Yes, Gerald and Phoebe are a couple and they have two kids who appear in this installment. Plus, I dug up some dirt on Helga's past boyfriends for you guys. Tell me what you think. Enjoy.
Hey Arnold! Time Warp Chapter 7: Battle Plans and Strategies
Underneath Mighty Pete, there was a secret club house that was built for some of the neighborhood kids whose parents were in the Spies Next Door Corporation. The kids called it the Mini 007's.
"Ambidextrous." Three-year-old Gina Johanssen piped proudly. She inherited her mother's smartness and hair, but mostly took after Gerald in skin color and coolness. She was Stella's best friend.
In her arms was Baby Kyo Johanssen, who inherited Gerald's looks and Phoebe's hair, wearing his hair in the same style as his father's. He was the same age as Miles.
The other kids looked around at each other in confusion at the big word that one of their long-time members used. A girl in a red dress and black leggings stepped forward. She had raven black hair and a patch in one of her hands.
"Here's your "Saying a Word No One Else in the Room Knows" patch." Three-year-old Courtney Berman said, attaching the patch alongside Gina's shoulder. "Does anyone else wanna try?" She asked politely for any volunteers.
Nobody said anything, but one kid heard a noise coming from outside the tunnel. One of Stella's friends, Elliot gasped in surprise. "Someone's coming." He raised up his hands. "Defense mechanisms." He ordered.
The kids all hustled together and took out from under a table what looked to be bags filled with giant water balloons. A few toddlers took hold of some of the ammunition and targeted towards the tunnel door. They got ready to fire at will until they heard the secret knock.
After the first couple knocks were heard, Xavier lowered his ammo in relief, knowing it was someone from their club. "Look alive, people. It's our fearless leaders." He said as he opened the door, revealing Phil and Stella, holding baby Miles.
"Hi, everyone." Phil, who was the leader of his club like his father, greeted his army of young soldiers. Stella was the vice president of the gang and wanted to be just like her older brother in leadership. "What are you guys up to?"
"Earning patches." Courtney replied.
"So, did you guys decide on what patch to get today? Because I have a suggestion." Phil gloated, crossing his arms proudly.
Addison Walters' voice stood out from the crowd. "Let me guess, the 'Let's Help Over Water Our Neighbor's Plants' patch?" He smirked at his rival. Addison was known to be the class smart aleck and darn proud of it. Even though he and Phil were on good terms most of the time, they still had this unsettled rivalry in seeing who was the best at everything.
Phil scowled at his long time frenemy, letting his smile drop in annoyance. "It's called the 'Help Thy Neighbor' patch, Addison. DON"T MAKE UP PATCH NAMES!" He snapped at him.
"I already have fifty-two of those." Percy said from sitting in the corner.
"I have fifty-fwee." Stella beamed before she shook her brother by the shoulder. "Wemember, Phil? I went back one afternoon after everyone else went home?" She reminded him.
The five-year-old shook himself from his sister's hold, irritated. "I know, Stella. Don't remind me."
Xavier came and stood next to his best friend. "Didn't you say your mom was working on some secret project, Phil?" He asked curiously.
Phil's eyes lit up. "Oh, yeah. I heard Mom and Aunt Phoebe mention that they've been working on a cool new experiment and new weapons to my dad." He felt a light bulb go off in his head. "Hey, I got an idea! How about we go down to the Spies Next Door and see if we can help with any experiments?"
The gang nodded their heads in excitement and smiled brightly. They figured out something to do today.
"Alright then. Let's go see what Arnold and Helga are doing!" Elliot exclaimed.
"Why don't we ever go see what Uncle Curly is doing?" Percy asked, being Curly's number one fan. He was the only one of the kids who saw him as a role model.
"Because we've done dat before." Courtney rolled her eyes in boredom after telling Percy that a thousand times.
"Yeah, and that patch wasn't worth it." Gina added, coolly.
