Hehe, chapter 4 up and ready for all you people out there. Once again I thank the Great Red Dragon, for staying with this story and supporting it. Ok, I'm thinking at the speed this is going, it'll probably end up being about 20 chapters long! :o But I don't mind! :D On with the story...

Jumba carefully stepped over upturned desks and dodged under parts of ceiling that had collapsed, scanning the room and keeping his finger pressed to the trigger of his stun gun. He noisily opened a cabinet, bending the handle and causing 604 to jump in terror. Kale glanced around the area, looking for an escape route; he spotted the door to the storage room. If they could just reach it, across the room, then there were plenty of opportunities to hide. Cautiously, with great care, 605 peeked around from inside the cage. Jumba was still busy searching around the battered cabinet. There was just enough time. Turning to the storage room, Kale realised that they could get in between the cages, and sneak behind them out of sight from any unwanted attention.

As soon as Jumba turned away from the stack of cages, Kale pushed 604 out, into the open and leaped after him. Directing him away from danger, Kale shifted him towards the gap which would lead them to their hideaway. As he squeezed through he caught himself on a piece of metal that had broken away, cutting his fur and grazing his skin, blood seeping through. He stifled a cry, making barely a whimper, but enough for Jumba to turn in his direction. Kale shoved 604 behind the cages, covering him and placing his paw over his mouth. Their breathing was so deep they almost thought Jumba would hear it. Fortunately he moved past, kicking the cage in front of them and pressing them closer to the wall. The two experiments breathed a sigh of relief.

When they were positive that the evil genius had passed, they slowly shifted themselves into a movable position, without disturbing anything and began to make their way towards the open door to safety. Upon reaching the edge of the cages, Kale realised he had misjudged the distance to their intended destination; they would have to make a run.

"On my word, run," Kale whispered into 604 ears. He slightly nodded in confirmation. The little gold furred creature stepped out, scanning the space. Jumba had moved on, out of view. Where has he gone? Thought Kale with anger. They were just going to have to take the chance.

"Now, go!" They set off towards the door, jumping and avoiding objects that were scatted across their path. In a couple of seconds they had reached the small room, even though it felt like a full minute to them. Kale was spread out on the floor, prepared to defend himself if the occasion called, but he was unchallenged. He spotted the perfect place to hide; the highest shelf, which carried boxes of old, out-of-date CDs. Springing from shelf to shelf, with 604 right beside him, Kale soon reached the highest point in the room. 604 reached out to grab the top shelf, but instead of wood, he grasped onto a piece of paper. His paw slipped, pulling the paper and the box of CDs that was on top of it to the floor. It crashed down upon the remains of the other shelf and folders, creating a sound which echoed through the old lab, shaking the fragile walls.

Kale grabbed 604 and pulled him up, both of them cowering in the corner.

"We're going to have to run for it in a minute," Kale gasped, trying to steady his breath and calm his speeding heart, which was pumping faster and faster by the minute.

"Jumba was bound to have heard that, so he'll be here in a minute." Right on cue Jumba entered the room, first directing his attention to the mess on the floor, pushing bits aside with his foot. This was the best chance they were going to get. They both leapt from the shelf, landing behind the door. Pain ripped through Kale's leg, blinding him for a moment, blocking out all his other senses. It was definitely broken now if it hadn't been before. He attempted to move, stepping forward, but it was too much. His body convulsed and he collapsed to the floor, whining. 604 turned back, and grabbed hold of 605's ruff, trying to pull him away.

"Kale..." he cried through a mouth full of fur. Jumba looked round and noticed the two missing experiments. 604 growled at him, hackles raised.

"This is too easy," laughed Jumba, shooting both of them, shocking them into unconsciousness.

Kale lifted his eye lids sleepily. He felt warm and happy. He was lying on something soft, and could feel 604 next to him. Everything was perfect. His leg seemed to have lost it's pain for now, and he was no longer exhausted or felt any guilt for anything that he had done. Bright colours moved across his eyes, filling him with more happy feelings, as he was used to dull greys and cold silvers. Suddenly a large hand pushed him, pulling him away from his happy fantasy world and back into real life. Back to troubles. Back to pain.

"Glad to be seeing you are awake 605." Jumba's voice boomed, ringing through Kales head. He folded his sensitive ears. Jumba chuckled merrily.

"Sorry to be using the shock gun on you. Might give you headaches for short while but I had to be safe. From what I hear you have been causing trouble with other experiments." Kale lifted his head, looking towards his master. He thinks I've been causing trouble? 499 started it. The others always start it. They all deserve it. It wasn't my fault. Kale shifted and looked at his new surroundings. He had been moved from the old lab, but this was unlike anywhere he'd ever been before. This was obviously Jumba's room.

