Chapter 10
A Wonderful Night
ElectricCircuslover:Whew this chapter was long to type! I would say more but my time now is extremely short. I only have enough time to say 'enjoy the chapter' and that the next chapter shouldn't take me too long to type.
We went into town to see my new cousins. Then we stopped at a restaurant.
"We are going to visit, Experiment 602 or Sinker. He is works as a chef at this restaurant. Before I found him a home, he used to sink anything on the water, like ships or submarines, that's why I called him Sinker," Lilo explained as we went in.
Nobody was in here, but there was a pounding sound in another room.
"Sinker, are you here!?" Lilo yelled.
The pounding stopped; suddenly something came through a push-able door ahead of us, behind a long and large counter. Then it walked out into the open, revealing a parsack-looking-creature (a species of shark on the water planet, Granch III) gazing at me.
"Hello Lilo, and, heeelllllooooo little miss beautiful," the creature complimented, making me blush.
"Hello Sinker. My name's, Experiment 624, but call me, Angel. I'm here to see you."
"See me? Why me?" He wondered with a smile of joy.
"Angel here, wants to see the cousins we captured. She is very curious about them," Lilo explained.
"Well, Angel, I'll teach you a little bit of myself. My name is Sinker, as you know, and I'm designed to sink anything on the water. However, I stopped after Lilo and Stitch captured me. Now I'm the head chef who chops up food by using my long dorsal-fin to entertain people in this restaurant, which is my home. Jumba created me on January 17, 1997, so I'm eight years old. (This time frame is March 30, 2005) I like to swim and cutting food with my long dorsal-fin. My favorite color is green. And, I have my heart sunk in love by you. Will you be my bugee bu?" He asked with hope in his eyes.
I started to back away, "Sorry Sinker, Stitch is my bugee bu," I informed him.
He looked so sad, but kept his cool, "Congratulations, Stitch and Angel, but nobody told me that you two were married. How come?"
"Married? What does married mean?" I turned to Lilo, since she knew this planet better than all of us.
"Married means, when a girl and a boy get a minister that makes them officially bugee bu's or husband, which is the boy, and wife, who is the girl. Also you need to get married before you get a baby, that's the rule," Lilo explained.
"I didn't know that. This planet is so unique. Let's marry tomorrow!" I cried out blissfully.
Sinker frowned, "Well, it's time for me to prepare people's meals tonight," Sinker sounded hurt.
"I don't want you to be sad, so, here's a gift. I want you have to come over to me."
He walked up to me and I kissed his cheek to make him feel better, which of course, looked overjoyed on his blushing cheeks.
"Thanks for taking your time to meet me, Sinker. I feel happy just to see a new family member. Well, I have other cousins to see. Bye," we started to leave.
"Bye! I will visit your wedding!" He yelled as we left the restaurant.
We went to each cousin on the island, each one happy to see me, especially Kixx, who was so happy that Stitch had to get him off of me.
"This is the last cousin," Lilo warned.
"Stitch said you guys captured 68 experiments, including me. We only met with 60 of them. What about the rest?" I wondered.
"Hmm, Stitch must forget few," Stitch scratched his chin.
"We'll look at my 'cousin' book and recount. But I know Experiment 254 is living on Pleakley's planet at least. He was a real stinker, literally. I didn't want to get rid of Mr. Stenchy but that terrible smell he released could make me loose my meals as fast as I eat them."
We approached this old looking house. We walked up the stairs and Lilo knocked on the door, causing a green blobish creature with green eyes to open the door.
"Hello Lilo, what brings you to my sssscary house hold?" The creature asked.
"I'm here to introduce you to somebody," Lilo showed me to him.
The green blob took one look at me and studied me. He was different from the other male experiments. It took only one look to get them to go nuts, but he was normal.
"Pleassssure to meat you. I'm experiment 300, but call me Spooky. I like to sssscare people, it's my programming to find anyone'ssss worst fear in their mind, and transeform into it. Hmm, I sssee great fear in you. I sssee a ghostly figure that looks exactally like Stitch. Hissss, eyes are shining blood red, and he has never ending ghost powers. This ghost has been terrizing you in your ssssleeep."
Lilo and Stitch looked at me with worry, "Is this true?" Lilo asked.
"Ih, I didn't say anything because it never crossed my mind."
"Is that the thing giving you the nightmares I've been seeing lately?" Stitch asked with concern in his wonderful voice.
"Ih, his name is Shadow Stitch. He is torturing me in my sleep. Shadow Stitch is the evil that died in you when we first met. When you fell in love with me, your evil died and it took shape into a new being called Shadow Stitch, which is a ghost that wants vengance on me for killing by making you fall in love with me. When I fall a sleep he strikes, making everybody in my dream die and making me sorrowful and afraid. Shadow Stitch is tearing me apart, Stitch. I desperately need help in order to get rid of him," I explained.
They were skeptical about Stitch's evil coming alive and torturing me.
"Angel, maybe you watched too many horror movies at Gantu's ship and at Myrtl's house," Lilo crossed her arms.
"Lilo, I didn't watch anything. I just found out about television this morning. When I was at Gantu's ship, I was stuck in a containor for five monthes. The only time I could leave was to clean myself, which I had to be kept by a long leash. And, at Myrtle's house, I was too busy having fun at the party with Stitch, which took up the whole day."
"I would've died without my horror movies. But, how did you create this terrible fiend?" She asked, still skeptical.
