A/N: Yup. I'm writing two chapters in one night. This is more like just fun now. I'm viewing it as more like a game, then work. It's the best way to write. Have fun with it.
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Disclaimer: If I owned Lilo and Stitch, wouldn't I be Chris Sanders? I'm not. So I don't own it.
Leroy: Where the heck am I?
My author note.
Leroy: Oh ok.
I woke up. There was someone nudging me.
"Come on, Red eye, time to get up." Lilo told me, trying to get me up. Red Eye was the best she could come up with? I could have come up with better.
"I dun wanna…" I said, putting no effort into my speech.
"I don't know what you just said, but you have to get up." Lilo replied.
"Ogedaga…" I said, not putting much effort into Oketaka either. I got up out of bed, slowly, and stood up for a second or two, and then collapsed on the ground, in a sleeping position. I was left alone for a couple of minutes, and fell asleep again, but then a cold sensation washed over my face. Literally! I shot up onto the ceiling, sticking to it, startled, and shivering.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" I was glad I wasn't speaking English at that point, because Nani would have killed me. I looked on the ground, and saw Lilo with a bucket. I realized I was high in the air, and my fear of heights grabbed onto me. I was sweating like a pig. I fell from the ceiling in fear. It didn't even hurt, once I hit the ground! I was surprised. I got up, and wipe the sweat from my furry forehead. Stitch came in.
"What happened?" Stitch asked.
"Lilo dumped ice water on me." I explained as I got up on my feet.
"I had to get him up." Lilo said, putting the bucket down. "It's time for breakfast. Nani's trying to make pancakes. She did okay, but she's covered in flour." We all chuckled at this. I got on all fours, and shook my body violently, getting everything and everyone in the room wet. Lilo and Stitch were drenched.
"Hehe… sorry." I said nervously.
"Naga bootifa." Stitch said. He and Lilo went and got towels.
I went downstairs. Nani, indeed, was covered in flour, and was trying to get it off her face with paper towels.
"Hey. What I miss?" I asked.
"You missed part where Bigger girl gets flour in eyes." Jumba explained. I went over and sat down in one of the available seats. A stack of pancakes were on a plate in front of me. They were a little misshapen, but hey, who would pass up a good stack of pancakes? I picked up the plate, and dumped all of the pancakes in my mouth at once, chugging it all. Strangely, I never knew I could swallow pancakes whole.
"Could you at least try to act civilized?" Nani exclaimed, having gotten the flour off her face, and was now heading upstairs.
"S…SSS..Sorry." I had spoken my first word of English!! I was so happy!! "I spoke my first word of English!!" Pleakley and Jumba covered their ears. Anyone on the island with good hearing would have heard "YAHOO!!"
"What was that?!" Lilo asked, surprised.
"I spoke my first word of English!" I said proudly.
"629 saying he has spoken first word of English." Jumba translated.
"Really? That's great." Lilo was excited, from what I could tell. She mumbled something I didn't catch. She and Stitch sat down, and Stitch ate his pancakes similar to the way I did a couple minutes ago. Lilo, and the others ate normally, of course, but Stitch got done in seconds. There were more pancakes on a few plates, on the counter. I saw these, and asked Stitch,
"Hey Stitch, wanna have a pancake eating contest?"
"…Sure why not?" He was obviously a little hesitant at first.
"Great." I went to counter, reached up with my hands, grabbed some plates, and dealed them equally between Stitch and I.
"Ready, set… GO!" We both dug into our piles, but Stitch had the upper hand, having experience. I gained the upper hand as I used some of my acid to dissolve some of the pancakes in my mouth, and Stitch seemed to eat faster. I finished 2 seconds before he did. He started choking. I jumped out my seat, quickly, grabbing him out of his seat, and performing the Heimlich maneuver on him. He spit up a big saliva covered clunk of pancake. I released him, as he grabbed the pancake ball and ate it. Everyone else was disgusted, but for some odd reason, I was not.
"Did you see that?" Lilo asked Jumba and Pleakley.
"Yes, 629 has saved 626's life." Jumba exclaimed. He was clearly surprised.
"Wow, nice trick! Forcing air from the lungs to force it out." Pleakley was fascinated. "Fascinating!"
"Thanks for saving my life, Red eye." Stitch said, turning to me.
"No problem. Hey how many lungs do you have?" I asked.
"Four." He replied.
"Fascinating." I said. Stitch and I were done with pancakes. I got a caffeine free soda, and went into the living room again. Stitch was already there, watching TV. I jumped on the couch, drinking my soda. I finished it, and crushed it against my skull again. I noticed it was sticking to my hand. I released it, but it stayed where it was.
"Stupid Stick glands!" I exclaimed. Stitch directed his attention to me.
"Pull it off with the other hand." He suggested. I did as I was told.
"Takka." I said. I then tossed the soda can in my mouth, and ate it. Nani came downstairs, and walked into the kitchen.
"So, you still dating Angel?" I asked. Stitch had his gaze fixed upon the TV.
"Yup." He replied. "I have a date with her today."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah. She's a nice gal." He said. We continued to watch TV, until Jumba called me to his room.
"Spit sample I have been analyzing has been revealing Pleets of info." Jumba explained.
"What's a pleet?" I asked.
"pleet is 8 Blugnortz, or 16 gornoks." Jumba explained. I decided not to ask any more questions, as we were getting off topic.
"So what can you conclude?" I asked.
"From what I can tell, your abilities are as I explain." He began. "All of 626's original abilities, Acid glands in cheek bones, Acid blood, voice mimicry, and fur pigment modifications. Also, extremely fast learning capabilities."
"As Pleakley would say, fascinating!" I was truly fascinated at this. I knew about the acid abilities, but voice mimicry? Fur changing? That was cool.
"Okay, well thanks for the examination." I said to Jumba.
"Anytime." He replied. Something popped into my head. I might be able to make clay figures, and even a separate room!
"Hey. Do you think you could make clay out of earth resources? Like mud and dirt?" I asked.
"I could be making out of flour, water, and earth rocks, grinded down to powder." He explained. "Why?"
"No reason." I lied. Luckily fibber wasn't in the room. I went downstairs.
A/N: That's enough for tonight. It's 3:34 A.M. and I don't feel like writing anymore tonight. I'll write some more soon, don't worry. This is more like a miniseries, because of the fact I'm writing 100 chapters. Who supports this goal? Tell me in a review. I promise in the next chapter, or the chapter after that, you be surprised.
