Okay... so here's a new story of mine. This one is pretty much just a combination of all the random scenarios of Starry's past I think of when I get bored. It begins a little after Jumba created Stitch, and was working on 627, not completly finished, just enough that if he wanted to create another experiment it would have to be numbered 628.
Why didn't I do something that seemed more logical? Well, a fanfic about Jumba creating a 628 a little after making a 627 and then dehydrating it doesn't sound like much of a story to me...
Jumba sat down in a chair and sighed. Yet again, his money was running low, afterall, having to support over 600 genetic experiments takes a heck of a lot of money. But this time, his money was lower then usual. And to add to that, the Galacic Federation was begininning to get suspious.
'What to do..' Jumba thought. Counterfeiting was an option, but if he was caught for creating all his experiments, then it would only add to the sentence. The same thing would most likely result in stealing the money. He suddenly came up with something, although, he didn't exactly like it. A while ago, a guy named Zaro had called him, asking if one of his experiments were for sale. Zaro was very rich, although, nobody knew how he got his great fortune, and for some reason, had a hobby of buying experiment creations from various scientists(basically, you could say Zaro had no real life).
Jumba walked out of his office, and over to 002, who was typing away at the computer. 002 was designed to be a typist for Jumba, she had yellow-orange eyes, and was all yellow, even her claws and ears.
"002," Jumba sighed ," I want you to call Zaro, and tell him I am willing to sell him one of my experiments." 002 just stared at him.
"You sure you want to?" she replied.
"There's really no other choice," he responded.
"Okay.. if you're sure"
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Later that night.
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Jumba was checking the cameras set around all of his place. Luckily all of the experiments seemed to be asleep already, as Zaro was supposed to arrive soon. As Jumba checked another camera, he saw 003, leading Zaro down the hallway. 003 was all red(including eyes, nose, and claws) his body structure was like any other experiment, except he had 6 extra tenticle like things coming from his back, each ending in a sort of claw-grasper. 003 was designed to help Jumba in the lab, only when he needed an extra hand.
He turned off all the camera footage as the door to his office opened. Stepping inside was 003, followed by Zaro, and another creature. Most likely one of the experiments Zaro had bought in the past, Jumba decided. The almost draconish(is that even a word?) alien was wearing a darkly colored trench coat, some baggy pants, and black boots, and the creature with him had green fur, black eyes, walked on four legs, had a kind of long stubby tail, two small black horns, two small ears, and one off-white tooth poking out from his upper mouth.
"Well, Jumba, I must say, you've got a rather difficult place to find. Anyway, you are serious about selling me one of your experiments?" said Zaro.
"Yes," replied Jumba. He then pulls out his laptop, and clicks a few buttons, opening his experiment files, and slides it across the desk. Zaro looked at soom of the files, and stopped at 349.
"I want something like this one... but different," he said. Jumba raised an eyebrow. Zaro reached into his pocket, and took out some money, sliding it over to Jumba."There's more where that came from. All I want you to do is create an experiment for me."
"A thief experiment?" asked Jumba. Zaro nodded in responce. "And, you are wanting it to be like 349, but...?"
"With more powers and abilities." As Zaro said that, the other experiment rolled his eyes. He had been through many of these type of meetings with Zaro, and Zaro pretty much always said that to the scientist.
"Is that all?"
"Yes. Call me when the experiment is ready." Zaro turned around and walked out of the room, the green experiment following behind him. Jumba sighed, and pulled out some paper and pencils from his desk.
"You may leave 003," he said to the red experiment. 003 opened the door and left as well."This is going to be a long night..."
002 belongs to my friend Laurel...not me..