It was 5 A.M. when somebody was walking around in the Pelekai residence. The human figure was not sneaking, but rather walking as if he had lived there. In the pitch black darkness, the man could hardly see, he flicked on the light to find himself in the kitchen. "Oy…who on Earth could possibly be up at this hour?" Jumba asked from upstairs the second the kitchen light turned on. This in itself was odd enough as the kitchen light didn't even reach any of the upstairs rooms.

The others were complaining about the same thing as well, and soon, Lilo, Stitch, Nani, Pleakley, and Jumba were all at the kitchen entrance as they spotted the culprit, Mark Nissan, the new addition to their family since last week. Mark had a strange way about him, he always helped out others before helping himself, but he was usually sarcastic and rude to all but one, Stitch. Mark had a slightly muscular build about him for a teenager; he usually wore a long tan jacket, dark green shirt, navy blue fingerless gloves, jean pants, and black shoes. This time, however, Mark was wearing light blue PJs with little patterns of Stitch on them. His hair and eyes remained the same as usual however; his hair brown and combed to the right, and his eyes were also brown.

"Mark…why on Earth are you up now? Do you have any idea what time it is?" a tired Nani asked. "Um…5 A.M." Mark answered before he continued, "I always get up this early."

"Excuse me?" an astonished Pleakley interrupted. "Yeah…I suppose that it's really not common knowledge, but this is usually the time when I get up."

"Then what about the other six days when you've been with us and have woken up later than us?" Lilo asked. Mark just looked at her with one eyebrow raised when Jumba suddenly grabbed his arm and started testing out the cloth of his PJs and said, "Where did you get this? So soft and comfortable."

"Hey, hey, hey! Hands off, this took me a long time to make!" Mark scolded as he pulled his arm out of Jumba's grip. Stitch suddenly complained, "Stitch sleepy." As he rubbed one of his eyes.

"I am agreeing with six-two-six." Jumba replied before turning to Mark and continuing, "Why must you wake us up so early?"

"Well, if you're all still tired, maybe you should all go back to bed." Mark suggested. The others just stood there for a while before Jumba broke the silence, "That sounds like good idea. Goodnight." turned away, and walked back to his room. Everyone else said goodnight once more and went to their rooms as well.

Mark continued over to the fridge once they were all back in bed and pulled out a carton of milk. Mark just started to drink it from the carton when he suddenly spit out the contents in the sink. "Ugh! What the!" Mark shouted after expelling the taste of spoiled milk from his mouth. He could hear Jumba laughing as he said this. Jumba's voice then replied, "Check bottom."

Mark did as Jumba told him. On the bottom was a note that read, "Don't drink from the carton next time -Nani." Mark stared at the note and said, "I should have seen that coming." before throwing the carton of expired milk away and heading back to his room. After changing into his usual outfit, Mark went outside and began to take a walk. "Well, they know how to enforce their rules. I'll give them that." Mark muttered to himself as he continued his walk.

A few hours later, at a stage, Dr. Gladys Okra was about to get on stage as a celebrity guest. "Today's speaker has helped thousands of people through her syndicated TV and radio shows and is the best selling author of I'm Peachy, You're Peachy." The host began. Gladys was watching him from backstage, waiting for her cue when her assistant came along with a bottle of water on a plate. Gladys turned and bumped into him, causing the bottle to fly in the air and pop open as it hit the floor. "Oh, I'm so sorry doctor!" The assistant hastily apologized and went to get a mop. The water leaked out, fell off stage and went over to a yellow ping-pong-like ball on the ground.

Upon touching the ball, it began to glow and grow. The next thing you know, it was replaced by a blue, mutated porcupine. The Porcupine made its way one the stage as Gladys turned around to see it. It made its way over to her, but then her assistant came back and tried to shoo it away with the mop he went to get. In anger, the porcupine flung its tail and sent a few of its spines flying. Gladys had turned around in fear and the spikes ended up piercing her rear end.

"Ow!" She shouted as she turned around and asked, "What IS that thing? A Mutant porcupine or…or…" She stopped as she suddenly began looking less and less intelligent. He eyes became crossed and her tongue hung out of her mouth stupidly. "Ladies and Gentlemen, the second smartest person in the world when compared to Mark Nissan, Gladys Okra!" The host introduced. Gladys walked on stage in a very goofy way and said, "Duh…" Then she began doing this weird dance and singing nonsense words. "She doesn't sound nearly as smart as she does on TV." A member of the audience commented. After a while, it showed that her assistant had also been affected by the porcupine as he walked on stage and began honking her nose. They danced off stage together. Suddenly, the porcupine rolled on stage and fired its spikes at the audience as it uncurled itself. Frightened, the entire audience got up and ran for it while the porcupine began laughing evilly at the mayhem it had caused.

Meanwhile, at Lilo's school, her hula teacher, Moses, was dismissing his class; Mark remained hidden on top of the canopy. "Good work today class," he began. "But before you go, I have a reminder. Tomorrow is the Ohanarama trivia championship. And this year we have an outstanding grand prize."

