A.N. – keheh… sorry (again) for schedule slips, but hope that your Halloween was great! This chapter? Well… I'll leave it at a crack theory born of too many nachos, sugar-hyped friends and late-night Birth by Sleep playing (having to go through that boss fight again for my friend's sake was a baaad idea).

Well, see you soon!

Larxene can still be astounded at how things look from certain heights. Human eye-level, for one example – even if you would suppose that Larxene would have taken that viewpoint as granted.

Well, darkness is as darkness does… and certainly, Larxene missed having real claws rather than make-believe blades. But an issue for another time.

Musing over now-gloved hands wouldn't help her find a brother, would it?

Stitch, as he went by now, was startled by the electric-blue eyes spying from behind a shadow.

'Sparky' wasn't supposed to be that tall-

Or out of the 221 pill either. But then again, Stitch wasn't supposed to be playing tame animal – Stitch was so much more than that, after all….

And well, 221 would go around and see that without the destroy-all mode on, things went along better.

Larxene would have never dreamed of being demeaned to such extremes, even when the world was small and plastic or when water was one way to wake up violently.

But a pet? Six-two-six, the young sibling with such potential, little more than a companion with exotic looks…

Somewhere else, all electric applications short-circuited. Larxene hadn't meant for that to happen-

There should have been someone fried on the ground. But that would have blown her cover.

Stitch noticed the major malfunctions. It must have been 221, annoyed at not finding a place…

Well, 221 wouldn't be getting one like-

There was a woman staring down at Stitch, deep blue eyes zapping annoyance into the alien. From her hair rose twin strands of yellow that Stitch had seen before.

"Two-"

"Why won't you act, little pet?"

The female – 221, Stitch reminded himself – was almost snarling, eyes narrowed to slits. There was a current sparking along her fingers, and the cables overhead creaked in annoyance.

A showing of claws and shocks was all there was.

Larxene bristled at her failure…

But damned if she cared. 626 wanted to be just an animal? Well, not her problem.

Once Larxene got hold of the world, she'll show her sibling just how far she'd come from that showdown with the key-man.

For now, she'd let him pretend…

'Stitch' would be a nice pet for her once Larxene snapped him out of it.