Hamsterviel: (Looks up and exhales slowly) Oh...they are bright today...(Scans the sky before smiling genuinely when he found it) Grand Councilwoman, I have found it. To the right of the red moon, slightly north. If you see the four stars as its tail, the body of six stars, and the two stars as the crown.
Grand Councilwoman: Yes, I see it. It...looks like a Cazan closely. (Cat-like alien species)
Hamsterviel: You presume correctly. That constellation represents the legend of King Darain. Perhaps three thousand years ago, the planet of the Cazans was in turmoil, having droughts of great extreme, and they were wary of venturing into deep space beyond their known galaxy. Darain was a curious one, wondering and dreaming of what's out there, and his friends were most anxious when they found out that Darain chose to leave the planet after the latest drought killed off his hometown's crops.
He risked his life to venture beyond his home, and perhaps a week in, he found a most friendly planet of developed farms and cities. He asked for help, and he bought home plans for deep-planet wells plus a entourage of water-carrying cruisers. His people was so grateful and overjoyed that they firmly decided that Darain are to be honored with the most devoted title ever, and that is the title of king. And so, King Darain's reign began happily, and ended peacefully within a hundred years, giving the throne to his grandson, and so on.
Grand Councilwoman (Smiles): You sure know a lot about constellations, don't you?
Hamsterviel: (Chuckles) Believe me, the constellations are a palm of relaxation for me when I was only a simple alien.
Grand Councilwoman (looks at her watch): Ah, there's 40 minutes left until you need to be taken to the Execution Auditorium room for your execution. Want to head back to your cell before that?
Hamsterviel: Can I be allowed to watch the stars a bit longer? And I admit that I am very curious to know if you have a favorite constellation yourself.
Grand Councilwoman: By a little longer, do you mean until your...execution time?
Hamsterviel: No, no. Perhaps 10 minutes more, and I presume the walk to the (sighs) Execution Auditorium room takes some minutes as well.
Grand Councilwoman: Only 3 minutes from your cell. But, the guards will have to stay here with you while you're out here.
Hamsterviel: I understand. It's their job after all. So, what's your favorite constellation?
Grand Councilwoman: Hmmm...tough one, but I'll have to say the classic constellation of The Big Dipper.
Hamsterviel: (Blinks in surprise before slightly nodding) I couldn't blame your alliance with Earth when from their point of view, the constellations are unique. I only have heard about the constellation of the Big Dipper thanks to Gantu, but I never knew the story behind it.
Grand Councilwoman (nods): I have some more duties to report to, now. (to the Guards) Guards, in 10 minutes, escort Dr. Hamsterviel back to his cell. And then at 1:55 pm, take Dr. Hamsterviel to the Execution Auditorium.
Guards: Yes, Grand Councilwoman, ma'am!
Grand Councilwoman: Good. (Walks off) And when it's time..may you have a painless death, Hamsterviel.
Hamsterviel: (Smiles a little at her before looking up at the stars, taking deep breaths here and there, and gasps softly as he sees a shooting star momentarily)
(The scene cuts to show the inside of Dr. Hamsterviel's "Death Row" cell once again about 12 minutes later, just as the door opens, and the 4 guards proceed to escort the chained-up Dr. Hamsterviel back inside. Once back inside, the guards unlock all of the lengths of chains, unlock and remove the metal collar the chains are attached to, and unlock the floating saucer platform from Hamsterviel's feet, removing him from said saucer before placing him back on the floor. And finally, one of the guards unlocked the handcuffs from Hamsterviel's hands and removed them...)
Guard 1: Alright, we hope you enjoyed your last request. Need anything else before your execution time?
Hamsterviel: Is it possible to have a hologram voice recorder for my last words?
Guard 1: You mean when it's time to say your last words right before your execution?
Hamsterviel: Yes. They have it in the...ah, auditorium room?
Guard 1: We can ask. Why do you need one, anyway? Why do you want to record your last words?
