"Lania! Aunt Pleakley and Uncle Jumba are here!" I heard Mom call. I rolled my eyes. Ugh. My weird one-eyed Great-Aunt Pleakley and the fat Great-Uncle Jumba without feet were finally here. I got up and entered the elevator, and it launched to a start. In five seconds I was in the living room.
"Oh! My dearest Lania!" Aunt Pleakley said, running over and hugging me to death
Uncle Jumba stood up. "Eh, ello, ittle girl," he said.
"Hi," I said. I turned to Mom. "When are Auntie Nani and Uncle David coming?" I asked.
Mom shrugged. "My sister's always late, but she'll be here for dinner," she said. She winked at me. "Along with a special surprise." Knowing Mom, and Uncle David, its probably canned ravioli.
I turned on the TV. Aunt Pleakley jumped up when she saw the news and said, "Oh my gosh! Kim Possible is retiring! Hey Jumba, remember the time you thought Rufus with exp-"
"Okay that's enough. Aunt Pleakley, will you help me with the meatloaf?"
Mom and Pleakley left, leaving Jumba and me glued to his blue laptop thing. I sighed. Jumba stood up. "Lilo!" he called.
"Yeah?" Mom replied. Jumba shut his laptop.
"Is my office still set up?" Mom peaked in and nodded her head. "Second door to the left," she told him.
Hmm. That is the room Mom always tells menot to go in. It was official; something was up. I joined Mom and Aunt Pleakley in the kitchen.
"Goodness gracious!" Aunt Pleakley said, pulling out the tiny burnt pile of meatloaf.
Mom leaned against the wall and grinned. "Pleakley, you haven't changed ever since you moved out," she said.
Aunt Pleakley looked flattered. "I know! I haven't aged one bit!" she said.
"Actually," Mom said. "I meant you always burned he meatloaf back then, and you still do.
Aunt Pleakley turned around. "At least Jumba likes it, don't you now?" she called.
"Eh, sure!" he called back, and then, "Uh-oh!"
Mom looked concerned. She put down her spoon and ran into the 'office'. "Jumba! What in the world have you done?" I heard her yell.
I got up from my seat at the table and marched up the stairs. "Lania!" Aunt Pleakley called. "You haven't finished your meatloaf!" I ignored her and slammed the office door open.
There, in front of me, stood Jumba, Mom, and-what was it? It was some sort of fantasy creature. But it was SO cute! It was all purple except for its HUGE big blue eyes, and its body was tiny and had six arms and legs. The oddest thing, though, was that it contained a big yellow rubber pacifier in its mouth and it was wearing a diaper.
"It's SO CUTE!" I screamed. I picked it up.
Jumba stood up. "I as retired evil genius have created a new evil genius-thingy," he said.
"Aw…" I said. I turned to Mom. "Can we keep it?" I asked.
Mom turned to Jumba. "Can she?"
Jumba sat down and thought for a moment. "Evil experiment was just another failure. All it does is act like a baby forever, addicting everyone and-"
"Hicup!" the thing said, turning pink with blush. "Aw…" I said.
Then Pleakley entered. "Oh my! Jumba! Is that one of those… those…?" Jumba stood up and turned, back facing the three—four-of us. "Yes, Pleakley. This, my newest experiment, is, yes," he paused dramatically and turned his head back. "Experiment 629."