"I told you already, please believe me," I pleaded.
Lilo and Stitch softened up, "Okay, Angel. How can we help?"
"To be honest with you, I don't know. All I want you guys to do is wake me up when I'm sratching at the air or saying 'Shadow Stitch.' I'm terriblily scared of him. I'm even more scared of him than the dark, and that's my bigest fear!"
"We promise to wake you up if you have problems," they both assured.
"I'm still here," Spooky looked upset that we forgot about him.
"Sorry Spooky," I appologized.
"It's okay. I don't have anymore to say anyways," he gazed at me, keeping this frowny face.
"It's starting to get dark, and Stitch is starting to look antzy to go home. Bye, Spooky. I'm sure we'll talk more at the wedding," I kissed his cheek, which didn't blush or anything.
"Wedding? Who'ssss getting married," Spooky scratched his head.
"Stitch and I are going to get married tomarrow," I answered, clasping my hands togather.
"Congradulations. I'm sure you two will be happier that way. Well, I've got to get going. I'm cooking some birds in the oven and I don't want to get them burnt," he going into his house.
"See you tomarrow," Lilo told him before he closed the door.
We walked home, while the sun was hiding very slowly as we walked. All of us went in our home, finding Jumba watching television on the couch as we went in.
"Ah, hello little girl, 626, and 624," Jumba greeted us, "I've built room for you two lovely experiments. Come, I we be showing room," Jumba got off of the couch with excitement and went into the hallway.
We fallowed our creator down the hall, all the way to the end, where a closed door on the left wall, with 'Stitch and Angel's Room' carved into the middle of the door in gold cursive writing. He opened the door with excitement and all us curious people went in.
"Tada! Room is perfect for 626 and 624. I made room big just in case you experiments make off-springs and that you can have wide variety of places to put thing at. Jumba created big closet to put clothes in or other things in it for storage. Bed is being large and fluffy, with heart-shaped top of the backboard, also with names carved into it. (Stitch's name is on left side. Angel's name is on right side of the backboard) You both have pink and blue dressers on both sides of bed with pink and blue lamps on top. Both have large and very soft pink and blue blanket and pillows, created by Pleakley. Your bed sheet has hearts all over it with names sewn into each heart. I hope my experiments love the pink walls, fluffy blue carpet, and large window on top of the back board," Jumba smiled down at us, waiting for us to do are thing.
"Oh, Jumba! This looks gorgeaus! I don't know how we could repay you for this," I gazed at our room.
"Don't worry, 624, you and 626 will pay me later. Trust me," Jumba smiled mischieviously.
I knew what he was thinking, and I just smiled at him for it.
"Well, evil genius will be making 'Z' on couch until bigger girl finishes last meal of day," Jumba left the room while we all explored it.
"I guess I better move Stitch's things in here," Lilo said in a sad tone.
I felt bad for her, she probably had Stitch sleep in her room ever since they found each other. This made me feel like I was stealing her friend away.
"Lilo, I know you're sad but I can fix that," I gave her a hug.
"How?"
"How about you sleep in our room on mondays, wednesday, and saterdays. This way, Stitch and I can spend time with each other alone; and you can sleep with us, and not make you feel like we're rejecting you," I broke off to see a small smile on her face, "Maybe I shoudn't. I don't want to invade your guy's space," Lilo looked down again.
"Don't worry, your not invading anybodies space. I would feel glad to have you with us. You being with us would make me feel safer about waking up from my nightmares."
She looked up with a large smile and agreed.
"It's dinner time!" Nani yelled.
We stopped gazing, wetn into the hallway, and into teh kitchen. Jumba and Pleakley were at the table, eating what lookes like, these green things that looked like trees, on their plates. That wasn't the only thing, there laid a pile of this white blob stuff, a small pile of these tiny green ball things, and some chopped up meat.
"Okay you three, I've made you guys some broccoli, peas, and cut up ham for dinner. How much do you want?" Nani asked us.
"Meega and Angel naga worry. We have date," Stitch smiled.
"No, you two are not going to date. You and Angel will be caught by the dog catcher and you guys can't be seen anyways, deguise or not because of the 7:30 curfew. I just don't want trouble."
"But bigger girl, my experiments are already adults, even though they are four years old. Curfew wroks on children and trouble causing teenagers. Plus, they need to have time to be with the alone and such, like you and surfer boy. It is not being fair. Jumba is being sure my experiments will be extra careful," Jumba desprately tried to get us our freedom to have date.
'He really want us to have a baby,' I thought, staring at Jumba with surprise.
"Fine, but I better not get a phone call from the dog catcher tomarrow moring," Nani warned.
"We'll be extra careful," I assured.
"Good. You two can have your dates," She approved.
"Oh, Nan. I have wonderful news for you. One, Lilo's going to help me join hula school, she has the form I think."
Lilo took out some papers and handed them to Nani.
"That's great Angel, Just don't undress with the other girls or you will be in trouble."
"I won't. And two, I'm getting married tomarrow," I told her excitely.
Nani looked very angry with me, I didn't trust her with the knife in her hand, "WHAT? NO! One it cost too much. Two, I have work a three tomarrow. Three, you need a wedding dresss and Stitch needs a tuxedo, which are expensive. You can't be married because the way you guys look, we don't need the minister knowing you two are aliens. I just now remembered, you can't go to hula school. If you get pregnate then everybody is going to get suspicious and such. Both are no!" Nani exploded.
