Len: "Hi. Welcome back. :) 6-1-5, the disclaimer please."
615: "Again?"
Len: "Yes... Again!"
615: "Ok.." He pulls out a slightly larger piece of paper and clears throat. "Len Flare does not, and will never, own any of the characters from Lilo & Stitch. He does however own me. 545, however, belongs to Wocky, or known here on FF Net as 'Fangirl of Many'. She has given Len permission to use 545 in this story."
Len: "Thank you 615. Now... On to the Story!"
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Chapter 1: 545 and the Voices
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6-1-5 walked through the door, entering into the hallway. The hallway was brightly lit, contrast to the dimly lit room he had just left. 'Hmm... I want to do some exploring before I go to my room.'
He looked down the hall in both directions before deciding to go left, away from the sleeping quarters. He slowly walked down the hallway, passing by a few experiments every now and then. As he passed by they stopped talking and waited for him to walk by.
After he passed by, they resumed there talking with comments such as, "I've never seen him around before, he must be a new experiment." Or. "Oh... A new experiment, he's probably mean, like the last one."
He was about to round a corner when another experiment bumped into him. He had the typical koala-like appearance, except he had a cat-like nose, and his eyes were reptile-like and had cat-like pupils. His ears were bat-like and came to a point at the tips. His fur was black, and he had gray stripes.
The other experiment muttered,"Sorry, wasn't paying attention to where I was going." He quickly helped 6-1-5 to his feet and ran off muttering,"I'm going to be late! The grublerz are probably all gone by now." He seemed to be headed in the direction of the cafeteria.
6-1-5's stomach growled a bit. "I guess I'm hungry." He decided to follow the other experiment to the cafeteria. They passed several doors and turned a few corners. In a few minutes 6-1-5 had reached the cafeteria, he had lost sight of the other experiment awhile back.
He walked into the cafeteria and saw several experiments, several were eating and trying to mind their own business, while others were trying to cause trouble.
He spotted the experiment who had bumped into him earlier. The experiment was holding two grublerz, one in either hand. He sat on the floor munching on them happily. Grublerz are a vanilla cake like sweet, with delicious cream on top.
6-1-5 slowly walked up to him.
"Hello. I'm Experiment 6-1-5." He pauses for a minute. "You uh... Bumped into me in the hallway awhile back."
5-4-5 looked up, slowly, and his red eyes meet 6-1-5's. He mumbles through a full mouth "Orreh bout that." He swallows and says "Erm.. Hi.. I'm 545."
615 hears a voice in his head. 'Punch him for bumping into you! He deserves it!' He then hears a second voice. 'Forgive him, he didn't mean to bump into you.' 615 suddenly gets a headache. He puts a paw to his head and mumbles,"Its ok. Watch where you're going next time." He quickly walks away, rubbing his head.
As he walks away the voices slowly stop arguing. As they stopped, he thought to himself,'Where did those voices come from? And what was with that headache?' He bumps into another experiment, who seemed to have come out of nowhere. He had the typical koala-like appearance. His ears were very short, his fur was orange. His stomach and the patches around his eyes were a bright yellow. And on his back were a few red stripes.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" He shouted as he punched 6-1-5 in the face, knocking him off his feet. He landed a few feet away.
"What'd you do that for?" He shouted as he jumped to his feet. "I didn't mean to bump into you!"
"Yeah, sure." He taunted. "That's what they all say." The experiment grinned as he lunged for 615 launching another punch.
This time 615 was ready, he caught the punch and flipped the orange experiment over. He turned around and picked the other experiment up and launched him into a wall. The experiment hit the wall with a sickening sound.
615 walked over and got ready to deliver the final blow, when the voices returned. 'Kill him!' 'No! Let him go, he's had enough!' 'No! Kill him! He's the one who attacked you!' 'You should get some help! He's hurt!'
615 stopped and fell to his knees holding his head. He shouted,"No! Leave me alone!" He got up and ran out of the room leaving the injured experiment, who now had a small crowd gathered around him, behind. He hurried towards his room.