Enter stage area again. Kyle walks out alone, this time his shirt reading "I have gone to find myself. If I get back before I return, please keep me here." His eyes are closed, his iPod ear buds are in his ears, and he is mouthing the words to a song. Suddenly, he breaks into an air-guitar solo, rocking out in his own head. Wanting to make sure no one saw his performance, he opens his eyes, looks around, sees that no one else is present, pauses his iPod and removes the buds.
(Kyle) Hello? HELLO!! Anybody here?
Suddenly from the light fixtures above, Stitch falls down, holding four miniature blasters.
(Stitch) Atta kabba!!
He pulls the triggers, and from each gun comes a sticky purple substance that splatters all over Kyle.
(Kyle) AWW, STITCH!! What the crap did you do that for?!
The purple goop is sticking to everything it touches, most of which is just Kyle. At this time, Jumba Jookiba appears from stage right, with a grin on his face.
(Jumba) Eh heh heh… I needed to test my new super-sticky goo-glue. Perfect for putting up wallpaper, arts and crafts, and practical jokes!
(Kyle) (Infuriated) I'M GONNA GET BOTH OF YOU FOR THIS!!!
He begins to chase Stitch and Jumba around the stage, as they belt out the disclaimer.
!Disclaimer!
(Jumba) Kyle does not own Stitch—
(Stitch) or anybody else—
(Jumba) And is not making any money from this!
Stitch and Jumba run off stage, with Kyle slipping and falling as he follows them out.
Chapter 2: Peanut Butter, Hula Practice and House Inspections
It was about 8:00 on a Thursday morning. I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock, knowing I'd have to take Lilo to hula practice. I climbed out of bed, threw some shorts and a t-shirt on, and headed to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. I dropped a bagel into the toaster, and began to pour some milk when I heard a knock on the back door. I shouted "It's open!"
I heard the door open, and then Lilo's voice, "Do you have any peanut butter for Pudge, Kyle? We're all out. All we have is tuna." She said the last word with disgust.
"Sure thing Lilo, one moment." I said with a smile. Lilo's parents used to always tell her these crazy stories. "Pudge" was one of them. At least once a week, Lilo has to supply Pudge, a fish, with a peanut butter sandwich. Otherwise, the world's weather system would be bent into utter chaos, and we'd all perish in a cataclysmic "Day After Tomorrow" situation. Like I said: crazy. But give her a break; she's a little girl.
I grabbed the peanut butter jar from the pantry, and began to slop big gobs of peanut butter on a whole wheat bread slice. "You all ready for hula practice today?" I asked her.
"Uh huh! We're getting ready for a big competition coming up at the end of the month!" she said excitedly.
"Well, I hope you guys win." I told her as I handed her a paper bag holding the sandwich. "I put extra peanut butter on to make sure Pudge gives us good weather. Let's get going."
We headed out on my bike, with Lilo balanced carefully on my handlebars (despite Nani's previous requests for her not to be on there). We quickly reached the beach, and Lilo hopped off and headed into the ocean after she changed into her bathing suit behind some plants. I waited patiently for her to find Pudge, and relaxed on the seat of my bike. Minutes later, I heard footsteps, and opened my eyes to see Lilo before me. I casually asked her, "Save the world from climatic destruction for another week?"
"Yep!" she said happily as she ran back into the wooded area behind the beach. She quickly returned in her hula attire. "Let's go!" she said, and then climbed back up onto my handlebars, and we were off. We arrived at the auditorium slightly early, and Lilo jumped down and headed up with her duffel bag, looking back to wave before going inside. I returned the wave, and then rode off back to the house.
Once home, I put my bike away, and decided to check up with Nani at her house. I walked over and up the stairs to the front door and knocked. Moments later, Nani opened the door, and said "Hey Kyle."
"Hey. Lilo's at hula practice. You need any help around the house?"
"That'd be great. We've got this social worker coming today, and I want the house to look good when he gets here."
"Alright, I'll see what I can do." I told her.
I started by picking up all of Lilo's record player and all her Elvis records. Let me tell you: Lilo is the biggest Elvis enthusiast you've ever seen. Lilo is to Elvis as I am to computers and video games. I think one year for Halloween she actually dressed up as what she called "the female reincarnation of Elvis." After I finished with the records I vacuumed and dusted the living room, helped clean some dishes in the kitchen, and tried to restore some sort of order to Lilo's room. Meanwhile, Nani cleaned her own room, cleaned out the fridge, and threw out some of the trash that was collected in back of the house. When we both finished, it was about time for Lilo's class to let out. Nani thanked me for helping, and I biked over to the auditorium, arriving just as Lilo and some of her friends left the building.
I greeted Lilo, and we both headed back to the house. As we walked in, Nani said, "Oh good, you guys are back. Lilo, will you wash up real fast in the bathroom?" As the younger sister walked off, Nani began to list all the things we had done earlier. "Ok, we dusted the whole house, vacuumed almost everywhere, cleaned the kitchen, picked up Lilo's records… ooh, what else??" She actually looked rather humorous as she bounced up and down slightly trying to think of everything. It was at that time that there was a knock at the front door. Nani nearly shrieked.
"Relax Nani." I said as I reached for the door handle. "Everything's going to be fine." That's when I opened the door.
Standing in front of me was a tall, dark, and bald man with a black jacket, white shirt, black pants, black shoes, a metal suitcase (think of the kind that someone might handcuff to their own wrist), and black sunglasses. Regulation MIB apparel. He spoke with a deep voice. "My name is Cobra Bubbles…" he sounded slightly disgusted as he mentioned his name, but quickly regained his seriousness. "Is this the Pelekai residence?"
"Yes sir." I told him. "I'm Kyle. I'm just a neighbor of theirs. Come on in." He entered the house, and I shut the door behind him.
I won't go into detail too much, but I'll just say that it went really well. Everything was in order, no boiling pots of gunk on the stove, none of Lilo's "expressive" drawings on the fridge, so on and so forth. Mr. Bubbles interviewed Lilo, asking her how happy she was here. After one final inspection, he said, "Everything seems to be in order here. I'll be back in a few days for a check up. Here's my card." He handed Nani a standard business card. "Call me if you need anything." At that, he opened the front door, stepped out, closed the door behind him, and that was that.
Nani practically deflated as she stepped back and fell onto the couch. "Ugh, thank God that's over with…" she turned to me. "Kyle, thank you so much for helping me out today. I don't know what I would've done without you."
I shrugged. "No problem whatsoever. But to tell the truth, Mr. Bubbles kinda creeped me out… Anyway, I'm just gonna head back over to my place. If you need anything, I'm there."