Chapter 8

Trilby didn't sleep well that night. After Lilo had read the paper and found out about that lighthouse- they had all gone to bed. Lilo and Stitch, were too tired to go in the middle of the night but they said they would leave early the next morning. He was so confused. They made it sound like being an experiment came with some built in strength. He may not even have one. But who and what are these 'experiments'. All he knew for sure was he was one and Stitch was another. That computer that Jumba uses looks like it might have some information.

As the first rays of dawn crept through the windows he decided he could risk it for answers. Getting up from the sofa he walked to the door, the computer should be on the table in there he thought. Opening the door quietly he tiptoed in. Light on his feet he climbed onto the chair, then the table. Seeing the flat disc shaped computer just lying on the desk, he felt uneasy. His fur prickled, and he reached down, taking the machine in both hands he lifted it. Almost immediately he dropped it again. He had been jolted by the computer. A loud noise was omitted by the machine. The noise woke the house and the neighbourhood besides. Jumba and Pleakly stirred. They were startled by the sudden awakening. Jumba was the first to regain his faculties.

"AH… I knew it," He leapt from the bed without grace to speak of. He grabbed a plasma rifle, training it on Trilby's chest. A red dot appeared Trilby froze. His scrambled memory couldn't fit the pieces together. But his instincts screamed danger. Pleakly recovered from his disturbed sleep.

"Jumba what are you doing?" he rubbed his eye.

"Shh Pleakly I am dealing with this spy,"

"Spy! Who Trilby!"

"Yes is quite clever trying to pull wool over our eyes,"

"I… uh… I…" Trilby stuttered,

"I have put trigger into computer so if you pick it up sets off alarm, genius yes? You are not one of my genius experiments. But you are like mine. So I had the Galactic federation check on my old laboratory- and guess what they found. An unauthorized person had used my genius equipment. So who are you? What can you do? Who sent you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," He pleaded, "I can't remember anything before I came here."

"I wonder who believes you," He switched off the safety on the rifle.

"Hold on Jumba, there must be a mistake," Pleakly jumped in front of the rifle.

"Out of way Pleakly," He tried to push him."I caught him trying to steal computer he is clearly a spy."

"Oh I'm sure he had a reason," turning to Trilby." You did have a reason,"

"Oh… I was trying to find out about the experiments," He realized that was the wrong thing to say as Jumba jumped forward.

"See he admits to it!"

"Jumba wait!" Pleakly tried to pull him away, "We can just catch him," Jumba fired as Pleakly grabbed the rifle. The plasma splattered over the wall, the wall melted in a puff of smoke. The residue brightly illuminating the previously dark room. Blinded Jumba and Pleakly flailed getting tangled in the mess of unfinished machines and parts. Trilby recovered first. Seeing his chance he took it. Running, leaping over screwdrivers and plasma pods. But then he thought… Snatching a pair of surgical gloves and tape he attached them to his feet. Snatching the computer up from where he had dropped it. The computer tried to shock him but it was pointless against the rubber gloves. Jumba and Pleakly untangled themselves from the middle of Pleakly's wig collection. Aiming the rifle he fired. Trilby anticipated it rolling behind between several viles of green liquid and the hole in the wall settled and bent low in preparation. The liquid combusted quickly and violently. Trilby flew through the hole over and through several bushes impacting on a tree. Thankfully through Jumba's apparent paranoia the computer was made of heavy duty 'Gluchnakh steel'. Holding it out it bore the brunt of the impact. As he fell to the floor it occurred to him. How did he know that the viles were explosive? and how did he know that Jumba's computer was made of very rare, impact absorbing material? Who are the 'Gluchnakh'?

Opening the computer screen he activated the console. The basic functions appeared marked in some alien language. He found that the marks were familiar, almost… Then he could read it. Surprised by the apparent ease to which he remembered, formerly unknown languages. Flicking through the files he was about to pick 'experiment documentation and categorization'. When he noticed another option, 'Intergalactic messaging'. Opening the file he noticed several dates down the side. Opening the file for two days ago, brought up a single option:

Dear Grand councilwoman,

Today Lilo and Stitch found unmarked experiment pod. When they came to me I denied having ever seen him before, but that was lie. I have seen him before. Well not 'him' exactly. He is experiment that was never made. I had blueprints in my old laboratory I believe someone has broken in and made him. All evidence suggests he is one of my experiments I never made him. He was just a dreamy creation of an optimists mind. His molecular density would always be too low for what he is designed for. However it would seem someone filled in the gaps in my blueprints. His skin is reinforced with tiny specks of Gluchnakh steel. Please check my old laboratory. Also he claims to not remember anything. I am not so sure. I have not ruled out the fact he could be some sort of spy. I have sent you a copy of his DNA samples they contain information on the parameters of his abilities. I shall delete the original I predict he shall go after my computer, if he is a spy.

Lilo yawned. The alarm seemed louder today than usual. Then she remembered the newspaper. Jumping up she grabbed Stitch by the arm pulling him. He resisted merely rolling over.

"Sparky could be in danger, but you know we can wait, if you don't care." She knew it was cruel, but it was the only way. Stitch woke and virtually carried her to the car. On the way she heard shouting in Jumba and Pleakly's room. Business as usual she thought. Stitch revved the engine

"Here we go!" He shouted, and they broke the sound barrier in seconds.