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Kururu dropped his wrench for the third time in as many minutes. He huffed, bent to pick it up, and returned to tightening the bolt in the pipe. He'd been ankle-deep in water since day one. The plumbing issue was quite advanced when the secret base's pool and bathing areas stopped working, and despite knowing every problem spot, they were myriad in the darkness between the base's walls. The broken heating was one, and Kururu had located the pipe causing it, buried back deep and saturated in a chilly fog. Drops falling into the standing water around Kururu's feet seemed to echo off every last pipe around. His wrench was thick with moisture

Dororo        "_____, you're a-turn!" said the obnoxious green-haired sergeant, holding out the bag for you. You put your hand in and felt around before something thin and flimsy caught your attention. You pull out the object to see... a notecard? 'Wow,' you thought as you looked it over. 'This looks exactly like the notecards that Dororo throws at- Wait a minute!' You freeze and start to internally panic. "U-U-Uumm... i... have to bathroom!^^ You can skip me!" you blurt and dart for the door, but you're suddenly grabbed by the arm by a giggling Koyuki, who drags you and the humanized ninja into the closet. She closed and the locked the doo

Keroro                     "(y/n)! Your turn!" Keroro calls out, obnoxiously, holding the bag out to you. You reach into the bag and your hand finds something strange and complex. You pull the object out to find you have pulled out a Gundam model. At first glance, you know who this belongs to and your bright red face looks up to the green-haired boy standing surprised in front of you, trying to ignore the death glares from both Tamama and Angol Mois. Natsumi smiles amused and decides to be the one to shove the both of you into the closet, making you drop the model in your hand, and Keroro drop the bag. You're both pushed in and you hear the

Giroro      "_____, you're up!" yelled out the obnoxious green-haired leader, holding out the bag for you to reach in. You dove your hand in and grabbed the first thing you could get in your hand. You pull out a small gun keychain, and you can only think of one person who it could belong to. You get only a glance at the red-head warrior before you're both aggressively shoved into  the dark closet. You hear the click of the lock, and Kululu yell, "7 minutes start now! Kukukuu..."      "Shut up!" you heard an aggressive yell from across you in the closet. You see the voice's owner for only a moment as your eyes dilate and adjust to the ligh