Night had fallen once again but no bright spirits of the moon and stars glittered in the blackness of the storm over head, waves high and menacing slammed against the rocks of the island coast as the winds sent salty spray high into the air. In the darkened cabin area of a lone battle ship soft snorings were heard as they mixed with the soft beeping of a small heart monitor on a bedside table, all but one had fallen into deep slumbers and that was Jumba Jookiba who had agreed to take the first watch over the gravely ill Gantu. Lilo had originally volunteered to go first but Jumba said no since she was too young to be saying up so late but mostly Nani would kill him if he let her little sister stay up past her bed time. The doctor yawned and shifted his weight a bit as he looked over at his unlikely patient who lay in a deep but troubled sleep, at many times during their stay he had questioned why he was agreeing to help someone who had done so much to them but deep in his heart Jumba remembered the answer to that question. He didn't really know much about Gantu's past but still he knew what the ex-captain must be feeling, he was truly all alone on the forgin world and must long for the company of his own kind. Sure Jumba had found a wonderful earth family who cared about him but still he did get a little homesick, leaning over Jumba checked Gantu's vitals to make sure he was still stable when he was slightly startled by a weak but still strong voice.
"Why…are you doing this…for me?"
Jumba looked down to see that Gantu hadn't really fallen asleep after all and was looking up at him in silent agony, he could see the pain remained strong in his milky blue eyes but not of the illness.
"Good or bad…you are still living creature." the doctor replied as he leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest looking away.
"Why?…you all hate me…everyone does…you have no idea what I've gone through…mocked, humiliated…laughed at.'' the gray creature wheezed out as if he had not the strength to speak any louder.
Jumba's lower lip tightened as those words flowed into his ears and his head dropped slowly, a suttle sigh escaped his mouth as he kept his four eyes on the cold steel floor below his feet.
"More than you are knowing." Jumba blew slowly as he looked back over at Gantu who had shifted about causing the droplets of sweat to trickle down his face. "More than you are knowing.''
I'm a little boy with glasses, the one they call a "geek."
A little girl who never smiles cause I've got braces on my teeth
And I know how it feels to cry myself to sleep.
I'm that kid on every play ground who's always chosen last,
A single teenaged mother try'n to over come my past.
You don't have to be my friend, it's it too much to ask?
Back when he was a young genetist Jumba already had a brilliant mind and was swift at understanding the ways of DNA and the simple building blocks of life, he worked for hours in his lab combining, creating new life and was to make his creatures stronger. A mind so advanced he could revolutionize the field of genetic engineering but his colleges never saw it that way, no one did. Their close minds labeled him a monster, a freak and a Frankenstein given not more dignity than the creations he brought into existence. They deemed him insane and forced him to resign or as they put it he had just been studying too hard, not even the woman he once loved understood him as all he wanted was to pursue his dreams and scale even greater highs. She never saw him for what he truly was, no only as the idiot mad scientist the media had slapped him with when he was finally arrested for creating 626.
Jumba and Gantu looked at each other in silence and wondering if they both had more in common than they let on, as they all walked down the road of life they soon would learn that the pains and sorrows felt by one was shared by all.
Don't laugh at me don't call me names,
Don't get your pleasure from my pain.
In God's eyes we're all the same,
Someday we'll all have perfect wings.
Don't laugh at me.
"Jumba?" a child's voice called out from the shadows of the cabin room around them, Jumba looked about as he snapped back to reality.
Lilo yawned as she rubbed her eyes and walked over to where her adopted uncle sat leaving Stitch to snort and loll his feet in the air as he slept, leaning forward Jumba scooped her up in his arms and sat her in his lap.
"Little girl what are you doing up?" he asked as he slowly wiped a few strains of hair out of her eyes.
"Couldn't sleep…Stitch keeps snoring in my ears…how's Gantu?" Lilo asked as she looked over where he lay with a damp cloth on his head.
