Chapter 3: 636 Escapes

Back in the house, Stitch was telling how he had kicked Jumba's patooki, and how Jumba was making a new experiment, and how Jumba had a stuffed giraffe. Lilo, google-eyed, listened to this in amazement. Kila just sat there, arms crossed and rolling her eyes.

"Uh, guys?" came a voice from the closet. "I won't yell anymore, just LEMME OUTTA HERE!" There was pounding at the door. Kila hopped off the couch and trudged over to the closet. She opened it, and out came Pleakley tumbling onto the floor. He took in a big breath, then said, "—" Kila kicked his shins (or at least where that area is), and he shut up as his mouth became two big bubbles as he tried to keep from screeching.

"But what about Nani?" Stitch asked. "Nani won't be back until 5:00. She has to stay late for work today." Pleakley ran out from his room wearing a bee-suit. "Pleakley, WHAT are you wearing?" Lilo asked. "It's my all-new, fully bee-proof protection unit from stray bees! It's all the rage. You should be wearing one!" Pleakley pulled a bee-hat from behind his back and stuck it on Lilo's head. Lilo snatched it off and tossed it on the couch. Then she lay down on the couch and sighed.

"But what about that new experiment Jumba's making? How can we stop him?" she asked. Stitch just shrugged.

Meanwhile in Jumba's lab...

"WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE AND FLUFFY! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE 626! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO LOOK LIKE-- AHH, NEVERMIND! BUT WHY?" Jumba yelled, slamming his fists onto the computer keyboard multiple times. He took in a breath, then stomped out of the room and into his sound-proof room.

"Memory deactivation activated. Erasing in 24 hours." 636 tilted her head when she heard this. Then she shrugged and started to scrap at the bottom of the glass. "Ahhh! Injiba chooga mogeeta!" She grinned evily as she slowly but surely lifted the glass off the base she was standing on. She quietly set it to the side and padded over to Jumba's room. She sniffed, then made a disgusted sound as she gave her head a quick shake. She rolled out of the room at about 60 mph.

Jumba, in his room, slammed his face on his desk. "How could this happen? I did not do hardly anything the same as I did 626! She was not supposed to look like him! Oi, what did I do wrong!"

636 stopped rolling inside of another room and looked at the vast controls of the driver's seat. She cooed, then hopped over to them. Nah, I won't destroy them, she thought. She crawled under the dashboard and started to rework some wires after tearing off the cover. The space ship's controls started to glow as a quiet, rur-ing sound became a loud chugging noise.

"What the blorgznark?" Jumba said, looking up from his magazine. "Why is the engine going?" He walked out of his room and into the main room. He looked over to the containment pod. "Oh no... 636!" Jumba dashed to the pilot's room and spotted 636 in the pilot's seat. "Jumba?" 636 yelped, turning around. She hadn't gotten the plane in the air yet, so she hopped out of her seat and tackled Jumba. "Meega nala quista!"

636 grabbed Jumba's face and pulled it straight toward hers. The head bang knocked Jumba out. 636 opened the door and threw Jumba toward the house. Then she snapped the door shut and rolled into the pilot's room. She flipped some switches and the engine roared louder as the ship's wings started to rumble.

Lilo screamed as Jumba came crashing through the roof. Stitch dashed to Lilo and pushed her out of the way right before Jumba landed on her. Unfortunately, Stitch was crushed under Jumba's giant body. "Stiiiitch!" Lilo yelled. A moan came from under Jumba as Stitch heaved Jumba off his back.

"Jumba's dead! AHHH!" Pleakley exclaimed, running around the room while flailing his arms. Kila took a closer look at Jumba. "He's not dead. Just unconscious."

"Uh... I knew that..." Pleakley said, fidgeting. Jumba groaned, then blinked open his eyes. "Ohh, my head..."

"Jumba's awake!"

"Ahh! Experiment... escaped..." Jumba croaked. Lilo tilted her head and said, "What Jumba? A new experiment!" Jumba made a crooked grin, then sat up. "Yes..."

"JUMBA! Not experiment 631!" Jumba gave a nervous laugh, then said, "Eh... not exactly..."

"Jumba..." Kila said, not liking this one bit.

"It doesn't matter what experiment! Just get a blaster! The biggest one you've got!" Jumba yelled. Stitch dashed off and came back five seconds later with a blaster that was so big he had to rest it on his shoulder. "Ah, I've been looking all over for that!" Jumba grabbed the blaster and ran outside. The rest of the family looked at each other, then ran outside after him.

