A/N good evening, ladies. Betcha didn't expect to hear my enticing southern
accent again so soon, did ya? Before I start this chapter, I have a favor
to ask of you readers (and my fellow authors of course.I love that word.aw-
thur.). Took, Stitch, Peka, Lilo, and me are trying to decide on a name for
593. I mean, come on. If I have a name, she should definitely have on too.
We've considered a few, (Naphtali, Una, several others that were actually
insults aimed at me and Stitch.from me and Stitch) and we need opinions and
suggestions. We can't agree on anything, but I guess that that's what makes
us a family, huh? So leave a review or email Took and me. I'd better quit
rambling and save that for the story cause Took's giving me that insane "I-
haven't-killed-anyone-for-three-days-so-you're-next" look.
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'This really bites.' I had been inhaling Tums for the last hour and a half. That wasn't so pretty swimmin' with my dinner. I flushed and staggered back to our room, wishing that I had paid attention to Peka and Lilo always nagging me about my eating habits.
I spent a few minutes fumbling with the knob, thinkin' that I had been once again locked out by Stitch and 593 (those two were quit the pranksters these days). I let go and plopped to the carpet in defeat. Looked like I was spendin' the night in the hall. Muttering foully at those two, I stretched out against the wall, lettin' the warm breeze from the open window hit me full in the face. I was just startin' to feel drowsy when the door next to me creaked open. I sat up and growled a little, expectin' to see Stitch grinnin' from ear to ear at his little joke.but there was no one there. Now, I must say now that I don't really believe in ghosts or any of that mumbo jumbo, but right then I was thoroughly frightened. Doors openin' on their own in the middle of the night isn't exactly what you'd call normal.
Cautiously I inched into the room, determined to see if I was being had. Unfortunately for me I was a lot wider than the crack in the door (guess it comes from all those sandwiches. Oh well, more alien to love!). I tried suckin' it in, but that didn't work and ended up with me tripping on the rug and flying face first into something huge and scaly.
"Watch it shrimp!" he hissed. I hadn't known it right then. But this was Randall Boggs, my future partner/nemesis. I just kinda stared at him. Never in my life had I seen anything so.threatening yet huggable at the same time (I can just picture him coming at me with a plasma cannon and Peka flyin' outta nowhere goin' "Aw.Randall-poo, you're so ADORABLE!" Now that's scary.)
"Um, what are you doin' in our bedroom?" I asked, not botherin' to keep my voice down. He rolled his eyes and clamped a hand over my mouth.
"I'm trying to get into the closet, you imbecile."
"Why? There's nothin' in there but junk and records." I wasn't quite gettin' it. He seemed awfully edgy about somethin' and kept glancin' at the closet.
"Any minute now that door's going to open and I'm going through it understand?" he narrowed his eyes at me and thought for a minute. I'll bet that took a LOT of effort. I really wanted to kick the guy in the stomach, but I also wanted to throw up again, so I just sat there and stared off into space. "And you're coming with me." before I had the slightest clue what he'd said he was gone and some one was draggin' me towards the corner. I felt the hand go over my mouth again as the closet door opened.
"Yeah, I'll be there in a minute." I watched a small green.thing walk into the room with a microphone and stool. "Hey! Hey!!" he waved the microphone at my sleeping friends. "Come on, somebody had to have caffeine at dinner, wake up!" no one moved, except Stitch who just rolled over and kicked at me. I guess he didn't realize that I wasn't there. The green guy shrugged and dragged his stool towards the door. I tried to yell out, but only managed a squeak. Randall hoisted me up off the ground and slipped through the door behind him.
Now, I know what you're thinking.little aquamarine alien, weird lizard guy, and green beach ball person all stuck in a closet together.not too comfy. That wasn't exactly the case. What was in that closet was a whole other world. I twisted around to the door as it closed.just in time to see Peka sit bolt upright, screaming.
"OWEN!"
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(Took- since you weren't there, I'll do this part for you, Owen.)
"What is it?" Lilo asked Peka, trying to calm the little green alien.
"I-I don't know. I must have been dreaming."
"Tell us about it." 593 suggested (Peka had thoroughly woken them both) Peka sighed and curled up next to them.
"There was this guy.he looked a lot like Pish, but he was different somehow. Meaner. He grabbed Owen and just sorta.went invisible. Then the closet opened up and this little green guy came out with a microphone, trying to wake him up. After a few seconds he went back into the closet and Owen went too .I think the guy took him." She fell into silence. "I know, it's stupid."
"No it's not." Lilo assured her. "Hey Stitch! Owen wake up!" Stitch's head appeared from the top bunk.
"He's not here.he wasn't feeling good earlier, he's probably in the bathroom." He dropped to the floor and disappeared in the hallway. Peka turned to the other two girls.
"Something's not right." they waited.
"It was just a dream." They waited more.
"Stitch is sure taking his time." They fell silent as they heard the sound of footsteps approaching in the hall. Stitch came in a minute later, shaking his head confusedly. "What is it?"
"I can't find Owen. He's not in the bathroom or the other bedrooms, he's not outside.it's just like he disappeared." Peka stared at him in horror.
"It wasn't a dream!" 593 sighed and crossed the room.
"Peka, he's not in the closet." She pulled it open, revealing Lilo and Stitch's junk collection. "See?" Peka stared for a moment before climbing into the top bunk. She curled up in Owen's usual spot and began to cry silently. The others looked on, not quite understanding why she was upset. She ignored them.
"I was right.he's gone. I just don't understand. It's like the closet just.just swallowed him or something."
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A/N *ooh!* Me and Randall heading to wherever it is we're goin'! You know, Took, I was reading your Lord of the Rings Mary Sue and I have one question.
