IT NEVER ENDS, DOES IT?
Hugging, kissing, "don't ever do that again"ing…Nick, Lilo and Stitch heard it all when they arrived back at home. But that was important. They were home. They were safe. They were alive. That was something. It may not have been much to some, but to the Pelekai ohana, it meant a lot.
And now it was a brand new day. The day after the horror. Nick and everyone could relax. Nick jumped out of bed with one thought on his mind. In fact, both he, Stitch and Lilo jumped out at the same time, and each of them immediately shouted…
"IT'S SATURDAAAAY!"
Shiny happy People laughing…
Meet me in the crowd…
People…people!
Throw your love arouuund!
Love me…love me!
Take it into town…
Haaappy! Haaappy!
Put it in the ground where the flooooweeers grooow…
Gold and silver shiiiiiiiiii-ay-ines!
Everyone seemed to have fallen ill…to the contiguous fever of HAPPINESS! Jumba was beaming, and was actually NOT chewing with his mouth open at breakfast! Pleakley had made chocolate chip pancakes, and Nani had made guava juice.
"I'm telling you all, any day now they're gonna come, so that's why I'm gonna give you the lowdown on how to survive when they start shootin' stuff up! You gotta be prepared!...for starters, you gotta listen to music and get a tune in your head. That REALLY gets 'em mad. Here, lemme play you my personal favorite, folks, and keep watchin' the skies, brothers and sisters!"
421's light aura was just dazzling, as he danced in the kitchen to the Beach Boys tune, which was playing on the radio. Stitch, Nick and Lilo were singing to it, as was David, who had stopped by for breakfast.
"What can I say? Nani makes some choice guava juice." He had said. Stitch had his mouth full, but everyone knew that was no hindrance to his singing talents.
"Wouldn't it be nice if we were older, then we wouldn't have to wait so long! And wouldn't it be nice to live together, in the kind of world where we belong?" "You know it's gonna make it that much better…" Stitch finished it up, though nobody could really tell what he was saying. Jumba had decided to sing a bit too.
"Oh, wouldn't it be nice…" "It would be nice if you remembered to shower more." Pleakley said. "Oh, I KNEW I forgot something." Jumba immediately bolted up from the table, and ran upstairs, but not before shouting out "Very enjoyable cocoa bean and flour patty mixtures, Pleakley!" "Just call them chocolate chip pancakes!" Nani shouted. They could hear Jumba singing from upstairs. Stitch suddenly got an idea, and hopped off, with Lilo right behind. Nick saw what he was doing.
For the next four weeks, the answering machine would have the following message: "Hello, you've reached the Pelekai's." "Ih. Leave message." "But first, here's my uncle with a message of his own." "I am just love machine, and I am not working for anyone but yoooouuuu…oh baby, baby! I am just love machine…"
Nick laughed. "It should be a really good day." He said. And it was! It was action-packed. Lilo decided to teach Nick how to surf in the morning, but it was tiring work. Nick kept shifting his weight wrong and falling off the board. But by midday, he had finally, SORTA, gotten the hang of-SPLASH!
Oh well.
"We'll work on it more tomorrow." Lilo said to a pouting Nick. The next activity was the annual "check on the experiments" routine. Although many were in Hamsterviel's stinking paws, a whole lot more were left. Mostly harmless experiments too, and they all were happy. Next on the list of things to do on a Saturday was…
"You ever done this before?" Nick asked Lilo. "Not on this one." "Me neither. WOOHOO!" All three of them were diving off a waterfall into a huge lake below, screaming as they fell. "THIS IS AWESOOOOME!" Lilo shouted. "NO KIDDING!" Nick shouted back. "WAAA-HAA-HAA-HOOO!" hollered Stitch.
Then, at the end of the day, came the luau with David, who decided to include Nick in the luau torch dance along with Splodyhead, who lit the torches. "Just follow what I do." David said. He twirled the torch. Nick did the same. A double twirl, for both torches. Nick followed. Twirling, twirling, oh, now a jump, but keep twirling! Nick pulled it off…and then jumped up, striking a pose and grinning. David chuckled.
"Try this!" He said. He got on his back and twirled the torches around his legs, jumping up, going around and around in a circle before jumping in the air and landing with his legs split. "Ha!"
Nick decided to try another tactic. He began to spin faster and faster in a circle, becoming a flaming tornado. Then he threw the torches in the air, and then stood on his head, shaking at first, but then, a moment later…
WOOMP!
He grabbed the luau torches before they hit the ground…while still on his head! He grinned, then tossed them into the air and got back up, catching them again. Pretty soon he and David were doing all sorts of stunts, and the crowd went wild.
I…wanna soak up the sun…
Gonna tell everyooone to liiiighten uuuuup…
And so the day had ended. Wiped out, Nick flopped onto the couch, the stars twinkling in the sky at 10:00 at night. It had been such a wonderful day…
He lay down to sleep, and conked out instantly. Everyone was soon asleep.
