Chapter Introduction: From the confusion of the last chapter and into the general mellowness of this chapter! It goes pretty quickly (By my standards) and is toned-down. Several funny things happen here, to get away from the...well, you'll find out. Disclaimer can be seen last chapter.

Let's begin!!

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The hotel room was a mess. And when I say mess, I mean mess. There were random brochures and torn pages strewn about the room, somewhat crumpled, there was water leaking from under the bathroom door, there were clothes and pillow feathers everywhere, and the mini-bar was cleaned out of everything but the alcoholic drinks. Not too far from it, Tima was munching on a Rice Krispies Treat, trying to get what she thought a disgusting taste out of her mouth, thanks to a small bottle of Remy Martin. Since then she had decided that she did not like alcohol.
"Tima?"
The door eased open, revealing both Lilo and Stitch, who went out to buy some clothes for Tima. They dropped their shopping bags at the sight of the room, and Tima looked up at them innocently, obviously confused by their reaction. Because of this, she stood up and dropped her rice treat trying to follow suit.
"Tima.." Lilo said, picking up one of her favorite shirts. "What did you do?"
"Do?" she replied arily.
"What did you do, Tima?" Stitch interected, trying to sound stern. Tima just rocked to and fro while swinging her arms at her sides. She was confused again. Lilo sighed and took Tima's hand, making her sit on the bed next to her. Tima looked up at Lilo with a questioning look.
"Tima, you see this?" she said, speaking slowly and pointing animatedly at the room so that the words would register in Tima's mind. "You don't do this."
Tima nodded slowly, beginning to understand. Then she broke into tears.
"Tima, what's wrong?" Lilo exclaimed, a bit shocked by the behavior.
"Me...wrong! No do this no more! Pwomise!"
Silence overtook the room afterward, except for a sniffle here and there. Stitch sighed and climbed onto the bed next to Tima.
"Tima." he calmly said. "Do you remember much?"
"Remember?" the girl repeated, completely over the fact that she did something wrong. A thinking look came over her face. "Daddy."


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A young woman, that had to be at most seventeen, paraded up the hall, destined for Duke Red's office. She wore a military uniform that was one size too tight, had blazing red short hair and light blue eyes. In her arms a file was held, bearing random military data.

She just wanted to see the Duke, after all.

Pushing the door to the office open, she found the somewhat depressed Duke randomly sketching on a huge sketch pad. His hair was in a mess and his eyes had gone quite lifeless.
"Miss Luana." he said, placing his stick of charcoal down. "I wasn't expecting you."
The girl looked over the desk and at the sketchpad, bearing several pretty detailed sketches of Tima amidst random drawings of the Ziggurat. When the Duke was depressed, he got very artistic.
"Is something wrong?" Luana asked, resting on the desk.
"Tima is gone." the Duke replied blankly. Luana made her way around the desk and next to the Duke, bending a little so she could look at him from the side.
"She can be rebuilt."
"It takes a year to create--"
"Why don't we forget about dead little girls and think about living, breathing big girls?" Luana put her arms around the Duke, who shifted somewhat nervously. Smiling, she bit down on the Duke's ear. He jumped.
"Miss Luana--Ow! What are you...?"
Laughter filled the office on Luana's part, followed by an annoyed groan from the Duke.
"Miss Luana, I do not appreciate you doing things like that." he said sternly, returning to his sketch pad and pushing the young woman away. Luana edged away from the Duke, looking falsely hurt.
"Why, Dukie, I was trying to be nice." she whined, forcefully taking the Duke's hand in one swift movement. He pulled back.
"Miss Luana Celeste, you are dismissed."
"But--"
"You are dismissed."
Luana huffed and left the office, bumping into Rock some way down the hall.
"Hello, Rock." she said, smiling. Rock smiled back.
"He still hasn't caught on?"
"Nope." replied the redhead. "He still doesn't respond to my advances. I guess I'll have to try a different approach, then we can be a happy little family without a stupid little brat tagging along."
Rock was almost beside himself with joy.
"Do you remember the fire I told you I set the other day?"
"Yhea?"
"There was a girl that ran out of the building, as I was told by the firedifighters. It just so happens that she's this one girl that lived in the same neighbeorhood as me when we all were younger. Her name was Lilo."
"Lilo? The Pelekai girl, with the dog you told me about? Well, that information is pretty useless, but something might come up."
"Oh, I think something will. I saw her and that freaky dog get away with...it."
"Oh..."
"Well?"
"That's kind of a good thing, since I have another big plan."
"What is that?"
"It's a surprise. But either way, we have to get that thing back, because it's essential to my little creation."
"Little creation?"
"I told you, it's a surprise."
"Oh...Luana?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think he isn't responding because of your age?"
"Oh, I'll get him to respond, Rock. I'll get him to respond."