Took- Yes?
Owen- Did you eat a lot of paint chips when you were a kid?
Took- BWAHAHA!!!.Why?
Owen- nevermind. Mahalo to reviewers and Took's friends! I'm gonna go now. I've only had two sandwiches today and I feel like I'm gonna faint. Aloha y'all!
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'This really bites.' I had been inhaling Tums for the last hour and a half. That wasn't so pretty swimmin' with my dinner. I flushed and staggered back to our room, wishing that I had paid attention to Peka and Lilo always nagging me about my eating habits.
I spent a few minutes fumbling with the knob, thinkin' that I had been once again locked out by Stitch and 593 (those two were quit the pranksters these days). I let go and plopped to the carpet in defeat. Looked like I was spendin' the night in the hall. Muttering foully at those two, I stretched out against the wall, lettin' the warm breeze from the open window hit me full in the face. I was just startin' to feel drowsy when the door next to me creaked open. I sat up and growled a little, expectin' to see Stitch grinnin' from ear to ear at his little joke.but there was no one there. Now, I must say now that I don't really believe in ghosts or any of that mumbo jumbo, but right then I was thoroughly frightened. Doors openin' on their own in the middle of the night isn't exactly what you'd call normal.
Cautiously I inched into the room, determined to see if I was being had. Unfortunately for me I was a lot wider than the crack in the door (guess it comes from all those sandwiches. Oh well, more alien to love!). I tried suckin' it in, but that didn't work and ended up with me tripping on the rug and flying face first into something huge and scaly.
"Watch it shrimp!" he hissed. I hadn't known it right then. But this was Randall Boggs, my future partner/nemesis. I just kinda stared at him. Never in my life had I seen anything so.threatening yet huggable at the same time (I can just picture him coming at me with a plasma cannon and Peka flyin' outta nowhere goin' "Aw.Randall-poo, you're so ADORABLE!" Now that's scary.)
"Um, what are you doin' in our bedroom?" I asked, not botherin' to keep my voice down. He rolled his eyes and clamped a hand over my mouth.
"I'm trying to get into the closet, you imbecile."
"Why? There's nothin' in there but junk and records." I wasn't quite gettin' it. He seemed awfully edgy about somethin' and kept glancin' at the closet.
"Any minute now that door's going to open and I'm going through it understand?" he narrowed his eyes at me and thought for a minute. I'll bet that took a LOT of effort. I really wanted to kick the guy in the stomach, but I also wanted to throw up again, so I just sat there and stared off into space. "And you're coming with me." before I had the slightest clue what he'd said he was gone and some one was draggin' me towards the corner. I felt the hand go over my mouth again as the closet door opened.
"Yeah, I'll be there in a minute." I watched a small green.thing walk into the room with a microphone and stool. "Hey! Hey!!" he waved the microphone at my sleeping friends. "Come on, somebody had to have caffeine at dinner, wake up!" no one moved, except Stitch who just rolled over and kicked at me. I guess he didn't realize that I wasn't there. The green guy shrugged and dragged his stool towards the door. I tried to yell out, but only managed a squeak. Randall hoisted me up off the ground and slipped through the door behind him.
Now, I know what you're thinking.little aquamarine alien, weird lizard guy, and green beach ball person all stuck in a closet together.not too comfy. That wasn't exactly the case. What was in that closet was a whole other world. I twisted around to the door as it closed.just in time to see Peka sit bolt upright, screaming.
"OWEN!"
***
(Took- since you weren't there, I'll do this part for you, Owen.)
"What is it?" Lilo asked Peka, trying to calm the little green alien.
"I-I don't know. I must have been dreaming."
"Tell us about it." 593 suggested (Peka had thoroughly woken them both) Peka sighed and curled up next to them.
"There was this guy.he looked a lot like Pish, but he was different somehow. Meaner. He grabbed Owen and just sorta.went invisible. Then the closet opened up and this little green guy came out with a microphone, trying to wake him up. After a few seconds he went back into the closet and Owen went too .I think the guy took him." She fell into silence. "I know, it's stupid."
"No it's not." Lilo assured her. "Hey Stitch! Owen wake up!" Stitch's head appeared from the top bunk.
"He's not here.he wasn't feeling good earlier, he's probably in the bathroom." He dropped to the floor and disappeared in the hallway. Peka turned to the other two girls.
"Something's not right." they waited.
"It was just a dream." They waited more.
"Stitch is sure taking his time." They fell silent as they heard the sound of footsteps approaching in the hall. Stitch came in a minute later, shaking his head confusedly. "What is it?"
"I can't find Owen. He's not in the bathroom or the other bedrooms, he's not outside.it's just like he disappeared." Peka stared at him in horror.
"It wasn't a dream!" 593 sighed and crossed the room.
"Peka, he's not in the closet." She pulled it open, revealing Lilo and Stitch's junk collection. "See?" Peka stared for a moment before climbing into the top bunk. She curled up in Owen's usual spot and began to cry silently. The others looked on, not quite understanding why she was upset. She ignored them.
"I was right.he's gone. I just don't understand. It's like the closet just.just swallowed him or something."
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A/N *ooh!* Me and Randall heading to wherever it is we're goin'! You know, Took, I was reading your Lord of the Rings Mary Sue and I have one question.
Took- Yes?
Owen- Did you eat a lot of paint chips when you were a kid?
Took- BWAHAHA!!!.Why?
Owen- nevermind. Mahalo to reviewers and Took's friends! I'm gonna go now. I've only had two sandwiches today and I feel like I'm gonna faint. Aloha y'all!