I felt hurt. I can't get married. I understood the hula part, but the marriage thing was unfair.
Once more Jumba defended me, "Don't worry with the costing, Jumba Jukiba knows friend that can wed anybody."
"And I can create the wedding gown. I already have the tux made and I can make the wedding cake. So pleeeeaaaaasssssseeeee can they have a wedding. This is a exciting and facinating galactic event.
Nani's temper started to fade away with a sigh, "You are asking too much Angel, but if they can keep their word I'll let it be. I'll just take a day off," she approved, sounding upset.
"This is wonderful, Stitch!" I hugged him, "This is one step closer to my goal!"
"Alright Angel, do you want to have our date now, since it's nighttime?"
"I would be glad to!" I hugged him tighter.
"Okay Angel, you're crushing me," Stitch struggled to say the word.
"Soka, Stitch," I broke off.
"Can you make me another video camera? I would like to send these two to ' America's Gushiest Home Love Stories'" Pleakley asked Jumba,
"I've built camera already, but it is no use for you, since show of love and gushiness is being off air forever," Jumba laughed.
"NOOO! That was one of my favorite shows. Why do humans have to be so cruel? At least they didn't take 'Detective Dickey Copper' off air," Pleakley complained.
"Pleakley, do you have Angel's surprise made yet?" Stitch asked the one eyed alien.
I looked up at him, "What surprise?"
"The little monster asked me to make you some things. Follow me to Jumba and I's room," Pleakley backed up from the table and left the kitchen.
We fallowed him, while Lilo stayed in the kitchen to eat dinner.
"You shouldn't have," I kissed his cheek.
"Yes I do. I wanted to give you some things to make the night special for the both of us. I'm sure you'll like it," he smiled.
Stitch and I entered Pleakley and Jumba's room. Pleakley stood next to this bunk-bed, with dresses, bottles with different color liquids in them, and some other interesting things.
"I took the liberty to make you more beautiful for your date. I bought lipstick to paint your lips red to make you look prettier, a gold necklace. I even have the necklace heart shaped, with the words 'Stitch and Angel' carved in cursive on the front. The necklace even opens up to so you can put in two small pictures," he held up the bearutiful necklace.
"It looks beautiful Pleakley. Where did you get it?" I gazed at the necklace.
"I bought it at the mall and had a special name carver, carve you're names onto the front of this necklace," Pleakley explained.
"What's a mall?"
"A mall is a wonderful place to buy toys, clothes, and other things you might need or want. Malls usually have wide selections of things to buy."
"That sounds neat. Maybe I'll go there sometime," I felt an interest in me grow.
"I'll take you someday, but, I'm anxious to see you dressed in the dresses I've made. I'll hold up the clothes, and you can tell me which one you want to wear for your date, okay?"
"Ih," I agreed.
"Would you like this?" He held up a little blue sparkling dress with bands to put on my shoulders.
"That looks lovely. I want to wear that instead," I clapped.
"I'll make a pile of clothes you would like and a pile you would like to be changed," Pleakley put the dress on the bed, next to the other stuff.
"Okay."
"You'd like this one. This is a miniskirt," he held up a skinny yellow dress with red hearts all over it and it had no bands or anything because it was too tight (I think it's a mini-skirt any way).
"I like it, but I hate the color yellow. Could you make it blue with pink hearts on it?" I asked, quivering from the color 'yellow' since it reminded me of that pervert 625.
"Hhmm, I thought you would like it like that. I could change it with no problem, but here's a dress that might catch your interest," he put the miniskirt onto the bed, next to the dress and picked up a black sparkling dress with out any bands to put on my shoulders. Instead there was a zipper to zip it up and keep the dress up.
"That's very lovely, Pleakley. I like that one. I want to wear that for my first date instead," I changed my mind and complimenting his work.
"Thank you. It took me quite awhile to make these clothes. I'm happy you like them. I can't wait to work on your wedding dress. I already have the wedding rings from Jumba and me's wedding, don't ask. It's not what you think," Pleakley quickly told me, picking up a plain red dress with no bands or zipper on the back, instead it had strings to tie together to keep it together and up, just like the black dress.
"Here's the last dress," he held it up.
"It looks very nice. I'll enjoy these dresses and other things. I want to give you something in return for your generosity, but, I don't have anything to give besides a kiss on the cheek."
"Oh, it's okay. I like doing things like this. You don't have to worry about giving me something. Your compliments and a thank you are like gifts to me," Pleakley started stacking the clothes.
"I'll take your clothes to the closet," Stitch offered.
"It's okay Stitch, I should be the one who puts them away, since they're mine," I disagreed, feeling like it should be my responsibility.
"Naga. I want to; and besides, you should get ready," Stitch hopped on the bed, took the dresses, except for the yellow and black one, and hopped back down to me.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome Angel," he kissed my cheek nervously and left to our room.
"Okay Angel, I'm ready to make you beautiful," Pleakley told me in excitement.
"Just wait, I have to take off my disguise and put on the sparkling dress," I told him.
I slipped out of my disguise and put on the black dress, which Pleakley had to zip the back up.
"This dress is a perfect fit and it looks good on me," I told him in amazement.
"That's nice to know. You can put your disguise in the hampry next to the door," Pleakley pointed at the box Stitch used this morning. I walked up to hampry, tossed it in, and walked back to Pleakley.
