Revenge On The Edge Ch 1
By: Juria
Notes: This is gonna be the first of a quick 6 chapter series based in the Lilo and Stitch universe. It's got a T rating, mainly for violence and language, but maybe later, change it to M. I don't own Lilo and Stitch, or most of the characters, Disney does! The only thing I own is my vision of 628, and Angel x Reuben's and Lilo x Stitch's offspring's names. Enjoy! This takes place about two years after the end of "How Time Flys". BTW, Kaimi's name means "the seeker", and Kanoa's name means "the free one".
Stitch sat on the couch, across from his 7 year old half-trog daughter, her black hair tied back in a ponytail, while she nervously looked up at her father. This had been the 6th time she had been caught fighting at school, and this time, no amount of pleading was going to prevent her inevitable punishment. "But, papa, I didn't start it." she pleaded in tanatalog, staring at him with those bright blue eyes. Stitch drummed his fingers slowly on the coffee table, then slowly stood up. "Naga Lilly, you've had your chances, now we do things my way." Lilly Pelekai stared at her father in horror, her lip quivering as she started to stand up. "You've got to the count of three, and just to be nice, I'll say it in tantalog, just to give you a head start." he stated, slowly beginning the transformation process.
Lilly lept off the couch, slowly stepping back. "Naga papa, naga." "Hakkiah." the spines and antenna came out as Lilly tried to hide behind her mother, Lilo calmly stepping back. Usually, she would have disciplined her daughter, but Stich felt he had a better way of getting through to her. "Huzziuh." he said slowly, the second set of arms popping out of the lower half of Stitch's ribcage, allowing Lilly plenty of time to bolt almost to the elevator to the upstairs. "Tiznet!" he snarled, ripping through the hallway.
What followed next was a split second teleportation from Lilly's two older brothers, Kaimi and Kanoa, up to their rooms, all the while Stitch shouting at the top of his lungs something to the equilivant of "No more Naruto for you two ever again!" and "You're all grounded for the rest of the night!" Lilo shook her head as her husband/former pet converted back to his original form, giggling as Stitch walked over to her. "What?" he asked, hugging her. "Are you certain this is going to work?" she asked, kissign him gently on the cheek. "Hey, you said it yourself, you didn't want to have to play the bad guy all the time, so I took up the role this time." he said. "Of course, there are days I want to choke a certain genius WHO WILL REMAIN NAMELESS FOR GIVING MY ELDEST SON A LOW-GRADE TELEPORTATION ABILITY!" he shouted loud enough that Jumba heard him even out in his lab/spaceship.
It had been almost 3 years since Jumba had agreed to move in with Stitch and Lilo at their request, partly to bring Pleakely along as a sort of nanny and housekeeper, all at the noodle-like alien's request of course, and partly so Nani and David could catch a break. Almost instantly, this brought the 6ft 2in four-eyed purple alien/evil genius in, hawaiian shirt with green khaki shorts and all to stand face-to-face with his 6ft 6in blue, furry, muscular creation/son. "626, he vanted it. I, being grandpa, gave in, end of argument." he said, walking past him and sitting on the couch. Lilo walked over to assist Pleakely in making supper as Stitch walked in and sat down next to Jumba. "He was 3, dad." Stitch stated. Jumba just calmly shrugged his shoulders. "Eh, I knew he was. I just couldn't help myself. I think he already has power to manipulate others to his vill." Jumba stated nonchalently. Stich just sighed, handed Jumba a soda, then slouched down in the couch, both aliens chuckling at the same mental picture of a little purple-furred alien child teleporting around the house.
After 3 hours, three young troglings slowly stepped out in to the living room, each with their heads down, one orange-furred 7 year old with short dark-blue hair and brown eyes, Kaimi, followed by the youngest daughter, Lilly, her unique magenta fur and black hair trying not to stand up on end in nervousness, and at the rear, the eldest son, Kanoa, his red hair covering his black eyes as he shakily tapped his fingers on the back of his hand. Stitch noticed them out of the corner of his eye, but instead waited patiently for them to come to him. "Papa, we're, soka." the trio said, each one looking their father in the eye. Stitch gave them a questioning look. "And?" he asked, having a very good idea what the collective answer would be. "And we'll do our best never to get into a fight again." the trio stated. Stitch couldn't help but chuckle, before popping out his lower arms, suddenly embracing his three children all at the same time. "Ok, fine, but remember, after supper, you're still grounded for the rest of the night." That response got a collective groan from all three children, while Jumba attempted to whisper to them "Vit's alright, come to Grandpa Jumba. Ve'll stay up all night and be in bed before mama and papa know what happen." The sudden glare from Stitch stopped him in mid-sentence. "Um, uh, on de other hand, much work to be doing tonight. Ve try tomorrow, ok?" he said with a grin.
Meanwhile...................
A certain red-furred muscular anthro experiment sat on the floor of his cell, the chains holding him to the wall of his dimly-lit cell, the auto-cannons aimed at him if he even tried to escape. "No, not yet, too soon." Leroy muttered. Suddenly, his eyes met that of the Grand Councilwoman. "Experiment 626's clone, Leroy. It saddens me to see the Council order the exile of any living being, and sadly, tomorrow, your time comes. Unless, of course, you wish to plead for rehabilitation." she said, keeping her stoic stance and stare. Leroy smirked, chuckling at her. "Lady, how would you like to fuck with me?" he asked her in tantalog. The Grand Councilwoman shook her head in disgust. "It is a shame that you cannot be reasoned with, but personally, I look forward to seeing you gone from my sight."
As the Grand Council Woman faded out of Leroy's sight, a smug grin crossed his red lips, his yellow eyes glinting in the dim light. "Yes, tomorrow seems like the right time, the perfect time. Wait till they get a load of me." After that, Leroy couldn't stop the manical laughter from erupting from his throat.
TBC.............................