Ahoyhoy! In case any of you are wondering why the heck a space ship is bringing bananas, keep in mind that these are red bananas and the aliens will disguise themselves as humans and sell the fruit. I always know something was fishy about those bananas the day one winked at me. Or maybe I was just on a sugar high. Oh well! I needed an original way to get our furry little friends to earth. And yes, a lot of the quotes are from The Simpsons.
600 didn't open her eyes the next morning. She just wondered why she was in this hot, lumpy place. Then she remembered the events that had shattered her peaceful little world. And now something was holding her ear. She twitched it, but it stuck. 600 shot her eyes open to find 625 sleeping beside her in the bananas with her giant ear wrapped around him as a blanket. She decided to give him a rude awakening. She whispered to him as a mother whispers to a young child.
"625, time to wake up now and" (her voice began to rise here into a screech) "GET OFF OF MY EAR!!!!" The aquarium creature yelled and let go, scurrying to the other side of the crate and clutching his chest.
"Geez! Has a jab gone out of style as a wake-up-call already?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact. The day you came into my world," 600 answered matter-of-factly. 625 glared at her before digging through the piles of red fruit all around them.
"So, let's have breakfast. We'd have had food if you hadn't of thrown out my sandwich at the beginning. Ooh! We can have bananas, or bananas, or-joy of joys! Bananas!"
"Decisions, decisions," 600 said.
They settled on (think you can guess) bananas. As they ate them, 600 chewed hers' slowly.
"I can't believe that it's all gone. Everything. The tube I was born in, the tube you were born in, the room where 587 and I tied you to a stick above the experimental ant colony and left you hanging there for an hour."
"Great memories," 625 said only partially in jest. They sat in silence as they ate bananas and thought about their family and their home and wondering where fate would lead them now.
Several hours later, there was another rumble that alerted the two that the ship was setting down.
"I think we're setting down," 600 said.
"You're logic astounds me," 625 said sarcastically.
They lifted the top of the box and climbed out, finding the box left in a huge jungle for the moment. The two nodded to each other in an agreement to keep silent and ran into the forest. When they were at a safe distance, 600 raised her ears and listened. 625 made phony radar sounds as 600 turned her head. She ignored and finally pointed away.
"Eureka!" She cried.
"What? You found out that your theory about the moon indeed being made of green cheese is true?" 625 asked. 600 ignored him. Her expression turned to shock.
"It can't be. Follow me."
Stitch and Lilo were sitting on the hammock, not thinking of anything particular. The two screamed when a voice came from the shrubs.
"It is me, it is we, it is I, it is us," said a voice with a southern drawl.
"Who said that? Are you a demon? Can you wait for me to get my camera?" Lilo said excitedly.
"No, we're just two wayward experiments. And no, a demon would be far less sarcastic and piggish than he is," a feminine but strong voice said. Then an aquarium creature and a creature that looked exactly like Stitch in dog form but with teal fur and HUGE ears came out. Both wore black collars.
"600!" Stitch cried. He leapt from the hammock and dashed over to the big eared creature. The two embraced in a hug. 625 cleared his throat and Stitch turned to his closer-in-age sarcasm sack. The two smiled and shook paws.
"Stitch? Do you know these crazy things?" Lilo asked.
"They were two other experiments that Jumba made. This is 625 and this is 600," he explained.
"Genius, overachiever, and proud of it," 625 said pointing to himself. 600 rolled her eyes.
"Give him a sandwich and he'll shut up for 10 seconds," 600 whispered to Lilo.
The four settled down at the table in the kitchen. 625 was eating a sandwich (he'd been having serious withdrawals) and 600, Lilo, and Stitch had glasses of some kind of punch.
"It's great to see you guys again. Although you do look terrible and smell like rotten fruit. What happened, you slept in a crate of cherries?" Stitch asked his compatriots with a small laugh.
"Something like that," 600 told him.
"We sure didn't ride here first class on no zebra," 625 said with a mouthful of sandwich. At that point, Nani, Jumba, and Pleakley came into the kitchen. Nani saw the experiments and put her hand to her head.
"Aye aye aye. Lilo, are you going to invite every animal within a 5 mile radius of Hawaii into our home?"
"No, just the aliens and anything hurt," Lilo said seriously. Jumba stared at the two new aliens.
"625, 600! You're alive!" He exclaimed. He was glad to see even 625.
"Hello Jumba, it's been a while!" 600 said.
"We thought you'd gotten life in prison and were becoming more then friends with some other male prisoner. I guess I was right about everything except the prison and prisoner parts," 625 said with a look at Pleakley.