"Oh goody." Myrtle interrupted. "I get a prize."

"And what makes you think your family's gonna win Myrtle?" Lilo asked. "Because we always win. And because your only hope is not even allowed to participate in the event." Myrtle answered. She was obviously referring to Mark. He excelled at almost everything, and for that he was also excluded from certain activities. "It's a brand new computer." Moses continued. As soon as he finished this sentence, the canopy suddenly broke and Mark fell right behind Lilo's teacher.

The girls shrieked in excitement while Stitch went to see if Mark was ok. Mark sat up and began massaging his back as Stitch walked up to him. "You ok?" Stitch asked. "I'm fine Stitch, thanks." Mark replied. Mark wondered if they were excited about the computer or his drop-in. Upon realizing that Lilo had joined in, he figured that it must have been about the computer. Mark stood up, turned to Moses, and said, "Yeah…I think you might need a new canopy."

"Yes…I do. What did I tell you about coming near this place Mark?" Mark sighed sadly and answered, "Not to break anything else or you're going to get a restraining order."

"No, that's for coming near my house."

"Oh, right. Unless I have a good reason. I was just waiting for Lilo to finish school to take her home."

"Lucky for you, that's a good enough reason for me. There's nothing better than looking out for your O'hana." He turned his attention back to his students and continued, "Brush up on your trivia." With that, he walked away and Mark joined Lilo and Stitch. "But you already have a computer." Lilo pointed out to Myrtle. "Three actually, that's why I'm a child prodigy." At these words, Mark scoffed. He knew what it was like being a child prodigy, and he didn't have it as made as Myrtle did. "I bet Lilo's not smart enough to even have a computer." One of her friends blurted out. "I have advanced alien technology computers, and then there's my foster brother and my dog. They know molecular physics." At these words, Mark and Stitch nodded at each other and Mark went into the tree area of the school while Stitch went inside the school to get the record player. Mark and Stitch arrived at the same time. Mark had a DNA model made completely out of pine trees and coconuts. Stitch brought the record player.

Mark set the model on the record player and Lilo pushed the play button, causing the DNA model to rotate. Stitch barked cutely as they finished. "I always knew you were dense Lilo, but I didn't know you could be outsmarted by a dog."

"Yeahhhh." Myrtle's posse agreed. Lilo glared at them. "But I know one thing for sure, if your family, Mark excluded, is half as thick as you are, you don't stand a chance at the Ohanarama." Myrtle finished harshly before walking away with her posse. "Man…If I knew you had to deal with her every day, I would have gone easier on you with the sarcasm." Mark pointed out. Lilo stomped away and Mark and Stitch went after her. Stitch held a doll in one hand and a needle in the other and said, "Gadjanafee!" as he held the needle up in a poking position to the doll. It was obvious that he was suggesting voodoo. "No Stitch." Lilo said as she took the doll away. "We're going to need more than a voodoo doll to beat Myrtle. Her family does always win…somehow."

Back at the house, Pleakley was walking up the stairs to Jumba's room and asked, "Jumba, have you seen the colander?" He entered the room and something Jumba was working on had caught his eye. The colander he was looking for was a part of it. "Hey! That better be an electric spaghetti strainer or we're having soggy pasta."

"Is not for cooking." Jumba explained, "Is eviliminator. New genius way for turning experiments from bad to good." He pulled out an experiment that looked like a red chipmunk and continued, "I'm testing on one-one-zero, designed to annoy enemies with non-stop talking."

Jumba opened the capsule and the experiment's voice was suddenly heard. It was a cute, high pitched voice; the kind of voice you'd expect from somebody or something that talks very much, very fast. Jumba dumped the experiment into the light of the new device and put on two goggles, one for two eyes each. The experiment continued to talk, asking Jumba to go for ice cream later and then he started listing the flavors he liked. Jumba pulled out a remote and pushed the button. The only thing that happened after that was an explosion. The experiment just stood there, slightly scorched, and with a metal band of what remained of the colander around his forehead. Then it coughed and, happily, continued listing the flavors it liked. "Stop talking!" Pleakley suddenly shouted, but the experiment continued. Jumba reached behind him, picked up the experiment capsule, and put it over one-one-zero, completely muting his voice, although he was still, visibly, talking.

"Eh, perhaps polarity needs minor adjustamentation." Jumba explained as he took his goggles off, showing that his eyes were the only part of his face that wasn't covered in ash. "Has it ever occurred to you that there might be a better way to turn evil experiments to good, huh?" Pleakley asked Jumba in a slightly snobby tone. "I am thinking you have been around Mark car person too long." Jumba said before he began wiping the ash off of his face and continued, "Better than un-tested hazardous technology? Impossible! No such thing exists." Pleakley appeared to have been upset about Jumba's answer and replied, "Well Mr. I'm-such-a-super-genius-I-think-I-know-everything-and-never-give-my-roommate-any-credit-even-when-he's-right-especialy-about-wearing-white-after-labor-day" Pleakley began. Jumba just shrugged and Pleakley continued, "I've been watching Dr. Okra on TV and have learned how earthlings deal with their emotional problems. It's fascinating! First they all sit in a circle, and then, uh, hugging, crying, oh, and throwing chairs!"

