Alien Ohana Extensions:
Chip's New Look
Chapter 1: Shave and a Haircut
It was that time again. The Pelekai family needed a haircut. (At least Lilo and Nani did, the rest just like to be restyled.) They went to Clip's beauty parlor. She said the treatment was on the house. Lilo had her hair done the way she liked it. Nani tried some different styles before going back to her old one. Stitch's coat was cleaned and trimmed. (It took them a while to get him to hold still.) Jumba had a back massage. Evil genius work required sitting for a while, and loosening his back helped get back into form. Pleakley had a facial treatment and got some new wigs. Draco had his horns bent into different styles. (His horns were adjustable like pipe cleaners.) He even got a manicure which used several files. Finally he got his skin rubbed to help get rid of the peelings. (He shed his skin like other reptiles.) And when he was done, he looked as if had just been created.
Chip waited for the others to finish. His body only needed polishing. In some cases, he had his techno-organs transferred to a spare body. He rubbed the top of his head. His fingers made light squeaking sounds against the bare surface. "Sometimes I envy those guys," he said to himself. "I know their toilettes spend time but at least they look better when their done." He looked in the mirror. His robotic exo-body had no charm or fashion. He might as well have buttons and lights all over him like R2-D2, a name he is often called. He looked to his right. Morph was sitting right beside him minding his own business. Because of Morph's regenerative abilities, he barely needed any care regarding his body. "Well Morph," said Chip. "At least we have each other to keep us company." "Speak for yourself, cue ball," said Morph. He jumped from his seat and waddled to the middle of the room. He concentrated for a moment and grew a full head of hair. It was multi-colored and was a combination of an afro, a pompadour, a Mohawk, dreadlocks, and a mullet. Everyone instantly surrounded him and commented on his hair. Chip was all alone again. "Maybe I should except what I look like and pay more attention to the better parts inside," he said to himself. Morph concentrated again and grew a full beard that perfectly matched his hair. More admiration resounded from this. "Or maybe I should design s formula that will make the handsomest experiment around." He broke off with an evil laugh with a thunder and lightning background.
He almost immediately felt a large hand on his shoulder. Chip looked up and saw Jumba's smiling face. "Jumba, what are you doing here?" asked Chip. "I'm not so interested in hair styles. Was my hearing correct in hearing your evil laugh?" "Yes, I'm planning to get something that everyone else has besides me." "You're getting a second eye?" asked Jumba. "No, I'm getting some hair," said Chip. "Ha, ha, ha, 6-2-9, I had exact same problem when 1-7-7 was first created. It took years for me to get over it. Hair is not all that important." "It's not just the hair," said Chip. "Look at me. If you didn't know that I was one of your genetic experiments, what would you say I was?" "I would say you were robotic servant," said Jumba. "Yes, wait… robotic servant?" "What else would your body be good for?" "Touché, it's actually the fact that I look unnatural and artificial that stings. The others can blend in to a certain degree, but I stick out like a sore pink thumb and I'm not even pink." "What does being pink have to do with it?" asked Jumba. "I have no idea," said Chip. "Hmm, I'm starting to see point, but for formula to work you'll need DNA from island natives for right features." "Where am I going to find that?" Chip asked himself. He looked around and saw trimmings from Lilo and Nani's hair. He quickly gathered these up along with other woman's hair. "Good thinking, 6-2-9," said Jumba. "Earth females grow longer hair than earth males. Tell me how project ends. I need to get some aromatherapy soaps." Chip gave him a strange look. "For Pleakley of course," added Jumba hastily. Chip left with the hair and went to the laboratory in the Chateau.