Last chapter. I hope you enjoyed!

Haru screamed in pain as he cradled his leg, unaware that other keronians were about to come to destroy him and save Keroro and Tamama. Instead he just looked at the two keronians in front of him with intense dislike.

He was not a loser. He'd never be a loser.

"Call all members of the sword party and the shield party. Aliens are attacking city hall." Haru spoke into a small speaker.

Doors were shoved open as hoards of people streamed through to save Haru. Thousands upon thousands were there all aimed with guns. Fuyuki held Momoka tightly knowing that when a public emergency like this was happening likely they'd get caught in the crossfire.

"We're all going to die..." Fuyuki whimpered, holding Momoka's hand. "The world should have never been like this."

"Maybe I can talk them out of it." Momoka hoped, "I'm a Nishizawa. They should listen to me first, Haru second." Was Money more important than power?

Fuyuki frowned. He had shot his father. Maybe he was an enemy too to the public. They were all going to die.

"I'm sorry, sarge. I should have freed you when I first met you. I'm sure this is all my fault." Fuyuki tapped Keroro's hand too.

Keroro shoved Tamama behind him glaring at the hoards of people. "Run guys." He told them.

Fuyuki looked at him and tossed him the Keroball. "Can you take them all on?"

"I can buy time." Keroro decided. He looked at the hoards. "LISTEN UP! I want you all to put your hands up!" His voice held authority as he listed his third order.

The shine from his belly was even more than it had been with Haru. It was blinding, but Fuyuki grabbed Momoka's hand and started running.

Tamama did not. Instead he grabbed Keroro's hand and held it. "Using all that power..." He whispered, "Will drain your life force. You'll die in minutes." He realized.

Keroro didn't answer. He was already becoming weaker. But this was his job as platoon leader. He just looked at Tamama trying to use at least some of his power to make Tamama run to safety.

Tamama shook his head. "I'm going to die with you. I love you, you know. I see the real you, not that Keron star. It won't work on me." He whispered.

Keroro couldn't really move or answer, but he held Tamama's hand tighter and tighter as he smiled at him and his eyes seemed to whisper, 'Me too. Thank you.'

Tamama wasn't scared for once. If they died on this planet they died together. He wished he could have made up for some of his mistakes, but he was glad he had made the right choice at least in the very end.

Momoka pulled Fuyuki into an open room where government officials were meeting and talking about the large emergency of the aliens known as keronians.

"Sarge told us to run." Fuyuki reminded her.

"I don't care. I need to fix this." Momoka hushed him. Part of this was her fault too. She had stood by and watched the world, doing nothing except follow Fuyuki's commands.

Unlike the rest though she was a Nishizawa. She could change things.

"Listen up losers!" She hissed, "I want you to stop attacking the keronians. Not all aliens are our enemies turns out."

The council didn't even listen to her despite her status. Momoka's eyes twitched in anger and she pressed her own button.

Paul and her Nishizawa guards came in to attack. If they wouldn't listen to her they'd have to listen to her from force.

Human on human started fighting, but in a few seconds they all froze.

Momoka looked over her shoulder trying to figure out what had stopped them. Giroro, Garuru, Pururu, Tororo, Kululu, and Natsumi were standing in the door. But more importantly there was Angol Mois completely freed.

She looked frightening, and like all humans everybody cowered in fear what the freed angolian would do.

Fuyuki looked worried for a moment too.

"She won't attack." Natsumi glanced at Fuyuki, confused for a moment.

"He lied." Fuyuki said simple as that. Natsumi looked relieved.

"I've come because to save those two dumb frogs." Natsumi hissed. "And Mois will attack unless the world stops treating aliens like this."

Angol Mois looked like she wanted to attack anyway, but her face had a flicker of nervousness like she was just as afraid of the humans as they were of her. She gave a small nod.

Momoka realized what Natsumi was doing. She was using Angol Mois as leverage to get her way. "I want a truce with aliens." Momoka continued. "So this is where Fuyuki and I do a good job." She sat down in a large chair, "Let's discuss the terms of the truce."

Officials helped themselves into their chairs. "I assume the Nishizawa organization will probably be very displeased if we don't?"

"That is correct." Momoka agreed, "And the planet might not even exist."

They nodded.

"Where's Keroro?" Giroro asked Fuyuki desperately.

"Downstairs. He's getting weaker. He's using the power of the Keron star or something to stop the fighting. I don't know how long he'll last. And my father is sure to not respect a treaty. Save him." Fuyuki begged. He put his hands on Momoka's shoulders. He had to stay with Momoka.

"Got it!" Natsumi gave a thumbs up. She'd destroy her father who had caused her so much pain. Along with Giroro.

The group ran along to Keroro.

"We've all got our missions." Garuru tried to explain. "I'll snipe people from the background. Pururu and Giroro, you go in to save Keroro and Tamama."

Pururu nodded. She was a medical officer after all.

"Kululu watch the security monitors. Monotier things and watch my back. I trust you." Giroro requested. He shook his hand. They were a great tag team, "Only together can we pull this off."

Kululu's mouth shook for a moment as if he was about to say something. "I assume Tororo's coming with me?"

