A/N: Before I start, Lilo & Stitch are copyright © 2003-2005 Disney Enterprises. You'd have to be reeeally stupid to think I own them…
Lilo & Stitch Goes To Japan
Chapter One: The Tickets
"I
got them!"
"You
are getting what?"
Why is it that whenever I
am creating most evil genius work, Pleakly comes barging in? I mean,
is it hard enough to be asking to be left alone once and awhile?
Jumba,
cross and annoyed, put his hands on his hips.
Pleakly
waved some little bits of paper in Jumba's face.
"I
won!"
"Won
what?"
A
loud explosion engulfed the experimental project area.
Oh
well, so much for that.
"Jumba,
What was that? Did you blow up the house again?"
Older
girl came running in.
Well,
of cause I am not blowing up house, otherwise 'twould not still be
being here! Jumba thought.
"I
got them!"
"What
is Pleakly screaming about this time?"
Little
Girl wandered in, and behind her, genius experiment 626.
Why
is everyone asking me? wondered Jumba.
"I
got them!"
"Gaba?"
"I
got them!"
"Got
what!" all present yelled at him, remarkably at the same time.
"A
family pass to Tokyo!"
Nani
fainted.
Lilo
shouted "Cool! We get to see Godzilla!"
I
would like to be meeting this Godzilla, he is sounding veeery evil…
Anyway,
626 said something Jumba could roughly translate to being "Ooooh…
Big city…" (It sounded sooo much better in Tantalog…).
And
Jumba… just stood there.
"Well…"
Pleakly
looked like he was expecting something from him.
"Well…
have always wanted to see 626 destroy large city…"
So,
there Jumba was, two minutes later, at the top of a stairwell,
thinking about the Battle on Zarploc IV.
"Jumba,
why aren't you packing your stuff?"
Because,
Mr One-Eyed Wonder, I am thinking about Battle on…
"Come
on!"
He
dragged Jumba up to his room.
So
much for that.
Having
finished packing his bags of clothes, food, evil genius technology
and evil genius expe… er, pastry… Jumba headed towards the door.
"Jumba…"
"What
is it being this time!"
"Er…
the front door's this way."
Oh. Right.
"Aloha
'oe, aloha 'oe…"
Am I ever
telling you how bad 626 is singing? It is so bad, that… never mind.
Anyway, he is being probably worse singer in this automobile…
"Farewell
to me, farewell to me…"
I am standing corrected, Jumba
thought. Once again, One Eyed Noodle is showing me that he cannot
do anything right. And he is not even knowing the correct words…
Five
painful minutes later, the buggy had reached Coconut Cow's Town
Airport.
These
Americans, they are being very… um, what is word… very determind
to be showing who is owning what… I think 'tis being possessive…
They
all got out at Terminal 3.
Why get
tickets if we can just be flying in evil genius's ship? I would be
feeling much safer in superior spacecraft than rusty tin can.
"How
may I help you?"
Yay. It is
too cheerful lady from cruise ship.
"My
name is Tiffany! I'll be your flight attendent."
And what is
being worse, she is coming with us… just to be hoping she is not
putting us in evil playhouse…
"Last
call for flight JA6893 from Kokaua Town to Tokyo, Japan."
'Tis
not only Americans which are being determined to show off,
Jumba mused. I mean, 'Tokie's
Yo-Yo'? That is just being ridiculous… I am not seeing small
child amusement anywhere in brochure…
Jumba
started calculating the true value of pi when Pleakly grabbed him by
the arm.
"That's
our flight! Come on!"
So
much for that.