Yeah...

I finally got to write up this chapter.

Yay...

Pleakley paced up and down the lounge room rapidly. "What were you thinking Jumba? Wait. Don't answer that. You probably wern't thinking at all!" he turned on the spot, waving his

skinny arms in the air. The Plorgarian had accidentally run into Jumba on the way to the mall, and was now lecturing him angrily.

Jumba sat on the couch in front of Pleakley. The Quelta Quanian had covered or bandaged most of his wounds, and was now awkwardly trying to bandage his right hand (remember,

he has broken knuckles) with his good hand...and not having much luck. (ever tried to write or do something you normally do with your non-writing hand? Annoying isn't it?

Well...thatshow Jumba feels now. Annoyed.) "Pleakley, am not wanting to hear you lecture Jumba. The reason Jumba is looking like he is, is because am protecting Little Girl, and

Ohana. ARGH!" he threw the bandage down on the floor angrily and rested his wounded hand in his lap.

Pleakley stopped his rant and looked at Jumba warily. Slowly he edged toward him and picked the bandage up, before silently sitting on the couch next to Jumba and reaching out for

his hand. The Quelta Quanian looked at him for a few seconds before letting the skinny alien take his large purple hand in his two smaller, green ones. He watched as Pleakley gently

rested it in his lap and slowly started to wrap the bandage around it.

A tiny smile played Jumba's lips as Pleakley gently fastened the bandage together with a saftey pin, and he took his hand back. "Thank you, My Little One-Eyed One."

Pleakley smiled, and was about to reply when Caleb ran into the room laughing. The tiny experiment stopped when he saw Jumba and Pleakley sitting on the lounge. Tilting his head,

he looked at them both for a few seconds, before taking a running leap and landing on Jumba's lap.

The Quelta Quanian slammed his eyes shut in pain and gritted his teeth. He didn't want to shout out in case he scared the little alien.

Pleakley gasped and pulled a squirming Caleb off his roommate. He cast a worried glance at Jumba, but the Quelta Quanian painfully smiled. "Is ok Pleakley. Little Experiment is not

knowing about Jumba's hand."

The Plorgarian nodded slowly, and placed Caleb back on the floor. "Uhh...Be careful around your Uncle Jumba." he said.

The little experiment nodded and ran off laughing before Pleakley could even finish.

Jumba watched Caleb disappear around the doorframe before leaning back against the lounge and sighing. "Is going to be long time before Jumba can be creation any more 'little

monsters', eh Pleakley?" he said, not really wanting to accept that his knuckles were broken.

Pleakley looked at him, eyebrow furrowed. "Well, it might teach you a lesson, won't it." he folded his arms triumphantly.

Jumba snorted. "Not really."

"Why not? If I had broken knuckles, the reason they were broken would teach me a lesson."

"Because Jumba can still be doing this..." He grabbed the pillow next to him with his left hand (thats his good hand), and flung it at Pleakley. It hit him squarely in the face and bounced

off, landing next to Violet as she walked around the doorframe with Reuben.

Violet looked in the direction that the pillow had come from, and her eyes landed on Pleakley. The skinny alien was sitting on the floor glaring at Jumba. She looked at Reuben and

smiled cheekily. "Bet I know what happened."

Reuben grinned and put his arm around her. "What?"

"Jumba got sick of Pleakley lecturing him, so he threw a pillow at him."

Reuben looked at Jumba. "Was that right?"

Jumba shrugged. "Not really, but Jumba did throw pillow at Pleakley."

Pleakley sat up and pouted. "You didn't throw it at me! You pegged it!" he looked away angrily.

Violet was about to speak when Stitch walked into the room with Lilo. The blue experiment was holding a huge tub of chocolate ice cream in front of him and frowning. He walked over

to Reuben and Violet and held it out to them. "Cousin ate all Stitch's ice cream!"

Reuben and Violet looked at Stitch, confused. Suddenly, Caleb's head popped up over the side of the tub. The violet-brown experiment experiment was covered in chocolate

icecream. When he saw his parents, he grinned. "Yummy cold." (he means that the ice cream is cold)He squeaked, holding a handfull out to Violet.

Jumba, Stitch and Lilo burst out laughing, and Stitch nearly dropped the ice cream container. Caleb, who had no idea what they were laughing at, tilted his head, before diving back

into the ice cream.

Pleakley frowned as ice cream splashed onto the floor, but couldn't hide a smile. He crossed the room to where Stitch was standing, and picked up a chocolate covered Caleb in his

hands. The ice creamy experiment stared at him for a few seconds before licking his cheek and leaving a trail of chocolate ice cream and saliva behind.

Pleakley shuddered uncomfortably as ice cream ran down his neck, and he placed Caleb on the floor before rubbing it off with a handfull of tissues and muttering to himself.

Caleb tilted his head at Pleakley before looking over at the tissue box. He grinned and rolled towards it.

Jumba watched curiously as the tiny alien climbed up onto the table and look at the tissues before pulling one out. He held it out over the side of the table, before letting it go and

watching it float to the floor. Grinning, he turned back to the box and pulled another one out. And another. And another. This went on until there were tissues floating all around him.

Reuben and Violet watched as their son looked down at the pile on the floor before belly flopping onto them, and disappearing into them.

A few seconds passed, and Caleb sat up with a tissue on his head and one in his mouth. He chewed it up and swallowed it, making everyone laugh.

Jumba held his side as it twinged painfully. "I must be admitting. This is no normal family!"

As soon as Lilo heard this, she looked at Jumba, her smile gone. The Quelta Quanian's insides twisted into a knot. He forgot that Lilo took these things seroiusly. He swallowed. "Am

sorry, Little Girl."

Lilo burst out laughing. "Got you!" she said, pointing at him.

Jumba blinked stupidly, before smiling. He knew that she understood. He knew that their little family wern't 'normal' normal, but they were still as normal as most crazy families.

Everyone in the Pelekai family knew that they wern't 'normal'.

After all...Normal is boring.

I've had writers block and it has been hell.

If this chapter seems lame to anyone, I could've uploaded the other ending that I started writing up, But I thought that is was really lame...

Meh, if you don't like this chapter...winge!

Nah, I'm joking.

And for thoes people(if there are any) that didn't realise it, this is the end of the story.

Hope you wnjoyed