My second crossover! Please read, enjoy and review. Pokémon and Lilo and Stitch belong to their respective creators.
Note: It will be a few chapters before pokémon characters themselves make their appearances but I hope it will be worth the wait. However, pokémon will be increasingly mentioned in early chapters.
Aloha Pokémon!
Location: The beach
Another warm humid day upon the island of Kauai; a few clouds blanket the sky and some gulls fly above but it's just the norm. The only thing unpleasant are the crowded beaches from the tourist but that isn't enough to stop one young, bright thirteen year old native and her best friend in the world from a day of surfing.
The screams of laughter and joy fill their mouths as they ride across the monstrous waves of the Pacific. Though they are busy with the surf, curtsey of Cannonball, they couldn't help but to ruminate the past. Neither Lilo nor Stitch could believe it's been around eight years since they first met and seven years since they began capturing Jumba's experiments; three years capturing all of Stitch's cousins for it all to come to an end with the defeat of Hamsterviel and his army of Leroy's.
In the end, both are thinking about how Gantu and Rueben were able to join the side of good and become part of the extended family, or Ohana, as Lilo paddles the board towards shore. Stitch gazes at her amazed of how much she has grown. When they first met they were roughly the same size but now she stands over four feet tall.
"Race you home!" Lilo challenges, making a grab for her old duffel bag and sprints from the shore.
"Meega gonna win!" Stitch proclaims, defending his speed.
"We'll see about that Mr. Coconut cake for breakfast," she teases.
Stitch gasps. "That personal," he jokes.
Running down the streets is like a stroll down memory lane; nearly three years was spent here rounding up the loose experiments. The experiments all go through their daily routines and wave at the duo. Stitch looks back at his friend; she's no longer the little girl in the red muumuu running beside him. She now adorns a red top with the same color scheme and pattern as her muumuu and blue jean shorts. It isn't long till they arrive home, the place where it all began.
Vroom! The sound of a running vacuum cleaner roar in the living room, a vacuum being maneuvered around by the one-eyed Pleakley. He silently hums to himself as he sucks the filthy dust away. Spring cleaning, one of Pleakey's favorite times of year!
Pleakley has already taken care of the bedrooms and beds while Jumba had all ready finished the dishes then headed out to spruce up the ship, while Nani currently takes care of the laundry.
The front door swings open. "I'm home," Lilo announces, throwing her duffel bag to the floor.
"Stitch home, too!"
"And just in time," Pleakley replies, handing Lilo a feather duster and Stitch a mop, much to their displeasure. "You know what today is? It's spring cleaning!"
Lilo and Stitch attempt to form an excuse but just before she says it the bigger sister walks in. "Lilo, you're thirteen. It's important you help out."
The duo mopes but sucks it up. "But wait; where's Jumba?" Lilo asks. Stitch activates his x-ray vision to find the home vacant of his presence.
"Jumba is currently sprucing up the ship," Pleakley explains. "See, even evil geniuses like to keep their quarters neat and tidy."
"So I think if Jumba can clean I believe you two can as well," Nani adds. Lilo and Stitch look at each other, both having the same idea.
"You're right."
"Ih," Stitch nods in agreement.
"If it's not too much trouble, do you mind if we help Jumba tidy up the ship?" Lilo asks.
"Not at all Lilo; I'm sure Jumba could use the extra hands," Nani replies where as Pleakley has finished his vacuuming.
"Extra hands," Stitch repeats, as he extends his extra arms to make a point at Nani's compliment. The older sister just sighs.
"Now run off you two." No telling them twice, the two bolt out the door and head towards the ship.
Location: Jumba's lab
Meanwhile, Jumba looks upon the clutter that has claimed the interior of the ship; clothes and tools litter the floor, as well as old pizza boxes and the latest evil genius magazines. Broken or spilled test tubes litter the tables and the floor. And that only barely scratches the surface about how untidy his craft is. "Perhaps I was a tad behind cleanup," the four eyed alien says, referring to no one in particular.
"Well, I better start –" He didn't finish the sentence. The doors to his ship open. He didn't need to here nor see the intruders. He knows exactly who they are and has prepared accordingly. The two intruders sneak up on the alien who quickly turns around.
"Ah, little girl and 626, what brings you to my ship?" he asks coolly, fully aware as to why they're here, glancing at the mop and feather duster they're carrying.
"Well, we tell Nani we want to help clean ship," Stitch elaborates with a smile.
"So, you need the extra help?" Lilo asks with a wink. Jumba smiles at the two of them.
"Of course, Jumba could be using some company." He clears his throat and speaks in a more authoritative voice. "Computer, activate automatic cleaning and…" he spoke the rest more coolly, "bring the three of us some snacks."
"Request accepted," the computer replies back, handing all three some cookies and initiates the cleaning process. Jumba heads to the back of the room.
"Now the most important question," Jumba informs the two, gesturing to the couch and flat screen TV. "What shall we be watching while computer cleans my ship?"
