Explosive (Human!Kululu/Kururu x Reader)

                                    

                                          
Explosive
                          
Human!Kululu/Kururu x Reader

                          
Another explosion rocked the house, dust and objects falling from the ceiling. A set of nervous laughter escaped the lips of those that were downstairs, all looking anxiously at the stiffened figure that was in the kitchen. 
                          
Correction. Make that two still figures in the kitchen.
                          
Hinata Natsume and (L/N) (Y/N) were hunched over either the stove or the sink, one making that night's Valentine's feast, the other cleaning the dishes that were to be used. Both oozed out an aura that scared the other's shitless. And no one wants to see a pissed of Natsume nor a pissed off (Y/N) on one of the supposedly happiest days of the year.
                          
"I swear to god, that better not be who I think it is," the (H/C)-nette growled, dropping her task and storming towards the bottom of the staircase. 
                          
"Knowing this house it most likely is..." the pinkette put in. She too was shaking, eyes glaring at her work, but she was already scolded by her mother for disrupting the peace of her house and the neighborhood. Plus, there was no way her mother would yell at another person's daugher.
                          
"Kururu!" (Y/N) yelled from the bottom of the steps. She posed her feet apart, her hands clenched as they sat rigid on her waist, and she looked at the top of the steps with glowing (E/C) orbs. The others, mainly the fearful green haired sergeant sitting behind a fear ridden redhead, could swear they heard something crack or grind in her jaw.
                          
"You get your ass down here and explain to me what's going on up there that has you nearly tearing this house apart!" 
                          
A small curse escaped the blonde man that was doing his best to be quiet in the lab he had somehow managed to build in the (L/N) household. Clearing away the smoke that came from the invention he was working so hard on, he swiftly escaped the room to only screech to a stop when he came face-to-face with the steaming face of (Y/N).
                          
Oh god what did he do now?
                          
A nervous laugh escaped his forever grinning lips. "Whatever do you mean, (Y/N)?" he asked, stifling the laughter as best as he could. "I'm merely doing what I always do in your house."
                          
"You mean you always try and destroy my house when I'm gone?"
                          
"No. I just make quirky inventions that make my life easier. Even if it means that a few setbacks would happen to my home."
                          
"Your... Your home?" (Y/N) was pissed off even more. She swore that if any more things like this happened, she might have a heart attack. 
                          
"Yes. Or well, I guess it will be our home once I finish my invention."
                          
"Wait... What?"
                          
Kururu held up a finger, gesturing for the (H/C)-nette to wait for a moment while he scrambled back upstairs to grab what he was working on.
                          
The trip downstairs was easier the second time around and less nerve racking, and he smiled even more when he gave the confused girl the invention. 
                          
It was a small, furry (F/A), a little heavier than normal considering he put dangerous machine parts and even a few atomic and nuclear weapons inside the paws and head, but that could be overlooked. All in all, it was the most adorable thing to have ever been handed to the shell-shocked girl.
                          
"This... is for me?"
                          
"Why yes, kukuku," Kururu laughed. The blonde man had to admit that she was adorable at the moment. Well, she was adorable all the time. Especially when he's watching her shower. Pekoponian female anatomy was surely unique on its own.
                          
"It's... It's..." 
                          
(Y/N) was at a loss for words, before she squeezed the (F/A) plush a little, triggering an alarm that set off a bunch of fireworks in her home.
                          
"KURURU YOU ARE SO DEAD WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!"
                          
"How kinky, (Y/N). If I'd known this side of you, I would have done this sooner."
                          


                          


                          


                          
Sorry this was late and short. For some reason my juices have been depleting. I'm letting you all know that any requests from today (2/14/16) is closed and I shan't be accepting anymore until I say so. 
                          
Also, this was a request by IreneKirkland.
                          
I haven't watched Sgt. Frog in so long, I hope I got Kululu/Kururu right! He's my third favourite!! (After Dororo and Giroro, of course)