-1"Don't call him that! He's your son and his name is Mark. Not the miracle child! Honestly, sometimes I think he's got the right idea to be so mad at you." The kind woman said to the tough looking man. Mark huffed in offense from what his father said and walked out of the room. The man looked at his son, wondering how long he'd been standing there. "He's heard the whole thing if that's what you're wondering." His mother told his father in a stern voice.

Mark headed up the stairs and to his room. While in there, he could hear his mother scolding his father but couldn't exactly make out what she was saying. Mark knew that his father wouldn't dare argue with his mother; it was his way of trying to be a good husband, although he wasn't too good of a father. In his father's eyes, Mark was never good enough. No matter what he did, he was never good enough to be appreciated by the ex-military officer. Then Mark was found to be too good for the CIA. Now that he was finally seen as worthy in his father's eyes. However, now his father never saw him for more than anything than someone for public display.

There was a knock at the door and Mark opened it. It was his father, with his head down and his beret off, showing his balding head. Mark had a sudden urge to slam the door, but he resisted and opened the door further and lay down on the bed. "Listen, Mark. Your mother pointed out that I haven't exactly been the best father in the world."

"Really? I hadn't noticed." Mark replied sarcastically and harshly.

He was still upset at his father, and with good reason. "Ok…I probably deserved that-" His father began when Mark suddenly snapped, "Probably? Probably? Probably doesn't cut it. My whole life you've been treating me like I'm nothing-literally nothing. And then when I'm finally seen as worthy of your respect, you suddenly decide to show it by displaying me as the miracle child! No, dad. Probably isn't the word I would have used."

"I know. And…I'm sorry." His father said in sadness. Mark looked at his father; not in anger and repulse, but in surprise and acceptance. It was the first time his father had actually said those two words to him. Of course, he should have seen it coming, but it still caught him off guard. Mark couldn't help it. For the very first time, he forgave his father. Mark got up off his bed, walk over to his father, put a hand on his father's shoulder, and replied, "It's alright. Just…try not to do it again." Mark's father nodded and said smiling, "Noted, son." Then Mark and his father hugged and made up their years worth of anger at each other.

Mark suddenly sat up in his bead, tears running down his eyes again. It was just another dream. Another Flashback. He knew what day he was dreaming about too; the day they died in that car accident. Mark was wiping the tears from his face when he felt a certain weight on his legs. He looked where his legs would be and spotted Stitch curled up and sleeping on top of them. Mark smiled upon seeing Stitch. He figured that Stitch heard him in the middle of the night and decided to sleep next to him to help him feel better. Stitch was successful. He reminded Mark that although he missed his old family, he had a new one that cared about him just the same.

A few hours later, Mark, Lilo, and Stitch were walking down the sidewalk. "Ok guys, you let me do the talking. I'm sure I can convince her to help us." Lilo said as she looked up and down the street for any cars before crossing. After seeing that there were none, the trio crossed the street. "Oh-kee tuckah!" Stitch replied. "He's right; there's no way she'd listen to any of us." Mark said in favor of Stitch. "I know she can be mean sometimes, but I have a feeling that this time will be different." Lilo replied to both of them. "People don't change that easily Lilo; if they did, then the whole family wouldn't constantly be so angry at me all the time." Mark replied.

"I'm not saying she'll change, I'm just saying that maybe she'll help us this one time. I mean, it's for a good cause, right?" Lilo replied before knocking on the front door of a house they had arrived at. Myrtle answered the door, followed by her usual posse. Upon seeing Lilo, Myrtle immediately glared at her and asked in her usually harsh tone, "What do YOU want?" Lilo simply kept her happy face on and replied, "My sister Nani's throwing a big dinner for charity on Friday night."

"So?" Myrtle asked harshly. "I knew this was going to happen." Mark whispered to Stitch so that only he could hear. "Ih." Stitch replied, lowering his ears.

"I thought we could put the past behind us and join together…in the spirit of Kokua. What do ya say?" Lilo replied to Myrtle. Myrtle answered by simply pointing at Stitch and saying, "Your doggie is so ugly, it makes my eyes hurt."

"Yeahhh!" Myrtle's posse began before screaming in terror and retreating to the back of the house as Mark suddenly snapped and went for Myrtle. Myrtle joined them in going inside for cover. Mark could only get to the doorway as Lilo and Stitch were struggling just to keep him from going any further. "YOU, TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW!" Mark demanded furiously at Myrtle. Myrtle was shaking in fear, too terrified at Mark's overwhelming anger to even utter an apology.

