Mother's Duty
He wasn't hurt. At least, he wasn't hurt anywhere Nani could see. She'd watch him plummet from heights, leap from spaceships, and facedown horrendous aliens five times his size without getting a scratch. Besides, the storm wasn't that bad. She'd never have let him and her baby sister play outside if she thought the storm was anything more than rain and wind.
The scream he uttered when thunder crashed overhead spoke more of surprise than pain, anyway. Even as she rushed to the doorway to call the two inside, she knew he wasn't hurt.
What startled her was the way he hurled himself straight into the safety of her arms. She had an armful of trembling soaked blue fur and an earful of pitiful whimpers before it really dawned on her that he had darted straight past Jumba, Pleakly, and Lilo to reach her. The word "why" jumped into her mind first, and nearly made it past her lips.
Then a lightning streak blazed before her eyes, and thunder deafened. Stitch's wail shut down the question entirely. Instead, while the others watched her with mouths and eyes wide open, she hugged him tightly
"It's okay, Stitch," she crooned, petting his wet fur as the storm ragged on. "It's okay, little guy. There's nothing to be scared of. I've got you."