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Stitch sighed and went running off after Tima, who was slowly regaining speech. She was dressed in a light blue baby doll dress, and had on black rubber slippers, chasing after a bird.
"Tima!" the alien yelled, still running after the girl. She stopped dead and turned to Stitch, who had tripped foward at the sudden stop.
"Stitch, I remember more things now." she said triumphantly. "Daddy's name was Duke Red. His real first name was Alexander."
There was some silence.
"Alexander?" repeated Stitch, somewhat shocked. He always thought the Duke was just...the Duke. "But--"
"Everyone likes to call him Duke Red because it's better than Alexander. Yes, Duke Red fits him better...he's a leader. Where's Lilo?"
Lilo came jogging over, looking very disheveled.
"Do you guys know the meaning of wait?! Geez, I run, and I run and I run...you aren't even tired!"
"Lilo!" Tima exclaimed. "Lilo, I remember you too! I'm remembering lots of things. See, I can do this!"
Tima rolls around in the grass then sits up, proud of herself. Much silence follows this random act.
"Tima, do you want to get something to eat?" Lilo says, picking Tima up. Tima nods.
"Where?"
"Wherever you want, I guess." replies Lilo.

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Stitch is waiting outside of a very, very, VERY upscale resturaunt. Inside, Lilo and Tima are going over the menu.
"Tima..." Lilo says, looking worried. "There's nothing under thirty dollars on this menu..."
Tima nods.
"I know. Daddy used to take me here when he'd let me come see what he was working on."
A waiter came up, looking pale. He was obviously 'Tripping' over Tima.
"M-Miss...are you really Tima Red?"
"Why, yes."
"Then what is the Duke's favorite flower!?"
"He loves white roses..."
"He never told that to anyone but me! Anyone!"
"Are you Jerry? I was there when he told you, remember? I accidentally spilt my juice on you. Oh, yhea, sorry."
The waiter turned pale and ran off, screaming. Tima and Lilo looked at each other and laughed.
"Lilo, why is everyone afraid of me?" Tima asked. "I don't look harmful, do I? And where's my daddy?"
"Actually..." Lilo said, "That's really hard to explain. Like why I look older, and everything seems so new to you."
Another waiter came around, and shakily asked for the girl's orders. Tima was the first, and she didn't order anything lunchlike, that's for sure.
"I'd like a banana split with no whipped cream and extra hot fudge...wait, extra hot fudge and no whipped cream, with with french fries and a glass of ginger ale."
"W-We don't have that..." the waiter said. "but o-of course, anything for the D-Duke's daughter...and y-you, miss?"
Lilo smiled.
"I just want a plate of cut fruit."
"Will that be all?"
"Yes."
The waiter almost ran away from the table, clutching his checkbook for dear life. About ten minutes later, he came back with the food, placing it gently on the table.
"On you father's tab, Tima?"
"Yes sir! Oooh, this looks good...thank you!"
"Yourwelcomemisstima." the waiter said, running back into the back, where the offices were. He immediately picked up the phone and dialed the Duke's office.
"Hello?" The Duke's voice was still depressed.
"Um, Duke Red...there's a girl her, claiming to be Tima...but the thing is, she looks exactly like her! Like a ghost! She even ordered miss Tima's usual!"
"Really? Tell her to stay there, I'll be there soon!" there was a ray of hope in the Duke's tone of voice upon hearing about his daughter.
"Sir, you don't really think that this girl--"
"She is Tima! I know she is! Just...just hang up!"

Click.

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Lilo and Tima left the resturaunt, still giggling about how everyone treated Tima like some sort of mob boss.
"Tima." Stitch said. "Lilo and Tima. What are you laughing about?"
"The..." giggled Lilo, "The waiters were acting like Tima was going to shoot them or something!"
Lilo and Tima broke into a fit of laughter.
"I've remembered much more than I thought I could...thank you."
The group headed back for the hotel--the day was going their way.

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The waiter ran back to the table to find that the girls had left, and almost commited suicide on the spot. The Duke ran through the door in all his depressed-hopeful glory, looking at the waiter.
"Where is she?"
"I think she left while I was on the phone, Duke Red... she was right here with another girl--"
"Another girl? How'd she look?"
"Well, hawaiian, with long black hair and brown eyes...she was around eighteen, I'd say--"
"That's Lilo! Why, if I had known she was here...Tima probably escaped from the fire and come upon her somehow...what luck! I'll just find Lilo and everything will be fine. She's like a second daughter to me, you know, but I havn't seen her since the...you know...when I moved away?"
"The fire?"
"Yes...well, I'm going to search the hotel records and try to find her--she doesn't live here, I know that..."
"But how can you be so sure?"
"Its been twenty-four hours. She wouldn't stay with a stranger, now, would she? That's my Tima."

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Luana sat at her desk, a crystal globe in her hands.
"The world in my hands...soon, everything will be perfect... when I get that little brat-thing back in my hands, it will be time. The Duke won't even know what hit him...It'll be...my little surprise..."

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AN: Well, what did you think? This was a very mellow chapter. And quite frankly, I don't think there's anything else to say on that matter. Miss Luana...there's something for you to think on. An enigma.
Well, I'm out.

Thanks for reading!!