Stitch quickly let go of Mark, ran up in front of him, and then began pushing him out of the house. Once Mark was out of the house, Myrtle gained enough courage to go up to the door, call him a freak, and then slam the door on them. This only made things worse as now Mark was now pushing Stitch back. Thinking fast, Stitch jumped up and grabbed onto Mark's shoulder. The sudden extra weight sent Mark falling backwards. Lilo and Stitch then began dragging Mark back to their house as he shook his fist at the door and began shouting things like, "You're lucky these two were here!"and "Let me go! I'm gonna get that little-!" However, despite what he was saying, Mark was always decent enough to not harm children or anyone younger than he was. So, he never planned on harming Myrtle, just merely yelling at her would have been enough for him.

Meanwhile, back at the house, Nani was hiring some performers for her charity dinner while Jumba and Pleakely were sitting on the couch watching TV. "You're available? That's great! I have plenty of room for your dancing poodles. …You charge how much? Yeah, the thing is, it's a charity event and we were hoping-hello? Hello?" Nani groaned furiously and said, "Well, I didn't get Pete and his prancing poodles. What am I going to do?" Nani tossed the phone behind her, which flew over Jumba's head, bounced off the lamp, hit Pleakely's head, and landed on Jumba's arm. "If you're looking for entertainment, I suggest you hire on of these." Pleakely said before changing the channel and saying, "It's called a stand-up comedian."

The channel Pleakely had turned to had a man who was making jokes about his overweight body. Jumba, being a little fat himself, scoffed at the comedian and asked, "Why is making fun of overly rotund self?"

"Well, Earthlings develop a sense of humor about themselves in order to keep from being hurt by others. It's fascinating. In fact-" Pleakely began before Jumba suddenly said, "Oh, no. I know that look in your eye." Pleakely just gave Jumba a look and said, "Don't worry, this isn't like the time I wanted to be an Ice Dancer."

Nani was pacing as she spoke to a band on the phone. "Yes, I know you're a busy band but my first, second, third, fourth, and fifth band choices have all declined so-. Hello?" Nani began massaging her forehead in frustration when Pleakely walked up to her, took the phone, and said, "Nani, your entertainment booking troubles are over!" Pleakely threw the phone behind him and Jumba caught it without even looking.

"Your charity dinner will be my debut as…a stand-up comedian! Whadda say? Huh? Huh?" Pleakely continued, tugging Nani's pant legs as if begging for the position. Nani replied, "If I let you perform, will you do the catering too?" Obviously the answer was yes as Pleakely suddenly turned to Jumba and said excitedly, "Did ya hear that? She said ok! I have my first gig! I'm legit!" Pleakely then elbowed the air with pride and then, as if getting this idea suddenly, he continued, "I'm going to go buy a new outfit! Something that screams hilarity and comes with matching shoes." Pleakely then walked out the door and put on his wig.

"Eh, Jumba does not understand this charity business. There's no evil in it so what is point?" Jumba said as he handed the phone to Nani. "There's plenty evil organizing it, that's for sure." Nani said in anger. "I don't-" She began when she heard the sounds of struggling. "Let me go! She's gonna pay for that!" Mark shouted as Lilo and Stitch dragged him inside the house. The instant they let him go, he jumped up and ran for the door, but Nani's arm was too quick for him as she grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back in. Unlike with Lilo and Stitch, Mark didn't even bother to struggle to get himself free from Nani; he just crossed his arms and gave a miserable look.

"What is going on here?" Nani asked all three of them. "Myrtle, apparently, doesn't think that Charity is important." Lilo answered. "So her family's not coming?" Nani asked in a worried tone. "No, she called Stitch ugly and laughed at us." Lilo replied. "Lika boo chifa." Stitch muttered. "Oh, Lilo. That's mean, making fun of how people look." Nani began when Mark interrupted, "Glad you think so.

"Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go over there and give that Myrtle Edmunds a piece of my-" Mark was interrupted as Nani stopped him from leaving again. Nani turned her attention back to Lilo and continued, "But you just gotta-" She was interrupted again by a sudden ring of the phone. She answered it, and said, "Aloha? Oh! Yeah, thanks for calling back. I was wondering if you'd be interested in donating 250 pounds of Poi. It's for charity."

