The Dance

Chapter 4: Dreaming of What May Come

Note: Sorry it has been so long since I have worked on this. Once again, life got in the way of my work… But now I got a chance, and I'm taking it. I promise there will not be such a long delay again.

Also, the words to Angel's song are not correct, but they're as close as I can get them.

I would like to thank nukerjsr for a few suggestions for this chapter. I hope you all enjoy.

We ran into the house, Angel giggling just ahead of me, and me, smiling in happiness. Suddenly, she slid to a stop.

'What the?' I thought, trying to stop, but not before I collided with Angel.

We slid and rolled a little bit, but thankfully didn't destroy anything… Last thing I want is to deal with Nani's griping…

"You okay Angel?" I asked her, getting off her.

"Ih…" she answered, shaking her head.

"Why did you stop?"

"Because of him," she said, pointing to Pleakley.

I looked, and groaned. Not because Pleakley was there, but because he had a new video camera. Unlike the one I had destroyed earlier, this one looked like it belonged in this time, whereas the other one was ancient. The new one was much smaller, easily portable, and likely had more technological functions than Pleakley would know what to do with.

'Most likely Jumba's camera,' I figured.

"Ah, there's the couple now!" he cried, hurrying over to us. "Why don't you two try a kiss again? Just act like I'm not here."

Angel rolled her eyes in disgust, as I growled. Angel pushed by him, heading for Jumba's room. I glared at Pleakley and his camera, and then took off after her.

As we entered, I heard Jumba saying, "Oh no! She is designed to…"

I didn't get a chance to hear what he was talking about, as Angel cried out, "Jumba!" and leapt across the room in one bound, right into his arms.

'Wow. She's quite the athlete as well!' I thought in surprise.

What surprised me more was when she kissed him on the cheek. It confused me a bit, but I thought nothing much of it.

'Maybe her way of showing gratitude to him for making me…' I selfishly thought.

She brought a hand to her mouth, and it looked like she was whispering something in his ear. At that time, I heard a voice similar to Angel's singing a strange tune. I say similar, because I didn't know how Angel's singing voice sounded at the time.

The tune went something like, "Akootah chumito igata nomutah, naga tonala ichume dedutah…"

When she pulled her hand away, Jumba started chuckling, and said, "Oh 624, you are little dickens you are!" while scratching under her chin.

There was a bit of silence, then Lilo piped up, "Jumba? What were you gonna say?"

He seemed to not really notice, then answered, "Eh? Say? About what?"

"About her!" she cried, talking about Angel. "You were like, 'Oh no!'"

"I was saying, 'Oh no… problem!' 624 is harmless early experiment, designed to… Aaah…" he murmured, thinking, while closing the computer she was on, "Pop popcorn for Jumba's movie night!"

Angel put on a look that I could only think of as smug, and nodded, answering, "Ih."

"But now," he continued, setting her down as she started struggling to get out of his arms, "I am thinking she is perfect booji bu material for 626."

This comment brought a huge grin to my face. If Jumba thought that Angel and I should be together, that should squash any complaints that Lilo had, since Jumba was the evil genius.

I ran towards Angel, crying out, "Da booji bu!"

Then I got a nasty shock as Lilo moved right into my path, and I stopped.

'Why can't she think the way that I think for once?' I thought, half-expecting what was coming next.

"C'mon Stitch!" she told me loudly, dragging me away. "I really need your help with the slug circus!"

"Hmmm…" I muttered, thinking.

'For crying out loud, have I ever gotten in her way when she's trying to impress Keoni? I finally have an experiment that I really like, and still want to learn more about, and Lilo won't let me!' I bitterly thought.

This put me in a bad mood, so when Lilo finally dragged me out to the living room…

"Okay Stitch, let's get started!" she told me.

"Naga!" I told her.

"C'mon Stitch! This morning you were all excited about it. Now with… Angel here, you've been different."

"Stitch like Angel! Angel Stitch's booji bu!"

Lilo sighed, "That doesn't mean you can't help me."

"Stitch want to learn more about Angel! Stitch want to prove that Angel not evil! Stitch love Angel! And Angel love Stitch!"

"How do you even know? I still say she's evil!"

"Naga! Lilo just jealous of Angel!"

"Me, jealous of her? You're kidding, right?"

"Naga! Stitch never complains when Lilo tries to get Keoni's attention!"

It looked like she was going to say something at first, but when I mentioned the way she acted around Keoni, she suddenly shut up, and went over to her slugs.

Before I did something I would probably regret later, I went over to the couch, sat down, and ignored Lilo and her slugs. It was no different from what Lilo did to me whenever she was fawning over Keoni. So I felt it was time for the shoe to be on the other foot.

"Alright guys," Lilo told the slugs, "we're almost ready for rehearsal. You might want to limber up."

I would have said something, but I was ignoring her at the time, plus I heard a door opening.

