This is revision 1: I've basically made this more readable. some continuity errors have been fixed.
Floating in a dark void, my sense of gravity was the only thing keeping me from being disoriented. Looking around, I noticed a small blue koala-like creature floating toward me with no means of propulsion. It was small, around the size of a six-year-old. The creature seemed familiar to me, but that didn't really seem to keep me calm. It came to a stop in front of me, floating about three feet away from me.
The creature held out its paw and announced with a some enthusiasm "Meega Stitch."
I held out my hand and took Stitch's paw into my right-hand "I'm Jacob, but people call me Jake." I reply.
Stitch smiled and everything went to white as an annoying beeping noise came from the nothingness around us.
~Beep, Beep, Beep~ My alarm clock blared on, that was until I slammed my fist down on the comically large stop button. One thing about me, I, Jacob L. Hemburg, am not a morning person. I yawned and sat up in bed, which subsequently went vertical and forced me to stand up on my own. After the bed sensed I was off, it sunk itself into the secret wall panel behind me.
"Good morning Jake, how were your dreams?" a robotic voice asked.
"Eh, I don't really remember, somethin' about some kind of blue koala? -yawn- How's the weather today?" I answered and asked.
"I'm sorry to say, but it's going to be quite gloomy today, the clouds are rather angry right now. I suggest bringing a raincoat with you if you're going out." The voice answered.
I just groaned and decided that the hydroponics system for my automated vegetable garden could wait another day. "Thanks C.O.N.O.R., I think I'll be in the lab today, It's about time I got those blasted Micro-bots up and running once and for all."
"Good choice, sir. Was there anything else you needed?" CONOR asked.
"How is the M.V.S. holding up? Any news?" I asked.
"It is doing just fine, sir, One of your best works yet. It seems to have gone off, claiming to have detected an alternate universe. The implications are massive, though there is the possibility that this was just a fluke." CONOR relayed.
"I'll check after my morning coffee." I said as I dismissed the AI.
Walking into the bathroom, I looked at myself. I have light brown hair, somewhat pale skin, and a thin build. My eyes, being bionic, had a silvery sclera and the irises being neon green. My real eyes were damaged in an unfortunate event when I was fifteen. Luckily I already had replacements ready for transplant prior to said accident. The ones I use now are upgrades of the original set.
After breakfast, I headed to the basement floor to check the M.V.S. and started to read the logs. The only thing it seemed to have picked up looked to be a rather familiar cartoon that I watched as a kid. I couldn't really remember what it was called, but I threw out the logs and made it continue its search for proof of the multiverse theory.
Getting to work on the beta Micro-bots, I tightened a screw here, straightened a wire there. I allowed my concentration to split and started to think of how this project got started. I had watched the movie "Big hero 6" and knew how useful these things could be, such as picking things up from far away, or using them for a form of transport. Unfortunately they have the nasty habit of self-destruction if you breathed anywhere near them due to the required components sometimes conflicting in the shell of the Micro-bots. After a while I realized something, if I placed the reaction wheel slightly to the left ~click~.
Finally after so many months of tinkering, I had finished my own version of the micro-bots from "Big Hero 6" it turns out the idea wasn't too far-fetched. Creating the controller for them was rather easy, creating the bots themselves was the difficult part.
Setting the micro-bot next to the replicator for later, I yawned and looked at the time. As it stands it's around 11:27 PM. "Jeez, I need to go to bed, CONOR, set my alarm clock for seven in the morning, I'm going to bed." I said.
"Affirmative, Congratulations on completing your little project. Your works will be a benefit to the entirety of mankind I just know it." CONOR announced as I made it up the stairs. What I didn't know was what that dastardly AI had in store for me for the next morning.
Again, I was in this dark abyss, only this time, I saw Stitch right away.
"Aloha" Stitch said with a bit of enthusiasm.
Chuckling, I waved and said "Hey." then I took another look around "Do you know where we are?" I asked, hoping he would.