"Okay. Next, I'm going to decorate your face," he started to get his stuff ready.
I hopped on the bed, sat down, and waited for him to beautify me, "First, lets put some powder on your cheeks," he opened this circular object, took out this fluffy flat circle, patted this read powder substance, and patted my cheeks with it, "Okay," he finished, "Next, here's some red lipstick. I need you to make a kissy-face for me," he warned.
I did what Pleakley said and let him rub the red lipstick against my kissing lips.
"Now pretend to kiss someone," he ordered again, which I once more did what he told me, while having a weird feeling on my lips. "Now, let's make you smell pretty," Pleakley took one of the five bottles with different liquid in them, then spayed some of the liquid at me, which made me smell like a beautiful flower.
"Here's your necklace with your names on it..." Pleakley put it on me, "...And we are done. Behold, you are 100 date material," he picked up a hand-mirror and showed me how I looked.
"Wow Pleakley! I'm speechless! You've made me look terrific," I thanked and kissed both of his cheeks in appreciation, which both of his cheeks wore my imprints of my lips from the red lipstick.
"Oh, you're welcome. I guess I have a misconception of you. You're no monster. You're very polite and nice. You are nothing like the little monster. Finally, Jumba created a good and controlled experiment."
I giggled, "Well thank you. I just hope our children are just like me."
Pleakley gasped, "CHILDREN?! YOU AND STITCH ARE GOING TO HAVE BABIES!?" He cried out in surprise.
"Not yet. We're learning about babies, pregnancy, ourselves, and other different things. Once Stitch says 'yes,' then we'll our thing. But, I have to ask you a very important question," I asked him, feeling worried that he might say 'no'.
"Yes," he answered, looking like he was about ready to faint.
"When Stitch and I have our baby, it will stay in our room. When it grows up, it will need to share a room with some body because Nani doesn't have enough room for it. Well...If we get a boy ,and he grows big enough, can he share your guy's room?"
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but...sure," he struggled to say the words, "But, I don't want him causing trouble in our room," Pleakley warned, waving his finger at me.
"Thank you for understanding. Now, I need Jumba's permission."
"Oh, don't worry about him. I'm sure he will let you and Stitch keep him in here," he assured.
Then Stitch entered the room, wearing a tuxedo, black pants, and a rose in his shirt pocket, "Angel I..." he stopped, noticing how I looked, "Hubba, Hubba! You look more beautiful than a goddess," Stitch complimented, gazing at me.
I blushed and hopped off the bed, "You don't look anywhere near bad look'n yourself," I complimented back.
"I'm going to fix this make a new miniskirt, then go to bed. I have much sewing to do tomorrow morning," Pleakley told himself in excitement.
"Time for us to get going, Angel," Stitch held out his hand.
"Ih," I took his hand, "Thank you Pleakley," told him as we left the room.
Stitch led me to the kitchen so he can show us off to the remaining family members.
"Wow, Stitch and Angel, you two look nice together," Nani complimented.
"Yes, 626 and 624 are looking 100 good for date," Jumba jumped in.
"I agree with Jumba, you two look nice together. I wish I could go, but the 7:00 pm curfew is in effect, but have fun. I'll be sleeping in your guy's bed, since today is Saturday," Lilo warned.
"Lilo! That's disrespectful! You don't sleep their bed when they're gone. In fact, you shouldn't be sleeping with them period," Nani scolded.
"Don't worry Nani, Lilo is allowed. I didn't want her to feel like I was stealing her friend. So, I allowed her to sleep with us on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays, that and, she can wake me up from the terrible nightmares I've had for three days," I explained.
Nani calmed down, "I still think she should sleep in her own room, but you cared about Lilo's feelings, and you lessened your guy's time with each other for her. I'll allow it, but no funny business when she's in there, got it?" Nani stared down at us.
"Ih," we both told her.
"Good. Now, you guys have fun," Nani started cleaning the dishes.
"Let's get going Angel."
"Bye, see you guys later," I told them before leaving the kitchen and out the door of my home.
"I'm going to drive you to a certain somebody for our first date meal," Stitch declared as we went down the stairs and approached a red vehical.
"Who are you taking me to?"
"It's a secret," he chuckled and opened the door of the vehicle for me, "Thank you," I told him as I went in and sat down on the seat.
Stitch closed the door and quickly walked around the red vehicle to his side and went in, "I need you to use your seatbelt and buckle up for me."
"What's a seatbelt?" I wondered.
"Seatbelts are these things..." he held up these two long things sticking out of the seats. One a metal thing at the end of it, while the other one was this black box at the end with a long thing hole and a red button on top of it, "...You put the seatbelt with the metal at the end into the long, thin hole until it clicks of the buckle," Stitch explained, showing my as he explained, "You try."
I did what he said. I took the seatbelt and put the metal thing into the buckle, causing it to click and stay together across my waist.
"Are you buckled tightly?" He asked, making sure I listened carefully.
"Ih," I confirmed.
"Okay, let's get going," he said, while taking out this small metal thing out of his pocket and puting it into a hole of this circlular thing, then turning it.
Suddenly, the vehical started shaking and making noise, "What's going on?" I asked him, shaking in fear.
"Don't worry, it's only the duane buggy getting started. There's nothing to be afraid," Stitch soothed me.
"Okay," I felt my fear leave me.
