A/N I'm back (miracle of miracles) and the only reason is that my parents aren't here. Short, short note today. Mahalo to my reviewers and friends who've been readin' this story and "Partner in Crime". I love you people! My mom says she's thinking about getting a scanner. I hope she does so I can start a side7 site (I can finally do something with all those notebooks of drawings.hopefully ). So long everybody and I hope you like this chapter!

"Not quite so threatening when she's asleep, is she?" 593 listened irritably to the voices of Nani and Istari in the kitchen doorway. She considered jumping up and breaking something, but Pish wouldn't be too happy about it.

"Do I smell bacon? And toast? Bacon sandwiches are very good, you know." 593 watched Nani hand Owen a loaf of bread and a plate through slitted eyes. She wondered for a moment why on Earth he had such a liking for sandwiches, then decided it was just another strange mystery of the universe. Sighing, she rolled herself off of the couch pillow where she had been curled. Though she made no effort to hurry, she still beat the rest of the family to the table. She sat glowering as everyone else grabbed plates and dug into to the huge breakfast Nani and Istari had prepared.

593 stared at her gathered bacon, the only thing she really liked. Irritably, she nibbled at it before pushing it away and making her way outside. She felt so nervous, maybe it was the people. She didn't notice the swell of sound as the door behind her swung open.

Stitch bit his lip as he approached 593 on the front steps. He worried about her constantly. She seemed so unhappy, so edgy. She didn't turn around as her approached her. Drawing up all his courage, he reached out to tap her shoulder.

593 jumped at the unexpected touch and whirled around, instinctively slashing out with her razor sharp claws.

Stitch fell back in surprise as her claws cut into his skin. He stared at the cut on his chest as it began to bleed, then looked up at 593. She stood over him, seeming thoroughly confused. "Stitch, I-" she stopped and her eyes widened. "Blood." without a word she turned and fled under the porch.

Stitch watched her go, equally confused. He had never been cut before. He wasn't supposed to get cut. Scared out of his wits, he jumped to his feet and left in search of Jumba.

"Now, I'm thinking we should start on those tests-" Jumba turned away from Owen and Peka as the door burst open, revealing Stitch in a full-blown panic. Lilo followed close behind him.

"Jumba! Something's wrong!" the scientist bent down next to the frightened alien.

"What is it? What is going on?" Stitch presented his bleeding chest to his creator. Lilo burst into tears and clutched at her friend.

"He's bleeding! I thought he wasn't supposed to bleed!" Jumba smiled and picked the two up, sitting them on the counter next to Peka and Owen. Carefully, he inspected the injury through the blue fur blanketing Stitch's chest. Finally he straightened and turned away to a nearby cabinet.

"W-what's wrong with me?" Stitch stammered. Peka and Owen watched wide- eyed. Jumba turned back to them feigning serious worry, a needle and thread in hand.

"Well, you are getting stitches. (No pun intended! ) it will hurt, and it may take while." He took Lilo by the hand and turned her away, Owen turned pale and joined her. "I honestly never thought I'd be doing this.now tell me what happened while I fix you."

'What was that.I'm not supposed to hurt people. I promised Pish.' 593 huddled in the shadows, talking to herself. She rarely did it, only when she was confused. "I didn't mean to. Why did I do that." she turned away as Pish stuck his head under the porch.

"593.can I talk to you?"

"No."

"You didn't do anything wrong. Come out."

"Yes I did. And I enjoyed it!" she growled, trying to appear vicious.

"Nonsense, if you enjoyed it you wouldn't be out here." 593 hesitated before dropping her villain act. Pish knew her well enough to tell what she was feeling.

"He's probably mad at me, Pish. When someone's mad, someone else always gets hurt." Pish watched her thoughtfully.

"Stitch has already gotten hurt. He's not angry with you. No one is." 593 turned her head towards him slightly.

"Would he forgive me?"

"I don't know. But it's worth a try. Why not go apologize?" 593 sighed and gave in. she crawled into the open and looked up at Pish.

"Okay. You know.Stitch isn't really as bad as he seems." Pish smiled after her as she disappeared inside.

"No one's as bad as they seem."

A/N whoa.that came outta nowhere! Hope it was good! The next chapter will be better and will probably have some actual relevance to the title. Still considering 593's names (Naphtali, Una, Trish, Eislyn, and Twyla so far. Twyla and Eislyn are new ones, but I just can't seem to decide.) Next chapter may be postponed until I decide, we'll see. Well, for now. Aloha!