Dream 001 ** A Little Less Conversation, A Little More Action
Exhausted from wandering around the city, Stitch flops on the nearest park bench and falls asleep immediately...
"Stitch? Stitch?!"
The alien turns over in his sleep, muttering something incoherent under his breath. He was batting away whoever was trying to wake him up. Can't they see he was tired?
"Wake up, sleepyhead! You're gonna be late!"
"Naga... five more minutes..."
SPLAT!
He woke up, annoyed that someone had used that blasted water spray on him again. His thoughts of mauling the sprayer were squashed when he heard a familiar giggle.
"Lilo!" Forgetting about being sleepy and groggy, Stitch sat up and quickly gave the girl a hug.
"It's okay!" she patted him on the head as she returned the hug. "You took a power nap. I know you'll be nervous."
"Pah-power nap?" He took a quick glance around. It looked like he was in a dressing room of some sort. Wasn't he sleeping on a park bench earlier?
"Yeah! I mean, it's not everyday you get to perform with a rock and roll legend!"
"Wh-ho? O.oa"
"Elvis, silly! You're even in costume!"
The experiment looked down at himself (definitely in costume 8|a) and quirked an eyebrow. He knew that Lilo had a wild imagination but this was too much! He was about to go back to sleep when he felt someone tap his shoulder.
"Hey, little man. Are you ready?
Stitch heard Lilo squeal behind him. Yep, that was definitely Mr. Presley. He found himself a bit speechless so all he could do was nod at the man.
"Let's go, then. Showtime." Elvis went ahead, prompting Lilo to sling Stitch's guitar around his shoulder and gently nudge her stunned dog towards the stage.
"Good luck! I'll be rooting for ya!"
*~*~*~*
The lights blind him momentarily as he steps into the stage. He blinked, suddenly feeling really small among the huge crowd of people who came to see the show. He looked up at Elvis, unsure what to do. The man in turn just winks at the alien and the cues the band, prompting the people in the crowd to go nuts.
The show was about to begin...
A Little Less Conversation - Elvis Presley
After a slight hesitation on his part, Stitch followed the man's lead, eventually getting the hang of playing the song and grooving to the beat. Not only was the King getting cheered on, some of the squeals were actually for Stitch! A rush of energy surged through him, making the fur ball give his all in his performance.
Awwwwww yeaaaaahhh! Rock on, King! Rock on!
[He wakes up, surprised but nonetheless is veryyyyy pleased 83]
YEEHAAAA!
"Stitch? Stitch?!"
The alien turns over in his sleep, muttering something incoherent under his breath. He was batting away whoever was trying to wake him up. Can't they see he was tired?
"Wake up, sleepyhead! You're gonna be late!"
"Naga... five more minutes..."
SPLAT!
He woke up, annoyed that someone had used that blasted water spray on him again. His thoughts of mauling the sprayer were squashed when he heard a familiar giggle.
"Lilo!" Forgetting about being sleepy and groggy, Stitch sat up and quickly gave the girl a hug.
"It's okay!" she patted him on the head as she returned the hug. "You took a power nap. I know you'll be nervous."
"Pah-power nap?" He took a quick glance around. It looked like he was in a dressing room of some sort. Wasn't he sleeping on a park bench earlier?
"Yeah! I mean, it's not everyday you get to perform with a rock and roll legend!"
"Wh-ho? O.oa"
"Elvis, silly! You're even in costume!"
The experiment looked down at himself (definitely in costume 8|a) and quirked an eyebrow. He knew that Lilo had a wild imagination but this was too much! He was about to go back to sleep when he felt someone tap his shoulder.
"Hey, little man. Are you ready?
Stitch heard Lilo squeal behind him. Yep, that was definitely Mr. Presley. He found himself a bit speechless so all he could do was nod at the man.
"Let's go, then. Showtime." Elvis went ahead, prompting Lilo to sling Stitch's guitar around his shoulder and gently nudge her stunned dog towards the stage.
"Good luck! I'll be rooting for ya!"
*~*~*~*
The lights blind him momentarily as he steps into the stage. He blinked, suddenly feeling really small among the huge crowd of people who came to see the show. He looked up at Elvis, unsure what to do. The man in turn just winks at the alien and the cues the band, prompting the people in the crowd to go nuts.
The show was about to begin...
A Little Less Conversation - Elvis Presley
After a slight hesitation on his part, Stitch followed the man's lead, eventually getting the hang of playing the song and grooving to the beat. Not only was the King getting cheered on, some of the squeals were actually for Stitch! A rush of energy surged through him, making the fur ball give his all in his performance.
Awwwwww yeaaaaahhh! Rock on, King! Rock on!
[He wakes up, surprised but nonetheless is veryyyyy pleased 83]
YEEHAAAA!