@OLD MAN.
“No, I’m not okay! I’m running out of time, Tororo. I’m d…. leaving and I don’t think I’m coming back.” Kululu stops himself and wills the tears to stop flowing. ”Promise me you won’t do anything stupid.” His eyes drift down towards the clock once more. ”I-I need to go. Kuku.. It’s been nice knowing you.” He moves his shaking hand to the power button and presses it, waiting for the power to shut off completely. ”I love you, Toror-“
“Stop! Stop lying!” He yells at the screen. “Pupu, you can’t leave! I haven’t beaten you yet..” Tororo trails off, listening to Kululu talk. He shakes his head, unwilling to believe any of it. Breath catching in his throat, he could feel himself start to tear up. The tadpole couldn’t believe what he was hearing and then the screen went black… Kululu was gone. Tororo sat there for what seemed like forever, just staring at the screen. He was waiting for the older Keronian to come back and just say it was a joke, or something.
I love you too, Old Man. Come back..
Kululu didn’t bother to close the laptop. He curled up on his bed and closed his eyes, waiting for it to happen. His entire body was shaking and tears were still streaming down his face. There had been many times he’d face death and he’d generally kept calm in each situation but this one of not knowing what would happen… It scared him. The yellow Keronian waited and waited, not once thinking of the possibility the magic had worn off.
When he finally realized that Kululu wasn’t coming back, he managed to hold back his tears and crawl over to his bed before climbing on it. Then he lost it. Hiding his face in the pillow, tears began to flow and Tororo was just a mess a few minutes later. He managed to keep back his whining so he wouldn’t attract attention from the rest of his platoon, but it was getting hard. Kululu was the only thing on his mind now and he couldn’t be optimistic anymore.
He was still alive. Somehow he’d managed to have good luck with this. Kululu wasn’t completely relaxed with this thought and he wouldn’t be until the next hour rolled past. So for now he’d stay put and take protection under his covers.
