I do not own Lilo and stitch.
"Rock-a-hula Stitch! Good job!"Lilo shouted, congradulating him on another experiment capture. This time, they captured experiment 453, the demolition experiment. This one looked like a miniature ox, with curved horns and wolly brown fur.
Lilo named this one 'Bison'. "Let's see, I know just where you belong!"she exclaimed. Stitch and Lilo watched as Bison rammed into a building, reducing it to rubble and letting the people clean up the mess."See, with Bison on the demolition crew, it would be easiar for them!"she exclaimed. Stitch nodded and walked back to the house, satisfied that they caught another cousin before Gantu.
Speaking of Gantu, he had landed on the ground and got up, limping into the ship. As soon as he did, Hamsterveils image on the screen got up in his face. "Gantu! Why do I not see an experiment with you!"he shouted angrily. "The, uh, trog and brat got it,"he said. "Why is it you cannot even defeat one little girl and experiment!"he shouted.
"But sir...!"he started, but he got cut off. "Up, up, up! Do not but me Gantu! If you do not get me at least one experiment, you are fired. All you have been giving me are useless ones!"he shouted, side stepping to reveal the experiment he had.
It showed, Hunkahunka, laying on the bottom of the cylinder.
Amnesio, banging on the glass trying to get out.
Angel, viciously clawing at the case.
Nosey, talking to himself.
Felix, shooting the case and wiping off the soot.
Tank, who was tied down to chains, and 119, who was gurgling in the cage. Hamsterveil suddenly appeared."So if you do not get one, one, useful experiment by the end of the day, you are FIRED!"he shouted signing out. Gantu growled, then grabbed his blaster and shot 625 out of anger."Hey! What was that for!"he shouted. "Shut up! Grr! This was so much easiar with 627!"he shouted, sitting in his chair. "So, why don't you get him?"625 suggested. He slapped his hands over him mouth, remembering how he was abused by 627. Gantu growled again."That little trog and the brat dehydrated him, remember?"he said, rubbing his head. 625 sighed in refliefe."However..."he said, stroking his chin.
'Uh oh...'625 thought. "I might be able to retrieve the pod when the trog isn't there,"he said. He suddenly got up and started walking out the door."I'll be back 625,"he said. 625 shook his head and went back to the grilled cheese sandwhich.
