Nothing much to say... except I'm working on chapter 7 on this fic now...

Chapter 3

Feelin' Like A Third Wheel

Lilo was waiting excitedly at her house for Marie and 625 to arrive to her house for a visit. Stitch was on the porch of the hose playing a game of checkers with Sparky. It was Stitch's turn to make a move. He jumped over Sparky's black piece and swiped it off the board.

Lilo saw two figures walk up their driveway. It was Marie and 625. Lilo ran down from her porch to greet the two.

'' Hi Marie'', Lilo greeted, before turning to 625,'' I see your feeling better 625.''

625 crossed his arms across his chest, angrily.

'' So you wanna come inside Marie? I've got the new vampire game!'', Lilo said.

'' Sure!'', Marie said.

'' 625, Stitch is up on the porch with Sparky'', Lilo said.

Are you kidding me... again, 625 thought.

Then Marie and Lilo went inside the house, leaving the little sandwich maker all by himself. He had no other choice but to go with Stitch and Sparky, who were playing a two player game.

'' You two playing checkers huh?'', 625 asked, trying to pick up on a conversation.

'' I see you're feeling better'', Stitch muttered.

'' Why does everyone keep saying that?''

'' You were sick and you didn't come for three days.''

'' I know that.''

625 felt as he were being really ignored as Stitch was moving his checker pieces to jump over Sparky's pieces. He sighed as he sat to watch the two play the game. In Stitch's alien language he said a few words to Sparky, as he laughed.

625 felt left out and ignored. In the beginning of the week Sparky's been boding with Stitch, leaving 625 left out. 625 hated feeling sorry for himself, but everytime he came here, ever since Sparky joined in, Stitch has been ignoring 625.

This is why 625 was trying to make himself sick, everytime he came here he felt sorry for himself, because he didn't have a really close friend to talk to. He saw how much Stitch and Sparky has been bonding, that 625 felt jealous, but never wanted to express in words, but in anger, leading him to use his sarcasm to get attention, even if the attention was negative.

This was the source of 625's sarcasm. 625 felt as he didn't have a close friend to talk to, and he felt as if he'll never will. All he wanted was a close friend to share all of his secrets with and somebody who cared, he felt so lonely which explains why he was emotionally upset. He still wasn't used to talking about his issues, still used to bottling it up inside and using sarcasm to hide his true emotions, only to end up isolating himself from the world.

He saw what a perfect friendship Stitch and Sparky were, why was it kind of hard for 625 himself to make friends?

Stitch and Sparky finished playing their game of checkers and got up from their seats to go inside the house. 625 refused to tag along. Stitch and Sparky entered the house leaving 625 all by himself once more. Then 625 felt a little lonely. He looked at the world outside from the porch and sighed. He sat down letting his feet hang from the side of the porch.

Everyone seemed to be close friends in his point of view. Marie and Lilo, Stitch and Sparky, Even Peg and Gantu... 625 had nobody to be friends with, except his teddy bear, but even he was weary to admit that.

Perhaps a sandwich would get him out of his lonely state for a while. He got up and walked to the house entering through the dog door and looking down on the floor.

'' 625?'', Marie asked.

625 perked up to see Marie with Lilo. They seemed to be working on some photo album, since there were pieces of colored paper in assorted colors scattered throughout the floor.

'' Are you looking for Stitch?'', Lilo asked.

625 diverted the question,'' What are you two making?''

'' A photo album, with pictures of everyone, it's a friendship album.''

There was that stupid word again... friendship.

'' Yeah that's nice...'', 625 said, as he looked at a picture of Stitch and Sparky,'' Those two seem like they're going to eat each others faces.''

'' 625!'', Marie scolded.

'' What?''

'' You can't keep your wisecracks to yourself!''

'' So? I don't have time for this. I need a sandwich...''

He turned to the hallway to the kitchen to find materials to make a sandwich.

'' Please excuse 625's behavior. He's been a little mean lately'', Marie said.

Lilo turned to her,'' Like the wisecrack he said about Myrtle's face?''

'' Yep. I want to see a nice side to him.''

'' Hold on a second. I have just the thing!'', Lilo said as she pulled out a sketchbook and turned to a page that showed an outline of stitch colored in with a red crayon.

'' What's that?''

'' It's a drawing of Stitch, the reason he's colored in red, that used to be his badness level...''

'' He used to be bad?''

'' Yep, but now he's good. You could make a chart of 625 to find out his sarcasm level.''

'' I like the sound of that! I'll use green to fill out his sarcasm level, using my erasable colored pencil, if he shows signs of good behavior, I'll erase some of the green colored in until he seems to be good.''