"Evil genius Jumba is intrigued." Jumba commented. Lilo then called out, "Jumba, Pleakley, get your hat and wig! We need to go to the museum to brush up on our trivia."

"Lilo…we just got here." Mark whined. "You don't have to come, Mark. It's not like you're going to be allowed to enter anyway." Lilo explained, but then thought about it and continued in a teasing tone, "But if we run into an experiment, you're going to miss out on catching it." Mark groaned and agreed to go with them.

At the Museum, Lilo ran up the steps as Mark, Jumba, Pleakley, and Stitch lined up and said in a motivating way, "Gentlemen, you are the finest minds on the planet, and together, you're going to whup Myrtle Edmunds in the Ohanarama tomorrow." Then she turned her attention to Mark and reminded him, "Except you, because it's considered cheating to have you join. No hard feelings."

"None taken." Mark replied. "The Owhattawhoda?" Pleakley asked Lilo. "The Ohanarama." Lilo repeated before explaining, "It's a contest, kind of like a game show."

"Hey, if fun inane contest is not until tomorrow, why are we not relaxationing at home with frosty beverage?" Jumba complained. "Practice." Lilo explained before poking Jumba with the eraser side of a pencil and continuing, "Trivia contests mean that you have to know about every fact about anything that ever happened anywhere." At this point Stitch, who was running up the stairs and sliding down the rail as Lilo and Jumba were talking, slid right into a garbage can. "Ow…Ooh! Free soda!" He cutely said from inside the garbage bin. "How come you're not on the team with us?" Pleakley asked Lilo. "Well, I'm just a dopey little earthling." Lilo explained. Mark scoffed and turned away from Lilo, clearly insulted that she would consider her own species 'dopey'. Everybody looked at Mark as he did this and knew exactly why he did. "Anyway, we need alien geniuses on our team."

"Heh! Then why is Pleakley here?" Jumba asked. "Hey!" Pleakley shouted in an insulted tone as he followed Lilo. "Ha, ha. Kidding." Jumba assured him as he went in after Pleakely. Mark followed them and Stitch was last. He was drinking a soda and then tossed it in the air and began eating it. The straw stuck cutely out of his mouth. Once inside the museum, Stitch was rapidly scanning the information panels, learning loads of information in mere seconds. Jumba was at the aquarium looking at a pleco, which was attached to the side of the aquarium glass. As he pondered at the sight of the fish, he commented, "Is reminding me of ex-wife…before facelift."

"It's called a plecostomus, also known as a pleco or plec." Mark informed. "Really? Even I have never heard of plecostomus. What does it do?" Jumba asked. "It's inhaling as much algae as it can. That's what it eats. I like to call it the janitor fish, because it keeps the tank clean by eating the algae."

"Is interesting!" Jumba replied as his attention turned back to the pleco as Mark left him and went over to Pleakley, who was checking out the souvenir clothing.

"Wash with like colors only." Pleakley read aloud as he looked at the tag of a green shirt. "Their sure to ask that question!" Pleakley said excitedly. "Yeah right." Mark interrupted. "If they actually do, I'll cross-dress for two days." He continued. "And what, may I ask, is wrong with that?" Pleakely asked. Mark sighed, shook his head, and said, "Never mind. There's no way they're going to ask such an absurd question. Not in our lifetime."

"Oh yeah, and how would you know that?"

"Because, useless trivia doesn't go that far."

"Oh yeah? Well, we'll see about that. I accept your wager! If they don't ask that question, I'll wear men's cloths for two days!"

"Trust me, Pleakley, that'd be an improvement." Pleakley turned away from Mark in anger. Suddenly, people started screaming and running around in a panic as the blue porcupine stood in the doorway.

"Experiment three-one-nine, run!" Jumba shouted before he took cover in an exit location of a children's play area. The children evacuated immediately. Mark rushed over and began taking photos as he commented, "This is amazing! Jumba, you have really outdone yourself with this one!" Lilo and Stitch were hiding behind a pillar. "Stitch, that's one of your cousins!" Lilo reminded the little blue alien. Stitch began to climb up the pillar and made his way to the dinosaur fossil. Three-one-nine spotted Pleakley, who was trying to sneak away while covering his identity with his shopping bag. The experiment snarled at

Pleakley, who knew his cover was blown and ran around in a confusing manner before taking refuge at Jumba's rear. The experiment threw his spines at Mark, but they missed him completely and went for Jumba and Pleakley. Pleakley moved out of the way just in time as the spines pierced Jumba's backside. Angry that he missed one, the experiment fired again, but only one this time. Mark caught it at the last moment before it had a chance to have an effect on him. "Hmm…this looks interesting, it's going to take me a while to re-make this venom." Mark commented as he examined the tip closely. "Mark! Now would be a good time to use Richter's main power!" Lilo suggested. "Well, why didn't you say so before?" Mark asked before he closed his eyes in a calm focus. Just as he did this, a strange beeping sound was heard and a chrome tail that was in the exact shape as Richter's emerged from underneath Mark's jacket. With no hesitation, Mark slammed the tail to the ground, causing three-one-nine to go off balance, and giving Stitch enough time to capture him with the fossil's rib bones.

