Girlie & David

Behold; a Lilo and Stitch remake with dirty jokes, Gravity Falls characters, and David Tennant!


4. Chapter Four

     Prez turned sharply and glared at her sister, who stood there silently before shrieking and running away. She ran into the hallway, Prez chasing her, and through the kitchen. Prez leaped after Girlie, and tackled her to the ground. She held her down...

     That is, until Girlie licked her boob...

     Releasing her, Prez screamed, "Ew!" in disgust, trying to get the slobber off her breast as Girlie ran off. She got up and ran after, skidding to a stop in the living room. She leaned against the wall for a few seconds, waiting for a noise to indicate where Girlie was. She heard the dryer click, and walked into the laundry room.

     She took a blanket from the laundry basket and lay it in front of the machine before she climbed on top of it. She opened the door next to her and slammed it with her foot.

     Girlie, thinking the coast was clear, clambered out of the drying machine, stepping on the blanket, while Prez got off the machine. She grabbed the corners of the blanket, encasing Girlie inside.

     Girlie growled as Prez carried her to the living room and set the blanket down. Girlie hissed. She tried to leave, but Prez grabbed her arm and held tight.

     "Why didn't you wait at the school?" she asked in a demanding voice as Girlie struggled trying to loosen the grip. "You were supposed to wait there."

     Girlie grunted as she yanked on her sister, still attempting escape.

     "Girlie! Do you not understand? Do you want to be taken away?" she continued as tears welled up in the kid's eyes. "Answer me!"


     "No, you don't understand?"


     "No, what?"

     "NO!" Girlie repeated, throwing herself to the ground with a "Ugh." She began talking, but her words were muffled.

     "You're such a pain!"

     "Well, why don't you sell me, and buy a slave instead!" Girlie stood up, making her way to the stairs.

     "At least a slave would behave better than you!"

     "Go ahead! Then you'll be happy, 'cause it'll be smarter than me, too!"

     "And quieter!" Prez pointed out.

     "You'll like it, 'cause it's stinky like you!" She entered her room, slamming the door.

     "Go to your room!"

     "I'm already in my room!"

     Girlie climbed onto he bed and screamed into a pillow, meanwhile Prez did the same downstairs.


     Prez opened the door. "Hey," she said softly, "in case you were hungry." She set the plate down.

     "We're a broken family, aren't we?" Girlie asked, playing with Little David's hair.

     "No. Maybe... a little." She sighed. "Maybe a lot. I shouldn't have yelled at you."

     "We're sisters. It's our job."

     "Well, from now on-"
     "I like you better as a sister than a mom."


     Sniffling, Girlie inquired, "And you like me better as a sister than a slave, right?"

     "Oh," Prez picked up her sister and sat on the bed. She held Girlie close. "Oh, oh, oh, oh. Yes. Yes, I do."

     "I hit Ashley Branchley today."

     "You hit her?"

     "Before I bit her."

     "You bit her? Girlie, you shouldn't-"

     "People treat me differently."

     "They just don't know what to say... because they're all whores. I bet Ashley is naked under her clothes..."

     "I bet she showers naked too," Girlie replied with a giggle, feeling better. "She was probably born naked too."

     Prez laughed. "Tell you what. If you promise not to fight anymore, I promise not to yell at you, except on special occasions."

     "Tuesdays and bank holidays would be good."

     "Would that be good?"

     "Oh! My camera is full again. Aren't they beautiful?" Girlie pointed at her wall, which was plastered with the pictures she had taken. She was admiring them when the power went out, and the room was filled with a glowing green light.

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