Obviously hurt by what Myrtle had called Stitch; Lilo went up to her room and beckoned Stitch to follow her. Meanwhile, at Gantu's ship, Gantu was trying to meditate as Six-two-five was making a large sandwich. "Hey Gantu, hope you don't mind but some charity organization thing came around asking for donations." The little yellow experiment announced. "I can't hear you blabbing over my deep calming breaths." Gantu said aloud, more to himself than Six-two-five. Gantu breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly.

"So I gave them your cloths, and your bed, and that stuffed teddy bear thing you sleep with." Six-two-five continued. "I am at PEACE!" Gantu shouted as he smashed the sandwich with such force that it sent the experiment flying back, and shook the whole ship. "I can see that." Six-two-five replied sarcastically as he sat up. At that moment, the computer voice announced, "Warning: Experiment 322 activated. Primary function: Undermine enemy moral with verbal abuse."

"Verbal abuse? Like insults? An experiment that doesn't melt, blow up, or implode anything? Like stealing candy from a baby." Gantu thought aloud before equipping himself with his usual blaster and experiment capsule and leaving the ship. Meanwhile, at a hotel, the manager was giving some people a tour when a voice called out, "For the love of Mike, is that a dead rat on your head?"

"Pardon me?" The manager replied, not the slightest bit amused.

An orange experiment with a bow-tie mark on his chest walked into view and said, "Don't worry about it, most people won't notice your toupee, 'cause they'll be blinded by that tacky shirt!" The tourists seemed to find this hilarious. The experiment simply smiled and said, "It is good to be me." The next day, at the house, Pleakely was performing in front of Mark, Lilo, Stitch, and Jumba. "And what is the deal with those tricky sharks and dolphins? They look exactly alike, except one will swim ya to safety, and the other will eat ya alive. Can we get a warning sign or something?" Pleakely expected them to be hysterical, but none of them were laughing.

"That's it. That's the punch line. You're supposed to be laughing now. Come on everybody, laughing. Ha, ha!" Pleakely announced in an encouraging tone. "But…it wasn't funny." Lilo admitted. "Indeed; we've all heard that shark thing over a million times, Pleakely." Mark responded. "But I constructed the joke with a punch line format and it was based on personal experience." Pleakely thought aloud.

"Still not funny." Jumba said dully. "Ok, ok I get it! But still, by all technical measures, my jokes SHOULD be funny." Pleakely said before scratching his head with the microphone he was holding and continuing, "I guess I'm just missing something…" Pleakely then pulled the microphone away from his head quickly, yanking the orange-haired wig he was wearing off his head. "Early retirement?" Jumba asked boredly.

"Quit stealing my lines!" Mark scolded Jumba. "Pebooz?" Stitch asked cutely. "Nope, more research!" Pleakely answered as he put the wig back on and began skipping away. "Take your time!" Mark told Pleakely as the eager alien skipped out of the room. "Perhaps Jumba will create evil genius device to replace stand-up act." Jumba said once Pleakely was gone. As he said this, Jumba looked as if he was starting to go slightly insane.

A little while later, Lilo and Stitch were taking a walk alone this time because Mark wasn't allowed to leave the house for a week due to his recent outburst on Myrtle. "Pleakely's hopeless. I wish we could help him but I don't have the slightest idea how to be funny." Lilo said to Stitch, who replied, "Meega naga." Suddenly, the orange experiment from the hotel jumped over the orange stand they were standing next to and slid down it. The oranges fell off the stand, causing Lilo and Stitch to be buried underneath them. They had just poked their heads out of the orange pile when a plasma beam suddenly shot right past them, causing them to scream in surprise.

"Out of my way! I've got an experiment to catch!" Gantu said eagerly to them as her ran after the experiment. "Come on!" Lilo commanded Stitch as she swam out of the orange pile. Stitch decided to stop and eat some free fruit while he had the chance before Lilo dragged him away. The experiment was rushing through a park near the beach. As he stole a basketball from a player, he said, "Nice D. Or should I say d-minus?" He ditched the ball and ran through the park into the beach itself. Dodging and jumping over people, the experiment was as quick with his legs as he was with his wit, as he bounced off a woman and said, "Excuse me sir…I mean madam."

Soon, Gantu arrived, causing the people to scurry out of the way to avoid getting crushed, and was closely followed by Lilo and Stitch. Gantu dove for the experiment, but it jumped out of his range just in time, causing Gantu to fall face-down in the sand. Gantu looked up. The experiment obviously couldn't resist teasing the klutzy alien shark as he said, "Missed me, missed me. Now you gotta kiss me. But whew, buy a breath mint first!" Offended, Gantu grabbed the experiment and said harshly, "Quiet, freak!"