He pressed one of the petals on the floor and the vehical raced off. I felt the wind blow my fur, and the trees past us in a fast rate. I looked up at the stars and the big white thing in the sky. I watched other vehicals get passed by Stitch, for some reason they were honking at us. Maybe they were saying hello by using their vehical just like Stitch. Eventually we stopped at this green small building that with a sigh near the top of the biulding that said 'Frenchfry's Frenchfries.'
"How come we're here, Stitch?" I wondered.
"It's a secret. Now, press the red button on your buckle to release the seat belt," he told me and pressed this red button, which released him from the seat belt. Then I did the same.
"Wait here, I'll get you," Stitch ordered.
I didn't ask why, I just did what he asked me.
He took the small metal thing out of the circular thing, put it in his pocket, got out of the buggy, walked around the car to me, and opened my door, "I could've done it myself, but thank you," I got out and licked his face.
"I did it because I see men do it for their women on dates, such as this, on television. So I thought, I should," Stitch explained.
I giggled, You shouldn't believe everything you see."
"I know, I just wanted to make you comfortable," I he pick me up (bridal style).
"You don't have to, I'm fine."
"Naga, I want to," he started walking around the building, until we stopped in front of the back door of the building.
"You smell beautiful, Angel," Stitch complimented me as on of his extra arms knocked on the door.
"Thank you," I kissed his lips.
"Hello? Ah, Stitch and Angel. I've been expecting you. Come in." French-fry insisted.
I broke off, Stitch whore an red imprint of my lips on his lips, "Soka Stitch, I have lipstick on your lips," I appologized with a giggle.
"It's okay, I'll think of it as a gift from you," he carried me in.
Stitch set me down in a on a chair, in front of a round table with a pleasant aroma coming from the candle sticks on both sides of the table. After he set me down, Stitch walked to the other side and sat down at his chair.
"what will you guys want to eat?" French-fry asked, holding a note pad and a pencil.
"You can choose," I insisted.
"Me too," Stitch agreed.
"This is great for me. I'll be back," he left in to an empty door way back of Stitch
"How did he know we were coming?" I asked my bugee bu.
"I wispered into his ear that we were coming here to eat for our first date," Stitch explained, gazing at me.
"That explains why you were wispering into Slushy, Splody-head, Sparky, Deforester, Heat, and Plazmoid's ears," I smiled.
"Ih, we all have surprises for you," Stitch chuckled.
Then French-fry came back, carrying this red steaming creature with large pincers, and eight legs. Next to it laid lettuce and tomatos, "I made steamed lobster for you two to start off," He set our food in front of us, as well the silverware, "I'll be back with more food," French-fry left.
"Hmm, looks tasty," I gazed at it hungrily.
First, I took off one of the claws, put them in my mouth, and started chewing, "This tastes great Stitch."
He gave me a smile and did the same, "You're right Angel," Stitch agreed.
I broke the lobster into pieces and started eating it one by one, until they dissapeared inside my belly.
Stitch on the other hand, ate his differently, instead he gobbled the whole lobster and licked his paws. I just giggled at him. Next, I ate my tomatos and lettuce slowly with my fork, enjoying each bite. Stitch just growled, picking up his tomato and letting it flop on the plate, "Yuck, lettice and tomato. This isn't food, they're plants. How come you like it?" Stitch complained.
"Because I'm not picky. Plus, I'm used to eating these in 625's sandwiches. If you won't eat them, I will."
"Sure," Stitch agreed, sliding the plate to me.
I ate his meal just as I did before, still enjoying the wonderful food that was given to me.
French-fry came back with more food for us. This time, how ever, he didnt' have lobster or tomatos and lettuce. Instead, he brought us a large steak and a large pile of mashed potatos, "I'll pick these up and start on your desserts," French-fry picked up our plates and started leaving.
"Can I have a drink?" I asked him.
"Me too?" Stitch asked too.
"Yes, I'll make it quick," he went back into the kitchen.
I started eating agian; I chopped my steak into a bunch of little pieces and began eating them. Then French-fry came back, holding two large cups with this liquid in them (grape juice). He set our drinks in front of us and left again.
I took my first sip, it tasted just like heaven. I drank half of it and started on the mash potatos.
I drank half of it and started on my mashed potato's, enjoying each bite of it. While I was eating, I couldn't help but stare at Stitch as he was eating. He looked so hansom. I've never seen anyone so lovely, besides Kixx, but he was a pervert and a show off, so he didn't count.
Eventually Stitch took notice and started to do the same to me. We both started to stare into our eyes in love, both admiring each other. We both knew what we wanted, but the consequences were too great to handle. I wanted to make-love with him really badly, but I didn't want to drag him into something he didn't want.
We broke off shortly and started on our large steak. After a while, Stitch and I finally finished eating. I was stuffed, but when French-fry came back with two large pieces of chocolate cake, I couldn't resist.
Chocolate's the most, most, most favorite thing to eat and I could never stop me from eating it. Stitch and I eyed the desert eyed the desert, waiting for it to make its new home inside our stuffed bellies.
"Here is some triple fudge chocolate cake. I'll take your plates to wash," French-fry took our plates and back to the kitchen.
I couldn't wait to use the fork to get to little pieces. Instead, I shoved the whole big brown cake into my big mouth, chewing a little bit, and then swallowed the entire thing. Stitch looked at me with shock, surprise, and excitement.
