly. "Message for the Keroro Platoon."
"You won't be needing this, alien scum." The girl stepped onto the communicator that slid on the floor. "You'll be dead soon anyway." She was cold, heartless and she was strong.
Tamama wiped the blood off of his forehead as he screamed as the communicator was broken. How can I be lovey-dovey with Mr. Sergeant now? How can he find me? He was frightened.
"I can deal with this, mistress...He doesn't seem like your sort of opponent." The butler, Paul, told her. "He's so tiny. So scrawny."
"How dare you call me scrawny!" Tamama yelled, "I'll show you tiny! I am a monster of rage!" Energy surrounded him as he opened his mouth, "Tamama impact." He was on the ground, but he wouldn't give up.
Rage filled his lungs as he threw an energy blast that Paul nor the girl had ever seen. The girl jumped up very high, trying to dodge it, but it blasted her hair.
She stood shocked for a moment as her hair was shortened into just a tiny cut. "N-no...No...Not my hair!"
"It was just hair, woman. You'll get over it. I don't even have any." Tamama narrowed his eyes.
"How am I supposed to be cute for Fuyuki now?" She cried, "He loved my hair!"
Tamama didn't know who this Fuyuki guy was, but he wondered if he should back off. The girl glared at him.
"You are so dead, alien!" She screamed. Tamama wasn't frightened. She was constantly filled with threats.
Stay calm. You can beat her. Tamama remembered. For Keroro. The girl charged at him and he closed his eyes, focusing on his martial arts. He managed to dodge her rage and spun around.
She was all rage. He was only half that. He had two sides, a nice cute one and a jealous side. If he focused his energy on both he could beat her.
He jumped up to her height and kicked her in the back of her spine. The girl gasped as she stumbled to the ground as Tamama hit her neck with a hard move.
"You're done!" Tamama slammed her into the floor.
The girl dropped into the ground, the marble ground breaking.
"Hehehe! I won!" Tamama giggled. The girl was probably dead. But suddenly guards were all around him with guns.
"Kill him. How dare he harm, Mistress Momoka!" Paul yelled. The guns were all trailed on Tamama's face.
Tamama freaked out. He couldn't dodge all of this. He was certain to die.
But he heard faint crying. It was the girl who's name was Momoka. Her hair had softened at the ends, no longer spiked. "I...I was beaten...But that doesn't matter! I'm useless! Fuyuki won't like me anymore! I can't do anything right! I'm supposed to always be tough, but I just want to be with Fuyuki!" She looked quite shy, quite timid as she cried.
Tamama stopped his fear. He swallowed it.
This girl...She has mood swings too. Tamama realized. Instead of being like him and trying to act nice, sometimes irrationally getting angry, this girl had embraced her dark side and used that as her main personality only sometimes turning shy and sweet.
She was just like him. And Tamama didn't ever think he would meet someone like him.
He had always felt so alone on Keron. People making fun of him for his outbursts, but he couldn't help it. He had never thought he would find anyone like him.
He didn't notice the guns still trained on him and he walked up to Momoka.
"Freeze, alien!" Guards hissed.
But Tamama ignored them.
"D-don't hurt me...Please don't hurt me!" Momoka begged.
Tamama out-stretched his arms. Bullets shot past him and he quickly ran up to Momoka and gave her a hug before he could be hurt. The guns froze, not wanting to risk hurting their mistress.
"It's all right." Tamama comforted. "I'm angry all the time too, and sometimes nice. I didn't think anyone here was like me. The same."
Momoka looked shocked. Someone was like her? This alien could be like her?
"This might be an alien planet to me, but it's okay to be beaten I suppose. I couldn't beat your guards anyway." Tamama decided.
Momoka put her arms around him and hugged him too.
"Mistress! Get your hands off that slimy alien! We'll shoot him. Don't worry! We'll dispose of him for hurting you!" Paul reassured.
"No!" Momoka decided. She stood up, brushing herself off. "This alien will live with me as my pet." She decided. Nobody had ever understood the two sides thing. This alien had earned his right to live.
"But mistress, I advise against it- Aliens are dangerous, evil. All they want is our planet." Paul reminded. "I'm happy to see your kind side out again instead of you destroying things, but I really must say you shouldn't."
"I don't care what he looks like, this idiot will be my friend!" Momoka hissed, "What was your name again?"
"Tamama." Tamama smiled.
"Tamama will live with me." Momoka declared, "Make sure everyone on my territory makes sure to let him stay- He won't be able to leave of course, but he can stay as my pet." She gave Tamama a nod.
Tamama nuzzled up to his new friend. He liked this planet. It was friendly.
Tamama cuddled up in his giant bed that seemed to be bigger than a room. It was comfortable. Although he was a little worried about his communicator being broken and how Momoka had known about aliens, he shoved that out of his head.