The kids uncovered a rug from the floor, revealing a secret hole in the floorboards. A bunch of other tunnels like this were located throughout the city in the most randomness of places. Nobody knew about them except for the spies... and the children. The passage ways ran beneath Hillwood and they worked like slides or chutes, eventually leading a person inside the Spies Next Door HQ.
Percy looked down into the dark, circular abyss and prepared himself to jump in. Phil suddenly grabbed his arm. "Whoa, whoa, wait a minute, Percy... I'm the leader. I go first." Phil reminded him.
"I call second." Percy declared.
Phil sighed. "Okay, okay, don't be such a baby. Crimeny..." With that said Phil hopped into the hole and slid. Others laughed and jumped right in after him. Sounds of laughter and giggles echoed throughout the tunnel way, growing louder as they slid further down into the hole.
Once light reached up ahead, Phil popped out and immediately gained attention from the adults in the lab. He raised his two fingers to his head and did a salute. "Captain Philip Miles Shortman, reporting for duty, sir!" He proudly introduced himself.
Before he could take one step, Percy went gliding out of the tunnel and right underneath Phil, knocking him over. He smiled sheepishly at Phil as he glared at him for his clumsiness.
"Doesn't matter when, it's always a good time then. Doesn't matter where, it's always a good time there." Future Helga sung softly the words to Owl City's "Good Time". She took a screwdriver and nailed in another screw into one of Phoebe's new invention.
Helga was observing her future self, sitting on top of a table in Phoebe's lab. "So let me get this straight." She interrupted her future self's song. "Lila's a ballet instructor, Harold took over the butcher shop, Stinky works on a farm, Curly works at the Dry Cleaning, Eugene is an actor and a father," She added. "Rhonda's a fashion designer, Sheena's a teacher, Nadine's an entomologist and Sid's..." She let her voice hang in the air.
Future Helga tried to find a way to break it down that Sid was unemployed. "Sid's, uh... stay at home kinda person." She lamely answered.
"So he's unemployed." Helga smirked.
"No, he works for the rebellion like us, but he's just not ready to wear a suit and tie yet." Future Helga stuck up for the guy.
Younger Helga rolled her eyes. "So, are any of us, you know, in a relationship or something?" She wanted to go into more depth on if she was going to marry Arnold.
"Oh, yeah. You saw Eugene and Sheena are a couple with twins on the way. Stinky and Lila are dating. Harold and Rhonda are married..."
"Pink Boy and Princess? Huh, there's something you don't see every day." Helga said sarcastically, though she didn't do a good job of hiding a smile for them.
"I know, huh? Anyway, they also have a daughter named Courtney. Sid and Nadine are dating, too. Curly's..." She strung her words before changing the subject. "He's not important and Pheebs and Geraldo are married and have two kids, Gina and Kyo."
"What about you?" Her younger self asked. "I mean, Rhonda pointed out that you dated a lot of guys."
"Okay, actually, I didn't know I was dating one of them until they pointed it out for me. From there, I couldn't go out with him anymore."
"So, if you aren't in a relationship right now, what about when you were growing up?"
"Well, I was one of the good-looking girls out there. Some of the boys called me Helga "Gorgeous" Pataki... And also one from the group." She threw a hint out into the open.
Younger Helga gasped. "Who, Arnold?"
"No... It was, um, Sid." She said it with a quick answer.
"SID?" Helga exclaimed.
"Shh, it's not something we like to talk about. He was known for being kind of a bad boy in school and I was quite the delinquent myself, so we thought we'd give it a shot."
"Sid?" She questioned again to make sure she was hearing what she wished she wasn't hearing.
"Yeah, look, it's no big deal. He started taking interest in Nadine and we outgrew it and now we're just friends. Actually, Sid's one of my best guy friends after Football Head and Tall Hair Boy."
"I'm starting to really dislike my love life." Younger Helga muttered. "Well, am I hooked up with someone?" She asked eagerly, desperate to keep her mind of the idea of dating Sid.
