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Meanwhile, all the way back in that abandoned building, Helga was laying down in the bed, her eyes still wide with horror as her mouth was opened, but no words were forming from them. The girl's mind had gone completely as all hope she ever had was gone. It wasn't helped with the fact that the girl that was keeping her in that position was rewinding the tape and listening to the last few words Lulu said. So, the words 'I'm pregnant with Arnold's kid!" kept repeating for at least the last ten minutes since she seen the video.
"There's the stop button!" Fifi frowned as she finally pushed the right button. "Honestly, it's so hard to work these VCR things nowadays..."
Fifi looked over to Helga as she raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong, sweetie-bunch? You look shaken?"
Helga didn't respond to the girl's voice as Fifi gave a frown. She marched over and slapped the girl in the face, causing Helga to scream in pain. Helga looked over... as fear instantly took over, seeing the girl blushing in front of her. "Eep..."
"Oh good, yer're awake, I see." Fifi sighed in relief. "I was afraid you had somethin' on yer mind."
"N-no... at least... not anymore, mistress." Helga said as she bent her head down, feeling truly defeated.
"I should say not." Fifi said as she looked over at the screen. "Still, this is such good news. The girl I always look up to as a sister... going to be a mommy! Isn't that wonderful!"
"Y-yeah. Wonderful." Helga said, shutting her eyes in anguish.
"My goodness, it seems we're in for a big celebration!" Fifi gave a small grin. "I mean, it never happens, right? But hey, I guess all the training Lulu's been put through finally paid off!"
"Training?" Helga asked, sounding less like herself and more broken down, as if losing the will to live.
"Oh, shore! I mean, I get training as well, but... it's not nearly as good as the training Lulu gets. After all, she is the true heir." Fifi giggled as Helga's eyes were filling with tears. Fifi, noting the tears, frowned. "Do I need to slap you again?"
"N-no, mistress, I-I have it all under control!" Helga whimpered as she dried her eyes.
"Oh, how wonderful." Fifi grinned as she put a hand on the girl's chin and gave her a forceful kiss, which Helga hesitantly returned. Once the two parted from their lips, Fifi paused as she said, "Anyway, I should probably get a new suitcase."
"A new suitcase? Wh-where are we going?" The blonde haired girl asked.
"Why, we're going home, sweetie. Back to our place, where I'll continue to train you until you learn your place." Fifi said. "Besides, there's nothing left for you here..."
"N-no... no there isn't..." Helga said.
"That's for sure!" Fifi said. "I'll be right back, sweetie-bunch!"
With that, Fifi turned around and walked out of the room, leaving a broken, truly defeated Helga Pataki lying down in the bed, her broken arms laid broken and her legs all bound. The girl was feeling dirty, alone, lost... and distant as she thought, "So it's all over then... Lulu wins... And Arnold is nothing more than just a man who prefers open legs... well... I hope... I HOPE THEY'RE HAPPY TOGETHER!"
If she could move her arms and she had her clothes on, she would have easily took out the locket, but seeing as how Lulu had taken the locket from her and presumably threw it away... maybe it was for the best that Lulu took away the one person Helga truly cared for... because as far as she knew, nothing else mattered...
It had been about an hour since Gerald and Phoebe had said their farewells to Lulu's father after finding out the story. Currently, the two of them were sitting down at the kitchen table in Gerald's room, just as Gerald had pulled the tape out of the camera. "Okay, I think we delayed this long enough. Let's find out what happened to Helga in this tape..."
"Do you think something could have happened?" Phoebe asked in concern as she and Gerald walked over to the television and put the video in the VCR.
"I have no idea, but wherever Helga is, it HAS to be linked to Lulu and her company!" Gerald frowned.
"I'm just not so sure why we didn't tell Mr. Sawyer our suspicions." Phoebe said. "It would have made this a whole lot easier."