"Oh, ah, I'm sorry. That wasn't appropriate. I'm-"
"Da bugee bu!" he cried out, running over to me and giving me a big hug.
I was so full, I didn't wan t to move, "Stitch? Why are you happy? I didn't mean to do that. I lost control. I should apologize."
"No need to apologize. That's how I react to coconut cake. I can't help it too. I know you feel embarrassed, but don't worry. I do the same thing. We have something in common, something that doesn't make us feel totally different from one another," He cheered me up.
"I didn't know that. Thanks bugee bu," I licked his face in appreciation, as well to get some of the chocolate off his lips.
"Even though you gobbled that cake, I don't see one speck of frosting on your face or anything," Stitch chuckled and picked me up
"I'm so full. Can I just want to lie down in the dune-buggy for a little bit?" I asked, hearing my belly growl in pain.
"Okay. I'm getting too full to eat my cake anyway. The next place we're going will require little movement and I'll drive slow for you to make bugee bu feel better," Stitch walked me to the door and waited for French-fry to come back, which we didn't wait long.
"Thank you very much for making such wonderful tasting food for our first date," I Thanked.
"Yes, I thank you too for the delicious food, and for saving us from a nasty dinner made by Pleakley and Nani."
"Oh, it was a pleasure to have you two over. It makes me happy to see Angel and you enjoying the meals I've cooked."
"Before we go, I want to kiss your cheek for the wonderful meal and time I've spent here."
French-fry walked up to us and stopped in front of us, positioning himself for his reward. When he did, I kissed his left cheek, leaving an imprint of my lips on his blushing red cheeks.
"I never want to wash this cheek again," French-fry told himself in joy.
"Bye" we told him as Stitch opened the door and left.
He carried me around the building to the dune-buggy, opened the door, and set me down on the seat, "Boy Angel, you pack a lot of pounds real fast, don't you?" He attempted to joke, noticing how heavy I've gotten, and how my belly bulged out a little, which could be seen how my dress is push outward until the top of my belly.
"I was hungry and I have a small belly," I defended myself, knowing that he was making fun of me.
"I know," Stitch chuckled,
"That's thoughtful of you Stitch, but I don't enjoy looking fat," I told him as he walked around the dune-buggy and got in.
"You don't look fat. You look cuter. Trust me, I know," he buckled up and started the vehicle.
"It doesn't matter; it'll disappear in two hours anyways. I'm just worried what everybody will think about me."
"Don't worry Angel, you're fine. You look good no matter what; everybody else will think so too. Plus, it's not like they're going to stare at your belly, they'll just stare at your breasts."
"You have a point there. I guess I'm worrying too much for nothing. I feel better now, Stitch."
"That's good. You shouldn't worry about what others think of you," he drove off, "You look beautiful to me no matter how embarrassed you feel about yourself, because I love you and always will, for all eternity," Stitch stopped at the beach with our cousins waiting for us at a picnic table.
"Aww, you're so sweet," I unbuckled my seatbelt, scooted over to my bugee bu and liked the side of his face with a purr of satisfaction.
"Well, we're here. We have some special surprises for you," Stitch unbuckled himself and opened the door.
I fallowed him out of the vehicle and he picked me up again, knowing that I still had a bellyache from the tasty food, and carried me to our cousins, who sat at a picnic table.
"Hello Stitch and gorgeous-I mean, Angel," Deforester greeted us, holding a flower necklace and staring at me as Stitch put me down.
"Hello, Deforester," I greeted back.
"Here, I made this for you," he put the flower necklace on me.
"Oh, for me? Thank you very much," I thanked.
"You look beautiful," Splody-head complimented.
"Yes, I agree with Splody-head, you look pretty," Slushy joined in.
"You look hotter than before," Heat gazed at me.
"You look hotter than my plazma balls," Plazmoid fallowed after Heat.
"You look hot, hot, HOT!" Sparky started charging up.
"Thank you," I blushed, "You guys look nice too," I complimented back.
They smiled and blushed, "Thank you," they all told me.
Then for some reason, all their smiles turned into a surprised and sad look, "What's wrong?" I asked them.
"Are you pregnant already?" They all asked, noticing the bulge in dress, which will get bigger when the food makes it to my belly-space.
I turned to Stitch, "You said they wouldn't notice," I complained, keeping my vioce normal.
"I said that so you would feel more comfortable," he explained.
I turned back to the others, "Sorry, I'm not pregnant. I just ate too much at French-fry's. You know small belly, big appitite," I told them, feeling embarrassed.
"Oh, I understand," Splody-head spoke up, " I would know how that would happen. When I first ate cake at my new home, which is at the laua, I ate so much that my belly bulge out too much, making me look like that I swallowed a bowling ball."
"Didn't you feel in embarrassed?"
"I did at first, but I quickly realized that I shouldn't be embarrassed. Everybody makes mistakes and besides, it's natural for us experiments. The only thing I fear about being embarrassed about is the way I act, smell, look, and other things in front of you."
"Oh, don't worry about me, I'm polite and caring. Thank you, I feel much better now about myself," I thanked.
"I did?" He sounded happy and surprised.
"Sure. I was embarrassed by the way I looked in front of you guys, but you made me fine now." I explained.
"Well, thank you," Splody-head thanked and decided to change the subject, "Now, Slushy, Heat, Plazmoid, Sparky, and I thought about on how we were going to entertain you two. We came to a cunclusion that, Slushy and Sparky are going to entertain you two singlely and the rest of us will use our fire abilities to make some shapes in the sky for you. We will go first," Splody-head decided.
