Anonymous asked:
Hi may I request a fanfic where Stitch (626) and Angel (624) holding hands?
cutegirlmayra answered:
Prompt:
"Okay, Stitch, we're only gonna be gone for two days…" Lilo's strap on her Hawaiian bag slips and she readjusts it by moving her whole body.
"Nani said that we're taking the lame car, so you can still get around town with style- oh!" she quickly dug through her bag as Pleakley hurriedly, as if with a humming panic, carried suitcases back and forth to the door.
Lilo pulled out some dark sunglasses and placed them on Stitch, who happily held out his head and then lowered his ears. Once on, he spiked them up and gave Lilo a 'cool-guys point' with a smirk.
She ruffled his hair, and he pouted at how his 'mojo' was ruined.
"You'll do good to read over this." she handed him a clearly self-made 'How to be Persley' book as he looked it over and lightly skimmed the palm of his fluffy hand over it.
He then looked back up at her, understanding more, and looking sorrowfully at her leaving.
She sniffed and rubbed her nose in the crook of her arm. "It's nothing special… I took most of the facts from 'Channeling Presley'. Turns out you can't summon souls with the book though." she then put her hand up to cover her mouth and lean over to whisper a secret to Stitch, "But I overheard Jumba. I think it's just illegal to do it without a license."
"Lilo! We're gonna be late!"
"Coming!" She shifted back to the door, before looking to Stitch, and bending down. "You take care of yourself and the house, alright? Sit!" she pointed dramatically down as he did so. "Defend!"
She pulled out a hat and swiped it at him, he bit it down and shook it around.
She giggled, taking it away and putting it on. "Hehe, good Guard Dog."
"Lilo!"
"Lilo! Oh, your sister's getting antsy! Ah~ I've always wanted to go to a human vocational restort~ I hear it's the last thing a human does before preparing to die or work the rest of their lives!" he pulled out a magazine titled 'Retirement Dreams' and then put a hand to his cheek. "Sounds like such bliss~"
"Lilo? Lilo this, Lilo that. But does Jumba get his name called with such agitation? NAH. Cause you know why?" Jumba stumbled in then, grabbing the magazine as Pleakley reached up frantically for it, "Hey! That's my human fashion references!" And threw it over his shoulder after a light pat with the back of his hand to it.
"Because the whole of Galactic space thinks I'm retired! Pfft!" he began to take lengthy and hard steps back and deeper into the home.
"Pfft, you are retired!" Pleakley readjusted his long blonde wig, flinging it up out of his eyes, "Or at least that's what we keep telling the Galactic police… you.. y-you- Jumba? You're not planning anything a-a-are you?" Worriedly, Pleakley placed a hand up to his quivering mouth and scurried off, throwing the recovered magazine up in the air again, hands flailing above him- "JUUMMMBBAA!"
Lilo shook her head, "I hope he makes something. As long as it's not evil." she nodded, as Stitch tilted his head.
"Jamba Gu De-ta."
"You said it, pal."
"LILO."
"I'M COMING!" Lilo angrily swung her bag back over her shoulder, then grabbed the door, sticking her head out and hollering, "I'LL COME WHEN I'M READY TO COME!" and then looked back to Stitch. "…." she ran into his arms and gave him a long embrace, turning her head to the side to make it deeper.
Stitch was surprised at first, before lovingly hugging her back.
"You… are my Beeest frriend." he stated, as Lilo nodded and pulled away, blinking tears back.
"You are too, Stitch."
Stitch daintily took a claw and removed the tears from her eyes. He then licked his finger and green goo saliva melted over the tear he collected and created an awful steam.
"Haha… ew." Lilo smiled.
He sucked on the finger before popping it out like a bottle, "All gone." he showed her, suggesting that he didn't like her crying.
Lilo then turned back to the door, "K! I'M READY NOW!"
"GOOD!"
"FINE!"
Lilo slammed the door shut.
Stitch sat back down,… unable to hold in his excitement, his little stubby tail wiggled.
He waited for his ears to pick up on the car door closing, before scaling the walls and peeking out the top of the window, upside down.
Was she gone?
He suddenly rubbed his two palms together~
He took off in the hovercar downtown, but waiting on the beach was none other than Angel, staring at the ocean and picking up seashells, studying them, and then crunching into them in an unpleasant way…
"NOM-NA-NOM." she chewed like a rabid beast before her mouth closed and ears picked up, hearing a car horn.
Stitch had the 'How to be Presley' book rolled up and on his car door, apparently having skimmed it, and wearing the shades along with the white suit and black wig.
"Hey, bab-ehh." he tried to speak before Angel put her hands together in a doting way and got in the car with him.
They drove and got ice cream, blinking at each other across the table in what appeared to be a lover's stare, before slobbering and disintegrating half the ice cream and then eating it while on all fours.
People screamed when they got on the table and began destroying the cones.
They happily walked away together, strolling, as people continued to freak out over the melting table top.
"Angel," Stitch turned to her, and offered her his hand, having seen a drawing Lilo did in the book where Elvis danced with a girl and their hands were touching.
Unsure, Angel looked down, "N-up." she turned her head and walked on, getting distracted at wanting to eat a butterfly.
His ears drooped then, looking at his hand.
He then got an idea!
He morphed into his true form, and ran back to her, "Angel!" he offered her all his hands.
She noticed his bright, hopeful smile and grinned equally as silly, then took his face in her hands, rubbing his nose to hers.
" Acoota Chi-Meeto Igatta No Mootah, Nagga To Nala Itume Tidooka." (Angel's Song in Tantalog, English translation: Heed Me, You Are In My Power. Henceforth, Nothing Shall Be Too Cruel Or Too Abominable For You. You Can't Escape.)
Stitch felt his body go limp and leaned into it, before Angel dropped him and he fell over. She giggled and took his hands, helping him up, and walking off with him.
This was going to be the best Alien vacation of Stitch's life!