"Have got him stable,'' Jumba said solemnly as he too looked over at the ailing creature. "but has long way to go."
I'm that cripple on the corner, you pass me on the street
And I wouldn't be out here begging if I had enough to eat.
And don't think I don't notice that our eyes never meet.
Lost my wife and little boy when someone crossed that yellow line,
The day we laid them in the ground is the day I lost my mind,
Right now I'm down to holding this little cardboard sign.
Lilo sighed and hopped down off Jumba knee and went over to the other side of the bed and found 625 sleeping close to his partner's side, climbing up beside him the girl rubbed his warm fur. He deserved a good sleep after all he had to of gone through to get to and bring them all here as she knelt beside the ex-captain's massive head who feeling the weight of her body against the mattress lolled over and looked at her. Lilo stared back into his eyes as if searching for something in the depths of his soul, rather than judge and dismiss him she tried to understand him like she did her best friend and wondered what made him what he was today. Gantu on the other hand was thinking the same thing about this little earth form as how could her young innocent looking face be so heavy with trials and burden.
Don't laugh at me, don't call me names.
Don't get your pleasure from my pain,
In God's eyes we're all the same.
Some day we'll all have perfect wings,
Don't laugh at me.
"Did you have any friends when you were little?" she asked softly and carefully as he coughed and moaned a bit.
Gantu shook his head slowly not knowing why she was even bothering with him, as far as he was concerned he was beyond help or and ounce of compassion from anyone. It never happened in his younger years so why should it start now?
"I-I know how you feel Gantu," Lilo began as she sat down and put her hands in her lap. "I never had any friends at all either and really I don't have any now besides Stitch, my other friends don't ever want me around. They always treat me different and run away from me.''
Gantu's eyes twitched a bit when she said that as he watched and listened to her speak it was like she was telling his own childhood story, she fiddled with her dress a bit as she sighed seeming to not know where to go from there.
"They call me Weird-Lo no matter how nice I am to them…all I want is for them to like me…I try everything but nothing works…." Lilo sniffled a little remembering all the times they had been so mean and left her out of everything, raising a hand she wiped her eye. "…Myrtle wouldn't even invite me to her birthday party.''
Don't laugh at me, don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain.
In God's eyes we're all the same,
Someday we'll all have perfect wings.
Don't laugh at me.
Feeling left out, abandoned and hurt were things the captain knew all too well, he's heart made cold and dark by the agony the walk of living had put him through. To know the suffering of another young misunderstood soul as Lilo looked over at him with a tear sliding down her face was some how comforting, his adult self remained unmoved and firm but deep down his little lost boy cried with her.
I'm fat, I'm thin, I'm short, I'm tall,
I'm deaf, I'm blind…hey aren't we all?
Lilo always saw the good in others no matter how mean or uncaring they seemed looking at Gantu now the child saw that he was not evil nor was he ever, like her he had been left behind and forgotten about. Lilo recalled saying once that all Gantu needed was a hug just to know someone out there was thinking about him and he was not all alone in the world, being a deathly sick as he was…would that simple token of affection help now?
Don't laugh at me, don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain…
Slowly and shakily the young girl crawled over and with a soft sniff lay the side of her face against Gantu massive head, rubbing her cheek just above his now closed eye as a single tear of his own leaked out and slid with a twinkle down his face.
In God's eyes we're all the same,
Someday we'll all have perfect wings.
She hugged him tight with all her short arms could muster as she even felt him leaning slightly into her tiny embrace, Jumba who had been dozing in the chair snored awake and looked about to see where Lilo went all of a sudden. Looking over he smiled as he found his adopted niece fast asleep and laying against Gantu's ear.
Don't laugh at me…
Only a half hour after the thick heavy blanket of sleep covered Jumba as well he was woken up by Lilo's shouts and someone shaking him aggressively, waking up with a start the doctor looked down and saw it was 625 who had the worst look of panic on his face.