Location: Back in the house
"And done," Pleakley informs as he pulls out today's dinner from the baking hot oven, as he smells the wonderful aroma. "The Thanksgiving Turkey is complete!"
Nani just stares at him, nodding at his work. It's been eight years since he moved in and Pleakley still hasn't grasped that Thanksgiving is once a year, but you can't complain for trying; the best you can do is humor him, and besides, it does help keep the family close.
"And Nani, while I go get Jumba, do you mind getting the plates and servings ready?" he asks while hanging up his apron and toque.
"Not at all Pleakley," she responds happily, reaching for the cupboards. Pleakley thanks her and heads off for the ship.
Location: Jumba's lab
Back in the ship, the computer continues its excellent job at cleaning while the trio continues watching TV. "Oh, I love this part!" Jumba exclaims with a light chuckle at the scene about to unfold in the episode of Transformers Prime: Beast Hunters.
"And what could have possibly compelled you to bring the native?"
Wheeljack contemplated Ultra Magnus's question thinking back just before they left base. "Yo," a voice calls behind him. It's Miko. "Can I come with?"
Wheeljack shrugs with a smile. "Why not?"
Jumba, Lilo and Stitch laugh at the scene; in a sense, it relates to them on so many levels. They jump at the sirens of Jumba's ship going off and the show being replaced with security footage.
"Oh no, it's walking noodle Pleakley!" Jumba informs while jumping off the couch. He hurries and grabs some cleaning supplies. "You remember protocol?" he asks. Lilo and Stitch nod.
The doors to Jumba's lab open to allow the one-eyed alien access. "Hey guys, the Thanksgiving feast is ready!" Pleakley hollers the information. "Guys! Oh, there you are," he says with an oblivious smile. Jumba, Lilo and Stitch all smile as the continue 'cleaning' the ship.
Pleakley looks around the ship with a nod of approval. "Wow, sure it still needs sprucing up, but you three did good. Now doesn't it feel so rewarding inside knowing that you three did all this by yourselves?"
The trio nod with plastered smiles. "Ih, Stitch feel good inside," the experiment replies.
"I'm just glad I could help," Lilo blatantly lies.
"We cleaned with such precision you would be swearing that computer was behind it," Jumba lies defectively, getting elbowed by Lilo for nearly blowing it.
Luckily it flies over Pleakley's head. "Well that's good to hear. And I bet you three worked up an appetite so let's go inside and eat!"
Location: Galactic prison cell
Elsewhere among the universe, far beyond the Milky Way, an asteroid, home to a prison for the most diabolical villains the galaxy has ever known, floats in the vastness of space; one of the villains being Dr. Jacques Von Hamsterviel.
Since his arrest he's been scheming to get revenge on the not so little anymore Earth Girl and her precious experiment 626, and the rest of her ohana. After seven long Earth years of covert planning he will soon be initiating the plan. Years of planning constantly being re-updated and fixed; this was especially so when all the Leroy's, minus the original, perished from their glitches. The only reason the original survived was due to Jumba's fusion chamber, and hopes that by saving the original it would somehow save the others. However, the results didn't work like they hoped.
Lilo was heart-broken to hear all the Leroy clones have perished, having always hoped that they too could somehow be rehabilitated to benefit society, like the rest of Stitch's cousins – something that's now been lost.
But still has hopes for the original Leroy.
The only reason the Galactic Alliance tried to save the Leroy's is because the prison cares for all of its prisoners, and treats them humanly, even though some can argue they don't deserve it. However, the Grand Councilwoman is against cruel and unusual punishment, believing that allowing those to suffer horrific fates intentionally are no better than the criminals themselves. It's these policies that have gained the staff some respect from many of the prisoners with an exception to one.
Quietly looking around the edges of his cell, to make sure that the halls are clear of guards, which they are, Hamsterviel returns to his bed and opens a secret compartment. Inside he begins working on a top-secret project.
He grins menacingly. "Soon, I will recapture my experiments and revenge shall be mine for my name is… Dr. Jacques Von Hamsterviel!" he shouts with an evil laugh.
His laugh of self gloating is swiftly interrupted by the other prisoners pounding on their walls, demanding for him to shut up. They all say the same thing. "Shut up you moron!" Hamsterviel just grumbles something to himself as he continues on with his work.
He lifts up a small metallic box that's the size of a pack of gum. The device contains four wires, two on each side. There's also a small screen on the front and three buttons beneath. He grins at his newest invention.
"Soon, very soon, I will rule not only the Inter Galactic Alliance but also all the known dimensions!" he hysterically laughs to no one but himself.
"Shut up already!" one of the prisoners scowls the rodent. The verbal outburst is swiftly followed by a punch to the wall, denting it too!
"Simpleton!" the rodent mumbles to himself.
"What was that!?" the same voice yells.
"Nothing!"