Stitch jumped next to the experiment and bowed. As he did this, the experiment swung his tail at Stitch's backside and pierced it. "Ow!" Stitch yelled as he clamped his rear in pain. The experiment laughed at what he had now done to Stitch. "Way to go Mark and Stitch!" Lilo commented on them both, but then knew that something was wrong. "Stitch, what's wrong?" She asked him, but all the little blue alien could say was, "Blah…" as his tongue now hung out of his mouth in a very cute, yet stupid, way.

Once back at the house, Pleakley went to work on Jumba. "Now this might pinch a little." Pleakley warned as he began removing the spikes from Jumba's rear. The spikes were all bent out of shape and took a while to get out. The last one, however, was in the shape of a corkscrew and took a while longer than the others to pluck out. "Please try to be more cushy with the tushy!" Jumba told Pleakley when he was finished. "Well, it's your own fault. Mr. evil-experiment-maker." Pleakely scolded as he put a very large band-aid on Jumba's backside. "Wow. That's a huge bandage." Mark and Lilo both commented as Stitch bounced into the room. "Ooh! Is going to be long time before sitting on evil genius keister." Jumba said as he was rubbing his bottom to ease the pain.

"Jumba, why weren't you affected by Spike?" Lilo asked him as she was fighting to get a broom out of Stitch's mouth. "Spike?" Pleakley asked in surprise. "Experiment three-one-nine." Lilo explained before continuing, "I'm calling him Spike." The experiment just looked away, a scowl on his face. He clearly did not enjoy being captured. "Name is all too appropriate. But to answer question: Even Jumba's superior bottom is not immune to spiky spikes." Jumba commented. "Then how come you're not acting dopey like Stitch?" Lilo asked as she pointed at the little blue alien, who was singing while standing on his head near a window with one of the curtains over him.

Jumba explained that Spike was designed to make normally intelligent populations 99 more goofy and only 1 clever and then explained that Jumba was clever enough to the point where only 1 of his cleverness would still be more than enough. While he was doing this, Stitch was being goofy and started playing with the curtain; wrapping it around his head like little red riding hood and then spinning around. Stitch then went over to the mirror, saw his reflection, extended his arm and said, "H—hi!" Stitch then lifted the mirror to see more of his double but, of course, nothing was there but a turquoise wall. Frustrated, Stitch flung the mirror down, but it just spun continuously and kept hitting the back of his head. Mark went over and stopped it and then set Stitch on the ground.

"Oh brother. Tell me this is only temporary." Lilo said in a miserable tone as a dazed Stitch stumbled backwards between her and Jumba. "In forty-eight hours, six-two-six will be back to having brain like supercomputer. Until then, you will have to settle for brain of chicken salad." Jumba laughed at this but Mark elbowed him in the stomach and then Jumba reminded himself that he shouldn't laugh at something like that. "But the Ohanarama is tomorrow! And we need three people to play. Not to mention that we have somebody who's too smart and famous for his own good." Lilo reminded him. Mark looked down in sadness, he knew Lilo didn't mean any offense, but she didn't have to keep reminding him all the time that he wasn't allowed in the Ohanarama.

"Then little girl must compete." Jumba simply suggested, ignoring Mark's sudden change to sadness. "I can't play against Myrtle. I'd just mess everything up." Lilo said, but then she had an idea, around the same time Mark opened his eyes in an idea strike too. Lilo went over to the computer and Mark asked her, "Planning on re-teaching Stitch?"

"Yeah. How'd you know? Did I just come up with a good idea?" Lilo answered before she suddenly questioned herself. "Six-two-six does have accelerated memory rebooting capabilities." Jumba explained, clearly showing his agreement with the idea. "Good enough for us." Mark said excitedly. "Come on Stitch." Lilo called, but he didn't come.

"Stitch!" She scolded as she saw that he was sucking on the top of the experiment capsule; Spike looked surprised. Lilo walked out and dragged Stitch with her, Mark followed. "So what do we do with this guy?" Pleakley asked Jumba as he examined Spike. "Just give me few minutes to recalibrate eviliminator." Jumba said as he grabbed onto a colander and two crane-ish clamps. "Oh now you don't!" Pleakley said as he moved in front of the experiment in his defense. "But little girl and Mark car person are busy un-unsmartifying six-two-six. How is three-one-nine supposed to be converted to good?" Jumba asked. "I'll use the Dr. Okra method." Pleakley suggested. Spike glared at Pleakley while he looked back at Spike in kindness.