Gantu got up and began to run, but Stitch curled into a ball and tripped him by rolling under one of his giant feet. Gantu flipped backwards in the air a complete 270 degrees, causing him to fall face-first in the sand again. Gantu looked up, his entire face covered in beach-sand. The experiment forced itself free, took one look at Gantu, laughed, and said, "If I were you, I'd be trying to bury my ugly mug too."

"Hey, he's mean. And it's funny." Lilo pointed out as Stitch chuckled a bit at the insult Gantu had just received. "Why you little-" Gantu began as he shook the sand off his face and swung at the experiment, trying to grab him, but the experiment jumped out of the way and landed next to Lilo and Stitch and said to them, "You guys get a load of that swing?" The experiment then turned back to Gantu and continued, "looks like your mug ain't the only ugly thing around here." Lilo and Stitch laughed again. "And what's with that uniform? You pretending to be a cop or something?" The experiment asked Gantu, who replied, "Well, no. I'm-" Before he could explain, the experiment interrupted, "Not a cop. My mistake. Cops are smart and brave. You're obviously the mayor."

"What?" An appalled Gantu asked. "The mayor of loserville." The experiment finished. This was, apparently, the final straw for Gantu as he suddenly reached for the experiment, but was stopped when Stitch suddenly bit his hand before it got anywhere within grabbing range. Lilo, spotting the opportunity, grabbed the orange experiment and pulled it away from Gantu. "Don't worry about Stitch. He'll catch up." Lilo said to the experiment. "You really told Gantu off. You're funny. I think I'll call you Heckler." Lilo said cheerfully. "Who died and made you name-giver?" Heckler asked harshly. "Well nobody, it's like my job." Lilo answered. "Well maybe you should be fired." Heckler commented rudely.

Stitch arrived by air and tackled Heckler. "Stitch! Be nice to Heckler. He can help us figure out how to save Pleakely's comedy act." Lilo reminded him. "Plus, I'm curious to see how he handles a certain someone. Someone who's name begins with an 'M' and ends with an 'yrtle.'" Lilo said as she got that sly, vengeful look in her eyes.

A while later, Lilo knocked on Myrtle's door. She answered and looked around for Mark. When she saw that he wasn't there, she asked harshly, "What do you want, weird-lo?" Lilo simply smiled sweetly and said, "Oh, nothing. Just a good laugh." Then she stepped sideways to reveal Heckler and continued, "Do your thing, Heckler." Heckler took one look at Myrtle and instantly found her weak points.

"Wow. I don't know where to start. Is the clown still chasing you?" Heckler asked. "What clown?" Myrtle replied. "The clown you stole that fright wig you call hair from." Myrtle gasped in humiliation and tried to hide her hair, but Heckler still had his bits to say. "And those glasses. Let me guess, you're going for a career in welding?" Myrtle angrily slammed the door on them. Lilo and Stitch were busting up laughing at what Heckler was saying to Myrtle.

A while later, Lilo and Stitch brought Heckler over to their house. Heckler took one look at the place and said, "You call this home? If you look up shanty in the dictionary, you get a picture of this place. I've seen nicer cardboard boxes on skid row." Stitch was obviously offended by this and ran for Heckler. Lilo intercepted and said, "Back off, Stitch. He's right; our house is kind of a dump." Stitch just lowered his ears in fear from being scolded. Lilo dragged Heckler up to the house.

"I know you're donating tables out of the kindness of your heart, but we're expecting a large turnout and we need more than two." Nani said on the phone to someone who had donated a few tables for her charity event. "Uh…" Lilo said to her sister. However, Nani ignored her and continued, "So if you could-" Then the person she was calling had hung up on her yet again. "Hello?" She said into the phone again, with no reply. Frustrated, she threw the phone behind her. "Somebody needs to be introduced to a little concept called anger management." Heckler commented loudly. "Oh great. What's this one? Unless it's a charity organizer experiment, I'm not in the mood." Nani said angrily.

"Nani, this is Heckler. Heckler, Nani." Lilo introduced. "How're you doing, hippo-hips." Heckler greeted rudely. "What did he say?" Nani asked in shock. Lilo just laughed and said, "That's a good one, Heckler."

"Why are you laughing?" Nani asked Lilo, who innocently replied, "Because it's true. You do have hippo hips."

"What!" Nani asked in a mixture of repulse and anger.

