Yay! New story.

I don't own Lilo, Stitch, Jumba, Pleakley or Rueben. I do own Experiment 6-2-2 aka Violet.

Jumba pulled the cover off a cage and peered in at his newest experiment. "Your name is 6-2-2. Isn't that nice?"

The violet coloured experiment cocked her head and nodded. She looked like Rueben, only not as chubby, had small elf-like ears, and two small antennae like Stitch. She pushed out her extra

arms and looked at her clawless paws before clambering about the cage.

Jumba chuckled and wiped his hands on a rag. "You are programmed to be jinxing peoples," he said to 6-2-2, who was now hanging upside down from the top of the cage. "For example...If

someone is saying that they are wanting something to happen, you are to be making it not happen and vice verca."

A knock on the door made him spin round, and Lilo, Pleakley and Stitch entered the lab.

"Jumba, have you seen the spaghetti strainer?" Pleakley asked, searching the many draws in the ships lab. "I know you had it down here for one of your evil somethings." His eye landed on

6-2-2.

She was playing with her feet. "What is that!?"

Stitch and Lilo looked at Jumba. He glanced over his ahoulder. "What is what?"

"That - that thing behind you!" the Plorgarian said, his voice rising slightly. Stitch's ears pricked up and his tail started wagging. Beside him, Lilo's eyes were wide with excitement - Normally, when

Pleakley called something of Jumba's a 'thing', it ment that he had made something really bad...usually an experiment.

"Uhh...would you be believing me if I said it is native Hawaiian animal?" the Quelta Quanian asked with a cheesey grin.

Pleakley narrowed his eye. "No."

Jumba sighed - Pleakley would never understand his creations. They were like his children...children that ran amock causing total chaos!!!

"Then I won't tell you." Jumba said, folding his arms stubbornly.

Pleakley gave him a cold look, causing his roommate to move aside and reveal the experiment. She jumped up and looked through the cage bars. "Goocha."

Lilo and Stitch ran up to the cage and peered in.

"Awww, she's so cute!" exclaimed Lilo. Stitch was talking to 6-2-2 in alien.

Pleakley frowned. "Don't engourage him Lilo. It's bad enough that he made six hundred and twenty-six illegal genetic experiments. He shouldn't be activating any more."

"Yeah, but she's just sooo cute." said Lilo, ignoring her 'aunt'. She turned to Jumba. "Whats she designed for?"

"6-2-2 is designed to be jinxing peoples," Jumba explained, carefull not to get too carried away, incase Pleakley thumped him one.

Stitch looked 6-2-2 up and down. "Jumba, why does cousin look like Rueben?"

The Quelta Quanian opened and closed his mouth several times before shrugging. "Am not knowing why."

Stitch cocked his head like dogs do when they don't understand what your saying. "Oh. Stitch thought Jumba was making Buchee-Bu for Rueben."

Jumba snorted. "Can't be making Buchee-Bu for 6-2-5. 6-2-5 must be wanting 6-2-2 to be Buchee-Bu. Like 6-2-5 and 6-2-4."

Lilo smiled. "Well, lets go get Rueben and see what he thinks." She headed towards the door, but Jumba stopped her. "Little Girl can't be forcing 6-2-5 to be liking 6-2-2. 6-2-5 must be liking her

be himself."

"I'm not forcing Rueben to like 6-2-2. " Lilo said. "I just want him to meet her." she continued towards the door.

Jumba watched her go, wondering if she had anything up her sleeve. He turned to Pleakley, who was glaring at him. "What?"

"You know very well what!" the Plorganian snapped.

Stitch rolled his eyes, "It's naga always like this." he said to 6-2-2, as the two aliens began to argue.

She nodded in reply.

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