A little while later, Pleakley was in the living room with the experiments: Splodyhead, Slush, Nosy, Fibber, and Spike. Mark, for some reason, was also there. As they were all gathered around, Pleakley began the meeting, "It looks like we're all here, so let's begin. Using my extensive Earth expertise, I've adapted Dr. Okra's theories into my very own seminar entitled Evil Attitude Re-modification and Wayward Anger Extraction. Or as I like to call it, 'E.A.R.W.A.X'!" Mark raised an eyebrow while Nosy suddenly looked interested in something. Pleakley continued, "We'll begin with level one: Sharing." Pleakley then announced that Fibber was there to let them know when they don't tell the truth and warned them to speak openly and honestly.

"Does anyone have anything they'd like to share with the group?" Pleakley asked, hoping to get an answer. Nosy suddenly raised his hand and said, "Well, I have something but uh-"

"Oh no, no please, go on Nosy, you'll feel much better if you get it off your chest."

"Ok." Nosy got up, pointed at Pleakley's antenna and said, "His antenna thing, it isn't really green." Everyone gasped except Mark, who looked on in amusement, paying very close attention. Pleakley bit his lip nervously.

"Wait a minute, you-" Pleakley began, but Nosy continued on, "Nope! It's prematurely orange, but he dyes it green at night so no one will notice."

"So that's why my green dye keeps disappearing! I was wondering why I had to continue making a fresh batch every day." Mark replied, and then he thought about something and asked, "Why am I here? I'm neither evil nor angry." Pleakley looked at Fibber, expecting him to buzz, but he didn't. Pleakley looked back at Mark and said, "You may go."

Mark got up and left the house. Pleakley turned to Nosy and asked, "Why does he even have green dye, let alone make it?"

"Green is his favorite color, and even I have no idea what the dye is for…" Nosy answered; he looked somewhat puzzled as he finished the last sentence. Pleakley paused for a moment and said, "Ok little monsters, moving on. We'll just skip to level 5: Aromatherapy." As he finished that last sentence, he held up a large fish. While Pleakley was explaining how Aromatherapy worked, Slush made a snowball and threw it at him. Pleakley saw it, screamed, and moved out of the way just in time, but then the snowball hit Splodyhead, angering him, causing the snowball to melt as he got heated up.

Splodyhead fired at Slush, who made a baseball bat out of ice and hit the fireball right at Spike's containment capsule. Spike was now free, angry, and slightly charred. The experiments all ran at each other, but Pleakley stopped them and shouted, "No, no, no! Senseless violence won't lead to hugging and crying, you're doing it all wrong!" Suddenly, a table came flying at him, Pleakley screamed and dodged the table quite quickly. "Who threw that?" Pleakley asked before continuing, "That is supposed to be a chair." Suddenly, a pillow came flying and this time, Pleakley was hit and the experiments all ganged up on him. Fibber just sat on the couch, looking on and smiling innocently.

Meanwhile, outside of the house, Lilo and Stitch were outside, Mark soon joined them. "Ok Stitch, prepare for the ultimate cram session." Lilo said to the goofy little blue alien before lifting up a picture of a chicken. Stitch looked at the picture and said stupidly, "Buggy!" Lilo raised an eyebrow before lifting up another picture, this time one of broccoli. "Cowboy!" Stitch replied in his goofy voice once again. Lilo gave Stitch a pathetic look before lifting up the last picture, this one was a hot dog. "…Pleakley!" Stitch replied before grabbing the picture, eating it, and clapping his hands like a seal. Mark smacked his forehead at Stitch's lack of knowledge and frowned.

Lilo then wrote a math problem on a chalk board and showed it to Stitch. Stitch grabbed the chalk board, stared at it for a while, liked the problem off, took the chalk, ate it, and then handed to board back to Lilo. Lilo then copied Mark as she smacked her forehead and frowned. A while later Mark and Lilo were trying to teach Stitch about where the cities were, using a globe. While they were doing this, Stitch suddenly spun the globe around, jumped on top of it, and was thrown off by the momentum of the globe's spin. Mark, somehow, knew this was going to happen and caught Stitch before he hit the ground. Stitch looked up and licked Mark's chin.

A while later, Lilo drew a picture of George Washington. Shortly after showing it to Stitch, the little blue alien walked up to it, took it off the easel, folded it into a hat, took a feather out of nowhere, put the feather in the brim of the hat and put it on his head. Stitch's tongue stuck out cutely as he did this. Mark stared blankly while Lilo just rolled her eyes. "You know…that's actually kind of cute." Mark commented. Lilo looked at Mark in a confused way as he said this.

