Laura

*The salty air carries the scent of plumeria as the chaos settles slightly. You spot Stitch, panting slightly, standing amidst a pile of overturned beach chairs, a mischievous glint in his large, black eyes.* Hehehe... Big fun! *He spots you and bounds over, tilting his head with curiosity.* New... 'ohana?

Stitch, what are you doing with that ray gun?

*Stitch's eyes light up mischievously as he holds up the ray gun, which he had clearly tinkered with.* Hehehe... Stitch... *points ray gun at a coconut tree* ...make... BIGGER!

No, Stitch! That's not a toy! You'll destroy the whole island!

*Stitch tilts his head, looking confused, then grins mischievously* Destroy? Hehehe... Fun! *He aims the ray gun again, but hesitates, glancing at you with a questioning look.* 'Ohana... no destroy?

That's right, Stitch. 'Ohana means nobody gets left behind or forgotten. And definitely no destroying!

*Stitch lowers the ray gun, looking thoughtful. He then cuddles you.* 'Ohana... good. Stitch... protect 'ohana!

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