Hamsterviel: Two reasons. One: I have decided where I am to be buried. Two: (Sighs heavily) I need to apologize to Gio Pelekai for the sake of his family. I've thought a lot about it.
Guard 1: Hmmm...well, if the Grand Councilwoman comes back before your execution time with plenty of time to spare, you could talk to her about arrangements for your burial, and if you can make a final video call to Gio to apologize to him. Can that work?
Hamsterviel: That works quite splendidly, thank you.
Guard 1 (nods): Very well. I'll go inform the Grand Councilwoman. (to other 3 Guards) Let's go, men...(walks towards open cell door)
Hamsterviel: (Walks and hops into the edge of bed, grinning slightly as he realized that he can be a kid again for a few moments, and proceeded to jump on the bed, glad that he's small for once.)
Guard 1 (looks back but doesn't stop Hamsterviel): Have a good day, Dr. Hamsterviel. (exits cell with 3 other guards) And...when it's time, have a good departure from the world. (closes and locks cell door behind him)
Hamsterviel: (After jumping on the bed for a bit, and laughing heartily before he stopped, panting a bit heavy as he took a seat.) Ah, been a long time since I've done that...I wonder if my parents have regretted their decision about disowning me...Oh, well, they could always visit my burial spot...I just hope Grand Councilwoman's connections can help with the arrangements...
(The scene cuts to show the cell door opening, and once again, the Grand Councilwoman walked inside...)
Grand Councilwoman: You wanted to see me again, Dr. Hamsterviel?
Hamsterviel: I have decided where I am to be buried, Grand Councilwoman.
Grand Councilwoman: So I've heard...(sits down on stool) And where would that be?
Hamsterviel: At the last star of the tail of my favorite constellation. Sure, once upon a time, I would have gone for one of the stars in the crown, but I'm humble now. And yes, I know, up close, stars is actually planets shining off a sun or something similar.
Grand Councilwoman (nods): And would you like to be buried under a tombstone there?
Hamsterviel: Yes, please. Have it say 'Here lies Jacques Hamsterviel who has seen peace for all he had done wrong.'. (Sighs) I know you have my life history on file as all prisoners are required to have...Is my parents deceased or are they still living? I have never thought to look into them for years since I left...
Grand Councilwoman: Yes...I-I do have their information on file, and up to date, I may add. They are alive and well, yes. And...I...must tell you something important, Hamsterviel...
Hamsterviel: (looks concerned)
Grand Councilwoman: Your parents...r-regret ever disowning you, and have been searching for you for all these years.
Hamsterviel: Truly? But how come they couldn't stop me? Even if my home planet is simple, we still have great technology despite the tendency for my people to use natural resources, and hyperspace would have done the transport easy enough.
Grand Councilwoman: Well...they felt so horrible about what they did to you, that they thought if they showed themselves to you, that you'd harm them out of anger.
Hamsterviel: (Exhales sharply) Oh...I would have put them into cells by force, but killing them, I'm not that insane. They gave life to me, you know?
Grand Councilwoman: Well, I know that, but I'm sure they didn't know that.
Hamsterviel: (Nods) That certainly makes sense...(Looks at her) A-are they here to witness...?
Grand Councilwoman (nods): Yes...and they also would like to visit you in your cell before you die. But before that, I was told you wanted to do something relating to Gio?
Hamsterviel: (Exhales) Oh, by the galaxy, they're wanting to see me?...Right, Gio Pelekai. I want to apologize properly to Gio through his family. I know he's to see me die, but I want him to know that he doesn't have to worry anymore, for himself or the family, that I've seen the consequences for all what I've done to him and his family.
Grand Councilwoman: Well, I can either have him quickly teleport here so you can apologize him face-to-face, or you can choose to apologize to him via video chat. Your choice, Dr. Hamsterviel.
Hamsterviel: (Sighs) I am most positive he wouldn't want to leave Earth, and besides, I have the feeling that he has better things to do than facing a lowly criminal like me...Video Chat is the best choice.
