Lilo & Stitch's Star Trek
Chapter 23: Threats and Arguments
"Naga!"
"Ih!"
Experiment
426 was leaning against a pole, arguing with 419, who was pressing a
bunch of buttons.
"Naga!"
"Ih!"
"Naga!"
"Ih!"
"Naga!"
"Ih!"
"QUIET!"
"What's
up, Dr J?"
Jumba's
image flickered on and off one of the screens.
"You
have to for to be getting out of there!"
"But
we can't… for… to… be… getting out of here!" replied 426.
"And
why not?"
"Your
'intruder' is blocking the doorway."
The
creature was doing something to the controls of the doorway.
"What?
You are telling me that you are in Engineering Section…"
"Uhuh…"
"…and
that little girl, 626 and one-eyed noodle is heading your way this
instant?"
"Well…
actually, you're telling us now."
"You
have to be hiding! In laundry chute, near T4…"
"There's
a laundry in here?" asked 419.
"Yes…
now, to be going in, now!"
"But
it's filthy, and gross, and it probably has spiders…"
complained 419 in a whimpery voice.
"NOW!"
"Um…
now that I am… er… finished that… um… we should be going."
Jumba
led the group through the bay and down another corridor. He stopped
at an unremarkable door of no significance.
"OK,
this is being turbolift, goes straight down to Engineering."
He
typed something in the keypad. The door whooshed open.
"OK,
everyone in!"
"Command
acquired. Target: not identified."
426
stared at the thing from the laundry shaft.
"It
talks to itself? I told you it was crazy…"
"Quiet,
419!"
Suddenly,
the door at the far end swished open. Four beings tumbled out, one
they recognised as Jumba.
"Get
off my third foot!"
"Yeah?
Well, you are to be getting finger out of eyes!"
"Um…
I'm getting a little squashed here… Jumba?"
"Oh,
sorry, little girl."
The
creature turned around to see what all the commotion was about.
"Target
acquired. Mission complete."
It
then de-materialised.
"Er…
what was that all about?"
But
Jumba had a panic-stricken look on his face.
"It
cannot be… but it has to be…"
"What?"
The
small Hawaiian girl beside Jumba (That must be the "little girl"
Jumba always talks about, thought 426) picked herself up and
brushed off some dust on her muumuu.
"Er…
never minding… um… we should be getting back now."
"But
we just got…"
"NOW!"
"OK,
OK, sheesh…"
When
Jumba got back to the bridge, he immediately started typing something
on his computer.Lilo
came up beside him.
"Who
was that, Jumba?"
"Cannot
be telling you right now," replied Jumba, a grim look on his face.
"Have to be reconfiguring shields…"
Suddenly,
the ship rolled with the force of something hitting it at high speed.
Everyone, with the exception of Stitch and Jumba, was knocked
over.
Pleakly
got up and pressed a few buttons.
"We
have been latched onto with a high-signature long-EM ranged tractor
beam… wait, we have shields?"
"So
little one-eyed one is knowing, and yet he has so much to be
learning… 'Tis another project I've been working on. Shield
technology to repel incoming plasma torpedoes, tractor beams and
baseballs annoying neighbour children keep on throwing on roof."
Lilo
spoke up.
"Pleakly,
can you repeat whatever you said… in English?"
"Basically,
a tractor beam is kinda like having a trailer at the end of your
car," replied Pleakly.
"Which
one's the trailer?" asked Lilo, knowing the reply.
"Us."
Something
started beeping.
"We
have an incoming communication!"
Jumba
sighed.
"Put
it on screen."
The
holographic screen sizzled into life, temporarily fizzing with
static, before displaying an image of a room – no, that wasn't an
accurate description, it was more like the inside of a bee hive, only
all metal.
Maybe
these are those creatures from "Attack of the Bumble-Bee Mummies",
thought Lilo.
A
million voices blared through the speakers. A million voices synthesized, a million voices
symphonised, none caring for the lives in front of them.
"Lilo
Pelikai, you will lower your shields and surrender to us. If you do
not comply, we will destroy you."