I slowly clomped up the steps to the porch of the modest tropical home. I gave the door three quick raps and tapped my foot nervously as I awaited a response. Footsteps could be heard from within as someone ran to the door and then stopped abruptly. The mail slot opened from the inside revealing a pair of curious eyes a few seconds then snapped shut. A few clicks could be heard of locks being opened and the door swung open reviling a little Hawaiian girl in a yellow sundress and straw hat a few sizes to big.
I decided I'd better introduce myself before I messed up the moment "Why hello, I'm Max Sterling, a reporter from a Movie Internet group, and I'm assuming you're Lilo. Right?"
She gave me a strange look and stood there a few moments acting as if any second she'd run away screaming. After a awkward silence "Yeah I guess," she replied quickly "I'm not sure if I should talk to since I'm not allowed to talk to strangers but you don't look or sound like much of a stranger; you seem like you're just a little weird so I guess its ok to talk to ya."
I paused for a second trying to comprehend everything she said but shook my head because it just gave me a headache. "Uh okay so I was wondering if you could get your sister to ask her something."
Lilo got a worried look on her face, "It's nothing to do with the beach is it?"
"Uh, no," I answered quickly.
Or the swings at the playground?" she asked nervously.
"No," I said again with a bit of confusion.
"Or that ice cream truck, or that toy store shelf collapse,"
"I hope not."
"Oh okay," she sighed with relief and happily said "I'll go get Nani." She turned around and slammed the door in my face.
"Ouch," I let out a groan as I fell backwards (I was post-consciously leaning through the doorway). Inside I heard Lilo call "Some guy with a weird looking mustache wants to talk to you." Maybe I should have shaved before I went on this assignment."
18-Minutes Later…
The sun was high in the cloudless sky shooting hot rays at my hatless head making me wish that I had got one of those funky straw hats at that odd tourist shop at the airport. I flipped through a tattered magazine of Hawaii Tourist Vacation that which contained mostly rubbish ads and lame articles about the beach. The idea I should just leave and come back later bounced in my mind. Suddenly a little blue creature came out of the dog door that I hadn't noticed earlier and came over to me and growled and snapped his teeth.
I backed away "I'm guessing you're Stitch," I spit out worried he'd bite me "My name's Max Sterling and was wondering if I could ask something."
Stitch stopped growling and gave an annoyed look that I didn't run away "What want?" he asked.
"Well I was wondering if you'd be interested in a inter…"
"ID," Stitch cut me off.
"What?" I said confused.
"ID," he demanded impatiently.
"Uh sure I guess," I replied fumbling through my pockets. Eventually I got out my wallet, opened it and slowed my driver's license. He grabbed it from my hand and took a few quick looks from the license to my face. Then he turned and chucked the wallet off the side of the porch into the dense underbrush. Stitch turned back around, gave me his best evil grin and walked back toward the dog door. Before he went in he gave me one last look and laughed "Aloha sucker!"
14-Minutes Later…
The front could be heard opening and footstep came across the porch to above where I was searching for my wallet.
"What are you doing down there?" a voice called down and I saw Lilo staring down at me with eyes.
"I seem to have 'misplaced' my wallet," I grumbled "Did you get you're sister?"
"I went to find Nani but I couldn't find her anywhere," she explained "I looked all over the house and couldn't find her. Then I went into the backyard and searched there too. Soon I got hungry with looking so much, so I went to the kitchen a made a peanut butter sandwich. After I finished eating it Stitch wanted something so I made him a triple decked tuna, pickle, baloney, and mustard sandwich. Then I noticed that the record player was gathering dust so I listened to some songs and then…"
"Ok, ok, I understand, she's not home," I sighed cutting Lilo off "So I guess you don't know when she's coming back."
"Nope," she said cheerfully "But I'll tell her Sax Merlin came by when she does." She turned around and went out of site.
"Hey wait a sec, my name's Max St…" a loud door slam could be heard "erling," I groaned. "How'd I get stuck with interviewing Lilo and Stitch," I asked myself with a sigh. Then I remembered I'd jumped over ten other co-workers to snag to get this story and a chance talk to these guys. I decided that I'd get a motel and try again first thing in the morning; as soon I found where that dumb wallet landed.