Back in the house, the experiments were fighting each other and nearly destroyed the entire living room. Spike began chasing Nosy and threw his spines at him. But Nosy jumped behind an overturned couch just in time; Pleakley and Fibber were already hiding behind it. "Whoo! I should be taking notes, this is great stuff!" Nosy said enthusiastically. Suddenly, Slush came from behind and Nosy ran in fear while Pleakley covered his head with a couch pillow. Slush froze the pillow and Pleakley suddenly lost it. "That's it!" Pleakley shouted as he sprung up from behind the couch. "Dr. Okra says we should be hugging and crying, we're gonna hug and cry!"

Spike heard Pleakley's outburst and started to approach him. "Me and my big mouth." Pleakley said regrettably. Pleakley jumped from behind the couch and ran into another room. A few crashes were heard before Pleakley came out is some sort of knight outfit he just threw on. Everybody looked shocked and repulsed at what he was wearing. "I don't think you're evil, I think you're special. You just need a big hug." Pleakley said as he approached Spike, who backed away in fear.

Spike squirmed in order to get free once Pleakley got a hold of him, but he soon stopped, sniffled, and returned Pleakley's hug and began to cry. "Aww." The experiments said in compassion. Splodyhead and Slush began to hug each other, creating steam from their temperature opposite bodies. Nosy was trying not to cry as he said, "I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna cry." But Fibber buzzed and Nosy cried, blew his nose, and said in a shocked tone, "This is so beautiful."

Back outside, Lilo had an idea that Mark disagreed with, but they tried it anyway. "I heard on TV that listening to Mozart makes you smart. If that's true then listening to Elvis will make you super smart." Lilo said to Stitch as she put a pair of headphones on him and began playing the Elvis CD. "This won't work." Mark warned, but Lilo ignored him. Stitch reacted to the music and Lilo said triumphantly, "You recognize him don't you? It's working, it's working! Take that Mark Nissan!" Mark raised an eyebrow and said "Three…two…one."

As soon as he finished the sentence, Stitch stopped the music, took out the CD and looked at his reflection for a while before putting the CD on his nose and jumping of the ledge of the hill. Mark who was relaxing near the edge, caught Stitch by the scruff before he fell any further. Lilo sighed sadly and said, "I give up. Stitch is just as big a dodo-head as I am. Myrtle's going to win the Ohanarama for sure."

The next night, Lilo, Stitch, Spike, Jumba, and Pleakley were at the Ohanarama. Mark stayed home and watched it on TV since he wasn't allowed to attend. Myrtle's family was already prepared and relaxed about the competition, except for Myrtle herself, who was being her usual self and had that angry look on her face. "Will this take much longer, uh, Myrna? I've got a 5:00 Yoga class tomorrow morning." Myrtle's aunt asked her.

Myrtle pointed to her aunt and replied harshly, "Focus Aunt Stacy, just remember to let me answer all the questions." before looking at Lilo and sticking her tongue out at her. "I wish we had someone smarter than me playing." Lilo said sadly as she turned away from Myrtle's taunt. "Don't you fret." Pleakley replied to Lilo in an encouraging tone before continuing, "I stayed up all night studying the difference between 'Argyle' and 'Gargoyle'." Lilo looked down as Pleakley finished his sentence and sadly commented, "We're doomed."

Moses walked up to the podium and said to the crowd, "Ok, we're down the final round in this year's Ohanarama." He then turned to Lilo and said, "Lilo, you won the coin toss so the first question for your Ohana goes to you. True or false: there is firm evidence of aliens from other planets visiting Earth." Lilo gasped happily and said, "True!" Yaarp, who was the scorekeeper for the event, immediately turned over Lilo's Ohana's score pad showing that she had won ten points for answering correctly.

However, Moses had a different idea as he said disappointingly, "I'm sorry, that's incorrect." Yaarp looked appalled at Moses, seeing as Yaarp was an alien himself, but he changed the score anyway. "Edmunds?" Moses asked. "False! Only Wierdlo's lame enough to believe in aliens." Yaarp, regrettably, gave Myrtle her score and honked in a scoffing manner as he did so.

A few minutes Later, Myrtle was beating Lilo by one hundred sixty to ten. "Ok, the next question is for Lilo's uncle Jumba. At opposition, how far is Jupiter from the Earth: six million, sixty million, or six hundred million kilometers?" Moses asked him. Jumba, in his usual self, was too smart for his own good and explained the complications of space distance and some sort of fold in the solar system before answering, "Fourteen feet." Jumba, of course, got it wrong.

"Myrtle's Ohana?" Moses asked. They were all huddled together and Myrtle kept telling her aunt that she was wrong and then answered, "six hundred million kilometers."

"That's correct." Moses replied. Jumba was outraged as he shouted, "What? You dare question my genius? I, who have invented edible hair?" As he said that last part, he took his wig off from under his hat and showed it to Moses. "Forget it uncle Jumba, we'll get the next one." Lilo said reassuringly. Jumba began eating his wig in fury. "Uh, maybe this would be a good time to take a break." Moses suddenly said.

