Reformation, Chapter 2

First Impressions.

Stitch was in the process of waking. He was groggy and disoriented. He lay wherever he was at with his eyes closed. He heard voices.

"What do you think he is Charley?"

"I don't know, Marge. He talks, and walks. My dog can't drive anything. He has no identification, and nothing to go by. It's very weird... Kinda like those other two we had in here that went by the names Bonnie and Clyde. Remember them?"

"Yeah, I do. You're right, it's very odd. How many of these 'people' live on this island anyway?"

"I hate to guess but-" Charley was cut off by a stirring in the holding cell where Stitch lay. Stitch sat up, and finally opened his eyes, to see two police officers gazing at him through...bars?

"Well, Hello there! Welcome back to the world!", exclaimed Charley.

Stitch rubbed his throbbing head, "Wh- Where am I?" A couple blinks later, everything came rushing back to him.

Charley spoke up, "You are in a holding cell in the Hawaii State prison. You've been charged with reckless driving, failure to provide licensing and insurance, and operating an unregistered motor vehicle. Do you have someone you can call to provide some kind of Identification?"

"Oha-" Stitch stopped short, remembering how Lilo treated him. Sure, he wasn't being very nice, but that's no reason to treat him the way she did... is it? Nope, this time he decided to do this on his own. "Naga. Nobody to call."

"Very well, what did you say your name was?"

"Stitch" was the simple reply.

"Stitch? Stitch what?" inquired the officer.

"Just Stitch."

"Very well, Stitch. Marge is going to take you to the record room and book you. You will be held in Hawaii State prison until you go before a judge to plead your case. Until then, be on your best behaviour. Do you understand everything I just said?"

"Ih. Stitch good. Stitch very good." Stitch gave an affimative nod, and allowed himself to be handcuffed and led to the records room. A half hour later, he was fingerprinted, photographed,and being led to his new temporary home. Prison Cell 639a.

=====Back at the Pelekai household=====

"I'm worried about Stitch. I said some pretty mean things to him, and he left and he STILL isn't back" complained Lilo to Dr. Jumba Jookiba.

"6-2-6 is probably off to be venting. Would leetle girl rather have 6-2-6 on boom boom rampage tearing up housing and home like usual?"

"No, but still... I'm worried about Stitch."

=====Prison Cell 639a=====

"Johnny, you've got company! Stitch is going to be sharing the cell with you for a while, so play nice," the officer ordered. He unlocked the cell door, led Stitch inside, and removed the handcuffs. "Johnny is one of our more violent prisoners, and angers easily. He could easily hurt a little guy like yourself, so I'd be careful."

Stitch growled at being called little, even though he knew being little was best for him. "Stitch naga get hurt. Johnny smaller than Gantu."

"Uh... right" was Charlie's reply as he shut the cell door and walked away. Stitch examined his surroundings with a keen eye. Exposed toilet, and a single bunk bed. He skittered up the wall to the top bunk bed and flopped down. As he did this, Johnny came from the dark, shadowed corner where he stood. His face now exposed under the glaring flourecent light was enough to give anyone the heebie-jeebies.

"Stitch, is it? Well Stitch. You're on my bed." The words rang coldly, echoing off the concrete walls. "As a matter of fact, both of those are my beds, so why don't you just hop down from there before things get really ugly, okay?"

Stitch gave Johnny no more than a fleeting glance. "Naga." He rolled over and closed his eyes. Johnny grabbed Stitch, and flung him with all his strength to the floor. Stitch landed with a sickening plop. Johnny was no weakling, standing 6'2 and weighing 265 pounds. He worked out with the prison weights religiously, and it showed. Naturally, he expected this two foot tall blue furball to be done for the night, so he laid down on the bottom bunk and closed his eyes.

Stitch picked himself off the floor and looked at Johnny. With a low growl, he walked to the hulk of a man and tapped him on his shoulder.

"I know you aren't touching me, you little blue freak," Johnny grunted without opening his eyes. Tap tap tap! Stitch tapped a little harder. Johnny turned his head to face Stitch and opened one eye while saying, "You just don't get it do-" WHAM! Johnny's sentence was cut short by Stitch's swiftly moving fist. It connected with Johnny's head right above the ear, and Johnny moved no more.

Stitch gave a low mischevious cackle. "Meega bed now." He proceeded to pull Johnny off the bed and let him fall to the floor. He laid down and was just about to fall asleep when he remembered what he told the prison guard. "Stitch good." He scaled the prison wall with Johnny in tow, and laid him into the bed. As an afterthought, he tucked his assailant in. "Gee tu jay, Johnny! Good night and sweet dreams! Stitch climbed down into the lower bunk and began to fall asleep.

Stitch had many dreams that night. Dreams of the ever present Nani-saurus rex, Lilo changing into Myrtle, and being swallowed up by prison monsters. He felt as though he'd only been asleep a couple of minutes when a blaring alarm went off!

=====A/N=====

I wasn't going to write any more chapters until I got at least one reveiw, but I couldn't stop myself. I'm really free-styling this story as it goes on. I have an Idea of where I want to go with it, but I have NO idea how I'm going to get there. Once again, sorry this chapter is so short. Please, Read and Review, and you'll get lots of alien hugs!