Disclaimer: I don't own Lilo and Stitch.

Peace At Last

All the experiments had been found. It had taken a good number of months, but they had all been relocated successfully. They were simply given out as pets around the world, seeing as Stitch, who wasn't even good when they'd met, turned out to be such a good 'dog'. And these experiments had been turned good anyway, so they'd start out good.

All of the experiments had been selected specially for certain families. Sparky was the pet of a boy in Japan who's father owned a power plant. Slushy was the pet of two kids in Alaska. And so on. Some of them had jobs, some were just meant as pets and friends. One thing was certain, though, they were all happy and in the one place they truly belonged.

Of 627 experiments, 626 of them were in other homes, happy and loved. Even 625 had found a home with a family who owned a deli in Mexico. In the long run, that pudgy little fur-ball was never really evil, just food-crazy.

Stitch was still living with Lilo and Nani, as where Jumba and Pleakly. Angel lived with them, too. Lilo was glad to keep Angel, because the whole point was to find were all of the experiments belonged, and Angel belonged with Stitch. No one could deny that.

Now, Stitch and Angle were official boochi-boos, which apparently meant something like 'mate' or 'love'. Several months ago, Stitch and Angle began acting even closer then usual, if that was even possible, and one morning, Angle began feeling strange. After a few hours of Stitch worrying his head off, a high-pitched squeal of delight rang through the house.

Jumba gladly stated that in a few months, there would be some little baby experiments crawling around the house. Pleakly and Lilo shared a delighted gasp. Nani groaned, clearly not liking the idea of more aliens in the house. Four was more then enough. Stitch immediately fainted. Angle purred in happiness.

Angel had given birth a week ago. She and Stitch watched diligently and proudly as their young played around the room. Their were three of them.

Scamp was almost a clone of Stitch, though a lot smaller. He had a bit of a knack for getting into trouble, but no one had gotten hurt so far. Dream, who looked just like Angle and was the smallest of them, was the sweetest little thing anyone had ever seen, even Nami seemed taken with her. Lastly was Bold, who seemed to have more courage then sense. He was vividly purple with Angle's antennae and markings and Stitch's claws and small tuft of hair on his head. None of them had any powers to speak of, but then again, they were only a few days old.

Stitch and Angle were good parents, making sure that Scamp didn't get hurt, Dream didn't wonder off, and Bold didn't do something dangerous. That was the full time job for sure.

All the same, Lilo and Stitch still had fun and played around like the old days. David had proposed to Nani a month ago. They'd just set the date. Jumba and Pleakly continued doing what they'd been since they'd gotten here.

But things didn't just go back to how they were before. With Stitch having his own family, all the experiments found and relocated, and Nani and David engaged, they were even better.

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Anyone who wants to use the babies in another fanfiction, you can. I'd imagine they'd be bilingual as well. I'd like to see what you guys write about them. Review.