"Do you think he would believe us, though? From the sound of his voice, he seemed genuinely sure that Lulu isn't going to be taking on her mother's old mantle." Gerald said.
"Hmmmm... touche." Phoebe said as the video came on, showing Helga with a confident look as she seemed to be hiding in a bush.
"Helga's Video Diary Number 72. Tonight is the night of the sleepover with Arnold and Lila. And right now, I'm looking into Lila's room to see what she has planned. Right now, she's watching cartoons, but she's going to move from that chair sometime..." Helga snickered. "She's not going to be getting away with trying to snag MY Arnold!"
Gerald and Phoebe looked surprised as Gerald paused the video. "Wait a minute. Sleepover? Is she talking about the one Arnold invited Lulu to?"
"It seems to be that way..." Phoebe said, having a weird feeling as they continued to play the video as they watched Helga look over the glass and peer her ear in, muttering complaints to herself before smirking. It was then in the video Helga's eyes looked confused, as if thinking... before realization slowly dawned on her.
"Oh, CRIMINY!" Helga said as she grabbed the camera and turned it around in shock. "I've been spying on the wrong girl!"
"Wrong girl?" Gerald asked in confusion.
"M-maybe she realized that... Lila wasn't the one going to the sleepover but... Lulu was." Phoebe said.
Gerald paused... before he started to think. "Wait a minute... Arnold told me the day after that he had a wonderful sleepover with Lulu, but he never went into details about it."
"That is strange, isn't it?" Phoebe said... before both kids's eyes started to widen in shock. "Uh, Gerald? Have you ever had a feeling that... maybe, just maybe... there's something off about this... especially after the story Mr. Sawyer gave us?"
"I think so..." Gerald said as on the TV screen, Helga ran off with the camera as she was now talking to Lila, before the camera randomly turned on again to Helga, once again, their attention caught.
"Well, apparently, I was wrong about Lila... but LULU, on the other hand... if that witch thinks she can fool me into thinking she's so innocent, she has another thing coming! After all, I AM the one in love with Arnold! NOBODY GETS THE DROP ON HELGA G. PATAKI!"
It was right then and there that Gerald and Phoebe noticed someone else was sneaking up behind her, holding a frying pan as she swung and hit Helga, causing her to drop the camera to the ground.
"Wait a minute... rewind that!" Phoebe gasped as she pointed to the screen. Gerald rewound the tape a little and paused it as Phoebe's eyes widened in horror. "Gerald... do you see what I see?"
Gerald looked over to the screen as his eyes widened as well. "Phoebe... that face behind Helga... it almost looks like a demented version of... of..."
On the screen, behind Helga's confident pose, holding a frying pan, was a girl having a face similar to Phoebe's, only looking more country like, with a menacing tone.
"...me?" Phoebe asked in confusion. "But it can't be..."
"What else could it be?" Gerald said as he pointed to the face. "Look at the features, the confident smirk on that face... it's a person who looks like you, no questions necessary!"
"But, how? I was an only... only..." Phoebe paused as she tried to think. "Does Lulu have a friend here that was assigned to keep an eye on her, or... wait. Mr. Sawyer and my dad said that Serena Verisity was at the age where she could bare children, and..." Phoebe's eyes widened. "Gerald..."
"What's wrong?" Gerald asked.
"Either I'm going crazy, or I could very well be related to the Sawyers... in some shape of compacity..." Phoebe said slowly.
"How?" Gerald looked confused as he looked over to the menacing face of the girl behind Helga. "Because of her?"
"Well... I have a theory... what if this girl... is my half sister?" Phoebe pointed out.
That question threw Gerald in for a loop as this new information was slowly beginning to process.
Dun dun duuuuuun! Yep, I went there. Come on, how could I not include the similarities between Phoebe and Fifi, and try to give that a connection somehow? It was just an idea I thought about when I was writing this story! But you guys tell me what you think. All right, next time, Gerald and Phoebe start piecing together the mystery piece by piece! Tune in next time!