Alright everyone! Randall, and my fans , has been bugging me to post another chapter of this crossover. Finally got it! I was having a little difficulty in figuring out what to do for Randall finding a place in the island (no questions, I got it ), so then I thought, I'm forgetting someone. Yep. Gantu. I finally decided to put him in a chapter. Well, from all the hubub, I'm hoping for reviews Enjoy. Pitbulllady. Earth Queen. Enjoy .

Chapter 8 Leaving or Not?

Far in the forest near town, there was a natural waterfall that flowed down into the thin river. The place was calm, decent. The various plant life swayed at the will of the wind as the water trickled down at the whim of the river's flow. Calm. That's what it was. That is…until Gantu was woken up by a call.

"Gantu! You bumbling cracker brain! Because of you I'm here!". "But I told you experiment 626 was trouble!". "No matter about that….!".

Sitting to the side of the waterfall was a dead ship of some sort. It was metallic and huge for it's size, chrome and black painted, it looked militaristic. Like one of those Area 51 rumors. Inside one of the main rooms, was a video screen. One of those kind that always makes you think of Star Trek. Standing in front of it was Gantu. He looked pretty angry, as the discussion he was having with the "person" on the screen, Hamsterville, was currently dragging on for three hours straight. Frankly, at this point, Gantu was considering ear plugs.

"626 was as much trouble with me than you!".

Large ear plugs.

"In order to repay ME for YOUR incompetence….I want you to find ALL six hundred and sixty two experiments!" Hamsterville ordered….slightly upside down at the moment for some reason. This was something Gantu wasn't expecting. He originally thought it was a call for the Federation to retrieve his ship, but apparently he was wrong. Really…wrong.

"All of them…do you know how long that can take!?" Gantu retorted. "I don't….we yes….I DO care how long it takes! I want them ALL as soon as possible!".

Gantu knew there was no way out of this. After all, he was still a client. "(Oh….why did I have to sign that contract in pen?)" Gantu asked himself. It was a mistake on his part. But then again, it would be payback for that experiment that lost him his position in the Federation.

"And Gantu….". "What?". "Don't disappoint me….".

The screen shut off. Gantu sighed in relief, rubbing his rather large head slightly, taking a seat in one of the sitting chairs, well the only one anyway.

"Uhh…." he sighed. The past few days had been unbearable. He stayed in the little forest area, not wanting to get into town yet, not wanting to encounter that….experiment…again. Although it would be considered he was alone…..he wasn't.

"Ahh…..you going to a store soon…we're out of ham….". Gantu buried his head in his hands as Experiment 625 came into the room, a half eaten sandwich in his hand. "(Ugh….what were they thinking when they made HIM….)" Gantu thought, dropping his hands as 625 came in front of him.

"Ohh I heard yelling…late delivery? Problem with the Ms's?" he asked. Gantu rolled his eyes, getting up. "If you MUST know….it was Hamsterville….". 625 leaned on the chair. "Yep I know…he wants you to get all six hundred and sixty six experiments….". "How did you know that!?". "I overheard…really Gantu your voice is like a train full of loud speakers….that wasn't really good….oh well…" he said, throwing the sandwich up and catching it in his mouth.

"Oh great….well…." he started, spreading his hands out. "One down…." he said.

(NS)

A bed. Its been a while seen he'd been in one. While it wasn't really a bed, it felt like one. Of course, Randall didn't really care. Anything was better than the dirt, than moss, than grass. He still felt an all around ache. It wasn't helped. Even though Randall had experienced both kinds of pain in his life in large quantities….immunity was something he could not obtained.

Then again, it could be drowned out by what was currently going on in his mind as he slept. About Lilo, about Stitch. About….about this 301 and Jumba. It was all confusing. He HAD a life. He was once a little kid growing up in a rough orphanage, getting picked on by his classmates in school. Growing up and becoming Top Scarer at Monsters Inc. Losing his title to his rival, then being in….in that incident. Then winding up in this twisted place. Being beaten and never telling his story. Then…..kidnapped by aliens, told that he was created in a test tube. Then being rescued by a blue dog….thing….then being welcomed into a home that has a tentacle cook and a rather….large…..alien…thing. Randall was competing with whether the three were aliens or monsters, he wasn't sure.

He rolled onto his other side, careful not to crack a rib, settling to not wake up.

Randall's mind was swirling now. What to think….what not to think. What to question, what to answer. He couldn't answer anything with his head. Then….what about his heart?

Asking that, Randall moved his left top hand to his chest, near where his heart was.

Ever since he saw Stitch, ever since he stepped into the home, something…happened. He felt like they were….similar somehow. He couldn't explain it. Then again, there wasn't much he understood in his situation.

Why did they help him? Why weren't they afraid? What….who are they? Why would they want to help someone like him? It was confusing. Randall wanted to leave, but then again……why? They….they brought him into their home. They let him eat, rest…..why?

Randall started to think they were going to double cross him. Probably get him in good health then call in scientists. "No" a voice inside him shouted. He didn't know why. They could hurt him? Why did he urge himself to think they wouldn't? The real question would be, now…to make it clearer for him, if…..if he wanted or leave or not.

Randall got on his back, eyes open. He never really had gotten much sleep…..

(NS)

"So is he Stitch's cousin Jumba?". "Yeah…Matyr?".

Once Lilo was up, with Stitch accidentally falling off his bed which was a good replacement for an alarm clock, they immediately went to Jumba to confirm finding 301. Having being their first true find of an experiment…they….didn't want to mess up. Jumba was seated near his computer, Stitch and Lilo looking up at him from his right side, looking on the computer.