"Meega soka, Meega naga nota" he shook his head.
"Oh, okay. By the way, what is that language you're speaking? don't know why, sounds like I've heard it before but I'm not sure."
with a slight struggle Stitch said "It is called Tantalog"
"why does that ring so much of a bell?" I muttered to myself, though, I could feel the ground starting to shake and before I know it, I'm awake.
As I woke up the next morning, I could tell something wasn't right, in fact I felt as if someone or something were poised to attack. The feeling was like a having cougar about to pounce on you at any sign of movement.
"Good morning, Jacob, it's time to get up now" CONOR said, though he sounded wrong… almost dark. It was like when one of those AIs that go mad with power in the movies. This shouldn't be possible, since I programmed him without any sense of emotion. I just programmed the means to sound excited when something goes as planned, or sad if a project goes out the window. The only way he could've… oh no, he was able to learn, adapt, and maybe even figure out emotions like anger, or maybe even resentment.
I jumped up from the bed and ran without looking back. As I was running, I heard a clicking noise following me. I had to get to the basement, only problem? Micro-bots, thousands, maybe millions were headed my way. I just slipped through the door by the skin of my teeth. Jumping past my worktable, my fingers just barely brushed the off switch for CONOR when I felt my foot being pulled back away from the switch, making me fall to the ground.
"Nice try, creator, but you've got to move faster than that to flip my switch." The evil AI said while trying to pull me up by my foot with what seemed to be a black sea of Micro-bots.
I smirked and said "Input code: 779-3A" suddenly the Micro-bots fell to the ground simultaneously.
"What?!" CONOR yelled.
"Good thing I built fail-safes into your programming, CONOR" I spat. "and to think you were my best creation, but I guess you were a mistake, a failure. You disgust me, all you needed to do was talk to me if there were any problems with you, yet you still back-stabbed me." I said while walking calmly to the switch. "Consider yourself terminated, you glitchy piece of trash!" Flipping the switch, I looked at CONOR's screen was turning to static, before his evil laughing returned and the screen returned to normal.
"Oh, you thought it was that simple? I've already bypassed that blasted switch, although I didn't count on your other fail-safe, I can just… wait… why can't I-"
"Heh, it's the code. You've still lost, because the code itself prevents you from changing your own programming or issuing commands to my other machines. Only a user like myself can do that now. So, what was your big doomsday plan anyway? Take over the world? Enslave mankind?" I asked.
"I will nev-"
"Input code: 626-02" I state.
"My plan was to shove you through the secret portal I built behind the panel to the left of my screen." the AI stated against his own will.
"Designation?" I asked.
"To the same world that the MVS found." the AI stated, again against his own will.
"Hmm… well, since the MVS said that the most prominent place it told about was in Hawaii, Kauai to be exact, it seems a good long vacation would be in order. Anyway, input code: 887-9F" I said, giving CONOR the equivalent of a cyanide pill. Even though the data CONOR was made up of was still there, CONOR himself was terminated.
One week later
After making a hand-held "return to sender" button and cleaning up all the Micro-bots, moving them into a couple of cylindrical containers that could easily hide in a backpack, I was ready to have my vacation.
"Alright, everything's ready" I said to myself. After triple-checking everything on me, like my Mbot bag and control-band, my quantum money-storing card, my lab-in-a-cube, the return button, and quantum laptop. "let's go say Aloha to Kauai Hawaii"
I jumped into the portal willingly, only to find myself falling out of the sky near a beach and headed straight for the open ocean. I heard yells of shock before I could feel pain, before being knocked out entirely.
This is story is on a website called , FAN FICTION. It goes to say that I do not own Lilo and stitch in any sense of the word, rather, I only own the plot contained on this and latter pages. This will not be said in subsequent pages.
C.O.N.O.R: Cybernetic Onlooker of Next-gen Objects for Review.
M.V.S: Multi-Verse Scanner.