"After those guys, I'm next," Slushy volenteered.
"Then me!" Sparky charged up again.
"That's great. Angel and I will watch the first cousins perform from the dune-buggy. Slushy, Sparky, and Deforester, if you want, you guys can watch with us, but Angel and I get the first seats," Stitch offered.
"Oh, that's okay, we're fine with the picnic table. Plus, you guys need your space," Slushy dissagreed, putting on a face that clearly said, 'I can't believe you just said that, Slushy.'
"Suits youselves," Stitch told them, "Lets head back to the dune-buggy to watch the show," he picked me up and took me to the vehicle.
Stitch set me down, got into the dune-buggy, and closed the door, waiting for the night to be filled with life. A few minutes later, fire balls filled the air and exploded into different colors and shapes.
I scooted myself as close to Stitch as I could, rapped my arms around his chest, laid my head on his shoulder, and laid my anttennae on his head. After I became comfy, Stitch rapped his arms around my back and pulled me closer to him.
This was so romantic, Stitch and I watching our cousins make pictures in the star lit sky. We saw blue flowers explode out of fire balls, fire shaped hearts in the sky, different colored plazma balls going accrossed the sky, making them look like shooting stars, fire balls that blew up into rainbow colored sparkles, fire shaped flowers, giant different colored plazma balls, making them look like comets, rapid fire fire balls, each making different colored sparkle showers, and other special tricks.
"Wow Stitch, this is beautiful. I wish I had their abilities instead of my stupid power," I told him happily, but I also felt sadness inside me.
"Now Angel. Don't feel bad that you can change anything good or evil by singing, except experiment built after you. You have a voice only an angel would have, and that beautiful singing voice makes you more valuable, precious, and beautiful to me," he kissed my head.
"I know Stitch, but what I've done and what I can do with my songs are terrible. I'll sing my good song, but that bad song I vowed to never sing ever again for what it has done to our o'hana. But face it, my power makes me the most dangerous experiment. I'm now destructive like the others, but my programming can make a good and powerful experiment turn leathal."
"I know Angel. But you are the most non-dangerous experment ever created. You know right from wrong, you're kind, caring, peaceful, and helpful to others. You set a great example for others and our future children, Angel. You're even better at being good and you choose your powers to not harm anyone. Me on the other hand, I use my super strength to harm others or sometimes I forcefully capture our cousins. I have problems harming the person or item that makes me angry with my super strength. Thanks to Lilo, she has done a good job at keeping my anger down and being more calm when I get upset. Only things that get me really angry set me off now," Stitch explained and hugged me.
"I guess you're right Stitch. I'm just unhappy with what I can do. Thanks for the help. You always know what to say or do to make me feel better. But...You never told me about you having super strength. How strong are you," I became curious.
"Strong enough to lift 3,000 times my own weight and not an ounce more."
I broke off and looked at him with surprise, "You can lift 3,000 times your own wieght!? That's amazing Stitch!"
"Oh that isn't the only thing I can do. I can think faster than an a super computer, I have super scence of hearing, which is more advanced than the average experiment, I'm almost virtually indestructable, I can't be harmed by fire or bullets, I have special seeing abilities like seeing in the dark, x-ray vision, inferred vision, thermal vision, and bonoccular vision, which means I can see far away and know how far it is. I can eat metal and other hard and un-appiteting things, like Pleakley's food for example (I couldn't resist!). Last, I can roll into a ball and deflect progectiles, like plazma shots," Stitch explained.
"Wow," I told him, speechless about all these abilities, "If I would've known this I wouldn't of did those horrible things five monthes ago. I was scared into doing those terrible, terrible things to you and our o'hana. If-"
"Angel! Angel! Angel! Cool down!" Stitch calmed me down, "Forget about the past, that's over now. Think about it, Gantu doesn't have you anymore, the Edmonds think you ran away, Nani has the approval of you living in our house, we can date, we have our own room, and tomarrow's the wedding. Don't let that day ruin your chances of happiness. When you're hurting, I'm hurting. So please, please forget about it," Stitch hugged me agian.
"I'll try, Stitch," I returned the hug.
"Remember Angel, you're safe with me. I won't let anything harm or capture you," he assured, breaking off, but keeping his paws on my shoulders.
"I know my bugee bu," Kissed his lips, leaving another imprint of my lips.
He wiped it off and smiled, "Let's just have fun and enjoy our date," Stitch stroked the back of my head.
"I agree," I broke off and we started watching the colorful sky.
Then a big rainbow fire ball went into the sky, exploded, and was replace by a picture of Stitch and I kissing inside a heart, on top of the heart said in fire, 'Have A HAPPY WEDDING STITCH AND ANGEL!' and plazma balls were flying over the scene of us, looking like shooting stars again.
"That's very generous of them, and what they've done was geourgous," I complimented.
"I think they're done Angel. Let's go out and see," Stitch opened up the door and left with me fallowing him, since the food I ate became digested, causing the bump in my dress to dissapear completely.
We got out of the vehicle and went to the experiments that lit the sky oh so beautifly, "You guys were stupendance!" I complimented them.
"Ih, you guys really know how to make a date good," Stitch coplimented too.