26 Minutes Later…
My patience was running dangerous low as I searched on my hands and knees for my wallet in the thickly foliage covered ground. I wondered if I should get Lilo but I figured she wouldn't much of help. I was beginning now to think that I should never give my wallet to anyone for any circumstances, especially to a little monster named Stitch. I wished that I could leave but I knew I'd be toast without the wallet which contained all my money, credit cards, drivers license (and rental car keys!), passport and other various items.
"Yo Maxie," a voice yelled out. I turned towards where it was coming from and saw Stitch standing on the porch "looking for this?" He threw an object which beaned me in the head, then bounced off landing in front of me. It was the wallet.
"Hey," I yelled at him rubbing my head where the wallet deflected off "What's the big idea you blue furred, indecent, conniving monstrosity."
"Thanks much," Stitch replied giving a bow.
I grabbed my wallet from the ground and lost my temper "OK that's it, just wait till I get my hands on…" Someone was tapping me on the shoulder.
I turned around face-to-face with one of the signature flowered Hawaiian shirts. When I looked up a dark scowling face towering above me, I froze and couldn't get my mouth to do anything but babble nonsense. The man took the wallet from my petrified fingers, opened it quickly taking a look, then snapping it shut and placing it in my chest pocket.
"Mr. Sterling, I must ask you to leave the proximity," the man said in a deep rumbling voice, which gave me a chill down my spine.
"Are you by any chance Mr. Bubbles?" I managed to mutter nervously.
"He took me by the shirt and brought me a foot off the ground close to his face "I prefer 'sir'" he hissed in a venomous tone.
"Yes, yeah anything ya say," I stuttered as he set me down, "But I was wondering if I could get an interview with…"
"I don't think so Mr. Sterling," Cobra Bubbles with a growl "Now go or I will have to escort you out in a more ungracious matter." I backed away and heard Stitch laughing hysterically on the porch.
I forced a smile and said "Well adios anyway!" Then I turned, ran to my car, yanked my wallet out, ripped out the key, jumped in the car and drove away as fast as possible. I stopped two blocks away 'Boy if this is what happened in less than two hours I can't imagine a whole interview with that group even if I manage to get one.' Then I thought about it a few more seconds and then figured it'd be worth it.
I decided I'd better introduce myself before I messed up the moment "Why hello, I'm Max Sterling, a reporter from a Movie Internet group, and I'm assuming you're Lilo. Right?"
She gave me a strange look and stood there a few moments acting as if any second she'd run away screaming. After a awkward silence "Yeah I guess," she replied quickly "I'm not sure if I should talk to since I'm not allowed to talk to strangers but you don't look or sound like much of a stranger; you seem like you're just a little weird so I guess its ok to talk to ya."
I paused for a second trying to comprehend everything she said but shook my head because it just gave me a headache. "Uh okay so I was wondering if you could get your sister to ask her something."
Lilo got a worried look on her face, "It's nothing to do with the beach is it?"
"Uh, no," I answered quickly.
Or the swings at the playground?" she asked nervously.
"No," I said again with a bit of confusion.
"Or that ice cream truck, or that toy store shelf collapse,"
"I hope not."
"Oh okay," she sighed with relief and happily said "I'll go get Nani." She turned around and slammed the door in my face.
"Ouch," I let out a groan as I fell backwards (I was post-consciously leaning through the doorway). Inside I heard Lilo call "Some guy with a weird looking mustache wants to talk to you." Maybe I should have shaved before I went on this assignment."
18-Minutes Later…
The sun was high in the cloudless sky shooting hot rays at my hatless head making me wish that I had got one of those funky straw hats at that odd tourist shop at the airport. I flipped through a tattered magazine of Hawaii Tourist Vacation that which contained mostly rubbish ads and lame articles about the beach. The idea I should just leave and come back later bounced in my mind. Suddenly a little blue creature came out of the dog door that I hadn't noticed earlier and came over to me and growled and snapped his teeth.
I backed away "I'm guessing you're Stitch," I spit out worried he'd bite me "My name's Max Sterling and was wondering if I could ask something."