Future Helga knew the question would come up. She nearly squealed inside before telling her younger self that she and Arnold are married and have three kids and live happily ever after. "Yeah, about that..."
"Success!" Just then, Younger Phoebe came up to the two, holding some sort of ray gun in her possession and smiling. "This is the professor's new invention."
"What the heck is it, Pheebs?" Her best friend asked.
"Behold, the Freezinator. If Scheck or any of his goons try to come within fifty feet of our headquarters, we just zap him and he's stunned for 24 hours."
"And it's painless." Future Helga said. "I added the painless part." She bragged to herself. "I'm working on my own invention… the Electro Magnetic Scrambler. It gives your enemy a shock powerful than any lightning bolt and the best part, it'll shut down Scheck's whole system."
"Crimeny, that sounds really deadly and lethal... Perfect." Helga rubbed her hands in a devious manner.
"Helga, come here!" The trio heard Phoebe's voice calling her from the other side of the lab. Future Phoebe was shaking her head at the computer in a disapproving way. As soon as Future Helga was by her side, she allowed access to the screen.
"What's up, Pheebs?" She stood next to her.
"Well, I've been doing a little research at the University of Robotic Engineering..." Her tone became more snobbish at the name of her old school.
Future Helga slapped her forehead in frustration. "Crimeny, Pheebs. Are you still upset at those wannabe scientist nerds for shunning you and calling you a quack because of your successful and more practical inventions? I thought you let that go."
The professor banged the computer dashboard in anger. "I am NOT a quack or a mad scientist. There is a difference."
"There is?" She scratched her head. One time, Phoebe got so obsessed at getting back at those geeks at the university that she started conducting bizarre and abnormal experiments... mostly on Helga. She shuddered at the memory of almost becoming an elephant.
"Well, there should be. Anyway, I heard that somebody recently got an A at the Mega Institute of Technology for the same DNA map that we created for Rex."
'Is she suspecting that somebody cheated off our idea?' Future Helga's face became more serious. "But we never handed ours in." She suddenly allowed her voice to get even stronger. "Because two somebodies had to come in at the last minute and say 'No DNA experiments'!" She yelled.
"We were jealous that we didn't think of it first, Pataki!" Gerald yelled back, sticking up for him and Arnold. They were known as the sticks in the mud when it came to new experiments that their wives cooked up.
"Also, I remember Arnold asking me to dig up some information on what your grandfather was talking about at church and I've been searching the whole main frame for eepah and nothing comes up." Phoebe shut off the computer. "Eepah, eepah, what could that be?" She paced, rubbing her chin in a curious manner.
"Let's check the Lunchbox." Future Helga suggested. She opened a cabinet underneath the computer dashboard and pulled out a kid's lunchbox, but don't let looks fool you.
Once Helga flipped the lid up, the inside was built like a mini super computer with a keyboard impacted and a screen. The device known as a Largely Undercover Nuclear Container Handles Bologna Or Complicated Komputer Stuff or L.U.N.C.H.B.O.C.K.S for short.
"I've searched the whole main frame for eepah and nothing comes up." Future Phoebe explained.
"Maybe eepah stands for something. Try the Super Cool Naminator Program." The blonde ordered. Future Phoebe had already started typing and watched as the letters appeared on the screen. The letter 'E' appeared.
"Environmental..." Helga read slowly.
The next letter followed, 'P'. "Protection..."
The final letter is what triggered it, 'A'. "Agency?" Otherwise known as the E.P.A.
The females gasped in surprise. "Scheck!"
The girls went to inform the others about the discovery. They only needed a plan and maybe a back-up plan. "How much time do we have until the portal is complete, Professor?" Future Arnold asked.
"It could take time, weeks even. There's no telling how long until it's ready." Future Phoebe said dramatically, causing a dramatic silence in the room. It wasn't long until they heard a ding go off that sounded like a timer. "It's done!" She chirped.
The professor walked over to the oven that was built in the computer and lowered the door, revealing a round, blue disk shape that looked like a crystal orb. Phoebe carefully, using oven mitts, fished out the object and plugged it into a slot in a machine. "Plug me in, Helga!" She instructed.