Heckler spotted Mark sitting on the couch reading and walked up to him. "…Ok…I've got nothing for this guy." Heckler announced. Then Mark came into the room and saw himself sitting on the couch. He just stared at his double for a moment, then turned to the archway he had just came through and shouted, "Jumba! What did I tell you about leaving your hologram projectors lying around!"

"I've got nothing for that guy either." Heckler admitted, pointing to the real Mark.

Jumba had then entered the room, pushing Mark out of the way and asking, "Did I just hear what I am thinking? Experiment three-two-two, is that you?" Jumba spotted Heckler and then said as if greeting a friend he hadn't seen in years, "You look good."

"You too; if by 'good' you mean bald, four-eyed, and ugly." Heckler replied. Jumba simply laughed and said, "Yes, that's three-two-two alright. Programmed to destroy enemy's self-confidence by mercilessly taunting and humiliating him-one of the best ideas I've ever had." Jumba explained as He held the experiment up and allowed Stitch to climb on his shoulder.

"More like, ONLY idea you've ever had. Which explains why you're stuck on this Podunk planet with these losers. Except for that guy. I can tell he's awesome just by loo-" Heckler rambled on before Jumba interrupted by shoving Stitch in Heckler's mouth. "Jumba! What'd you go and do that for!" Mark scolded at Jumba as he tried to get Stitch out of Heckler's mouth. "Get rid of that thing now." Nani commanded in a deadly quiet tone. "But he's funny." Lilo argued with a sad look on her face.

Mark finally managed to get Stitch out of Heckler's mouth; upon which, Heckler pointed to Stitch and commented, "You taste like old socks." Mark released Stitch, who said, "Ohh! Naga toto!" and pounced on Heckler. As if she didn't see any of this happening, Nani replied to Lilo, "Making fun of people's shortcomings not only isn't funny, it isn't nice." Lilo just crossed her arms and replied angrily, "You just don't have a sense of humor."

Nani sighed, started dialing on the phone, and said, "I don't have time to argue about this right now. You keep that thing out of my sight until after the event. Got it?" Lilo remained silent. Nani had then called the table donor back and apologized about requesting more tables, and said that, now that she had thought about it, they were the perfect size for the charity event.

Nani had then entered the kitchen, just as Heckler and Stitch stopped fighting. Lilo turned to Jumba and asked, "Where's Pleakely."

"Outside, practicing un-comedy routine." Jumba answered simply. Out side, Pleakely had pulled some lame joke about Washington to a surfboard when Lilo, Stitch, and Heckler arrived. "Where'd this guy learn comedy? A funeral parlor? 'Cause he's gonna die out there." Heckler commented from a safe distance. "Can you help him?" Lilo asked. Heckler looked at Pleakely and then replied, "There's only one thing I can think of to get this guy's stand-up fun to watch."

A while later, Heckler had given Lilo and Stitch a few tomatoes. "Tomatoes?" Lilo asked. "Adaba." Stitch agreed. "Ever since the first loser slipped on a banana peel; comedy's been all about laughing at other people's expense, right?" Heckler asked. "I guess" Lilo answered. "So if a guy's jokes aren't funny, you can at least get a yuk or two out of throwing tomatoes at him." Heckler replied. "I don't know. These look big, they could hurt." Lilo said thoughtfully. "That's why you use the rotten ones, genius." Heckler replied rudely. "Well…you're the comedy expert." Lilo concluded, figuring that Heckler knew best.

A while later, Nani place the table cloth neatly over one of the large tables that were donated to her. Lilo and Stitch arrived and began placing the plates, silverware, and rotten tomatoes on the table. "Lilo, what are you doing?" Nani asked when Lilo and Stitch had made one pass on table one. "Don't worry, Nani. Everything's perfectly under control, thanks to Heckler." Lilo answered her sister just before a woman came storming out of the kitchen, crying her eyes out. "I quit!" She said through sobs as she took off her apron and ran to the stage.

"Leilani! Wait! I don't understand; what happened?" Nani said to the waitress, who replied, "I've been trying to lose weight. But this apron makes me look like a big fat penguin!" Leilani answered. "What! Says who?" Nani asked when suddenly, they were interrupted once again as the chef came storming out of the kitchen, saying in anger, "I quit too! This hat DOES make me look like a dweeb." The chef had then threw his hat down and stomped away. Heckler left the kitchen, looking quite pleased with himself as he said, "Man these people are easy. Talk about low self-esteem! Who's next? I'm on a roll."