Stitch stopped growling and gave an annoyed look that I didn't run away "What want?" he asked.
"Well I was wondering if you'd be interested in a inter…"
"ID," Stitch cut me off.
"What?" I said confused.
"ID," he demanded impatiently.
"Uh sure I guess," I replied fumbling through my pockets. Eventually I got out my wallet, opened it and slowed my driver's license. He grabbed it from my hand and took a few quick looks from the license to my face. Then he turned and chucked the wallet off the side of the porch into the dense underbrush. Stitch turned back around, gave me his best evil grin and walked back toward the dog door. Before he went in he gave me one last look and laughed "Aloha sucker!"
14-Minutes Later…
The front could be heard opening and footstep came across the porch to above where I was searching for my wallet.
"What are you doing down there?" a voice called down and I saw Lilo staring down at me with eyes.
"I seem to have 'misplaced' my wallet," I grumbled "Did you get you're sister?"
"I went to find Nani but I couldn't find her anywhere," she explained "I looked all over the house and couldn't find her. Then I went into the backyard and searched there too. Soon I got hungry with looking so much, so I went to the kitchen a made a peanut butter sandwich. After I finished eating it Stitch wanted something so I made him a triple decked tuna, pickle, baloney, and mustard sandwich. Then I noticed that the record player was gathering dust so I listened to some songs and then…"
"Ok, ok, I understand, she's not home," I sighed cutting Lilo off "So I guess you don't know when she's coming back."
"Nope," she said cheerfully "But I'll tell her Sax Merlin came by when she does." She turned around and went out of site.
"Hey wait a sec, my name's Max St…" a loud door slam could be heard "erling," I groaned. "How'd I get stuck with interviewing Lilo and Stitch," I asked myself with a sigh. Then I remembered I'd jumped over ten other co-workers to snag to get this story and a chance talk to these guys. I decided that I'd get a motel and try again first thing in the morning; as soon I found where that dumb wallet landed.
26 Minutes Later…
My patience was running dangerous low as I searched on my hands and knees for my wallet in the thickly foliage covered ground. I wondered if I should get Lilo but I figured she wouldn't much of help. I was beginning now to think that I should never give my wallet to anyone for any circumstances, especially to a little monster named Stitch. I wished that I could leave but I knew I'd be toast without the wallet which contained all my money, credit cards, drivers license (and rental car keys!), passport and other various items.
"Yo Maxie," a voice yelled out. I turned towards where it was coming from and saw Stitch standing on the porch "looking for this?" He threw an object which beaned me in the head, then bounced off landing in front of me. It was the wallet.
"Hey," I yelled at him rubbing my head where the wallet deflected off "What's the big idea you blue furred, indecent, conniving monstrosity."
"Thanks much," Stitch replied giving a bow.
I grabbed my wallet from the ground and lost my temper "OK that's it, just wait till I get my hands on…" Someone was tapping me on the shoulder.
I turned around face-to-face with one of the signature flowered Hawaiian shirts. When I looked up a dark scowling face towering above me, I froze and couldn't get my mouth to do anything but babble nonsense. The man took the wallet from my petrified fingers, opened it quickly taking a look, then snapping it shut and placing it in my chest pocket.
"Mr. Sterling, I must ask you to leave the proximity," the man said in a deep rumbling voice, which gave me a chill down my spine.
"Are you by any chance Mr. Bubbles?" I managed to mutter nervously.
"He took me by the shirt and brought me a foot off the ground close to his face "I prefer 'sir'" he hissed in a venomous tone.
"Yes, yeah anything ya say," I stuttered as he set me down, "But I was wondering if I could get an interview with…"
"I don't think so Mr. Sterling," Cobra Bubbles with a growl "Now go or I will have to escort you out in a more ungracious matter." I backed away and heard Stitch laughing hysterically on the porch.
I forced a smile and said "Well adios anyway!" Then I turned, ran to my car, yanked my wallet out, ripped out the key, jumped in the car and drove away as fast as possible. I stopped two blocks away 'Boy if this is what happened in less than two hours I can't imagine a whole interview with that group even if I manage to get one.' Then I thought about it a few more seconds and then figured it'd be worth it.