Future Helga had her lab goggles on and gave her best friend a thumbs up. She pulled down a red lever and a blast shot out from the machine. The explosion morphed into a circular door and was glowing bright blue.
"Wow." Younger Harold gasped.
"Boy, howdy..." Sid breathed.
"Behold, the Portal Machine! I think I found the source of the problem already." Future Phoebe said as she observed the portal's rotation pattern. "Think of the universe and all the many dimensions as circular." She pulled out a pointer from her lab coat.
"Dimensions... As in more than one?" Younger Eugene asked.
"Oh, yes, the world is just ever so filled with dimensions. Approximately nine... Maybe nine and a half." Future Lila explained, unsure of the precise number of dimensions. "All of which travel in a clockwise direction."
"Precisely, Lila." Phoebe agreed, pointing her pointer wand around the portal. "The energy flows between the dimensions like this... clockwise. Say this is your dimension," She pointed to a random spot on the portal. "And this is our dimension." She touched a spot on the circular orb.
"You kids traveled with the flow of energy, so going clockwise would be easy." She motioned over to the younger ones. "Going counter-clockwise would take eight million gigawatts of power, overloading the world's power grid." She finished with an imaginary pat on the back.
Younger Sheena raised her hand.
"Yes, Sheena?" The professor called on her.
Sheena pulled her hand down to her forehead. "Yeah, um, what?" She smiled sheepishly, not understanding what Future Phoebe was getting to.
Future Phoebe slapped her forehead in frustration. "Ohh," She sighed, seeing how she would have to explain it all over again.
"Look, Pheebs, the sun's going down back in our time by now," Younger Helga said, glancing at her watch. "So just go ahead and send us back now, okay?"
The Asian woman rubbed her chin in thought before responding. She sighed, defeated. "I don't know how. I've never tried to open the portal backwards before. And I don't think my machine could get you all back with as much power as it has now, and who knows where it might send you all? Portals sometimes clog up like a drain and they eventually disintegrate, meaning they collapse and malfunction."
"Like those machines dat make wax lions at da zoo." Stella pointed out, fishing a crayon for her coloring book.
"Quiet, you." Future Arnold instructed.
"Anyway, without the eight million gigawatts, you would have to go clockwise, the long way around." Phoebe clarified.
"Theoretically, you would get home, but there is no telling how many dimensions you would have to go to." She said.
"There's no time to waste. We've got work to do." Future Arnold lowered his shades down. He pointed to Lila, Nadine and Rhonda. "Girls, start redirecting the power."
"Aye, aye, sir." The three agents said, saluting their captain.
"Phoebe, Gerald, Sid, monitor the news channels to make sure we're not raising any alarms." Future Helga cut in. The agents nodded their heads and got back to work.
"Eugene, Harold, Stinky, tell Lorenzo and Park to help us run a scenario of what we're up against." She ordered as the spies left the lab to inform their coworkers.
"Curly, you're on babysitting duty."
The lunatic threw up his hands in anger. "Again? If it's not Helga, it's the kids. If it is Helga, it's her younger self! I do NOT get paid enough to do this!"
"You don't get paid at all!" Future Gerald yelled.
"See? That's exactly my point!"
"Yeah, that's nice Curly." Future Helga and Younger Helga said dismissively together in unison. "Jinx!" They called before laughing. "Sheena..." Future Helga started.
Future Sheena began to stand up from her chair before Helga cut her off. "Keep being pregnant."
"Yo, Arnold!" Future Gerald called him. "We found something funny going on in the city and I think we may have located Scheck's headquarters." He said, seeing the news.
"Where is he?" Captain Arnold asked frantically.
"The mall."
That's it for chapter 7. Sorry it took me a long time, but with school starting, I've been just pooped and suffering from writer's black... BLOCK! Sorry, writer's BLOCK. Ugh, I hate being a sophomore. Anyway, review!
