Yes, new chapter here. Amazing, no? Anywho, before I forget, here be chapter…which one is this? Twenty-three? Yeah, that sounds about right. Anywho, I don't own Lilo and Stitch…oh, Who's Line will not be in this chapter...on to the chapter!
"Man, what did I do to deserve this?" I asked myself after Michelle hung up. Marshmallow was once again sleeping, so there was no point talking to her…well, there was less of a point than usual…I can't understand a single thing she tries to communicate anyways. I hit the record button on my TV and walked out of the house, trying to think. 'Okay…Michelle seems to know way too much…is she working for the CIA or something? Maybe Jumba…nah.' And this mental debate took place for about a half hour while I walked around town aimlessly. I bumped into something, only to find a palm tree blocking my path. But I was on a sidewalk…I knelt down to see how in the world it was growing out of solid concrete…there was a crack in the concrete like it had been broken from beneath really fast. So that registered one of two things…either someone has created super palm trees that grow underneath sidewalks, or an experiment might be loose. I got up and looked around, seeing if there was any experiment nearby. Oddly enough, there wasn't. For that matter, there was no one around. Then I registered the fact that there was a barbeque on the beach. That explained where everyone was. But something that I had mistaken for a bush took this moment to run off. "Hey, get back here!" And with that, I completely forgot about the aforementioned barbeque.
A little while later, I dragged the bush experiment to Jumba's ship in a crate, which was the only thing I could find to carry it in. "Man, for a bush, you're heavy." I said to the bush. It just made a hissing noise and tried again to get out of the crate. I set the crate down by the loading ramp of Jumba's ship and put a few rocks on top, mainly to keep the crate where it was, but also so that if Gantu came by, he'd think it was just a crate with junk inside. Well, that was my guess as to what he might think. "Hey Jumba, one of your experiments wants to see you." I called. Jumba came out from behind something that was covered in a tarp, covered in oil and something green. Probably antifreeze.
"Ahhh…where is being experiment?" he asked, looking around. I shrugged and pointed at the crate.
"It should be in there…that's where I put it anyways. It might have escaped…can bushes escape from crates?" I asked.
"I am remembering early bush experiment, but no, it was not good at escaping…was designed to create thick forests to hide commandos in." Jumba said, laughing. "Am forgetting which number it was. Oh well."
"Well, I'll let Lilo worry about that…as far as where it's 'true place' thingy is, maybe with the logging company so they don't have to cut down the jungle…" I thought out loud. Jumba looked at me with an expression I can't really read.
"You are being almost as good as little girl at finding one true place." He said. I just shrugged.
The next day, which was again not a school day (apparently there is a teacher in-service day every week), I popped by Lilo's house to see if she was home. Oddly enough, she was on the front porch, working on something I really couldn't see from the bottom of the porch. Whatever it was, she didn't know I was there….so being very careful, I went around to a side set of stairs to the porch and walked up behind her, thinking about how I should scare her.
Okay, sorry it's such a short chapter…more of a filler one, really. But I have been busy on dA…I'll put the link in my profile. Please review!