Kale felt 604 shift beside him. He groaned in agony.

"Aww man, my head. Wow. Where are we?"

This was Jumba's private room, where he performed his studies and where he went when life became to hard to bear. The room was elegant, the furniture elaborate. The walls were covered in deep red and gold swirls, reaching from the floor to the ceiling. A large brass desk stood at one side, its legs dotted with jewels. Lying on the desk was a gold, shiny folder. Rather like the one back in the lab... A red leather sofa sat facing a large open fire, which when turned on played holograms of flickering fire. The sofa was accompanied by a small chair, which was next to the desk. Covering the entire west wall was a magnificent bookcase, filled to burst with books stuffed with information and stories from distant lands. Kale stared in amazement. The warmth of the cherry red carpet was soft and alien compared to the coldness of the metal floors he was used to. A small mahogany door was placed in one corner of the room, probably leading to Jumba's bedroom or something like that.

Jumba moved to behind his desk, picking up loose papers, scanning them and then shuffling them before filing them. He sat on a large, black and gold leather chair, sighing as he fell, the chair groaning as he swung around on it. He glanced at the two shaking experiments, cuddled together in the centre of the room, not wanting to touch its contents, as if they might contaminate them.

"604, please could you be leaving now?" Jumba swivelled around on his chair, staring first at the little rabbit-like experiment, then at the open door. 604 looked up sadly at Kale, who nodded slowly and then he turned round, making his way carefully out on all fours. As he reached the door, he looked back; Kale and Jumba were now talking quietly. 604 thought for a moment, before fading away into transparency. Using his back foot, he slammed the door as if he had gone out and made his way to under Jumba's desk, settling down to listen.

"Now 605, or would you prefer Kale?" There was no reply. Kale glared angrily at Jumba and lowered his head, eyes focused on where 604 was lay, as if he knew he was there. 604 was about to move, when he realised that he was invisible. It was impossible for Kale to be able to see him.

"Fine. 605. Now can you be telling me what happened?" Kale stayed silent for a minute. Thinking through what he might say, and what would happen after.

"What are you going to do to me?" Kale questioned, trying to sound strong, but his voice quavered a little.

"Going on what information I have received, you will be dehydrated. You violently attacked another experiment, without reason."

Kale bared his teeth defensively. "Without reason?" he growled. "Oh I had good reason, trust me. 499 attacked me! I was just defending myself."

"Well this changes things. If what you say is true..." Jumba stated, innocently, as if toying with 605, trying to break him. "...Then there is no need for you to be dehydrated then. Hmm..." Jumba scratched his chin. "I could always send you away from the lab for a little while for you to calm down-"

"Yes!" shouted Kale, ears held high, tail swishing and large bright eyes. He gazed up at Jumba, pleading, being as cute as possible.

"You like that idea, no?" Jumba said, trying to resist a smile, kneeling down beside Kale and scratching his head, who purred happily.

"But...your little friend, 604, wouldn't be able to come with you."

Kale whimpered, moving away from Jumba's hand. "What?" he questioned, sadness layering his voice.

"No!" shouted a voice, from somewhere behind them. Jumba turned round to see two large eyes materialising, followed by two equally large ears, then a body, legs and a drooping tail. 604 ran over to Kale, hugging him strongly, tears in his eyes.

"You can't separate us. I don't know what I'd do without him," he cried, face buried deep in the little gold experiments fur.

"604?" Kale asked, rather confused. "But I thought you had gone out?" He pointed to the door.

Jumba smiled happily at his two experiments. He could see how much the two needed one another. He didn't have the heart to spilt them apart.

"Well then, it looks like someone's been listening to everything doesn't it?" He stroked 604's back, who cowered against Kale. "I guess that you two will just have to go together after all then."

604 squeaked with joy and leapt onto 605 playfully knocking him to the ground. The pain in Kale's leg seemed to have disappeared after being stunned. They rolled around, batting each other and laughing.

"You hear that 604? We're getting out of here!" Kale giggled with anticipation. Jumba coughed loudly. The two experiments looked up, with Kale's ear in 604's mouth. The evil genius had his arms crossed.

"You think I'll just let you go, just like that?" He laughed loudly. "Here are the agreements..."

Another cliff hanger! God I'm evil. Mwhaha! Next chapter may be up tomorrow or Monday, one or he other. Please read and review! Thank you!