Garuru shook his head. "My intel says there's two security rooms. Tororo can have the other one. If I put you two together, well...He'll sabotage the mission instead of help it."

"Guilty as charged. Pu, pu, pu." Tororo laughed.

"I'll take on my father." Natsumi cracked her knuckles. "It's my job to beat him. But I won't be seduced by his fancy words of love. The world would be better off without him." If Fuyuki wasn't dead...Haru had lied. He might have attempted to kill Fuyuki. That meant he might have been responsible for Aki too.

It was all Haru's fault. Koyuki might have been because of him too. She had to end him.

"W-what about me?" Angol Mois stuttered.

"You should probably go back to Momoka." Garuru requested. "Your scary presence could help the treaty."

Mois nodded.

They all had their missions. And only together could they pull it off.

Kululu grabbed Mois's hand before she went off to Momoka.

"Come with me for a second." He requested as he pulled her to the security room where nobody could hear them talk. He quickly started typing some things so electricity would come out of the walls and help Giroro at least a little bit.

"What do you need?" Angol Mois asked.

Kululu looked at her. "You know what's going to happen with the treaty, right?"

"Likely all aliens will be saved except for me. The pekoponians hate me more than anything. Either I will be killed or experimented on as the terms of the treaty." Mois admitted.

Kululu nodded. He knew that was a likely possibility.

"But there's nothing I can do about it right now." Mois looked up. "I want to be myself for at least my last moments. I'll listen to what the others say to help your platoon because you care about them-"

"I don't. Although Giroro and I have grown closer through this adventure...I can abandon him." Kululu sighed, "It's a real jerk move to be disloyal and abandon my platoon in a mission and they might die without me, but I don't care." He grabbed Mois's hand. "I saw where Garuru keeps his ship. Nobody's defending it right now. Let's steal it and go before Pekopon can trap you again. As soon as you're away from this planet you're free for good."

Angol Mois looked totally surprised. "But you'd be a criminal to Keron if you left. A deserter." He'd do that for her?

"I don't care! I promised myself I'd save you and I'll be darned if I can't because some pekoponians care more about their safety than yours!" Kululu hissed, "I'm the only one here who seems to care anything about the angolian in our party or knows you, if I don't desert you're as good as dead."

Mois gave a small nod. Kululu was absolutely right. "Are you willing to do that?"

"I told you before. I love you. Although I'm also frightened of you, I love you too and when I care about something I don't just let it go. Now let's stop talking and run, these idiots can deal with the battle themselves." Kululu hissed.

Angol Mois hugged him and gave him a deep kiss. Kululu sighed into her kiss and wrapped his arms around her, before parting.

"We're on a time crunch." He reminded.

Angol Mois nodded and the two fled.

Giroro was doing well as he bulleted through the crowd of pekoponians. Electricity was being thrown at them through the walls.

Nobody could beat him when he and Kululu worked together as a tag team. But suddenly Kululu's aid stopped.

"Kululu?" Giroro asked into his communictor.

"Ku, ku, ku. Sorry. You're on your own." Kululu told him.

Worry clouded Giroro's stomach. Had something captured Kululu?

"He deserted." Tororo said into the communicator. "Just saw the security footage. He stole the angolian and ran."

Giroro felt rage boil inside him. "AHHHH!" He had trusted him. And now they were as good as dead.

"He's almost gone!" Tamama cried far off. Keroro couldn't last much longer.

I won't let Keroro die because Kululu chose a girl over our platoon. Giroro thought to himself. Acting only on his anger he just plowed through all the people fighting. He didn't care. He'd save his friend.

"He abandoned things, huh?" Garuru realized angrily. His brother was getting beat up because of that. No matter how many bullets Giroro took because Garuru couldn't shoot at everyone, Giroro kept moving.

"You can't abandon everything for a girl." Garuru hissed into a communicator.

"Ku, ku, ku. Well jokes on you. I just did!" Kululu teased.

"Note to self. Chase after you for war crimes if I survive this. My brother could die because of you!" Garuru hissed.

"I know where my priorities lie. And it's with Angol Mois." Kululu told him, "Being picky isn't something I can afford after so many near death experiences. She makes me feel...Whole. Purposeful. Less lonely. Anyway, it was either we leave now or Mois destroys the planet with everyone on it. You're welcome for saving the world."

"Tell...Tell Giroro good luck though..." Kululu signed off.

Garuru growled in annoyance.

Giroro finally reached Keroro who was fading away, using too much of his energy.

"Don't go!" Tamama cried. He held onto Keroro tightly.

"We just have to let him stop focusing on the Keron star." Giroro tried to let the pekoponians move.

"How?" Tamama asked. Keroro did have a tendency to absorb the Keron star's power and nullify it.

Giroro thought for a moment. "Have a banana peel?" It could just save Keroro.

Pururu threw one out. As if immediately Keroro fell over and slipped onto it. He gasped and everyone started attacking them again.

Tamama held him. "He's alive."

"Barely." Pururu told them.

