Stitch sat on the roof looking up at the sky. He always found the sky beautiful, the beautiful blue with all the fluffy looking clouds. The sound of foot steps near by distracted him from the sky. He turned his head around to see where the noises where coming from. "Noah?" He said once he saw the boy. "Oh hi! Didn't think you'd be up here," Noah responded as he sat next to the other mercenary.
"What are you doing up here?" Stitch questioned as his head faced Noah. "I could as the same thing," The boy responded with a small laugh. Stitch smiled some and chuckled alittle aswell. "I just come up here when I want to relax or be alone," The man replied as he turned his face back to the sky, "And the beautiful sky is a bonus,". "That's funny," Noah giggled with a smile. "What do you mean?" Stitch asked genuinely confused as he turned to him. "I do the same!" He answered.
"Its surprising that this is the first time we've meant, but you never really answered my question," Stitch pointed out, "I came to look at the sky, what did you come for?".
"Well... it's Mother's day and the guys where talking about their moms," Noah spoke with a sigh as he looked down to the ground. "Oh," That was honestly the only thing Stitch could respond with. "I haven't really told anyone this but, I never meant my mother... she died giving birth to me and I don't even have a clue on who my dad is... I had to leave the room before I cried infront of everybody," He softly spoke as tears started to form in his eyes. "You're mother was a great person," Stitch spoke, no one could see it but he was smiling under his mask.
"You knew my mother?!" Noah exclaimed with stars in his eyes. "Your mother was Isabella Ava Miller right?" Stitch already knew the answer since he had read everyone's paper but didn't really want that fact known. "Yes! How do you know her?" Noah joyfully responded. "I was... her freind, we... meant in a.. coffee shop," Stitch was normally a great lair, but he hated lieing to the boy.
"Can you tell me about her?".
"Of course,".
