"Mother, for the last time, I don't know why I was in a coma! I didn't even know I was in a coma for that matter!" Pleakley whined as he held the front automatic opening door for the group departing the hospital.

"Are you sure that it's not because you're still not married. I got this hottie right here, if you're interested, son."

"Ooo… I wouldn't pass that one up from the clowns Monoculo the Magnificent. She would probably let you join her plastic surgery legion." Lilo smirked as she slowly crutched her way past Pleakley. Nani and David who were holding their girls were at Lilo's sides if she were to fall down.

"UGHHH! Why don't you go bug Pixley or Bertley? They're not married either!"

"The youngest always has to marry first!"

"Who cares! Skip over me! I'd be glad! Earth studies are my life!"

"Ya, ya we've heard it Wendy…"

"That was supposed to be my name!" Bertley fisted passing by Pleakley with a glare.

"Let's go this way bodyguards and mutant bodyguards." Lilo requested as she crutched down the sidewalk past Jumba and Stitch with the dune buggy and trailer. Pleakley still held the door open for Gantu, Reuben, and Angel respectively.

"Lilo, sweetie, do you recognize those two over there?" Nani pointed over to Jumba and Stitch with hope. Stitch was slightly cowering, but then saw Angel.

"Am I supposed to recognize them bodyguard? Because I do not. Though, the one kissing the pink hippopotamus reminds me of a blue baboon. I don't know what to think of the weirdo leaning against that go-cart…" Lilo thought for a while. "Goodbye world's greatest cop, bye knuckle sandwich!" Lilo smiled to Gantu and Reuben as Pleakley was now holding the door open for others entering and exiting the hospital still wrapped up in the conversation with his family.

After Stitch's long embrace with Angel, Stitch being more confident immediately darted over to nonexpectant Lilo. "Get away from me baboon, you have rabies!" Lilo screamed loudly. Pleakley finally turned around, looking at Jumba and Stitch with a relieved grin. From his eye, Jumba looked like he was daydreaming.

"Meega Stitch, naga baboon," Stitch shuddered.

"He has double rabies! Get away from my Frankenstein stitches!" Lilo shrieked as Stitch decided to hug her bruised, upright leg.

"That's your dog Stitch." David reassured.

"He don't look like a dog, bodyguard, and I don't remember him so he's definitely not mine. Protect me, save me!" Lilo clasped David in fright.

"626 is better protector than surfer boy." Jumba smiled patting Stitch on the head.

"Cool, I have five bodyguards! I must be a very important person, huh Giganto?"

"I'd say." Jumba smiled as he gave Lilo a crooked hug over her crutches. This was interrupted by the yelling of Pleakley. Jumba knew it was coming. He did it on purpose.

"Jumba! You parked in the fire lane!"

"I don't see no fire lane sign!"

"There isn't a sign. It's the red paint. Didn't you read the color rules in the DMV handbook when we were teaching Lilo how to drive?"

"Nawww… me?"

"You better move it now Mr.!"

"Fine, watch me!" Jumba backed up six inches to get the front fender out of the red boundary. "Happy Pleakley!"

"No! Now you're in the crosswalk! You almost ran over that poor, old lady." This was the same old lady that had swatted Jumba with the newspaper months ago when he was out volunteering. She was certainly happy to do it again.

"Ouch!" Jumba cried.

"Well you deserved it Mr."

"Well, then... How about you come park the vehicle." Jumba couldn't stop smiling. He hadn't smiled like this in ages. He got out behind the wheel of the car and got behind Pleakley shoving him towards the car. Pleakley looked back at the automatic opening doors and at the smile on Jumba's face.

"Uh, uh, not me. I've been told that I've been in a coma for nearly two years. Don't you know? I'll drive like a drunken driver high on some illegal, organic substance."

"Ha! I don't think so. Saying that my little one, I volunteer you to drive home!" Jumba joked, but being sincere. "You'll be fine." Jumba plopped Pleakley in the driver's seat as he took a seat in back with Nani and David. He was directly behind Pleakley. Lilo was shotgun and Stitch, Angel, Kaylani, and Alani were in the back, not backity back.

Pleakley turned around scoldingly. "Fine Jumba, don't come crying to me when this car is up in flames."

"Ooo… tell me that when you're going as slow as sluggy slug in slug circus…! Joking! Your safest driver I know… since I taught you how to go reverse…"

"Stop distracting me you big flirt!" Pleakley giggled with a blush as he readjusted the back mirror - Jumba finally, for the first time, noticing his blush.

"Meet you at Wendy's hovel! We still have a lot of talking to do, and it's coming from you idiot scientist." Pixley announced as Pleakley started the engine.

With a "Right…," a "See ya clowns," and an "I prefer to be called… !" from Pleakley, Lilo, and Jumba respectfully, the two parties took off.