#achi-baba

[mysterious-bellringer-blog]

Stitch, dressed as a gargoyle, held out his basket towards Quasimodo. "Trick or treat!'

“Oh! What a scary gargoyle you are!” The costume reminded him of his own friends and it made him smile. Dropping a biscuit into the alien’s basket Quasimodo called out, “Happy Halloween!”

[prince-hans-the-frozen-heart]

Stitch, dressed as a snowman, held his basket out to Prince Hans. "Trick or Treat!"

“Oh... That’s a creative one, I don’t usually get snowmen on my doorstep this time of year -- giant snowballs crashing down on me in the middle of summer, though, that’s different.” Hans knelt down closer to Stitch’s height and set a king-sized chocolate bar into his basket. 

“Here you go -- something sweet to balance out the carrot nose. Happy Halloween!” 

[oh-look-youre-here-too]

Stitch, dressed as Rapunzel with the long, blond hair, held out his basket towards Gothel. "Trick or treat!'

Gothel stared down at the small creature, a twitch coming to her eye. “Oh how...interesting. Your costume.” Turning her back she looked around for something to give the little critter, sighing in irritation. “Ummm...” Seeing a flower vase filled with some orchids she had found for Rapunzel while out one day. Coming back, she put on a grin and tossed the flowers into the bucket. “Flowers for a flower...be on your way.” Gothel grimaced and closed the door wondering why there had even been a trick or treat sign outside in the first place.

[janepxrter-blog]

"Ooo! Stitch want Sketchbook!" said Stitch, right before snatching Jane's drawing book and dashing off with it.

“You get back here with that!”  Jane yelled and chased after the impish creature.  “Perhaps if you had asked nicely instead of stealing then I would have let you look at it,” she called before tripping over a hidden tree root and falling face first in the mud.

[cheeriodahling-blog]

Elevator Incident // Stitch

Cruella had always thought elevators a marvellous invention. They made it so much easier to wear heels at all occasions, even when you had business on the 25th floor of a tower. So when she spotted one at her lawyer’s office, she nodded in approval and wasted no time in stepping through its oak effect doors. As boring as this meeting would undoubtedly be, at least her feet would remain comfortable. 

However, the last thing she expected was for a small blue creature to step through the doors after her, as if it had any right to be there. She felt her breath catch in her throat. All of a sudden the elevator felt far less like a convenient method of travel, and a lot more like a trap closing in around her by the second. 

The doors slid shut with a faint hiss, as if it were laughing at her panic. Contemplating methods of escape, she peered round wildly, searching for any escape route. Breathing easily seemed an impossible task as she noticed the beast had claws, and eerily large eyes. 

“Blast! Any way out, any way out at all!” It was unclear whether Cruella was cursing or praying. It was likely she herself didn't know either.

[professor-ratigan-supreme-ruler]

✔ (Evil cackling)

✔: kiss your muse

((Be careful, the last time Ratigan was involved in a romance, it became a beautiful crackship. Stitch might be next. *cackles right back*))

Ratigan was not a kisser (he had no time for such nonsense when the world beckoned him to rule it) but there were time he honored some rare individuals with a kiss. Most of the time, he wondered what came over him to commit such a deed but he soon moved on to more vital matters. 

Now such a moment was about to occur once more. Maybe it was because he drunk too much of the new red wine he acquired during his travels to France or the exquisite champagne from Italy or another trick of magic yet whatever the case was, he still felt the overwhelming urge to kiss this strange, rather freakish blue alien who hard trouble speaking proper English (no wonder it–he?–lived in America). 

Doffing his hat off to the odd creature, Ratigan took one of its clawed hands and kissed the top of it cordially, akin to a knight welcoming and honoring a princess. “Consider this a treat, an honor,” he told the azure alien, “for you have been kissed by the future Supreme Ruler of Mousedom!”   

[theheirtoatlantica]

Bringing a peanut butter sandwich to welcome a fishperson seemed right to the little alien. After all, Lilo brought Pudge a peanut butter sandwich every week. "Ih." Stitch tried to get her attention, offering the sandwich over.

The waves had been hitting just the right spot as Aquata lay in the sand, and the princess was lost in her own world. Having just been about to doze off, Aquata opened her eyes when she heard the noise and rolled over to see the little blue creature next to her

“Why hello there!” Aquata smiled at the creature. She saw the sandwich in its hand and realized it was an offer, “Thank you very much!” She took the sandwich happily and was about to take a bite before she realized she didn’t know its name, nor did it know hers, “How rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Aquata, what’s yours?”

[adjustingtothelight]

☞

Send ☞ for my muse to: blame something on your muse ((That’s so upsetting))

It was another grand ball, the master seemed to enjoy having them now - especially since Belle was by his side. He decided to invite everyone and their dog, so of course, Lumiere was the one making preparations. He had picked the center pieces for tables, which silverware would be used, the plates, the tablecloths, the flowers and their vases. It was another party.

Before he knew it, the guests began to arrive: young and old, magical and normal, odd and relatively..odd. Children were allowed, of course, along with their dogs, that was a literal statement he had said. When the door opened for the next guest, however, he was quite surprised with what he saw.

A small blue creature, fuzzy looking and..cute in its own right, walked through the grand doors. It walked on four legs, but stood on two like a normal human for some occasions. Its ears were long and could stand up straight or flop down.. A truly remarkable creature...

He thought nothing of it and continued to serve the guests. That is until, of course, a crash came from the kitchen. Lumiere calmly, yet swiftly, made his way in to see what all the ruckus was about when he spotted the small blue creature from earlier covered in flour, pots and pans littering the floor.

“This was you!” Lumiere accused the small creature, but also questioned it. Blame would be placed where blame was due, and as of the moment, this is where it appeared to be deserving.