Mother Teresa wrote " let's always meet each other with a smile, for the smile is the beginning of love." Hi I'm Marin jookiba and I'm going tell you a special story, the story of how I found my ohana. I can't remember much from my childhood, since I was given up for adoption at a young age, and given to my grandpa Oscar hasegawa. But my grandpa would always tell me stories about my parents, well my mom at the least, but he never gave much detail.
[ planet turo, gloraxian hotel]
Pleakley sighed as he had hung up from a call with his mother, again. He and jumba had decided to go on a small vacation, one to get better sightings, the other for an old reunion that jumba had insisted them on going. Pleakley had no idea who the people, or aliens that jumba knew, or why he had acquainted with few of them. And as he stood in a small ballroom, filled with many scientists and ' evil genius' as jumba had called them. His pupil would move from one place to another, as he watched and listened to many laugh, some sarcastic and some the usual true insane laugh. Wearing his casual attire, the uniform that he had worn when first meeting the evil genius, as they were assigned to be partners. He held a bored glance, as he drew his attention to his partner, and long time friend.
Jumba was just across the small ballroom, as he had talked with a pretty young alien, and what looked like to be the woman's husband. The sudden surge to just keep staring at the kweltikwanian, as he was too entranced as he watched the genius, a shiver crawling up his spine when jumba gave a hearty laugh.
" you fancy him don't you?" came a voice when made the plorginarian jump.
He swiftly turns to see an old alien as he stood beside him, his wrinkled eyes looking over to jumba, and pleakley blushes as light orange.
" s-so what if i do?" he counters, scolding himself on the inside for stuttering.
" don't be embarrassed," the alien laughs as he looks over to pleakley, " it is nice to fall in love."
" not entirely," pleakley sadly sighs.
" why so negative lad?" the alien asks his voice filled with curiosity.
Pleakley lowers his head sadly, as he was staring at jumba again, and the alien soon caught his glance. He looks to pleakley, and gave him a reassuring smile, and extends a hand onto his shoulder.
" love has many ways of bringing two stubborn souls together," he says with a small whisper and leaves pleakley to himself.
" wait?!" he jumps turning to look at pleakley, " who are you?"
" call me wawa," he laughs as he waves to pleakley leaving once again.
Pleakley smiles suddenly and turns around, only to jump as a certain evil genius, stood before him. Four eyes inspect him closely, and all pleakley could do was stare back at him, as there was an unbearable silence. Giving a low sigh jumba turns around, leaving pleakley to stare at him, before running out of the ballroom.
Jumba walks over to his colleagues, as he mutters small grunts under his breath, before getting smacked in the head by the female alien. Jolting from the sudden attack, jumba looks down at the blonde alien, as she glares at him.
" didn't your mother teach you manners," she scolds as she points to where pleakley ran off to, "you hurt the poor boy's feelings."
" said you had feelings for plorginarian, no?" asks her husband and jumba looks to him with a frown.
Jumba gave a gruff huff as he turns his gaze away from the two, " one eyed noodle not have same feelings as jumba."
The female looks at him, and she could feel that the kweltikwan was lying, seeing his hands move into fists. Her husband also saw this as he smiles at jumba, placing a hand onto the kweltikwan's shoulder, and jumba flinched at the touch.
" with the way he looks at you," he laughs as his wife nods smiling at jumba.
" he has the same feelings for you as you feel for him," states the female.
A red tint of a blush paints over the genius cheeks, and the two only chuckle at his reaction, until the female soon got serious.
" now i suggest you go find him, the poor boy must be crying his tears away."
" yes indeed, make haste."
With a small nod, jumba is running out of the ballroom, figuring and contemplating where the one eyed noodle had run off to. His associates stand there as they watched him leave, as both had a smile on their lips.
A/N
Hey guys i hope you liked the first chapter and more will come soon, thank you for your support bye! Love you all so much!See ya later!