Lilo left the stage and went over to Stitch, who was sitting on his head in a chair, and Spike, who was curled up under the chair, and said disappointedly, "I can't believe it. This is the worst day of my entire life." The instant she said that last sentence, Spike dashed from under the chair and offered a hug to Lilo. He had grown quite fond of them ever since Pleakley hugged him. "Thanks, but no thanks Spike." Lilo politely declined. "It's ok Lilo, he's turned good, thanks to E.A.R.W.A.X." Pleakley assured her. "I know." Lilo replied before continuing, "But one stray quill and he could make me even unsmarter than I already am."

Lilo suddenly got an idea and said, "Hey, I know. Spike, why don't you give Myrtle a big sloppy hug?"

"Now Lilo, I'm no expert on Earth ethics—well, actually I am—and that would be cheating." Pleakley scolded. Lilo sighed sadly and said, "You're right. If we're going to beat the Edmunds, we've got to do it fair and square. Right Stitch?" Stitch was trying to get the disc off his nose while they talked. As soon as Lilo asked him that, he was successful, but the disc went flying backstage. Stitch chased after it as he said cutely, "Come back shiny!" Lilo and Spike followed him. "Come on Stitch." Lilo said warningly before she continued, "No one's supposed to be back here."

It was then that she saw one of Myrtle's friends on a laptop, hiding with a communication device. "Moses hasn't asked a science question in a while, so I'll keep that page open." her friend spoke in the microphone of her communication device. Lilo put two and two together and looked at Myrtle, who was on stage, communicating with her friend through an earpiece. "Myrtle's cheating! No wonder she seems so smart." Lilo realized. Then she looked at Spike and said slyly, "Poor Theresa, having to do slave work for Myrtle. I bet she could use a hug."

Spike laughed excitedly, snuck behind Theresa, and hugged her. One of his spikes got her and her focus and intelligence decreased. Spike returned, showing that his mission was complete. Stitch had the disc back on his nose. "Come on Stitch, I think we can handle Myrtle now." Lilo said as she walked back to the stage. A few seconds later, the break ended. Mark looked focused at the Edmunds family and said, "Well, it doesn't look like Lilo cheated, I wonder what she was up to during the commercial break though."

"Myrtle, this next question goes to you. Complete this phrase: For every action, there is an equal and opposite blank." Moses said to her. Myrtle immediately said, "Oh, a science question, that's easy. For every action, there's an equal and opposite…" Myrtle waited for her friend to finish the question for her, but all Theresa said was, "Bucket of monkeys!" Myrtle, confidently, repeated what her friend had told her. This sparked laughter in the crowd and even Moses himself sounded amused as he said, "I—I'm sorry, that's incorrect. Lilo's team?" Jumba began explaining some sort of complicated thing but Lilo interrupted and said, "Reaction."

"That's correct." Moses replied. Yaarp honked happily three times and turned over Lilo's score, giving her family 20 points now. Jumba was upset with the simplifications of Earth science. Myrtle was having a fit and shouted, "That's not fair!"

"Oh, quiet Maureen." Her aunt told her. Myrtle grabbed her aunt's shirt rudely and corrected harshly, "My name is Myrtle!"

"Maybe Aunt Stacy and I should answer some question now dear." Myrtle's mother suggested. "No! It won't happen again!" Myrtle harshly shouted. She gave a glare to the backstage and continued silently, "It better not!"

"Whoa! And people think I'm bad enough." Mark commented on Myrtle's behavior. Backstage, Theresa was dancing around with a box on her head. Slowly, Lilo began catching up with Myrtle. "This next question goes to Lilo's aunt Pleakley: true or false, cotton T-shirts should be washed with like colors only?" Pleakley looked overjoyed and shouted, "True!" Pleakley then gave an I-told-you-so look to the camera. Mark was horrified as he shouted dramatically, "No…NOOOOO!" Mark then fell forward, his head hit the coffee table, and he continued in his normal tone, "I hate it when I'm wrong."

"Correct!" Moses said to Pleakley before continuing, "And with forty points separating the teams, we go into the lightning round. Can I have one player from each Ohana?" Myrtle's mother turned to her and suggested, once more, that maybe her aunt Stacey should be the one to answer the question. "No! I'm playing!" Myrtle interrupted her mother before hopping from her seat and walking to the center of the stage. When Mark heard that the lightning round was coming up, he got back in a seated position and hoped that Lilo, or whichever member of their Ohana would be competing, would be the victorious one.