"Jumba!! Something's wrong with the heart machine!!" Lilo exclaimed as she pointed a finger to the bedside table.
Looking over in an instant all four of his four eyes shot open wider, as he heard a long flat beep as the green line on the monitor was no longer creating pulse waves which meant only one thing.
"Oh no…he's going flat line!!" the doctor said as he jumped up out of his chair.
"What's that mean??" Lilo asked as 625 was running around waking Pleakley and Stitch up, on the verge of loosing it himself.
"It means Gantu's heart is stopped!," he answered as he rushed past her. "he's dying!!"
Don't Laugh at Me song lyrics © to Mark Wills
"Why…are you doing this…for me?"
Jumba looked down to see that Gantu hadn't really fallen asleep after all and was looking up at him in silent agony, he could see the pain remained strong in his milky blue eyes but not of the illness.
"Good or bad…you are still living creature." the doctor replied as he leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest looking away.
"Why?…you all hate me…everyone does…you have no idea what I've gone through…mocked, humiliated…laughed at.'' the gray creature wheezed out as if he had not the strength to speak any louder.
Jumba's lower lip tightened as those words flowed into his ears and his head dropped slowly, a suttle sigh escaped his mouth as he kept his four eyes on the cold steel floor below his feet.
"More than you are knowing." Jumba blew slowly as he looked back over at Gantu who had shifted about causing the droplets of sweat to trickle down his face. "More than you are knowing.''
I'm a little boy with glasses, the one they call a "geek."
A little girl who never smiles cause I've got braces on my teeth
And I know how it feels to cry myself to sleep.
I'm that kid on every play ground who's always chosen last,
A single teenaged mother try'n to over come my past.
You don't have to be my friend, it's it too much to ask?
Back when he was a young genetist Jumba already had a brilliant mind and was swift at understanding the ways of DNA and the simple building blocks of life, he worked for hours in his lab combining, creating new life and was to make his creatures stronger. A mind so advanced he could revolutionize the field of genetic engineering but his colleges never saw it that way, no one did. Their close minds labeled him a monster, a freak and a Frankenstein given not more dignity than the creations he brought into existence. They deemed him insane and forced him to resign or as they put it he had just been studying too hard, not even the woman he once loved understood him as all he wanted was to pursue his dreams and scale even greater highs. She never saw him for what he truly was, no only as the idiot mad scientist the media had slapped him with when he was finally arrested for creating 626.
Jumba and Gantu looked at each other in silence and wondering if they both had more in common than they let on, as they all walked down the road of life they soon would learn that the pains and sorrows felt by one was shared by all.
Don't laugh at me don't call me names,
Don't get your pleasure from my pain.
In God's eyes we're all the same,
Someday we'll all have perfect wings.
Don't laugh at me.
"Jumba?" a child's voice called out from the shadows of the cabin room around them, Jumba looked about as he snapped back to reality.
Lilo yawned as she rubbed her eyes and walked over to where her adopted uncle sat leaving Stitch to snort and loll his feet in the air as he slept, leaning forward Jumba scooped her up in his arms and sat her in his lap.
"Little girl what are you doing up?" he asked as he slowly wiped a few strains of hair out of her eyes.
"Couldn't sleep…Stitch keeps snoring in my ears…how's Gantu?" Lilo asked as she looked over where he lay with a damp cloth on his head.
"Have got him stable,'' Jumba said solemnly as he too looked over at the ailing creature. "but has long way to go."
I'm that cripple on the corner, you pass me on the street
And I wouldn't be out here begging if I had enough to eat.
And don't think I don't notice that our eyes never meet.
Lost my wife and little boy when someone crossed that yellow line,
The day we laid them in the ground is the day I lost my mind,
Right now I'm down to holding this little cardboard sign.
