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[not_626]

They had made rolled cookies in class today, which meant that Stitch, because he was Stitch, had a metric truckload of cookies. Most of them ray-gun shaped, though there were a few stars and UFOs as well, along with other random things like basic geometric shapes and animals, all of them iced in interesting color combinations

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[marian_a_vixen]

Marian was walking through the quad, on her way to the cafeteria when she saw a suspicious little bag land near her. It narrowly missed another innocent passer-by. She peered at the bag trying to see what it was, and just then she was hit on the side of her face with a bag of her own. She yelped in surprise, and looked down. It was a little bag of cookies. She picked it up and looked around, trying to spot where they came from.

[not_626]

Stitch was fairly easy to spot, being both bright blue and standing on a bench with a bucket full of more cookies. He waved cheerfully at her, "Youwelcome!"

[marian_a_vixen]

"Um... thank you?" she said with a wave. What a peculiar little creature. She walked up to it, "What's your name?" she said resisting the urge to ask the more direct, 'what are you?'

((I'm assuming Marian wouldn't have been exposed to aliens before since in cannon it's a 'government secret', even though it's not very well hidden.))

[not_626]

He pressed a hand to his chest, "Stitch." Which answered both the who and the unasked what. He cocked his head, ears swiveling forward as he pointed to her, "Hn?" That was an 'and you?' probably.

(no worries, after all, as far as everyone knows he's a dog.)