[Everybody who hears this are recommended to keep their 'Gear at least at a two meter distance, or turn down the volume to the second to lowest level]
RAARGHSHITFUCKARGHR!
JUMBA!
JUMBA YOU FU- WHAT'S THIS PLANET? HOW YOU SEND ME HERE?
ANSWER!!
I KNOW THIS IS YOUR NUMBER!
YOU CAN'T...- RAAARGHAASRRAAH!
[The rest is just unintelligible rage-ing. Wait a few
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[There's a cracking, rattling sound, and that is the sound of Heather throwing her PokeGear across the room. It lands face-down against the floor so Stitch will get a nice close-up view of carpet fibers. Meanwhile, on Heather's end, all she can hear is Stitch's various angry jabberings muffled against the rug. But she gets the general idea.]
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Your fur is dirty.
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Do you always scream at everything or was this just a special case?
[She sounds a little curious, but mostly irritated.]
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I wasn't screaming at you!
[He says this as if getting screamed at by Stitch is some kind of honorable thing.]
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At life?
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You guys where not supposed to hear that but this human technology or what shit it is.. [The view goes Cloverfield as he shakes the 'Gear] ... sucks.
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Don't like humans, huh.
[SORRY LOL BUT YOU TOTES ARE ONE NOW.]
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I don't like anyone.
[He isn't aware of that yet ALL HE KNOWS IS THAT SUDDENLY HE IS TALL]
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[He squints at her in an attempt to look threatening, as if he is daring her to answer]
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This world ain't much fun when you're by yourself.
More power to you, though. Lemme know how that goes.
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I am not all alone.
[The frustration in his voice is impossible to miss. And as if on cue, the Hoppip floats by in the background.]
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[Heather raised a brow.]
.... Well.
Besides that thing.
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I'd rather be alone than with useless Thing.
[Aaw, come on Stitch, you really don't mean that]
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