Nani stormed up to Jumba, practically fuming from the ears, "What. Happened." She asked as calmly as she could.

Jumba wiped the mashed potatoes from his face and proceeded to rub the back of his head with the same hand, smearing potatoes there, "Uh, well you see... I was in process of making transdimensional view port-"

Nani threw her hands in front of her, "English. Jumba."

Jumba nodded, wringing his shirt with his hands, "Uh, I was making a looking glass into different worlds beyond space time and Pleakley activated it and it went boom." He said throwing his arms apart in emphasis.

Nani groaned covering her face in her hands, turned around and started walking towards the house "Fine, just clean it up, okay?"

Jumba chuckled, "Okey heh, Pleakley and I shall fix this up, like never happened, eh?"

Nani passed the laughing trio of Stitch, Lilo and David, muttering as she entered the house, "Whatever."

Jumba sighed as he felt he dodged a plasma blast. He looked up to see David walk into the house while Lilo and Stitch made their way over to him and the unconscious Pleakley. Lilo walked over to the wreckage and whistled, "So, mind telling us what really happened, Jumba?"

Jumba became flustered, waving his arms a little as he talked, "What is this, really happened? What I told bigger girl was truth."

Lilo and Stitch smiled in unison, "Well, we think that you were... you know, right Stitch?"

Stitch nodded vigorously, "Ih! We think that Jumba made more cousins!"

Jumba's four eyes widened and glanced towards the house, making sure Nani or David weren't in ear shot, "Well... Yes and no. I really was creating Transdimensional view port. I am being in very bad drought of ideas for things to make, so I thought I could gain inspiration from myself in other realities! You can see how well that went." He said, kicking a bit of the transdimensional view port's remains. He was about to continue when he saw a bit of paper that he forgot was under the machine, seemingly protected from the blast. The blue prints for it, "Perhaps I can see exactly where I went wrong." He bent down and picked up the surprisingly well preserved blueprints and saw something familiar about them. "Six-two-six, be good experiment and grab filling box inside workshop corner."

Stitch nodded and made his way inside the hole in the ships underbelly. He glanced around and hummed at the damage such a small device could do. He ran towards the only corner that wasn't blown to smithereens, took the box and threw it down the open hole, right on top of Jumba's head, "Eh! Sorry!"

Jumba grumbled and rubbed his head, checking for injuries before opening up the box and rifling through the papers inside. Lilo peeked at the papers and scratched her head, "Jumba? What are these?"

Jumba barely heard her and glanced over to her, "What? Oh! These are old experiment blue prints. I always prefer digital blue prints but it doesn't hurt to be prepared for Galactic Federation to come knocking. They don't think any evil plans can be held in such two dimensional spaces, heh."

Lilo titled her head her mouth hanging open a tad, "So, what has this got to do with the dimensional toaster?"

Jumba stopped his rifling and his shoulders slumped, "Because I believe I may have made big mistake. I have been working on this view port for weeks and last night thought I could finish it. But I didn't have time and me thinks I was even more tired than I thought at time. Because when I came out to finish it today, I saw some things were off from blueprint compared to actual device and thought it was merely stroke of genius and added it to the blueprint, but now I think I may have been so tired I sleep walked parts of an old experiment in there."

Lilo looked over the little boxes lid and picked one of the blueprints up, "So, like a bit of Sparky or Rueben programming in there?"

Jumba tugged at the collar of his hawaiian shirt,"Eh hehe heh. Not really. I don't have Blueprints for experiments I have already created, couldn't have Federation spies finding weakness too easy should experiments be unleashed. These," He said, lifting the blueprint form Lilo's hand, "Are experiments I never got around to making. And I think I have found the blueprint that I may used while making my view port! Experiment six-three-zero!"

Stitch ran up Jumba's back and looked at the blueprint closely, "Hmm, cousin."

Jumba shrugged Stitch off his shoulder, "Yes, Six-Two-Six, cousin. I am thinking my previous theory might be wrong, or at least a bit off. Hopefully in some case."

Pleakley lifted his head from the ground and said at the same time as Lilo and Stitch, "What theory?"

Jumba pulled a piece of ragged metal and placed the blue print on it, "My theory that we brought an experiment from another dimension, which is the bit off may come in in minute. I think I might have just activated an experiment through unorthodox means. And if that's true we have less to fear from Six-Three-Zero."

Lilo looked at the blueprint from an upside down view, "What is it meant to do?"

Jumba straightened out his shirt and coughed into his hand before starting, "Experiment Six-Three-Zero is programmed to be sneaky and cute. It is meant to play all helpless outside a powerful persons home and be adopted of sorts. Then once inside it either destroys important items, steals classified data or eh... eliminates certain targets."

