(Several Years Later)

(Normal POV)

"I swear to God, Giroro, if you don't stop pacing, you'll put a hole in the floor!" Keroro exclaimed.

Giroro stopped. "What?" he asked. "Oh, fine." He finished his 50th time around the waiting room and sat in a seat closest to the platoon member whom he'd expect more support from.

"Giroro-kun, Natsumi-dono will be fine!" Dororo said. "You know as well as I that she was, and is, plenty strong! She and the baby will both be fine!"

It was true. Natsumi was in a hospital, giving birth to their first child.

Giroro gave a grateful smile at Dororo, but he still couldn't help but worry and ponder over the "what if?"s, drowning the other platoon members' (minus Kururu, though he was also present) encouragement.

What if Natsumi hemorrhages having the baby? What if the baby is a stillborn? What if the baby has a horrible birth defect? Or, worse yet, what if both Natsumi and the baby die?

He was snapped out of his thoughts by a doctor coming in, smiling at him.

"Giroro-gocho."

He shot out of a seat. "Yes, sir?"

He smiled wider. "Your wife had the babies."

For a moment, everyone was silent. Then, the doctor's words sunk in.

"Babies?" Giroro asked. "As in, plural?"

"Yes, Gocho. Your wife has had two infants, a boy and a girl. You and your friends may see her if you like."

Before the doctor even finished his sentence, the whole platoon was gone from the waiting room. He chuckled, and left after them.

***

They went in the delivery room to see the Keronian woman cradling a two little bundles.

She saw the five men in the room. She smiled at them, and mouthed, "Hi!"

She motioned for her husband to sit next to her, and he did in a daze. Before his mind was able to think of anything other than Duuuuh..., he felt something soft and warm be placed in his arms.

He looked down at the baby, and he realized he was holding the girl. His little girl. His daughter.

He whispered it under his breath. "My daughter." It sounded strange.

Natsumi smiled at him, and said, "You remember the bet, though. I get to name her."

He rolled his eyes, and laughed. "How could I forget?" he asked. "And I get to name the boy."

Dororo chuckled, and said, "You DID make quite a big deal about it, Natsumi-dono."

She sighed. "I admit it. It was a huge deal to me."

Then, the doctor came in, and said, "We should work on the Birth Certificates. First, we need the names."

Keroro piped up, "The boy's name is Kero-"

He was cut off by hands clamped around his mouth. "Ignore him," Tamama said.

Giroro looked at the boy in Natsumi's arms, and at his wife herself. "Fuyuyu. That's the boy's name. Fuyuyu."

Natsumi looked at Giroro in shock for a moment, and said, "The girl's name is Girara."

The doctor finished writing on a pad of paper, and said, "Okay. Godmother?"

"None," Natsumi said. "The godfather is unmarried."

"Okay," the doctor said. "Then who's the godfather?"

Giroro looked at Dororo for a moment, and said, "Dororo Heicho."

He looked at Giroro in astonishment, and then pure happiness. "I-I'm the godfather?"

Natsumi chuckled. "Well, that's what Giroro said, right?"

The doctor said, "Alright, that's all I need to know. Everything else is already down. Thanks!"

He left.

"Girara, eh? Why that name?" Giroro asked his wife.

"Because she looks so much like her papa, that's why. Why Fuyuyu?"

"Because I knew how much it would mean to you, that's why."

"I wonder what they're doing," Natsumi said, looking out the window.

"Me, too," Giroro said. "But, there's no use wondering when we have these two tykes to take care of, now. No time."

"Yeah," Natsumi chuckled. "No time, at all."

And then, the newly added-to family went home, to raise their son and daughter.

THE END! (Of the whole story)

(A/N: YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS! DOOONE! Oh, and whoever wants to take over the story and form a sequel, then you have permission to do so! Not that I'm sure anyone would like to, though.

PS. I'M SO PROUD OF MYSELF! :D)