Jumba took a hand to rub his head. Little did Lilo and Stitch know, but Jumba was up that night as well as Randall was.

"Uhh…well I'm looked everywhere in this bletzgorp of a computer and I cannot find Experiment 301's file at all…" he said, turning to the two, a thinking look on his face.

"So….what does that mean?" Lilo asked, Stitch nodded, thinking the same thing. Jumba sighed, placing his hands on his lap. "Well….either someone used my computer my back…." he started, eying Stitch. "Naga takabah!".

Jumba stopped. "Or….I've just misplaced it….then again what do you expect? 626 experiments…can't help but lose one file…". He laughed slightly, though making Stitch slightly uncomfortable, of course it was normal.

"But I'm sure that's 301 down there….I never forget a face!". Nani came up, opening the door slightly. "Uh Jumba…." she started. "And you are?" Jumba asked. A slight rain of confusion flowed around, but stopped when Jumba shook his head.

"Oh Nani….heh sorry I've been up…..I've been looking for experiment 301's file…". "Ok….Umm" Nani started, trying to re-think. "I just wanted to know….Umm…Lilo….what are we going to do with…" she said, pointing downward.

"Huh?" Stitch said. Lilo knew who she was talking about. "Oh! Scaly…umm….Jumba…" she said, looking at the "retired" mad scientist…..well….maybe not retired fully yet.

"???OH! Well….301 is like I said…one of my greatest creations…but without his file….I can hardly remember….". He looked over at Nani. "301 can speak just like an Earthling…and I made sure to make him able to make his own choices….". "Emba-chua" Stitch said. "See…".

"We'll talk to him Nani…I've got it covered!" Lilo said.

(NS)

Randall was sitting up on the couch, hearing Nani head up the stairs that he couldn't see in the other hallway. His hands were placed in front of his chest, together, his fronds half way down. He was thinking again.

"(Uhh…that headache again…)". He raised an arm to touch the deep scar on his forehead, but stopped immediately. He knew that it would only hurt and remind him of how close it was to permanently placing him in a coma.

"(Dang it….not to mention I can't blend….)". He heaved a sigh, trying to think again of his current situation. "(Alright…they brought you into their home….didn't mind you….eating….gave you a bed and so far….so good…)".

He was going to continue, but the steps behind him got louder. Turning to see the arc leading into the hall, he saw Nani come in, followed by the rather large creature. He looked down to see Stitch and Lilo were in front of her.

"Mias Khe Salaam?" Stitch asked. Randall just stared. "What?" he asked, his tone heavy with needed sleep. "How are you doing 301?" the rather large creature asked. Randall sighed, getting up, holding his head with one of his top hands.

"Look…." he started, turning to all of them, thought Nani had entered the kitchen, seeming to just hear in on the conversation.

"I don't know what's going on here….so I believe a little….explaining is needed…." he said, looking to Lilo and Stitch. "Like…who were those…..those things that….that took…me into space and…why did you save me and….just….". Randall sighed.

"Did you tell him Lilo?" Jumba asked. "Tell me what?".

(NS)

Lilo and Stitch told him. About the incident with the experiments, Stitch, everything. Currently, Randall didn't know what to believe, but he listened anyway. For some reason, Lilo forgot mentioning Jumba's name. When she was finally done, he felt like his legs were weak, so he took to sitting on the couch again.

"So….let me get this straight….you" he started, pointing to Stitch. "And….you" he added, pointing to Jumba. "Breakfast anyone?". Pleakly poked his head out of the kitchen. "No no….thanks anyway…nah I'm good…" everyone replied.

"And….him…." Randall added as Pleakly went back into the kitchen. "Are aliens?". Lilo nodded. "And your trying….to get this guy's…" he said, looking to Jumba. "…Experiments….back? And find where they go on this island?". "Yep" Stitch said.

Randall sighed. This was just too much to take. "Ehh…and….you guys…think…I'm one of them? 301 right?" Randall asked. They nodded. The headache was coming back again, making Randall stand up, feeling slightly off balance.

"Ok…." he turned back around. "I don't know….what or why your doing all this….but…..but I don't belong here ok….I….I'm certainly not this 301 everyone keeps talking about….I don't have a place here…" Randall stated. He was going to add something else, but it was already hurting him.

"….Ehh….I've got myself a home already……ok so I lost it…but I'm going to get back to it…I have a life alright….I'm not 301...I'm Randall….ok?". The room fell silent. Jumba looked at Lilo and Stitch again, wanting to remind them about 301's memory.

"So….your leaving?" Lilo asked. Randall didn't think enough on that question. "I…..I….don't know" he replied. He honestly didn't know. Should he leave and try his luck with the island, or stay here with them and…follow with what they were doing.

Randall crossed his arms, looking down at the floor. Stitch looked over at Lilo, unsure of what his cousin's decision would be.

Why leave? They don't seem to be a threat…they didn't beat him….well…ok so that Nani person hit him but she apologized right? They gave him food, a place to sleep…no one did that for him in his stay in the human world. Plus, there was something nagging at Randall's brain telling him not to leave. Maybe it was meeting them that triggered it. He could stay, go along with them, find out who this 301 is. Maybe this was fate after all. Maybe meeting Lilo and Stitch, their family, was all part of a plan. Guess Randall had to choose what to do.

He looked back up at them. "All right….I'll go along….for now…..I'll stay….".

Hope you enjoyed this . Next chapter may take a while. It depends. Just hold you with my other stories and Randall's.