Nani suddenly looked furious at her sister and scolded her angrily, "Lilo! I've spent 3 days trying to pull together a crew for this, and your experiment is insulting them right out the door."

"But…he makes me laugh." Lilo tried to argue, when Heckler suddenly bumped in from behind her and said, "Not hard to do, small-fry; you're gigglier than 2 packs of laughing hyenas."

"Hey!" Lilo replied in an insulted tone. "But giggling beats that whine of yours. 'Stiiiiiiiitch' ouch. Fingernails meet blackboard. Blackboard, fingernails." Lilo slouched in sadness as she took the insults head-on. "Oh, and Mrs. Hasegawa called, she wants that potato you're using for a nose back."

Lilo checked her nose, worried about being embarrassed by other people, before saying, "Hey. That's not funny."

"Typical. It's only funny when it's the other guy. Well, it's been real. But I gotta run." Heckler replied before heading for the door. "Get him, Stitch." Lilo commanded. Stitch gave her a mischievous smile and said, "Finally." Unfortunately, before Stitch could do anything, there was a loud crash and Gantu was on the other side of a hole in the wall that his blaster had made. "Alright, earthlings. Hand over the trog!" Gantu demanded.

"Perfect. You know what? You want him? Take him!" Nani said as she gladly took Heckler and tossed him into Gantu's grip. "Nani, no! He's Ohana. We have to find his one-true place. We can't just-" Lilo began when Heckler suddenly said, "Again with the Ohana and the one true place. I see you've read two phrases of the dictionary cover-to-cover." Insulted and angry. Lilo turned her nose up, shooed Gantu away and said, "Take him."

"Gladly." Gantu replied before walking away. "You two deserve each other!" Lilo shouted after them. "Stitch, fix the door so I can slam it on them." Lilo commanded. Stitch did as he was told, and rather quickly too as the door and wall was perfectly rebuilt in seconds. Lilo marched up to the door and shouted after them, "And for the record, my nose does NOT look like a potato!" before slamming it with such anger, it was a miracle that the hole wasn't re-made.

"What's going on?" Mark asked as he entered the area. Quickly remembering that two of her crew members had quit, Nani slyly looked at Mark and said, "Mark. Just the person I've been looking for." Mark, having no idea what Nani wanted him to do, simply slouched over miserably and groaned quietly.

Meanwhile, at Gantu's ship. Gantu was prepping Heckler to be transported to Hamsterviel. "Mayor of loserville indeed." Gantu said in victory at Heckler. "Mayor of loserville? That's a good one." Six-two-five said before laughing at Gantu and taking another bite our of his sandwich. Gantu called Hamsterviel and said, "Dr. Hamsterviel, I've finally caught an experiment. It insults people."

"Is that all! I am perfectly capable of insulting other people in my own genius fashion, you rubber-headed rubber fish thing!" Hamsterviel replied angrily. "Rubber-headed rubber fish? You call that a genius insult? I've seen better digs in my vegetable garden." Heckler said to Hamsterviel.

"What? What do you know about insults, you with your oh so witty teeth and garish bookhan marking?" Hamsterviel asked in a comeback tone. "What's the 'H' stand for? 'Help I've got a towel around my neck?'" Heckler replied. "Quiet, you over-talking over-talker!" Hamsterviel commanded. "Well, I can see we've been working on the accent; I've almost understood a word you said just now." Heckler replied. Hamsterviel just stammered out of anger. He was too furious to even think of a comeback. "Ooh. Nice comeback." Heckler commented.

"You-you!" Hamsterviel began, but he was unable to think of anything and turned away in anger. Heckler replied, in a mocking tone, "I-I-I'm wondering what are you anyway? The name says Hamster, but the tail's all poodle." Hamsterviel's tail suddenly sprang upright as he had just taken this final blow. Hamsterviel quickly turned around and shouted, "Gantu! I do not like this unlikable experiment! Set him free! Set him free!"

"But I finally-" Gantu began when Hamsterviel interrupted, saying, "Do it, you sloppy impersonator of a slob!" Gantu sighed in defeat, said, "Yes sir." and set Heckler loose.

Heckler laughed in victory before heading over to the elevator and saying, "Hate to insult and leave. Actually, I love it." When the elevator doors closed, sending Heckler to the lower floor of the ship, Six-two-five said, "Aw, too bad. I could always use some insult backup around here." Six-two-five had then turned to Gantu and said, "So, Mr. Mayor. What's your next decree to the people of loserville?" Gantu's response was nothing more than a frustrated growl.