"It's all up to Natsumi now. When the captain dies, they'll stop attacking." Giroro sure wished they had Kululu's inventions to help out. They needed Natsumi to act fast.

Natsumi reached her father easily. She was a human.

"Ah. Natsumi you came to wipe out those aliens." Haru smiled.

Natsumi grabbed him with her robotic arm. "You killed her, didn't you?"

"Who?" Haru asked.

"Koyuki." Natsumi recalled, "And you planned to kill Fuyuki. And Mom...You killed her too because she stood in your way."

Haru pressed a button and armor flew from the walls. He could see that Natsumi was angry. Angry enough to kill him.

She needed to be put down. "Wrong. I didn't kill Aki."

Natsumi hissed. But the other two were right. She moved forward and slammed her robotic fist into his chest. It bounced off of his armor.

"Children need to be punished." He grabbed her other arm and crushed it in his giant armor. Natsumi frowned.

"Did I ever tell you how I got a robot arm?" Natsumi asked.

"How am I supposed to keep up on the fads?" Haru asked.

"I wanted to be stronger. I thought you'd take me back, choose me over Fuyuki if I was strong enough. How dumb was I to always want you back in my life?" Natsumi asked

"I don't care very much for dumb children. You take more after your mother so I let you live with her." Haru told her.

Natsumi pressed a button and her robotic arm turned into a canon. "I'm not as dumb as you think. And at least I'm not cowardly like you."

Haru noticed the canon. He didn't know her arm was a gun.

"Any last words? Natsumi asked.

Haru reached down to crush her arm. "You can't kill humans."

"I don't care." And Natsumi's arm with all the firepower she could muster blew him up. Despite the armor Haru was fried on the inside.

And he fell over dead as bricks. Natsumi glared at him.

"It was just like killing an evil alien. I felt nothing." Natsumi stepped over him.

Haru was finally gone.

Just as predicted everyone stopped attacking the aliens as Momoka moved towards a balcony.

"A treaty has been signed! Aliens are no longer our enemy!" Momoka declared.

The keronians sat privately in a room with Fuyuki, Momoka and Natsumi. They bit their lips waiting for the terms of the treaty. The news was all over this.

"I'm sorry. The terms of the treaty was that you all, who were deemed as dangerous aliens, would stay on our planet as our prisoners." Momoka apologized. "Angol Mois will also be killed."
"She's gone. She flew the coop." Giroro said bitterly.

Momoka looked surprised but nodded. "I'm sorry that you will be unable to leave this planet."

"That isn't fair! They're good aliens! They don't have to be our prisoners." Natsumi cried.

"They changed the world." Momoka continued. "I'm sorry."

Natsumi looked like she wanted to argue some more, but Giroro stopped her.

"It's all right, Natsumi. I'll be your prisoner again." He was kind of happy that he didn't need to make the conscious choice to leave Pekopon and Natsumi.

"But..."

"But only if you'll be my prisoner too. If your heart will be mine, I'll be okay being your prisoner." Giroro grinned.

Natsumi giggled a bit. So he still liked her. And after undoing the evils of the world like her father she felt like she deserved it. "Okay..." She said shyly.

Garuru bit his lip. He glanced at Pururu and Tororo. He couldn't let them be prisoners. But he could play along and escape. He just gave a simple nod.

"Well I'm happy to stay with Momoka!" Tamama smiled. He always liked her. Momoka smiled. She was glad Tamama wasn't mad.

Keroro looked around. "As the platoon leader I need to stay with you two anyway. I'll protect you two forever." He promised. He wasn't going to have another one die on him like Dororo.

Tamama held his hand.

"But...I don't want you to be my pet again!" Fuyuki looked worried.

"I won't. I'll just be myself living on an odd planet." Keroro agreed to the terms. Fuyuki sighed. He had a lot of friendships to build and apologies to make.

He would be a diplomat to this treaty trying to convince aliens to not invade. He was going to grow.

They were all okay with the terms of the truce.

Giroro hugged his brother good-bye as soon as Momoka and Fuyuki were out of the room.

"I know you have to go." He told him.

"You sure you want to stay?" Garuru asked.

Giroro nodded, "I'm happy with Natsumi."

Garuru smiled and made Tororo build a ship so they could flee. And although the populace was mad the Garuru platoon was gone as swiftly as they came.

It was better for them anyway.

Garuru of course had things to do in space. He went after Kululu for war crimes. Abandoning the Keroro platoon was a horrible thing to do after all.

But slowly as he chased Kululu across the universe, he realized that Kululu hadn't done it for any real terrible reasons. It was just to save Mois. She really was going to die on the planet.

"Have a heart, please." Pururu begged.

Garuru sighed. "Fake his death. Keron won't be taking him back." Angol Mois deserved to finally be free and because of their treaty he didn't want to hurt the angolian.

Pururu nodded and arranged the materials.

And all of the Keroro Platoon had found the places they belonged. They slowly tried to break free from the torture inflicted on them on Pekopon, and awaken from their nightmares.

Happiness could be theirs, but it would take a little bit of work and effort.

Please review. Ummm...If you have requests or suggestions for what kind of story or au or one-shot I should write next, you can give me them.