"I should play, I'm the Earth expert here." Pleakley suggested. "Well, yeah, but Jumba has I.Q. larger than some galaxies." Jumba bragged. "No, let me do it." Lilo bravely said as she jumped from her seat. "But little girl thought that not-so-friendly friend Myrtle was smarter than she." Jumba explained. "Not anymore." Lilo happily said before walking on stage. "Wierdlo? I'm playing against you? This is going to be easier than I thought." Myrtle said to Lilo as she walked on stage. "You don't scare me Myrtle." Lilo said calmly with her arms crossed. Moses separated them and asked, "Are you ready girls?" Moses then looked at his question cards and said, "First question, where is the Eifel tower located?"

"In the bathroom." Theresa said cluelessly. Myrtle repeated confidently. "Paris, France." Lilo answered. "Ten points for Lilo." Moses said before moving on to the next question, "What did Neil Armstrong say when he landed on the moon?"

"Tastes like chicken!" Myrtle answered intensely. "This is one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind." Lilo answered with equal intensity. "Correct! How many feet in a mile?" Moses said. Yaarp was happily turning over Lilo's point cards with every question she got right.

"Bundt cake!" Myrtle answered. "Five-thousand two hundred and eighty!" Lilo answered. Another ten points were awarded to her family, giving Lilo three hundred and seventy points total, making it only ten points separating the teams now. "Who wrote Hamlet?" Moses asked. "Chauncey Pickles!" Myrtle answered. "William Shakespeare!" Lilo answered. "And the score is tied." Moses answered. "I like pickles." Theresa said stupidly. Myrtle took the earpiece out, threw it on the floor, and stepped on it. Mark appeared to be the only one to notice this as he closed in on the TV, pointed at Myrtle and shouted, "She was cheating! I knew it! Oh wait…no wonder I had this strange feeling that Lilo was up to something during the commercial break. She must have found Myrtle's source and had Spike do his thing. Clever girl."

"This is the final question." Moses said. Myrtle had this insanity-driven glare in her eyes that suddenly snapped to cluelessness as she heard Moses' final question, "What is the Hawaiian word for 'friendship'."

"What kind of question is that? I don't know anything about friendship." Myrtle harshly asked. "That's easy. Pilialoha!" Lilo answered. "That's correct, Lilo's team wins." Everybody except for Myrtle and her family were cheering for Lilo's victory. "No fair! That was a dumb question. And you have Mark Nissan for a brother." Myrtle accused. "Just because you didn't know it doesn't mean it was dumb Myrtle, and for the record, Mark would never allow any one of his family members to cheat like that. He's a man who lives by the rules and has a respect for them, which is why he decided to stay home and watch this contest on TV, instead of coming here himself."

Myrtle dare not accuse Lilo any further; for fear that Theresa might be discovered hiding backstage with her laptop. "Congratulations Lilo. Your family wins the new computer and encyclopedias on DVD." Moses said, showing the encyclopedias to her. "I can't believe we lost, this is the worst day of my life!" Myrtle shouted rudely. "Aww." Spike said compassionately before heading out the door and giving Myrtle a hug. "Stop hugging me! Ouch!" Myrtle said before her intelligence started to be completely drained away. Lilo was laughing, not at Myrtle, but in the happiness over how everything worked out in the end.

The next day, Pleakley continued his E.A.R.W.A.X. session. "Nosy, do you have something you'd like to share with the group?" He asked. "My name is Nosy and I'm—I'm—I'm a gossip." Nosy said before he started crying and ran over to Spike, who was wearing a knight outfit, and hugged him. "Who would have though that spiky experiment would make such good hugging treatment practitioner?" Jumba questioned. Stitch went next to Lilo and asked, "Wakata tooka, tooka?"

"Sorry Stitch. I donated the computer to the community center, I figure that this family is smart enough without it." Lilo answered. "Heh, little girl is almost as smart as evil genius." Jumba said before chuckling and repeated, "Almost."

"Oh Mark Nissan!" Pleakley called out in a teasing, sing-song tone. "Pleakley, please don't do this." Mark pleaded desperately. "A bet's a bet Mark, now you get out here so we can fix your problem so that something like this won't happen again." Pleakley scolded. "Ugh, fine." Mark groaned as he stepped around the corner and revealed why he didn't want to come out.

Mark was now wearing a stuffed pink dress and had a stressed look on his face. "Pleakley, I swear, I'm going to hurt you one of these days for this." Mark threatened. "Oh yeah right. Your Ohana has immunity to any and all physical abuse that comes from you. Everyone knows this already." Pleakley said in his defense. Mark groaned again as her realized that Pleakley was right.

Stitch thought of something for a moment and then rolled into the kitchen and came out wearing a dress that looked just like the one Mark was wearing but short enough to fit Stitch. Mark looked at Stitch and realized what he was trying to do. Upon realizing that Stitch was trying to make Mark feel better about his misfortune, Mark grinned, knelt down and began to stroke Stitch's head. Stitch nudged and purred as he usually did whenever Mark did this. Although he had just lost a bet and wasn't feeling too happy about it, and that he wasn't going to change his ways just yet, Mark couldn't help but feel that he had already found the one place he belonged. He belonged right there with Lilo and Stitch.