His audience of three gasped and covered their mouths, leaving Pleakley to ask the question, "Y-y-y-ou mean... k-"

Jumba waved his arms frantically, "No! Let me explain her abilities then you'll understand. I based her design heavily on Six-Two-Six, Six-Two-Four and One-Four-Nine. She was meant to lift over one hundred times her size, couldn't have her tearing entire cities down and being revealed could I? She should think just as fast as Six-Two-Six and should even be able to retract multiple arms, only difference here is that she was designed with an arm from her back to take items stealthily without notice of others. Only other thing of physical note is what her retractable antennae was designed for. She was designed with two long antennae that can give electrical shocks when rubbed together, not meant to be that powerful, just enough to blow a circuit breaker and cause controlled blackout. And her target elimination ability should cause a near permanent coma when pricks some one with her right antenna, for she was meant to have retractable thorns hidden in the tips of each antenna. The left should house a power weakening drug that, let's just say that if Six-Two-Seven got hit by the stuff Pleakley might have a chance in friendly bout. She was also meant to be able to cause small illusions in controlled areas, but these blue prints do not seem to have the parts for that listed, hmm."

Pleakley raised his hand, still on the ground, "What about that 'bit off' part of your theory?"

Jumba let out n hum as he scratched his nearly bald head, "This is worse case scenario, a mixture of the two that could prove dangerous. It could be that the parts used in the view port overwrote commands to focus on me and used them as coordinates to find a similar experiment and brought it here. I am merely going with most probable outcome. With a bit of hoping it to be easier to deal with."

Jumba stood up from his spot in front of the blueprints, "So, to be organized as possible, the mystery experiment shall be referred to as Six-Three-Zero."

Lilo smiled widely and grabbed Stitch, "Well, no matter where it came from, we have to find it's one true place!"

Jumba grabbed them both and held them there, "Not so fast little girl. Bigger girl is already mad and we can't have her finding out about this just yet. You and Six-Two-Six must stay here while Pleakley and I search for Six-Three-Zero. If it even is Six-Three-Zero as I designed it to be. We cannot be sure. And besides, bigger girl is angry and will be even more angry if she finds that you two ran off in searches of another experiment, eh? You leave this to evil genius and one eyed friend."

Lilo and Stitch sighed and started walking towards the house. While the were walking Lilo said over her shoulder, "When you find it make sure to bring it back so we can find its one true place, okay?"

Jumba nodded, chuckling, "We will little girl! Heh heh." He turned and made his way over to the ramp of his ship as Pleakley crawled over to the blueprint, "Come along Pleakley, we have work to do!"

Pleakley looked up from the blueprint, his eye looking tired, "What, exactly, do we have to do?"

Jumba chuckled menacingly, "We go experiment hunting like old times! Ha ha ha ha!"

He laughed as he stumbled into the ship, Pleakley following slowly as he sighed, "The old times were kinda stressful, ya know?!"

Somewhere else on the island, near a waterfall, a robotic voice sounded through the metallic halls of a ship, disturbing an orange figure of its nap. The orange figure sat up straight in its chair, yawning, "Eh, wha? I thought that thing was broken or something. Hey Gantu! Your computer buddy is interrupting my naps again!"

A door slid into the ceiling and the large figure of Gantu walked through its frame, "What? That's impossible! All six hundred and twenty eight experiments have been accounted for."

Reuben stretched and turned his chair around to face Gantu, "Weren't there only six hundred and twenty six?"

Gantu started counting on his fingers before nodding, "Yes, but you're forgetting both Six-Two-Seven and Leroy and his clones. This one must be a lost experiment, or a new one. Now what did it say?"

Reuben shrugged, turning his chair back around to face the ships console, "I don't know, it is recorded, though, for your listening pleasure."

Gantu walked over to the round device and pressed the large button at the bottom, causing it to open up and reveal a somewhat glitchy depiction of a purple and pink experiment that was barely shorter than Stitch with long antennae and large eyes. Gantu stared at the new experiment's hologram with intrigue as the computer recited the information in usual fashion, "Warning, Experiment [DATA IRRETRIEVABLE] has been activated. Primary Function: Subterfuge, Thievery, [DATA FILE CORRUPTED] and attention diverting tactics."

Gantu growled as he fastened his holster belt to his waist and made his way to the ships elevator. Reuben looked up from his slouched position in the chair, "And where are you going, my dear captain? Off to relive the days of working for the gerbil?"

Gantu turned around in the elevator, his arms crossed, "I'll have you know that I'm still captain of the Galactic Federation even if I am on vacation and it is my duty to detain this experiment! Then I'll lecture Jumba about creating more freaks." His hand hovered over the elevators button before adding, "No offense."

Reuben slouched deeper into the chair with a chuckle, waving his hand, "None taken Gantu."

Gantu nodded and pressed the button, beginning his descent. After reaching the hanger he walked down the ramp grabbing one of his old capsules used to capture experiments. As he walked in the forest near his ship he couldn't help but smirk, "Just like old times."

10/3/2016: Cleaned up general grammar as well as added in better clarification.

7/2/2018: Story related edit with various grammar and story fixes and updates.