Dream 003 ** Surfin' USA
((ooc: City Pass Payment 1/2 I just want to post this up before I forget |Da Still on hiatus ;w; replies will be hella slow))
It wasn’t exactly the productive thing to do but Experiment 626 growled at the ocean, snarling at the waves crashing along the beach. He had no idea why David was teaching him how to surf by himself. Okay, so he did enjoy riding with Nani and Lilo the last time but… that didn’t end quite well, did it?
“Stitch don’t wanna!” he said, crossing his arms stubbornly.
Lilo sighed, turning to Jumba and Pleakley after gently patting her friend on the head. "Are you guys sure that surfing will help Stitch overcome his 'deep-seated water issues' ?"
"Well, theoretically, it should, little girl," Stitch scowled at his creator while Jumba just smirked back. "Six-two-six is just being a stubborn."
"NAGA! JAMAMELATIKA!" Stitch shot back, controlling the temptation of whacking the scientist's head with a surfboard. Jumba Jookiba simply ignored this and continued.
"Is what you call "shock therapy", yes?"
"I don't think it's the same thing--"
"HOOOOOLLLLLLD EVERYTHING!" Enter a flailing Agent Pleakley, quickly making his way in the middle of the people surrounding the blue alien. "If the little monster doesn't even want to do it, why are you forcing him to? If he wants to be forever afraid of the water, who are we to stop him?"
"Ee! ...HEY! Stitch not scared!" Okay, maybe Pleakley should get that surfboard on the head instead of Jumba.
The bickering between all four of them would have escalated if it wasn't for a certain surfer's smooth interruption.
"Erm, can I say something?"
"What?" Six pairs of eyes (plus one huge eyeball) bore down on David Kawena.
"We're not even going into the water yet."
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...
"Oh yeah!"
Stitch facepalms.
[Stitch stretches and looks at his new home with sleepy eyes. After letting out a grunt, he turns over and snuggles deeper in the blanket Edgeworth gave him]
It wasn’t exactly the productive thing to do but Experiment 626 growled at the ocean, snarling at the waves crashing along the beach. He had no idea why David was teaching him how to surf by himself. Okay, so he did enjoy riding with Nani and Lilo the last time but… that didn’t end quite well, did it?
“Stitch don’t wanna!” he said, crossing his arms stubbornly.
Lilo sighed, turning to Jumba and Pleakley after gently patting her friend on the head. "Are you guys sure that surfing will help Stitch overcome his 'deep-seated water issues' ?"
"Well, theoretically, it should, little girl," Stitch scowled at his creator while Jumba just smirked back. "Six-two-six is just being a stubborn."
"NAGA! JAMAMELATIKA!" Stitch shot back, controlling the temptation of whacking the scientist's head with a surfboard. Jumba Jookiba simply ignored this and continued.
"Is what you call "shock therapy", yes?"
"I don't think it's the same thing--"
"HOOOOOLLLLLLD EVERYTHING!" Enter a flailing Agent Pleakley, quickly making his way in the middle of the people surrounding the blue alien. "If the little monster doesn't even want to do it, why are you forcing him to? If he wants to be forever afraid of the water, who are we to stop him?"
"Ee! ...HEY! Stitch not scared!" Okay, maybe Pleakley should get that surfboard on the head instead of Jumba.
The bickering between all four of them would have escalated if it wasn't for a certain surfer's smooth interruption.
"Erm, can I say something?"
"What?" Six pairs of eyes (plus one huge eyeball) bore down on David Kawena.
"We're not even going into the water yet."
...
...
...
"Oh yeah!"
Stitch facepalms.
[Stitch stretches and looks at his new home with sleepy eyes. After letting out a grunt, he turns over and snuggles deeper in the blanket Edgeworth gave him]