Lilo sighed and hopped down off Jumba knee and went over to the other side of the bed and found 625 sleeping close to his partner's side, climbing up beside him the girl rubbed his warm fur. He deserved a good sleep after all he had to of gone through to get to and bring them all here as she knelt beside the ex-captain's massive head who feeling the weight of her body against the mattress lolled over and looked at her. Lilo stared back into his eyes as if searching for something in the depths of his soul, rather than judge and dismiss him she tried to understand him like she did her best friend and wondered what made him what he was today. Gantu on the other hand was thinking the same thing about this little earth form as how could her young innocent looking face be so heavy with trials and burden.
Don't laugh at me, don't call me names.
Don't get your pleasure from my pain,
In God's eyes we're all the same.
Some day we'll all have perfect wings,
Don't laugh at me.
"Did you have any friends when you were little?" she asked softly and carefully as he coughed and moaned a bit.
Gantu shook his head slowly not knowing why she was even bothering with him, as far as he was concerned he was beyond help or and ounce of compassion from anyone. It never happened in his younger years so why should it start now?
"I-I know how you feel Gantu," Lilo began as she sat down and put her hands in her lap. "I never had any friends at all either and really I don't have any now besides Stitch, my other friends don't ever want me around. They always treat me different and run away from me.''
Gantu's eyes twitched a bit when she said that as he watched and listened to her speak it was like she was telling his own childhood story, she fiddled with her dress a bit as she sighed seeming to not know where to go from there.
"They call me Weird-Lo no matter how nice I am to them…all I want is for them to like me…I try everything but nothing works…." Lilo sniffled a little remembering all the times they had been so mean and left her out of everything, raising a hand she wiped her eye. "…Myrtle wouldn't even invite me to her birthday party.''
Don't laugh at me, don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain.
In God's eyes we're all the same,
Someday we'll all have perfect wings.
Don't laugh at me.
Feeling left out, abandoned and hurt were things the captain knew all too well, he's heart made cold and dark by the agony the walk of living had put him through. To know the suffering of another young misunderstood soul as Lilo looked over at him with a tear sliding down her face was some how comforting, his adult self remained unmoved and firm but deep down his little lost boy cried with her.
I'm fat, I'm thin, I'm short, I'm tall,
I'm deaf, I'm blind…hey aren't we all?
Lilo always saw the good in others no matter how mean or uncaring they seemed looking at Gantu now the child saw that he was not evil nor was he ever, like her he had been left behind and forgotten about. Lilo recalled saying once that all Gantu needed was a hug just to know someone out there was thinking about him and he was not all alone in the world, being a deathly sick as he was…would that simple token of affection help now?
Don't laugh at me, don't call me names
Don't get your pleasure from my pain…
Slowly and shakily the young girl crawled over and with a soft sniff lay the side of her face against Gantu massive head, rubbing her cheek just above his now closed eye as a single tear of his own leaked out and slid with a twinkle down his face.
In God's eyes we're all the same,
Someday we'll all have perfect wings.
She hugged him tight with all her short arms could muster as she even felt him leaning slightly into her tiny embrace, Jumba who had been dozing in the chair snored awake and looked about to see where Lilo went all of a sudden. Looking over he smiled as he found his adopted niece fast asleep and laying against Gantu's ear.
Don't laugh at me…
Only a half hour after the thick heavy blanket of sleep covered Jumba as well he was woken up by Lilo's shouts and someone shaking him aggressively, waking up with a start the doctor looked down and saw it was 625 who had the worst look of panic on his face.
"Jumba!! Something's wrong with the heart machine!!" Lilo exclaimed as she pointed a finger to the bedside table.
Looking over in an instant all four of his four eyes shot open wider, as he heard a long flat beep as the green line on the monitor was no longer creating pulse waves which meant only one thing.
"Oh no…he's going flat line!!" the doctor said as he jumped up out of his chair.
"What's that mean??" Lilo asked as 625 was running around waking Pleakley and Stitch up, on the verge of loosing it himself.
"It means Gantu's heart is stopped!," he answered as he rushed past her. "he's dying!!"
Don't Laugh at Me song lyrics © to Mark Wills