Later, at the house. Pleakely was practicing for his comedy act while applying makeup. He was actually applying it professionally as he powdered his face. When the powder cleared after a very dusty pat, Stitch was sitting in front of the mirror Pleakely was practicing in front of, smiling cutely. "Does my nose look like a potato? You can tell me if it does." Lilo said To Pleakely from behind. He turned to her and said instantly, "No, of course not." Then he actually looked and then said, "Well, maybe a little. But who says that's a bad thing?" As Pleakely was saying this, Stitch was flexing his muscles in the mirror.

"Listen, can we talk about this later? It's almost time for me to meet my soon-to-be adoring public." Pleakely said to Lilo, who just looked at him questionably and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? People could make fun of you; and it's no fun-trust me."

"Oh, come on. If names are the worst thing they throw at me, I'll be fine. Mark's pretty much prepped me for that anyway." The instant Pleakely said the word throw, Lilo remembered that she and Stitch still left the tomatoes on the table.

However, it was too late now, as the charity event had begun the instant Nani stepped up to the microphone and said, "Aloha, everyone. I'd like to thank all of you for coming out and supporting this great charity. And now, the comedy stylings of P. L. eakely!" Pleakely ran around the room and got his props for his act. "That's my cue." he said before heading off to the stage. "Good evening ladies and germs. I just flew in from Maui and boy are my arms tired." There was no response to this joke. Merely a cliché cricket chirping silence. "What are crickets doing here?" Pleakely asked.

Mark, who was serving tables, tried his best not to make fun of Pleakely, knowing how important this comedy thing was to him, and the fact that he was in public as well. "They say that charity begins at home. So what're y'all doing here? Go home!" Pleakely said, trying to get at least one laugh out of someone, but to no avail; people found it more confusing than funny. "Pleakely's dying out there!" Lilo said as she watched him from behind a curtain. The instant she said this, Stitch played dead by falling on his back with his feet sticking up and the air and his tongue hanging out cutely. "What's the deal with coconuts? They're not cocoa, and they're not nuts. And pineapple; neither pie nor apple. This language is crazy." Pleakely said, getting no laughs out of that one either.

Nani slid under the table, fearful that people were going to get upset with her for hiring a lousy comedian. Getting no laughs, Pleakely had begun tapping the microphone, saying, "Hello? This thing working? I know I am." Pleakely had then tugged on his shirt collar nervously and asked, "So, anyone here from out of town?"

"I am." a familiar voice answered from the doorway. It was Heckler.

"Oh no! Heckler's back. He's going to tear Pleakely to shreds. We gotta do something before everyone starts pelting him with tomatoes." Lilo stated. Pleakely lowered the microphone for Heckler to talk into it as the experiment approached the stage. "Where are you from, sir?" Pleakely had asked Heckler. Heckler was just about to answer when Stitch came out of nowhere and tackled Heckler. Mark smacked his forehead as the fight rolled right past him. Not being a victim of Heckler himself, he didn't really understand what the big deal was.

Heckler got out of Stitch's grip, jumped onto one of the tables, and began running down it, throwing food everywhere. After making his way across the table, and dumping some kind of purple pudding on Nani, Heckler jumped off the table and Stitch followed him. "Ugh! Stitch! You're making a huge mess!" Nani scolded. "Actually, Nani, it's that weird orange guy that nobody seems to like." Mark corrected, not wanting Stitch to take the blame for something that's not his fault. Before Nani could reply, Stitch lumped on her and began licking the pudding off of her head.

Heckler had then jumped on and off of Stitch's head, causing him to spit the pudding back on Nani. Stitch resumed his chasing Heckler and Nani just sighed in defeat. "Pay no attention to the disturbance in the audience folks." Pleakely tried to convince the audience. But it was easier said than done as Heckler and Stitch were running on the audience's heads. Pleakely tried to tell another joke, when Heckler finally made it to a tomato and hit Pleakely directly in the face, covering him in a slimy rotten tomato substance.

Heckler laughed at Pleakely's tomato-covered face while Mark was actually showing sympathy for Pleakely for once. "Lilo's right. Who am I kidding? I'm not funny."

"I'll say! You're so not funny that-" Heckler began, but Pleakely interrupted him, saying, "The only thing funny about me is my looks. What's up with this hair?" This had actually gotten a few laughs out of people.

