Okay, sorry about the delay...but school and Rifle Team practice, plus an internet addict for a brother have kept me away from the computer. Not to mention I can only update on weekends now, so please be patient...like anyone reads this...-.- Anyways, to clarify the author's note at the end of the last chapter: Experiments 633, 634, 635, 636 and 642 can all shape shift. Yes, I realize that four of them are in a row, but it's the way it works. Don't ask. Anyways, 633 is the only one that shape shifts at any given moment...the rest are more.... conservative. Oh, and thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far, even if it is only three or four positive reviews, each one counts!

Later that week, Stitch was looking for Jumba. He found him working on his computer in his and Pleakley's room. "Jumba, I have a question about a certain white furball." He said, at which Jumba turned. "Which white furball is 626 being talking about? Miniscule ex-partner or 633?" Jumba inquired, as both were, all other aspects aside, white furballs.

"You know which one. I think you might have messed up a slight bit in his programming." Stitch said, getting annoyed. "What is making you the saying that?" Jumba asked, slightly shocked. "Well, first off, he is a bit of a smart alec. Last time I checked, that goes against his supposed '100% good' thing." Stitch stated as if everyone knew except Jumba. "Ahhh...yes, there is possibility for flaw in programming. Might not be anymore than 95% good." Jumba said, checking his computer. "Was math problem. Polarity in brain can't maintain above certain amount of evil or good in experiments. I was thinking I had solved that little flaw, but you know evil genius. Not very good at working to make good." "Ahhh...that explains why he sounds sarcastic alot of the time." Stitch said, making a mental note to never let Jumba mess with his brain.

At the training area for the experiments Gantu and/or 635 had captured/stolen, Hamsterveil watched as 641 practiced turning dummies into plushie experiments and vice versa. "For once I am having experiment worth having." He said to himself, thinking of all the chaos that could be wreaked with 641. Behind him, a light gray experiment that looked like a female version of Syler sighed and wondered what her powers, or at least her purpose, was. Hamsterveil turned around and started screaming. "GET OUT THERE AND START TRAINING BEFORE I AM HAVING 119 SMOTHER YOU!" was pretty much what he said, depressing the female experiment even more.

Three days later, Syler was busing trying to find a place to hoard all his dryer lint (1) when he saw a flash of light emanate from the direction of Gantu's ship. He just wrote it off as an explosion or Gantu shooting at 625 again, so he didn't investigate. 'It's probably nothing.' He thought to himself, heading towards a small empty burrow he had found. After making sure that his beloved dryer lint was safe and hidden, he headed back to the house, this time taking an express route. Arriving there, he noticed, among other things, that Mediator was talking to the frog. 'Uhhhh...this may sound crazy coming from a lint addict...but what are you doing?' he asked, unsure of what to think. "I'm trying to find out how many times this frog has followed Stitch, but all it does is stare at me and croak." Mediator responded. "It's like he doesn't know who Stitch is." 'Try asking it if it knows a blue koala.' Syler suggested before going inside to get more dryer lint. Inside, he ran into Lilo, who was busy trying to convince Jumba to tell her what all the experiments past 635 do. "Ah, am sorry little girl, but am not telling. Is for you to be finding out yourself." Jumba said with a chuckle. "But we need to know so that way if we run into one, we won't get in over our heads!" Lilo screamed, at which Syler spoke, or rather thought, up. 'Why not just check his computer? It has all the recent experiment files on it.' He suggested, causing Jumba to slap his face. "Oh, was forgetting that I put those on computer." He said, which was Lilo's cue to run and get the computer before he got to it. Syler just walked into the laundry room, amazed that Lilo hadn't thought of it before and that Jumba wouldn't tell her what they did. He ran over the info he knew in his head, all the while looking for more lint. 'Don't tell me the noodle got to it first.' He sighed, noticing that the room was immaculately cleaned. 'But does he have to make the linoleum so bright?' he asked no one as he walked out, getting an odd looks from Pleakley and Nani. 'Guess I'll have to wait till tomorrow.' He sighed, heading outside.

Meanwhile, in the tower room, Stitch was busy trying to sing, with the emphasis on trying. The words, however, were so garbled it was impossible for anyone, even Mediator, to translate (2). Angel just sat there, trying as hard as possible not to wince. After Stitch had finished, she breathed a sigh of relief, only to get cut off as he started another song.

In Gantu's ship, 625 and Gantu were arguing over who had ate the last bit of bologna while 635 just looked at the ceiling. Imbeciles. He thought, smirking at the thought that he wasn't a failure like them. I'll bet even those sandwiches are better company. He thought, remembering how much he detested sandwiches. Suddenly Hamsterveil's face came on the view screen. "Gantu, you pathetic excuse for a minion, I am sending you 641 to cause some mayhem." He said, cutting off Gantu, who was about to ask a stupid question. "But sir, I thought you wouldn't send it until 635 defeats the trog!" "SILENCE! I have revised the plan a bit due to the fact that if the little earth girl and 626 are distracted by 641, then 635 can capture me some more experiments without a problem!" "Mind if I say something? 634 and 633, though slightly quirky, would still stand in the way." 635 cut in, slightly ticked off that Hamsterveil had changed the plan. "That is why I am having this incompetent offspring of a fish doing the same thing. They will concentrate on him as they don't know you were activated." Hamsterveil said, sure that his plan would work. The communiqué ended, and a computerized voice said: "PREPARING TO RECEIVE TELEPORTATION FROM HAMSTERWHEEL." At this, the transportation pod filled with a yellow-white light, and when it cleared, an odd experiment similar in structure to Splodyhead, only a light blue instead.

Okay, that's chapter Nine...yes, the depressed experiment is 640. Yes, I am insane. And now to explain a couple things.

(1)Syler has an obsession with Dryer Lint that is similar to 625's obsession with sandwiches.

(2)Mediator (634) can translate most languages.

Well, this might be the last time I upload for a few weeks until I can bring all my grades above an 82, but I will update Monday if possible...

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