421 was kicking something in his sleep, mumbling. Stitch's nose whistled. Nani snored. Pleakley's mouth opened and closed over and over, and Jumba…
Well…
Rupert, fiddle next to him, was sitting with Jumba outside, looking up at the moon. "You are indeed very good at playing fiddles." Jumba said. "Why did you not try to go into musical career, instead of evil genius organization?" "Well, you know what they say. The family that stays together, rules together…at least that's what my grandma says." "But you have said she is nut." "Yeah. I guess I'm just in it so I can talk with you, Jumba."
"Why not be playing tune?" "Okay. Let's see…I know! Ohhh…Lukey's boat is painted green-haaa, me boys! Lukey's boat is painted green, it's the prettiest boat you've ever seen, ah-ha, me boys a riddle-ay-day!"
"Ah ha, me boys, a riddle-ay-daaay…" Jumba whispered, yawning slightly.
But Nick was having a strange dream…
I don't know who this guy is. Who is he? Brown hair…kinda nice-looking guy too. Stylish hair, red and white vest, and…wait…red and white vest…brown hair…
No way…my favorite superhero!
Wait…he's saying something to someone…
"I know that it's time. I can't stay anymore. I've…God, I've been so happy here…and seeing everyone here just…just…"
"We'll all miss you, Mr. Keene."
"I know…Kev."
"Sara, don't stand on ceremony."
"Heh. Sara, tell me…what's going to happen?"
"You'll come back. But you won't be in the same role you were before. In a few years or so, you'll return as…"
NICK!
The omnipotent voice was speaking.
NICK! GANTU HAS SNUCK INTO THE HOUSE. HE'S AFTER STITCH.
"Oh man. I'd better stop him…"
IT GETS WORSE, CHOSEN ONE. HAMSTERVIEL IS INVADING IN FIFTEEN MINUTES. YOU'VE BEEN ASLEEP FOR FORTY FIVE MINUTES. AT 11:00 HAMSTERVIEL AND HIS ARMY OF EVIL EXPERIMENTS INVADE KAUAI. YOU'VE GOT TO WAKE UP. WAKE UP NOW!
"Okay, okay! I'm up, I'm UP, I'm UP!"
Nick jumped up. "I'M UP!" Gantu, who had been sneaking quite stealthily through the living room, groaned. "Not you…" Everyone else had been woken up by Nick's shout. They ran down into the living room. "Ah-ha! Good thing Nick caught you, you annoying fish-man." Jumba said. He had…red…train…pajamas.
"HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAA!" Nick laughed over and over and didn't stop until he slapped his own face. "Get a grip, Nick! Gotta tell them." Nick took a deep breath and then spoke. "Remember how I mentioned an omnipotent voice before? It just spoke again. The wascally wabbit's gonna invade Kauai at 11 PM, which is in…" Nick looked at the clock. "Ten minutes. He'll have his entire evil army ready." Jumba gasped, and rubbed his head. "Ohh…am having big aching in head…need…what is term? Aspirin! Where is aspirin?" Gantu suddenly stiffened. "Ten minu…oh blitznack!" He suddenly ran out the door, running down the driveway at top speed. Pleakley scratched his head. "I wonder what he's up to."
9 MINUTES LATER…
"I don't think I've EVER gotten dressed this fast…" "You forgot to tie your shoelaces, Nani." "Oh. Hold on." "Everybody ready?" "Yes." "You bet." "Let's kick that stupid rat's butt!" "Bad mousey!" Nick grinned and slammed his baseball bat into his hand. "All right. Time to kick some butt."
Everyone had rapidly gotten dressed and had rushed over to the town with all the weapons they had. Stitch had a plasma gun in each hand, Jumba had a plasma rifle, Pleakley was clutching a broom, Nani had a mop and Lilo had a stick. Nick had picked up a "Louisville Slugger" baseball bat from the yard.
He pointed at the sky. A dark shape was coming towards town as the stars twinkled slowly. "Here he comes." Indeed. Hamsterviel's ship had arrived. "Hey, he got rid of the water bottle jet." Lilo said. "Nice black and red paintjob." "Still had to draw an H on the front though…" Nani said, rolling her eyes. "People, focus!" Jumba said. "Is big battle coming our way. Wait…am thinking…we might be needing other little girl for help. Little boy, could you find Victoria?" "Right." Nick said. "I'll go get her." Nick took off, yelling "I'll be right back!" over his shoulder. Then Hamsterviel's voice suddenly blared through the night, as his ship's speakers crackled to life and experiments were teleported down into the town.