Jumba was shooting at his giant ship, now hovering above the trees. "AHH! Who's got the ship!" Kila screamed. "Experiment—" The ship made a huge blasting sound as one of the wings fell off. "GOT HIM!" Jumba exclaimed. "YOU SURE DID! YOU DESTROYED THE SHIP!" Lilo yelled. "Kaboom!" Stitch said, chuckling a bit evily. The ship crashed down into the trees, and they heard a quiet, yet distinct yell of anger. It sounded like... Stitch. Stitch, confused, sniffed the air. "Cousin!" He ran in the direction of the ship.

Experiment 636 coughed as smoke poured into the cockpit. She ripped open the door and hopped out in a fighting stance. She hopped from one foot to the other, low to the floor. She tapped in some numbers on the keypad, but the main door didn't open. She growled, then slammed her two fists on it. Light beams formed in her eyes and blasted the door a couple times. Then she crawled out of the hole and into the Hawaiian air.

Stitch appeared from behind a bush. "AAAHHH!" he screamed, pointed at 636. "You got a problem with me, punk?" 636 said. She sounded just like 626, but she had very good grammer. Stitch widened his eyes as wide as they could go, almost blocking out all the light blue fur around his eyes.

Lilo, Jumba, Pleakley, and Nani emerged out of the bushes and screamed. "IT'S STITCH'S CLONE!" Lilo screeched. She ran behind Stitch and said, "Stitch! Get him!"

"Excuse me?" 636 said, putting all six hands on her hips. "I am a her. And I am NOT his clone. I am Experiment 636." All heads turned to Jumba. "Eh... sorry," he stated sheepishly. 636 stole this opportunity and rolled into the woods. "636 is getting away!" Jumba yelled, pointing in the direction 636 just took. Stitch growled, then rolled after her. The rest of the family started to run in that direction.

636 stopped in the middle of the forest and sniffed the air. She grinned evily, then shoved some leaves off a giant boulder. The boulder turned red, and then the boulder turned into a ship. Stitch's escape ship, to be exact. And now it was going to help 636 escape. Ironic, isn't it?

636 crawled into the driver's seat and turned the key in the slot. The craft lighted up and hovered a couple feet above the ground just as 626 came flying out of nowhere and landing on the ship. 636 and 626 growled at the same time as Stitch crawled near 636. 636 glared at 626, and her hand started to flame. She touched Stitch, and he flared up. "YUUUUAAAAHH!" he shrieked, falling off the ship and onto the ground. "STIIIIITCH!" Lilo yelled, running over to him. Nani, Jumba, and Pleakley came out of the bushes. 636 pulled on the steering wheel, and the craft zoomed straight up and into the air. Jumba shot some lousy attempts at the craft, and none of them hit. 636 cackled evily as she raced out of the stratosphere.

"636!" Jumba said quietly, shaking his head. "No! NO!" he roared, kneeling and pounding his huge fists on the ground. Pleakley put a hand on Jumba and said, "It's alright Jumba. You can just create another one!" Nani gave Pleakley a cold-stone look. "On second though, have you been introduced to 626? I hear he makes a fine..." Pleakley went off into a ramble. "You all don't get it," Jumba gasped. "636 was made more than 3x's as powerful as 626, and she has the functions of over 40 different experiments!"

Lilo and Stitch exchanged a look. Then Lilo said, "Jumba, why would you make such a creature?" Jumba gave them all a glare. "Oooh. THAT. Um..." Stitch said, taking a step back. Jumba let out a sigh, then walked back in the direction of his ship. "I think I'll go start to work on fixing my ship's wing if I ever want it to fly again..."

636 boomed past the barrier of Earth and into space. She started to settle back when she saw a fleet of police cruisers. They all turned toward her, and she let out a cuss word in alien. She turned the ship around 90 degrees and pressed the floor petal as far as it would go down. A red cruiser rode up behind her and started to shoot at her. She swerved the ship back and forth, then slammed on the brakes. She shot back, then stepped on the gas again. She took one shot at the red cruiser, and it blew up.

Just then, hundreds of more shots came flying at her. She turned the ship around 180 degrees, then started to shoot back. She hit a couple ships, but a ship that she had shot came flying at her. She widened her eyes as it destroyed her gun barrel. Then she narrowed her eyes and gave an evil grin.

636 smashed the hyper drive and cranked it a couple times. "She engaged her h-drive!" an officer called out. "Break formation! Get clear of that ship! This all sounds strangely familiar..." another officer shouted into his microphone. "Other vehicles detected. Do not engage hyper—" 636 pushed in the stick and she zoomed out of sight.