Okay, slight warning, the next three chapters are going to be... well, slightly darker than the rest of them, and I DO have that 'T' warning for a very good reason! Let's just get going with this! Anyway, enjoy!

"And you are positively sure there's... nothing else?" Jackie asked as she was looking at Kevin.

"Nothing else that's really noteworthy. I'm just a regular photographer." Kevin said as he noticed Arnold and Helga were nearby, the former pointing to his radio as his eyes widened. "Anyway, I hate to cut this conversation short, but I should probably attend to something else. But I'll be sure to meet up with you again, Olga. Maybe we can talk some more."

"Oh, that sounds delightful." Olga giggled as Kevin started to walk off, Jackie keeping a close eye on Kevin as he was now going over to Arnold and Helga, the two kids taking him out the door as if something was up.

Jackie nudged Melissa as she pointed towards the doors as Melissa looked over. She nodded as she turned to Olga. "Hope you don't mind, Olga, but we need to go somewhere. We won't be too long."

"Take your time." Olga smiled as Jackie and Melissa wandered off towards the direction Kevin was heading, not noticing that he was out the door with her little sister and her friend. It was at this moment that Olga had taken a look around, wondering who she recognized that maybe she can talk to. She just couldn't make a decision on...

"Well, well... finally alone, huh?"

Olga yelped as she turned, Owen Bramble had just walked in from behind her as she blushed furiously. "Uh... n-n-not exactly alone, no. But you know, having been here for about an hour and a half, it feels good to see other people and how they grew up to be fine gentlemen and ladies."

"I can tell..." Bramble gave a smile as he offered his hand to Olga. "I apologize for being direct, but you and I... we should probably leave early."

"Wh-what? Why?" Olga asked, raising an eyebrow. "I mean, we haven't been here for too, TOO long."

"Well, you know, parties can be a little bit... overwhelming at times... and well... there's a little something I want to show you... for us." Bramble gave a slick smile as he took Olga's hand. "So... shall we depart early?"

"What about Helga? Shouldn't we-" Olga started.

"Oh, I don't think you should worry about your little sister. I think I saw her with one of your friends, and I'm sure your friend knows WHERE your place is." Bramble said. "Besides, this is something I feel is... for the both of us."

"Er... well... if you're sure that my friends can drop Helga off back at my place..." Olga said, conflicted.

"I assure you, she is in very good hands." Bramble said taking Olga out of the cafeteria.

"Criminy, I'm in good hands." Helga said as she was now in her Orangirltan outfit, jumping alongside Arnold and Monkeyman on the rooftops. "Do you think maybe we can get a little faster, though? Preferably in a few minutes?"

"Hey, the utilities in the belt takes some time!" Monkeyman said as he jumped on the next building over, followed by Arnold (now in his Chimpin' suit) and Helga, being natural at this sort of thing. "Though I have to say, you guys are just as capable of keeping up. What's your secret?"

"I had some training from my grandmother." Arnold smirked.

Helga paused... then smirked. "Experience... especially when you have a specific target that you need to keep an eye on or if someone has your missing stuff."

Arnold raised an eyebrow. "Who would steal from you?"

"Sorry Arnold, but that's my own business." Helga rolled her eyes, remembering the times she had to sneak into Arnold's boarding house just to get certain items back.

Arnold just shrugged as the three managed to get to the building near the docks as they dropped down quickly from the building. They looked over and noticed some mysterious people loading some cargo as a car approached. Monkeyman looked in suspicion as he said, "Looks like something bad... Orangirltan, hold the camera and take pictures. If things get bad, come out and help! You too, Chimpin'!"

Arnold and Helga nodded Monkeyman started to go out into the shadows, hiding in every nook and cranny he could in order to get closer. Little did Arnold, Helga or Monkeyman realize was that nearby, there was a red car nearby, the passengers watching the three.

Meanwhile, inside Bramble's car, Owen Bramble was looking towards a nervous Olga as he was driving her towards his place as he gave a smirk. His plan was falling perfectly into place. Olga looked around at the car as she asked, "So, where exactly are we going?"

"Oh, we're just going to stop over by my place, just to get you a little comfortable. The surprise I have in mind is at my humble abode." Bramble smirked as he turned a different corner as pretty soon, he arrived at the mansion. "Here we are."

