Stitch's birthday party neared, and Lilo and Stitch passed out invitations in a dizzied frenzy, and finally it was Saturday morning, and he and Lilo yet had a whole ton of preparations yet to do. Stitch was assigned the job of raking the yard and getting the firewood ready, Lilo was cleaning inside, and Nani was shopping for the hot dogs, hot dog buns, chips, and marshmallows.

Later in the day, around one o' clock, Keoni showed up to help Stitch in the yard.

At last, it was time for the guests to show up. First came Danie, Lilo's African-American friend, then came Dommy, Stitch's best friend.

Lilo had invited Mertyle, Lucy, and Rabeccea but didn't think they'd come-- but they did.

"Just because Keoni's here," Mertyle assured them. "Don't think I like you, Weirdlo."

"Are you staying for the sleepover?" Lilo asked Rabeccea. Rabeccea didn't know and asked Lucy who didn't know who asked Mertyle who didn't know who asked Keoni who was so Mertyle told Lucy and Lucy told Rabeccea who told Lilo that they were.

''But only because Keoni's here,' Mertyle told Lucy to tell me to tell you," Rebeccea reported. Lilo rolled her eyes and went back to her punch.

The Hawaiian sun was beginning to set. The lights flashed peacefully around the trees and nearby ocean. The waves could be heard ringing in the distance, in harmony with Lilo's softly playing Elvis music.

Eventually dinner was over and it was time for the sleepover. The guests who weren't staying for the sleepover slowly drifted away, and as the mosquitoes drifted out, Lilo, Stitch, Keoni, Mertyle, Rabeccea and Lucy lurked inside. They pulled out sleeping bags and pillows and blankets and haphazardly piled themselves up on the floor of Lilo and Stitch's bedroom. Nani brought in some cookies and soda, saying, "You all better behave or your parents are going to skin me for this. Except you, of course, Keoni," she said, grinning. "Your dad likes us."

Mertyle rolled her eyes. "So what're we playing first?"

"Stitch's Birthday Resolutions," said Lilo, pulling out her notebook and passing paper and pencil around. "What do we all want to achieve by this time next year? This information is private and is only disclosed when you lose or chicken out on any of the upcoming games."

Mertyle looked taken aback for a minute but soon began to write. She looked up, apparently midsentence, asking, "How many should we have?"

"Five," said Lilo. "Whoever has the most left without losing any by chickening out of any of the games by four o'clock tomorrow morning wins that groovy hovercraft over in the corner, straight from Pleakley's plan-- family."

Lilo's list read:

1. Crash all Mertyle's parties

2. Date Keoni

3. Crash all Mertyle's parties

4. Get Angel turned good for Stitch

5. Crash all Mertyle's parties

Soon everyone was done. "What now?" asked Mertyle. Lilo grinned evilly, in a way that reminds one painfully of Stitch. "Spin the bottle," she said smoothly.