I have a friend. A real friend. He thought to himself, happily. And I also have the safety of riches. That was always nice. He liked riches.
His hands shook as he hugged a teddy bear Momoka had given him, telling him he could chew it up. I'm not a dog. He thought to himself.
He missed his platoon. But Momoka had seemed scary about the order not to leave. It was like Tamama would live in the mansion the rest of his life. And if Tamama didn't have Keroro in his life he would have been fine with that.
What if I never see Giroro, Kululu or Keroro again? Tamama wondered. He could care less about Giroro and Kululu, but he wanted to be back with Keroro. He wanted to have that love affair that he had hoped for for years, ever since Keroro had saved him on Keron.
He was lonely. Although he had Momoka now, he was afraid his platoon wouldn't find him and would forget about him. Although Keroro had said he valued him as a member and would find him, Tamama worried that he wouldn't.
What if Keroro was in trouble without him? What if Keroro needed saving? He could no longer communicate with his sergeant, but he hoped Keroro had successfully invaded what he had found.
"Tamama." Momoka tucked Tamama into bed, "I have to remind you to only stay on Nishizawa territory. You must never leave." She treated him like a child.
"Why, Mommochi?" Tamama had already given her a nickname.
"Don't question me, bub." Momoka growled, "It's because humans trap and hunt aliens."
Tamama was quiet for a moment. They what? But I thought they didn't know about aliens! He was surprised. Was Keroro okay? His mind instantly went to Keroro.
"But if you are here, you are safe. You are my property now. And I won't let anyone touch or harm you." Momoka hissed.
Tamama felt nervous. Will I be harmed if I leave? Will I be hunted? He was frightened.
And although things were good, he still had nightmares about his first night on Pekopon.
In the next week, Tamama had all the luxuries and candies he could have ever wanted in his life. He was happy. He got toys, comfort, fancy baths. All sorts of things.
And Momoka was like his actual friend. He didn't see her interact with many people, but he saw her talking to some blue haired kid named Fuyuki one day as he looked around the corner.
"You cut your hair." Fuyuki remarked, touching Momoka's hair.
Momoka tried to keep herself from exploding in blush. "Y-yeah. Something happened. I had to." She wasn't very specific.
"I like it. You look cute." Fuyuki complimented. He kissed her hand briefly.
This time Momoka really did explode.
"Keep calm. Remember, you need to be strong as the Nishizawa heir." He reminded. "Anyway, I need to go. I have something to look after at home."
"Get a new pet?" Momoka teased.
Fuyuki nodded.
"Me too." Momoka smiled, "I never knew pets could be so fun. I can see why you keep them."
Fuyuki laughed happily. The two looked very happy and extremely loving. As soon as Fuyuki left out of the door, Tamama bounded over.
"Who was that?" Tamama asked.
"Fuyuki. My boyfriend." Momoka responded. "...Do you have anyone like that? I never really put much thought into aliens having people in their life, but...I suppose they might." She was trying to make an attempt to be his friend.
"I came with a platoon to invade this planet." Tamama admitted.
"What were they like?" Momoka asked rather disinterested. She tried to make conversation though.
"Giroro was tough. But he was kind of a stick in the mud. Kululu was a big jerk, I'd be happy to never see him again." Tamama frowned, "And...Keroro...My Mr. Sergeant...he was perfect." Tamama swooned, "He'll be coming for me any day to save me heroically. He always saves me. He's so romantic."
Momoka frowned. She sighed and pat Tamama on the shoulder. "He's not coming, Tamama." She said slowly.
Tamama's eyes widened. "W-what? Why not?" Tamama asked.
"Aliens don't have loyalty to each other. I see you're just like me, desperately in love. But I'm pretty sure this Keroro fellow would have just ditched you on this planet, more worried about his own sorry ass." Momoka frowned, "He won't ever come for you. Because he's an alien. Usually aliens don't have hearts."
Tamama's eyes widened. "H-he'll come! Just you see!" He said desperately. "I'll see him again."
"If he was going to come find you, why hasn't he come yet?" Momoka asked.
Tamama didn't know. He went silent.
Why hasn't Keroro come yet? Where is he? He hadn't heard anything from him besides 'come save me because I'm the most important member'. What if Momoka was right? What if Keroro had forgotten about him?
After all he wasn't his childhood friend like Giroro and that other guy. Tamama had forgotten his name.
Tamama started sniffling and crying.
But he kept on waiting as another week passed. And Keroro never came.
Tamama would wait forever if he needed to.
In this AU, Momoka usually exhibits her dark personality only sometimes switching to her nice one. That's her main difference. Couldn't figure out anything else for her.
Even if Fuyuki is evil, I still majorly ship Momoka/Fuyuki.
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