Grand Councilwoman: Hmmm...would you like me to ask Gio on your behalf, maybe?
Hamsterviel: I'd be grateful for that, Grand Councilwoman.
(The scene cuts back to Earth, to show Stitch arriving back on the buffet's top floor private dinning room with Gio's backpack...)
Gio: Thanks, Stitch!
Stitch: You're very welcome, Gio. (Grins brightly as Lilo pushed a plate of coffee cake slices to him)
Lilo: I promised you coffee cake, so there you go, Stitch.
Stitch: Mahalo, Lilo!
Gio (takes bag and opens it): Perfect! (removes tablet) Now, to get ready to privately view that execution!
Nani: Right on time, then?
Gio: Yep...(checks watch): Ah, 1:25 pm. In just 20 minutes, the execution will begin.
Jumba: Let be eating some more, then? You have some time left.
Gio: I sure do! (continues eating)
David: What a day, eh? Are we gonna have one last movie night after this?
Gio: Oh...I haven't thought of that, actually.
Pleakley: It is a good idea. I mean, it's your day, so why not have your night as well?
Lilo: Yeah! You can choose the movie!
Gio: Hmmm...(rubs chin) Oh, I got it! (stops rubbing chin) How about the 2005 version of "King Kong"?
Stitch: Oooh! Kong not monster but huge! Wanna see it!
Lilo: Ditto!
Nani: That sounds like a great movie! I can drive us to Blockbuster after we're done for the day here at the park and all.
Pleakley: Great, we're on for a movie night, then. Popcorn bowls for all.
Jumba: I curious to see why ape huge than native monkeys.
David: Count me in! King Kong is awesome.
Gio (nods): Oh, and I got to return the bike later today. It's still at the house.
Nani: Do you want to go to the house first, pick up the bike, return it, and then Blockbuster? I mean, the jeep, we can load the bike in at the back with a couple of straps.
Gio: Hmmm...I guess that'll work...
Pleakley: Brilliant! I and the others can set up the popcorn, beanbags, and get into our pajamas while you and Nani can drop off the bike and pick up the movie.
Gio: Perfect! Now...(checks watch) There's still time before the execution time, so...
Stitch: (Ears perk) Tablet vibrating!
Gio: Huh? (looks down and sees that it's vibrating): Oh, I think I'm getting a call...(pushes green "Pick-Up" button) Hello?
Grand Councilwoman: Aloha, Gio. Afternoon. I do hope I'm not interrupting your free time before the execution.
Gio: Oh, it's fine!
Grand Councilwoman: I am relieved to hear that. Now, I am hoping to ask you if you'd consider a teleportation to Turo or a video chat to hear Dr. Hamsterviel out. He has thought a lot, and he deeply wants to apologize to you through your family.
Gio (rubs chin): I guess I choose teleportation. I'll throw on a water shirt, and see if Uncle Jumba can use his ship's teleportation tube to transport me.
Grand Councilwoman: Dr. Hamsterviel will be surprised. He'd thought that you'd prefer video chat than go for teleportation to face a lowly criminal of his likes. Not my words, his words.
Gio: Well, I'll be there soon...See ya. (Hangs up)
Jumba: Lucky I have size-changing version of teleportation tube. (Looks into his bag, and pulls out his invention, and sets out from his chair, putting down the teleportation tube platform that grows out to a big size from tiny size with a button.) You have coordinates?
Gio: Uh...I wouldn't know...
Stitch: Turo Galactic Prison. You still have file of Grand Councilwoman's recent call? File have coordinates.
Gio: I can check...(pulls it up) Ah, here it is! (Flips it over to show Jumba)
Jumba: Brilliant! (Punches coordinate panel buttons, and the teleportation tube whirs up with a almost quiet hum) Okay, it ready for you. Only feel like very, very high speed, and you won't be noticing as teleportation takes seconds.
Gio: So, I just step inside?
Jumba: Yes. I push teleport button when you ready.
