Well, I'm updating again. A new experiment will make an appearance, one from Jumba. And to mareo: I realize that but everyone else uses "he" instead of "it" when referring to 552,so I just thought, ah, what the heck. I'll do it too.

Chapter 27

B2 POV

I heard a knock at the front door of the spaceship. Without warning, 625 picked me up and shoved me back into my cage. A few seconds later, Gantu came into the room with a frown on his face and empty-handed.

"The trog got away."

"It's ok, G, you're used to it."

"Shut up, 625!"

"Gantu! Where is my experiment!"

That annoying gerbil was on the screen again. I tuned him out as I turned to 625.

"Does this guy call you guys every day?"

"Yep!"

"How lucky you must feel."

"Shut up you puny dragon-like creature!"

"You shut up. What was your name again?"

"Hamsterveil! Hamsterveil!"

"That is the stupidest name I've heard in all my life."

"Stop with the insulting! It is I who does the insulting around here?"

"What are you going to do? Bite me?"

"Gantu! Shut him up!"

Gantu opened the cage door and I jumped on his face and clawed at him. He tried to grab me but I jumped off of him and ran towards the screen.

"This is what I think of you and your stupid fake accent you dumb Gerbil!"

"Hamst!"

Before he could finish I blew up the screen and ran off as Gantu chased after me. I headed towards the other cages and let the other experiments out. They scattered in every direction and Gantu couldn't catch any of them. 625 opened the elevator door and we all ran into the elevator. The door shut and we hit the bottom floor and headed for the front door. I melted it and we all took off. I didn't bother trying to catch them and just walked into the forest. Hey, Lilo and Stitch can look for them all they want but I just want to get home.

605 POV

The gerbil's having another hissy-fit. What was it this time? Would you believe it had something to do with a talking lizard? Gantu captured some lizard claiming it was an experiment. But Hamsterveil didn't recognize it and neither did I. And I know all 626 experiments. Including the blue one who had no dignity. The one who let himself become the little girl's pet. It's his fault I was in the clutches of the Gerbil. My thoughts we're interrupted by a high-pitched voice.

"605! Get over here!"

Wonderful. What did he want now?

"When are you going to tell me what your primary function is?"

"This again? Go suck on a straw!"

The truth is that no one knows what I was created for. Well, no one except Jumba. But that fat idiot won't tell a soul. He wouldn't even tell me. And why hasn't the fluffy rodent have Jumba captured and interrogated? The answer is simple. Not only did he look like a gerbil, but his intelligence was about the size of a gerbil's as well. At least when it came to common sense anyway. He even had this robot that made most of his decisions for him. But that thing went on the fritz a few days ago and now only speaks nonsensical things like 'unb jod blit go flyte pie!'

"How dare you speak to me that way, you creation of Jumba, you! You shall be punished!"

He pulled out his whip that he used on the other experiments when he was 'training' them. He struck out at me but I deflected it with my sword. It was the only thing I had to defend myself. And using a sword was one of the only things I was actually good at. So as each strike he made I countered with my own. His fighting power was getting wild and desperate. Now was the time that I could have easily overpowered him. But I didn't. He wasn't happy that I was able to defend myself, but there was nothing he could do about it. And there was no way he that he would have the guts to take this sword from me. No one touches my sword.

"Ah, forget this! My robots will take care of you."

You know what the sad thing is? This is a daily ritual. Everyday I find some way to annoy him, he tries to put me in my place, after about 5 minutes, he realizes that he should have his robots attack me, and by the time he actually gets them to work right, I've destroyed most of them. Robots are so overrated. Only today he had the sense to give the robots a tune up. They we're working perfectly. And they outnumbered me, 200 to 1.

R R, please.