"ATTENTION ISLAND OF KAUAI…I, THE GREAT JACQUES VON HAMSTERVIEL NOW CONTROL YOU! HA-HA-HA! I WIN! I WIN! I WIIIIN! WITH MY INVINCIBLE EXPERIMENT ARMY, NOBODY CAN STOP ME, ESPECIALLY NOT THAT STUPID 626 AND HIS FRIENDS! SO GIVE UP QUIETLY, FOR THERE IS NO ESCAPE! I HAVE THE LAST LAUGH! HA-HA-HA! See? That was the last laugh! Right? Course I'm right. Serves YOU right, Rahry. Told you I could be a good supervillain."
Jumba's eyes widened. "Rahry-that stupid idiot! If it wasn't for him then..." "Who's Rahry?" "Am telling you later. Experiments are coming towards us." The experiments surged toward them, growling and snarling, some rushing for the shops in town. "It never ends, does it?" Pleakley muttered. "Nope. The good guys work is never done." Lilo said. "Ih." Stitch said.
On the radio…
"Hey, remember when I told y'all to prepare for that alien invasion? Well guess what?"
"What, man?"
"THEY'RE HERE! RUN! RUNNNNN!"
"Dude, major uncool, invading this time of night, man. Like…AAAAA!"
Meanwhile, Nick had rushed over to Victoria's house, and was just turning onto it's street when he saw a sight that horrified him. "Oh no…oh no…" Flames everywhere on Victoria's house. Screaming inside. "VICTORIA! I'M COMING!" Nick shouted, running inside, bursting through the burning door, and into the living room, which was like the inside of a boiler. "AQUA KICK! AQUA KICK! AQUA KICK!" Living room was done. Nick heard coughing from upstairs and followed the trail of smoke to a room. He looked at the doorknob, and reached for it…
Then he stopped. He remembered seeing an episode of CSI where a fire had broken out in a house. A man had done what he was about to do. His hand had been burned. Badly.
So what.
Nick grabbed the doorknob, and, ignoring the burning heat, wrenched the door open. Victoria was on her parent's bed with her mom and dad, and all were in their pajamas, with flames burning up from a wall. Nick ran over to it, using an Aqua Kick to stop the flames. He turned quickly to the red-headed girl and her frightened parents. "Victoria! You and your parents are safe now! Come on, get outta the house!" Victoria nodded slowly, and she and her parents ran out the door, down the stairs and out of the living room door, to the outside. Nick nodded, glad that they were safe. "Now to save their house." He thought, running out of the room and to the next burning room…Victoria's bedroom. Luckily there was only a small fire there, and it was on her celing fan.
So Nick went from room to room, putting out the flames. Eventually he was totally tuckered out…but the flames were all gone. He walked out of the door and collapsed on the grass. Victoria ran up to him and hugged him, lifting him up to do so. "Nick, you saved us!" "Th…thanks." Nick said. "I think I have to lie down now…" He said, collapsing all over again. Victoria and her parents decided to go to a neighbor's house, to call 911. The minute they left, Nick felt someone poke him. He opened his eyes.
Looking right at him was Experiment 625. With a plasma pistol. Nick slowly got up, looking down at the yellow experiment, who stared intently at him. "Listen up, kid. And listen good, or I shoot." "You're not gonna really shoot me, 625…" Nick said, taking a step forward.
BANG!
A plasma blast just inches from his shoe proved him wrong. Nick gulped. "What do you want?" He asked. "Kid, you have a chance to save Angel, and thus, save the experiments that are tearing the town and your ohana apart." "How?" Nick immediately asked. "Experiment 421 and I have a plan. He's gonna fly us up to Hammy's ship, and we'll sneak into Angel's room with his help. Then we'll set her free from the stupid rodent's control, and then she'll free the OTHER experiments from his control." "How?" "Jumba said that Angel's song could be reversed by a strong psychological shock. So I got a shock planned. A real good shock…but do you trust me?" He held out his hand.
Nick immediately took it. "You bet. Let's go find 421."
Back at the battle, Stitch was having a tough time keeping his cousins under control. Several of them had gotten into a parked bus, and were now tearing it apart. Stitch walked up to it, cracking his knuckles. "Feeboogoo!" He said. One of the cousins, Richter, stuck his tongue out, and made a very nasty comment about Stitch, necrophilia, and the Grand Councilwoman.
Stitch responded by picking up the bus and slamming it into the ground, over and over. The dizzy experiments teetered out, groaning and moaning, falling on the ground. Stitch clapped fake dirt off his hands and grinned. Lilo was currently trying to hold her own against Plasmoid, a green, scorpion-like experiment who could shoot lasers from his pincer-less tail. He kept shooting them left and right at Lilo, who kept running to the side…but always getting closer and closer. Finally she got close enough, and…WHACK!
The stick broke on Plasmoid. He grinned nastily.
"Uh…oops?" Lilo said, holding the two broken halves behind her back and smiling apologetically.
Plasmoid raised his tail…