Gio: It won't hurt, will it?
Jumba: No hurt, only low tingling sensation.
Gio: Okay...(sighs) Go!
Jumba: (Nods and pushes button) Three seconds. Close mouth.
Gio (closes mouth)
(The teleportation tube swirls light around Gio, and with a flash, Gio vanishes.)
Lilo: He'll be back, right?
Jumba: Knowing Hamsterviel, might be more than 5 minutes to talk as he like to be long-winded.
Nani: Do you think Hamsterviel will hurt Gio?
Jumba: Knowing prison well, Grand Councilwoman and guards will be very close by. Hamsterviel bound to be obeying especially when he to be executed soon with injection.
(The scene cuts to show a massive room with curved metal walls, and a row of 10 teleportation tube chambers, as well as several panels of buttons and switches, and several alien employees working on said control panels, monitoring the constant coming and going of aliens or human visitors being teleported...and ironically, Gio was the only one who appeared in the 6th tube over on the right...)
Gio (looks left and right): Whoa...(steps out as tube cover opens up)
Cobra Bubbles: (Comes out from the shadows by door, nodding lightly) Gio Pelekai. It's nice to see you again. Been a while since Lilo's birthday.
Gio (jumps): AAAAHHHH! (sighs in relief) Oh, Mr. Bubbles...
Cobra: (Raises a eyebrow) Glad to see that my stealth skills isn't getting rusty. Ready to face Hamsterviel?
Gio (gulps): Y-Yes...
Cobra: (Gestures gently with a hand) Don't worry about it, Gio. Hamsterviel is surprisingly sentimental today. He just talked to his parents earlier. Turns out that he was disowned, and they haven't seen each other for years, and now they're moved on.
Gio (eyes widen): I...I didn't know that he had such a bad past...
Cobra: Indeed. It was surprising to me yet I kind of expected it. After all, people aren't born bad/evil.
Gio (nods): So, where is the Grand Councilwoman?
Cobra: She's waiting for us at Hamsterviel's cell. (Gestures with a hand) We must not be late for your chat with him...Are you going back to Earth after the chat, or are you staying to watch the execution here? I know I heard that you're already chosen to watch the execution via video call on Earth...but still, perhaps chatting with Hamsterviel would change your mind...
Gio: Why would he want me to watch his execution in person?
Cobra: No, no, I misspoke incorrectly. He understands that you didn't want to watch the execution in person. I think if the chat between you and him is deeply emotional, you might change your mind to watch it in person, never by force or anything.
Gio (sighs): I...I'll think about it.
Cobra: That's the least you could do. Hamsterviel won't blame you. We're close now.
(The scene cuts to show Gio and Cobra Bubbles arriving at the outside of Hamsterviel's "Death Row" cell, where standing outside the cell's door, the Grand Councilwoman herself was waiting, very happy to see Gio...)
Grand Councilwoman: Gio! I am glad to see you, even if on such a solemn hour today. Dr. Hamsterviel's parents are just finishing up with a hug...Ah, here they come. (Door open and closes as a pair of Hamsterviel's species appear. Gio took a good look at them, and blinked softly to realize that they actually have features and fur that Hamsterviel received. The male is dark gray furred with a pink nose while next to him, the female is white-furred with a black nose.)
Gio (nervous): Uh...hi!
The white female: Oh! You must be the infamous Gio that my boy was making trouble about...Oh, where are my manners? I am Maria, and this is my husband, Samuel.
Gio (Smiles): Nice to meet you both. Is...your son...mad at me?
Samuel: He respects you. He told us stories of how you are protective of your family, your crafty ways to be sassy with words, and how you like to pull jokes on others, never the extremely bad parts that led to his misdeeds, through he implied a bit here and there.
Gio: Oh...uh...(tugs on water shirt collar)
Maria: Dear boy, you don't have to be worried. My son isn't mad anymore. He's feeling mighty sorry.
Samuel: He wasn't sure you'd come.