"Or, should I say, lack of hair?" Pleakely continued taking off his wig. "I mean, my scalp's so shiny, that when I go to the beach, the glint makes the seagulls crash." Pleakely continued, getting even more laughs from the audience. "Hey wait, that's my line." Heckler said I realization. "And have you ever seen a bigger eye? The other day I started crying, there was a flash flood." Pleakely continued again, making the entire audience laugh. Jealous, Heckler grabbed the mike from Pleakely and said, "Oh yeah? Well…that little girl's nose looks like-"

"A potato?" Lilo interrupted, walking on the stage and continuing, "You already got me with that. And you're right. It kind of does." This brought even more laughs from the, already, hysterical crowd. Heckler was speechless at Lilo admitting her visual flaw.

Mark noticed Heckler's need to insult people and got an idea. He pulled out his cell phone and called someone. When the person answered, Mark replied, "Hey. Yeah, I was wondering if you could pick up a dunk-tank while you're out. It's for a new guest at the house. I think you know him, actually." Meanwhile, people in the audience were joining Lilo, admitting their own visual flaws as well. "My ears are so big, every time I go to the zoo, the elephants follow me home." one man said. Then Nani stood up and joked, "Well, my rear's so big, I once hip-checked a guy all the way to Oahu." People laughed at this too.

"I-You…I got nothin'." Heckler said before falling to his knees and sobbing in defeat. Ignoring this, Pleakely said, "Good night everybody, try the veil and don't forget to tip our two-job waiter. He not only served you, but he cooked those delicious meals as well." Everybody cheered for Pleakely and Mark as Pleakely got off stage and Mark approached Heckler with compassion, patting him on the back softly upon reaching him.

"Pleakely, you did it! That was so funny, you out-heckled Heckler." Lilo congratulated. "We all did. I almost forgot the first rule of stand-up comedy: Sticks and stone may break your bones, but names will never hurt you unless they're carved into stones and thrown at you." Pleakely replied. "That's a pretty good rule for life too." Lilo said before turning to her sister and asking, "Was that what you were trying to tell me, Nani?"

"Something like that." Nani answered with a victorious grin.

"Being mean isn't funny. It only gets people mad at you. I guess Heckler will have to learn that." Lilo said before she finally noticed Heckler sobbing in his arms, despite Mark's attempts to cheer him up. Lilo joined him in attempting to make Heckler feel better when the experiment suddenly said, "I'm all alone in the world."

"You're not alone in the world, all we have to do now is find the one true place you belong; somewhere where people expect to get heckled." Lilo said to Heckler as she attempted to cheer him up with Mark.

"Yeah. But this time, Lilo. I already found his one true place. Look over there." Mark said as he pointed to the doorway just as Jumba arrived with a dunk-tank. "Well, this works out nicely. Mark, you're a genius." Lilo thought aloud. A little while later, Heckler was sitting in the dunk-tank when someone missed the target. "You throw like a little girl!" Heckler taunted the person throwing the object. "I AM a little girl." Myrtle said to Heckler before continuing, "And I'm only here because Lilo told me how to get back at you, freak!" Myrtle had then thrown another one and hit the bulls-eye, sending Heckler into the pool of water under him. Heckler didn't mind; as long as he was able to do what he does best.

There was a long line for the dunk-tank, which made everyone happy; Nani got a good amount of cash for her charity event, Heckler insulted everyone, and the people had a good time. "At least I finally got Myrtle to come to the charity dinner." Lilo said proudly before taking off her carnival hat in unison with Stitch and Mark and saying to Nani, "Sorry I made fun of your hippo-hips."

"No problem. I love my hips, potato-nose." Nani replied happily to Lilo.

"Come on! The target's right there! What're you blind?" Heckler taunted another person. Mark, who was leaning against the dunk-tank laughed at Heckler's insult. The person hit the target dead-on this time, sending Heckler into the pool once again. When Heckler swam back to the surface, he looked at Mark and said, "Oh hey, kid. I don't usually say this a lot but uh…you know…thanks." Heckler said to Mark, who smiled at the experiment and replied, "No problem. I know what it's like to be alone. And, ya know, my one true place is with this family."

"No kiddin'? Well, I know I said that they were a bunch of losers before, but they're alright once ya get to know 'em I guess." Heckler replied. Mark smiled again. He was rather surprised that Heckler had a soft side, after hearing him insulting people left and right. But, he supposed that everybody had a nice side. And it would only be a matter of time before he found his.