"Huh?" I murmured, looking over, and having the pleasure of seeing my booji bu looking right back at me.

She yawned, "Aaaaaahhhh… Meega sleepy..." while rubbing her antenna back, and stretching so her chest was even more obvious.

My jaw almost hit the floor at this display. I knew she liked me, but I guess I had underestimated just how much she liked me. I grinned mischievously, letting the gears in my head turn again, thinking of what fun Angel and I might have. Angel's body was like a rare treasure, something that many crave for, but few ever have the chance to see, much less actually touch.

I decided it would be more fun if I played along with her little act.

So, I hopped off the couch, stretched and yawned, "Aaaah… Oh, sleepy!"

As I started for Angel, I felt an icy grip on my shoulder. I didn't have to turn around to know that an icy glare from Lilo would accompany it. Her grip kept me from grabbing the sweet treasures. I gave her a grin, hoping I could melt the ice with a sweet grin. That failed to work, however, as she pulled me away. I heard Angel growling slightly, disappointed with how things turned out.

I could have knocked Lilo to the floor, with how angry I was. Instead, I walked away from her, avoiding her and hoping to run into Angel again. But there was no luck with finding Angel again. Before I ran into her again, I ran into Lilo, who had an empty basket.

"What basket for?" I asked.

"It's for Angel. It's her bed for tonight."

"Okay… where are blankets and pillows?"

"In the laundry room, where she's sleeping."

"Naga. Angel sleep with us."

She glared at me, not thrilled in the least about my idea.

"If I like her better tomorrow, then I guess she can sleep upstairs tomorrow night. But I still don't trust her."

I groaned, knowing where this was going to go. I let Lilo go ahead of me to the laundry room, where Angel was, and I hid next to the door, behind the wall. I watched and made sure that Lilo did indeed give her some soft blankets and pillows.

"Stitch and I sleep upstairs," Lilo told Angel. "You get your very own bed here, next to the dryer…" In a lower voice, she finished, "And as far away from me as possible."

'I KNEW it… Lilo is jealous of Angel!' I thought triumphantly. 'I'm going to start acting the same way around Keoni if she doesn't get off Angel's case!'

I heard a chuckle from Angel, right as Lilo spotted me.

"C'mon Stitch, let's go to bed."

"Ih," I sighed dejectedly, following her.

I crawled into bed, disappointed with how Lilo had been, but thoroughly overjoyed at having met Angel. Suddenly, I realized something just as I dozed off.

'Lilo can't control my dreams!' I drowsily thought, falling asleep.

I started to dream… I dreamed that we (the experiments that Lilo and I had seen so far, including Angel, and myself), were at a party, and there was a lot of dancing.

I wasn't really a fan of dancing, but I had danced a few quick dances. Angel was busy talking with others and dancing with a few of the guys. She looked stunning in a little red dress that she was wearing.

Looking over to the left, I saw that 627 had arrived, and was eyeing her hungrily. I knew that this could be trouble if he got his way… So, I got a bit of courage, and walked up to Angel, just as a slow dance was about to begin.

"Angel, may I have this dance?" I asked her, a little worried.

"I would love to dance with you, Stitch," she answered.

I'm not one who's known for patience, so I got a little anxious while dancing with her.

"Calm down Stitch… It's a slow dance," she assured me, smiling.

I grinned at her, and finally managed to slow down. 627 had found another experiment to dance with anyways, which helped calm me down. I was really starting to have a lot of fun dancing now, probably because Angel was my dance partner.

We danced for a couple hours, but during a particularly fast dance…

"Ouch!" Angel cried, as she fell to the floor.

"Angel!" I cried out. "Are you okay?!"

"I'll be fine," she said, trying to stand up. "Ow…"

"Angel… if you're hurt too badly, it won't help one bit to keep dancing. C'mon, I'll take you home."

"I want to stay and dance…" she softly protested.

"No. I'd love to stay, but I don't want you to hurt yourself anymore."

Angel sighed, but then smiled, answering, "Yes… you're absolutely right. Take me home Stitch."

I picked her up and carried her to my buggy. I drove her home, and took her to her room.

"I'm sorry that I ruined your party fun…" she apologized as I set her in her bed.

"Ruined my fun? Being able to dance with you was the high point of the night!" I told her whole-heartedly.

She blushed slightly, then inquired, "Really?"

"Oh yeah… I think it would have been boring without you there."

She blushed a little deeper, then suddenly kissed me on the lips. My eyes bulged wide in surprise, but I accepted her token of gratitude…

Then I woke up.

'Wow…' I thought. 'That was great! Now if we could only do that for real… Maybe I should get her a gift.'

I hopped out of bed, and headed downstairs. I saw Angel in her basket, and smiled at her peaceful, sleeping form. Finally, I found something she might like, and waited a bit, figuring she might want to sleep a bit longer…