'' That's a good idea.''

'' Plus if I see 625 doing good deeds... I'll give him a sticker.''

'' Even better!''

'' Let me color in his sarcasm level.''

Marie pulled out a black marker and drew an outline of 625. Then used her green colored pencil to fill in 625's sarcasm level,'' Lilo help me think of the insults that 625 said.''

'' There was that insult that he said about Myrtle's face...''

'' I know some others. 625 said an insult about my mom's oatmeal, he said an insult at the mailman... the mailman wasn't happy about that neither. Hmm, the insult he said about the jogger, about Stitch and Sparky. There's more, he insulted a guy wearing a red shirt, insulted a guy and his dog.''

'' He insulted Keoni.''

'' That too. He insulted the couple on their honeymoon. The guy with the sunburn and pistachio ice cream, he also insulted a police officer...'', Then Marie whispered,'' He almost got arrested.''

Then Jumba walked into the room and sat on the sofa.

'' 625 has alot of sarcasm for a little guy'', Marie said.

Jumba overheard that,'' Are you talking about 625?''

'' Yes, seems to me that his sarcasm level is very high for a cute little guy'', Marie said, handing Jumba the chart of 625's sarcasm level.

'' Whoa!'', Jumba said, stunned at how high 625's sarcasm level was.

Marie sighed then said casually,'' Don't blame me, blame the chart... and 625.''

'' This is normal behavior for 625 anyway'', Jumba said,'' He was supposedly to be my most best experiment ever made, but only thing he ever does is eat sandwiches, sleep, and wisecrack.''

'' Is there anyway to bring his sarcasm level down?''

'' It's down to impossible, I've tried so many times to find the source of 625's sarcasm, but problem 625 is so good in hiding his true feelings. I'm still not sure if he is still angry at me.''

'' Oh yeah... that story'', Lilo said.

'' Do you think he's still angry at the glitch you infected into him?'', Marie asked.

'' Nah, 625 forgave me... I think... hard to remember'', Jumba said.

'' Does 625 show clues to why he's like... the way he is?''

'' Sometimes, but he covers it up quickly with sarcasm... or his sandwich''.

Jumba handed the chart back to Marie.

'' Oh, his high sarcasm level...'', Marie said, in a loose moan as she slouched down.

'' The only thing I can say is... I won't be surprised if 625's sarcasm level reaches to the tippy top if his three antennae on his head.''

Marie crossed her arms over her chest, as she remarked sarcastically,'' Gee, thanks for your help.''

Then Stitch and sparky entered the room wondering why everyone seemed to be in a meeting.

'' Hey, where's 625?''

'' Eating sandwiches, and drinking root beer'', Stitch answered.

'' Oh no... not again'', Marie said.

'' What's wrong with drinking soda?'', Lilo asked.

'' Root beer goes right through him, and his veterinarian, Mrs. Fruitybooty discovered that he had a cavity. I think it's fro the soda he keeps drinking.''

'' Fruitybooty!'', Jumba said, suppressing his laughter.

'' I know it's funny. Oh darn, I forgot to fill out some of 625's sarcasm level, he said a wisecrack about his vet, when we took him there two days ago.''

Marie took out her green colored pencil and colored in some more of the chart,'' I'm going to have a little discussion with 625 tonight to explain his high sarcasm level.''

'' You're going to have to make sure he listens'', Jumba interrupted.

'' What do you mean?''

'' 625 always says wisecrack and ignore.''

'' I'll make sure he doesn't do that. If he does, he's going to have to eat my mother's oatmeal that he hates so much every breakfast for a week.''

'' That'll make him listen.''

625 entered the room, wondering what or who the people were talking about, with a sandwich in one hand and a can of root beer on the other,'' Everyone's having a meeting or something?''

Then everybody went silent while staring at 625, making the little sandwich maker feel a little uncomfortable,'' What is everybody staring at me for?''

'' Nothing, we were having a friendship meeting'', Marie replied.

625 rolled his eyeballs, then remarked sarcastically,'' That's nice. Don't have fun.''

Marie filled up 625's sarcasm chart a little bit more. 625 didn't notice as he trotted back to the kitchen.

Lilo sighed,'' How high is his sarcasm level now?''

Marie showed Lilo the chart.

'' Holy cannoli!'', Lilo blurted out.

Marie placed the chart down beside her,'' It's very high now.''

'' You should talk to him soon'', Lilo said.

'' I will. Besides I have to go soon. I need to pick up some things from the grocery store.''

She got down to the floor to gather her things, while stacking them neatly in a row,'' 625!''