"Don't even think that! We're both completely straight!" The one eyed alien said.
The three experiments laughed hysterically. Both Jumba and Pleakley looked offended.
To be continued...
600 didn't open her eyes the next morning. She just wondered why she was in this hot, lumpy place. Then she remembered the events that had shattered her peaceful little world. And now something was holding her ear. She twitched it, but it stuck. 600 shot her eyes open to find 625 sleeping beside her in the bananas with her giant ear wrapped around him as a blanket. She decided to give him a rude awakening. She whispered to him as a mother whispers to a young child.
"625, time to wake up now and" (her voice began to rise here into a screech) "GET OFF OF MY EAR!!!!" The aquarium creature yelled and let go, scurrying to the other side of the crate and clutching his chest.
"Geez! Has a jab gone out of style as a wake-up-call already?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact. The day you came into my world," 600 answered matter-of-factly. 625 glared at her before digging through the piles of red fruit all around them.
"So, let's have breakfast. We'd have had food if you hadn't of thrown out my sandwich at the beginning. Ooh! We can have bananas, or bananas, or-joy of joys! Bananas!"
"Decisions, decisions," 600 said.
They settled on (think you can guess) bananas. As they ate them, 600 chewed hers' slowly.
"I can't believe that it's all gone. Everything. The tube I was born in, the tube you were born in, the room where 587 and I tied you to a stick above the experimental ant colony and left you hanging there for an hour."
"Great memories," 625 said only partially in jest. They sat in silence as they ate bananas and thought about their family and their home and wondering where fate would lead them now.
Several hours later, there was another rumble that alerted the two that the ship was setting down.
"I think we're setting down," 600 said.
"You're logic astounds me," 625 said sarcastically.
They lifted the top of the box and climbed out, finding the box left in a huge jungle for the moment. The two nodded to each other in an agreement to keep silent and ran into the forest. When they were at a safe distance, 600 raised her ears and listened. 625 made phony radar sounds as 600 turned her head. She ignored and finally pointed away.
"Eureka!" She cried.
"What? You found out that your theory about the moon indeed being made of green cheese is true?" 625 asked. 600 ignored him. Her expression turned to shock.
"It can't be. Follow me."
Stitch and Lilo were sitting on the hammock, not thinking of anything particular. The two screamed when a voice came from the shrubs.
"It is me, it is we, it is I, it is us," said a voice with a southern drawl.
"Who said that? Are you a demon? Can you wait for me to get my camera?" Lilo said excitedly.
"No, we're just two wayward experiments. And no, a demon would be far less sarcastic and piggish than he is," a feminine but strong voice said. Then an aquarium creature and a creature that looked exactly like Stitch in dog form but with teal fur and HUGE ears came out. Both wore black collars.
"600!" Stitch cried. He leapt from the hammock and dashed over to the big eared creature. The two embraced in a hug. 625 cleared his throat and Stitch turned to his closer-in-age sarcasm sack. The two smiled and shook paws.
"Stitch? Do you know these crazy things?" Lilo asked.
"They were two other experiments that Jumba made. This is 625 and this is 600," he explained.
"Genius, overachiever, and proud of it," 625 said pointing to himself. 600 rolled her eyes.
"Give him a sandwich and he'll shut up for 10 seconds," 600 whispered to Lilo.
The four settled down at the table in the kitchen. 625 was eating a sandwich (he'd been having serious withdrawals) and 600, Lilo, and Stitch had glasses of some kind of punch.
"It's great to see you guys again. Although you do look terrible and smell like rotten fruit. What happened, you slept in a crate of cherries?" Stitch asked his compatriots with a small laugh.
"Something like that," 600 told him.
"We sure didn't ride here first class on no zebra," 625 said with a mouthful of sandwich. At that point, Nani, Jumba, and Pleakley came into the kitchen. Nani saw the experiments and put her hand to her head.
"Aye aye aye. Lilo, are you going to invite every animal within a 5 mile radius of Hawaii into our home?"
"No, just the aliens and anything hurt," Lilo said seriously. Jumba stared at the two new aliens.
"625, 600! You're alive!" He exclaimed. He was glad to see even 625.
"Hello Jumba, it's been a while!" 600 said.
"We thought you'd gotten life in prison and were becoming more then friends with some other male prisoner. I guess I was right about everything except the prison and prisoner parts," 625 said with a look at Pleakley.
"Don't even think that! We're both completely straight!" The one eyed alien said.
The three experiments laughed hysterically. Both Jumba and Pleakley looked offended.
To be continued...