As Bramble got out of the car, Olga looked out and saw that Bramble's house was illuminated nicely by the night sky. She did have to admit it was pretty beautiful out... but she still felt a slight unease as Bramble opened her car door. "Come along inside with me."

Olga gulped nervously as she unbuckled her seat belt and took Bramble's hand as he lead her inside.

Back at the docks, a few men were nodding as they looked in the canisters... a couple containing an odd substance of drug as the man nodded. "No doubt about it... the weed is flowing quite well..."

It was then a banana-rang flew right towards the men, whizzing right by them as they jumped. The men looked over as they saw Monkeyman coming out of the shadows. The men frowned as they held their positions.

"So, so... the famous Monkeyman has arrived to stop our operations?" The leader smirked. "Boys, surround him!"

Monkeyman held his position as he started to look around, realizing he was being surrounded by a few more burly men than per usual. Monkeyman's eyes shrank as he looked towards Arnold and Helga, who looked more shocked than anything.

"I think he needs back-up!" Arnold whispered as he jumped out.

"I'm with you!" Helga said as she pulled out her grappling hook as the two managed to join in with Monkeyman.

"Well, well, well... so the sidekicks have come to protect, eh? GET 'EM, BOYS!" The leader called as they started jumping down.

Arnold and Helga yelped as they held their positions, Helga firing her grappling hook as Arnold looked around, holding his own banana-rang and throwing it at another man. Monkeyman took a deep breath and started to charge in, kicking the man down.

"Oh God, this is a lot of tension!" Arnold gasped.

"Owen, this is a lot of tension." Olga said as she was following Owen Bramble upstairs. "Just... what is the surprise?"

Bramble smiled as he took her inside... to the set-up bar he had. "Take a seat, Olga. And let me prepare you a little something..."

Olga paused as she nodded and sat down. Bramble nodded as he came over to the other side and started to mix up some drinks. "Now, your mother told me that you had never had a drop of alcohol before?"

"Well... I never had a sip of it, if that's what you mean." Olga said nervously.

"Well, I figured I'd give you a small glass to taste. If you like it, I'd be more than willing to give you a little more." Bramble said as he finished making the drink. "Here you are."

Olga looked at the drink in the glass that Bramble handed her. "What is it?"

"Oh... just a little concoction I made myself..." Bramble hid a bit of a smirk.

Olga could only look at the glass in concern, nervous.

Back at the docks, Monkeyman had just finished beating down his side as he started to pant. "Man... this is tough. I fought against people before, but not so many at once..."

"AHHH!"

Monkeyman jumped as he turned around. The leader had got Arnold by the neck as Monkeyman gave a gasp. The man laughed as he said, "Well, well... bad idea, letting a kid be your sidekick. I wonder what the sounds of a kid's neck snapping would be like..."

Arnold's eyes widened as did Helga's as she stopped punching the man and turned his attention towards the other man as she growled in fury. She screamed as she was about to headbutt the man... and a direct hit came from her, causing the leader to drop Arnold in alarm. Arnold panted as he turned to Helga. "Thanks!"

"Anytime, Chimpy!" Helga smirked... before being caught by another man, as another one also caught Arnold in his grasp. Monkeyman gasped as he started looking around his belt... he suddenly realized that he had just run out of banana-rangs. He gulped as he closed his eyes and held out his hands, as if ready to punch...

What he didn't notice was the bright glowing light that was emitting out of his hands...

"I-I don't know..." Olga said nervously, looking at the drink. "I always heard that alcohol is bad for you..."

"Ah, but adults drink it all the time, don't they?" Bramble said as he went around Olga and got his arms snaked around her chest. Olga noticed that his hands were once again resting on her breasts, massaging them thoroughly as he gave a guttural growl.

Olga paused as she said, "I guess... one glass wouldn't hurt."

Olga gave a nod as she took the glass from the table as Bramble gave a wide smirk. Olga's lips have touched the glass as the liquid poured into Olga's mouth...

Yep, I'm ending this chapter on a cliffhanger! How will Arnold and Helga get out of this mess? Will Monkeyman save them? And what will happen with Olga and Bramble? Sorry, but you'll have to stick around for the next chapter! Also, I would like to thank DMan51 for providing at least a couple of these ideas presented in this chapter. He suggested them a while back, and I figured I would go for it now... you'll see how much more it plays out during the next chapter! Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!