"Thank you, we're happy you two enjoyed the show. Well, I've got to get going. I have teekie tortches to light," Splody-head told me.
"I agree, I have a welding job I have to work at tomarrow and I need sleep," Heat yawned.
"I need sleep too. Those golf balls are not going to make themselves you know," they started walking away.
"Wait, before you guys go, I want to kiss your guy's cheeks in appreciation for the wonderful time," I stopped them from leaving.
They took emediant action and ran over to me to recieve their kiss, "Here's one for you," I kissed Splody-head's cheek, "One for you," I then kissed Plazmoid's cheek, "And, one for you," I kissed Heat's cheek.
Once more, I left an imprint of my lips on their blushing red cheeks, "Th-Th-Thank you Angel," they ran off.
"Now it's my turn to entertain," Slushy insisted.
"Angel and I will sit at the picnic table and watch," Stitch told him as we went to the picnic table to sit, which we sat between Sparky and Deforester.
We watched Slushy create ice skulptors of flowers, me, Stitch and I kissing, stars, hearts, and finished by making a very large statue of Stitch and I getting married, "That's all I know what to do Stitch and Angel. I thought I had more to do but I was wrong. Well, I've got to go to sleep in my freezer, bye," Slushy sounded embarrassed.
"Before you go, would you like to have your cheek kissed?"
"I would be more than happy to have a kiss from you," he smiled.
I gave him his kiss and he walked away happily with his cheeks blushing red with an imprint of my lips.
"I'm last. I brought some boaurd games to play with you, since nobody wants to come over to my home," Sparky said in a sad tone.
"I would know how that feels," I looked down, " But, I'll play your games. What did you bring?" I asked, looking up with a smile.
"I brought cards to play rummy and go fish, yatzy, bingo, paper for hangman, and scrabble. Which one do you guys want to play first?" Sparky asked, sounding excited.
"I'll play go fish," I chose.
"I'll play too," Stitch sighed.
"I'm going home. I need my rest for my bush trimming job," Deforester yawned.
"Thanks for the flower necklace. I want to kiss your cheek in appreciation for them."
He smiled and lowered his face down to me. Once more, I left another imprint of my lips on his blushing red cheeks. He spun himself joyfully back home after the kiss, obviously thinking he was in heaven.
We Played Sparky's games; Stitch, Sparky, and I played three games of go fish. Stitch won two games and Sparky won once. Next was rummy, Stitch had to teach me how to play the game, unfortunately for Sparky and Stitch, I won non-stop. After that game, we played yatzy, this time Sparky had to teach us. Though, Stitch and I put up a good fight, we still lost to Sparky. Then we made words for scrabble. Stitch won that game by spelling my name a lot. Next, we played bingo, once more I had to be taught how to play, which it didn't matter because I was no good. Last, we played hang man, Sparky and Stitch were hard. I kept loosing and I was too predictable.
"Well, that was fun," I tiredly yawned.
"I haven't had anyone to play with since...Dupe came over three weeks ago to play cards," Sparky started to put all his things in his game chest, on the other side of the picnic table, under the wooden seat.
"It's time for us to go home. Angel and I have a big day tamarrow and we need sleep," Stitch yawned.
"I can't wait for tomarrow," Sparky smiled, closing his box with his games in it.
"Before we all go, I want to give you the last kiss."
Sparky flew over to me, ready for his kiss. I kissed his cheek and flew away happily, grabbing his box before leaving.
"It's time for bed Angel. Let's go back home," Stitch picked me up and carried me to the dune-buggy.
He set me down in my seat, buckled me up, and did the same to him. Stitch turned on the vehicle and sped away. It didn't take long for us to go home, but I was starting to get drowsy, and I didn't want to sleep in the vehicle, until I cleaned myself up at least.
Stitch and I went into our home, Jumba was watching the television, obviously waiting for us to come home.
"How was date? Did 626 and 624 breed yet?" Jumba asked us still giving us an excited and anxious look.
"Naga, but Stitch and I had a great time together. What time is it?" I asked, starting to get drowsier.
"It is being, 10: 07. 624 and 626 have been out for 2hrs and 55 minutes."
"That's nice. Well, I'm going to clean my face up and go to bed. Good night Jumba," We walked into the kitchen.
"You too, 626 and 624."
After leaving the kitchen, Stitch and I went into the bathroom. I crawled up the sink and let the water come out of the sink, into my cupped paws. After a while, Stitch handed me a rag, which I didn't know where he got it, and cleaned my face off. After much wiping, I looked into mirrior, not a thing on my face. Then we got undressed in the bathroom, and then left, put it into the hamper in Jumba and Pleakley's room. We left the room, closing the door after leaving, walked all the way down the hallway to our room, and went in.
I crawled up the wall and flipped the light switch on, letting us see our friend sleep on my side of the bed all snuggled up under our large blanket and laying her head on my pink pillow.
"I hope we don't wake her up when we get on our bed, Stitch," I told him, walking over to my blue side of the bed and turned on my lamp on my dresser.
"Naga, she'll be fine," Stitch assured, turning off the light, closed the door, and ran over to his pink side of the bed, while I hopped on my side, sharing my pillow and blanket with Lilo.
"Good night Stitch," I took off my necklace and put them on my dresser and turned off the blue lamp.
"Good night, Angel," Stitch said in a sleepy voice.
I scooted myself close to Lilo, starting to let the fear of the dark get to me, and closed my eyes to sleep.