625 didn't come to Marie the first call.

'' 625!''

625 walked to her guzzling down the rest of his root beer and finishing the rest of his sandwich,'' What?''

'' We're leaving, to the grocery store. Plus I want you to be on your best behavior.''

625 looked at his hands,'' Okay, okay.''

'' Bye Lilo, Stitch, Sparky, and Jumba.''

'' Bye Marie and 625.''

'' 625, don't be rude, say goodbye.''

625 didn't want to say anything, but Marie nudged him on the shoulder to make him say it, he said speaking rudely,'' Bye everyone...''

He turned around and stood on the porch to wait for Marie. Marie said a final goodbye before turning to 625 with an angry look on her face.

'' What?'', 625 said, innocently, while looking at the floor.

Marie turned to face the stairs and walked down the steps, as 625 lagged behind. 625 began to feel unwanted by Marie, or by anyone for that matter. He began to feel sad again, and angry at the same time.

They walked down the sidewalk and out into the public streets. Marie turned to 625 and sighed.

'' What?'', 625 asked again.

'' I think you should stay home when I go to the grocery store'', Marie replied.

'' Oh okay... Are we still going to see the t.v. movie tonight?''

'' Fine. Take my books, and I'll see you later.''

Marie handed 625 the books that she was carrying, as she walked off on her way to the grocery store, without saying a goodbye or anything. 625 sighed as he walked home all by himself, watching Marie walk to the store, until he didn't see her anymore until she turned a corner.

625 arrived to his house and opened the door, watching Peg vacuum the carpets. 625 moved out of the way so she could have some room to clean. He slowly walked up the stairs and to the bedroom, closing the door behind him when he entered inside.

Placing Marie's books on her bed, he focused on his loneliness, Does Marie hate me?

He had to find out. He remembered that Marie hid her diary under her bed. Hopping off of the bed, he crouched down to the floor to find her diary, even if it meant invasion of her privacy. He crawled under the bed moving a few things that were in his way.

'' Jump rope, jacks, some drawings, rubber balls, my squeak toy, aha! The diary'', 625 said to himself.

He crawled out from under the bed and pulled out a pink diary, with a lock on it. 625 retracted one of his fingernails and picked the lock, opening the diary while tossing the lock over his shoulder.

He flipped many pages to see which pages had his name, or number on it. he stopped on a random page and began reading to himself:

Dear Diary,

625 and I are doing great. 625 was in the backyard playing the super 625 game and I was the trapped princess, until my mom called us for dinner, it was getting late anyway. Nothing new happened, except Peg caught 625 wearing his cape and figured out that we were playing the super 625 game. Boy, 625's face sure was red that day...

625 slammed the book remembering that day, laughing sheepishly. He sighed and opened the book to see anything non-embarrassing about him. He went on to the most recent journal entries.

Dear Diary,

I went to Lilo's house today after hula class. We had alot of fun playing ''Vampire''. Stitch invited Sparky over with 625. They sure seemed to have alot of fun, but I wasn't too sure of 625 having fun, he sat out through their entire game...

625 scoffed also remembering that day, I sat out because 626 and 221 were playing a two player game, and they excluded me out of it. They ignored me.

Turning to the next day, it was almost the same thing as yesterday's writing except they played different games and stuff, yes and 625 was left out.

The next day was completely different:

Dear Diary,

I really wanted to go to Lilo's house today, but 625 fell ill. He seemed okay yesterday, but this afternoon he tossed his sandwiches on the living room carpet. That sure was really gross, and my mom was so angry at 625... If he gets worse from his illness we'll have to take him to the vet to see Mrs. Fruitybooty. He complained of a stomachache all day, and I had to take care of him, he sure didn't seem to well neither...

625 turned the page, to the next journal entry not wanting to be reminded of the little incident he had on the carpet that day.

Dear Diary,

625 seems a little better today. He didn't lose his sandwiches, and he came to hula class with me today, but his behavior was a little... bad. Okay, just today 625 was completely rude! He insulted alot of people! He insulted my mother's oatmeal, the mailman, Myrtle's face, some guy in a red shirt that was walking his dog, a honeymoon couple, the sunburned ice cream tourist, Keoni, then a police officer. Yes, exactly in that order. I told 625 to never insult a police officer while he's on or off duty. He's been very bad, and I'm not going to encourage this behavior. I'm gonna have to see if he can behave good, or else...

625 gulped, as that was the whole journal entry, ... Or else?

He turned to the next page and the next journal entries...

TBC...

R&R (Is anyone reading? Reviewing yourself is no fun.)