Disclaimer is on chapter two. Also Nickelodeon owns "Hey Arnold!" but no
one could ever own ones creativeness.
A/N: Here you go, sorry it took me a while. Hope you like and please r/r! ^_^
The ballroom was dim, with the only lights coming from random candles here and there, and the Christmas lights. No one was around.
"Mom?" she called out. "Dad? Olga?"
No one answered or appeared. She ran around the room and upstairs shouting peoples names.
"Pheebs? Charles...ARNOLD?!"
She stood dead center of the ballroom.
"Where is everyone?" She wondered slouching and lowering her voice. "What happened?"
Suddenly she heard "Dance of the sugar Plum Fairies" song. But there was no symphony to be seen. "Whats going on!?" she screamed. Then out of the corner of her eye she saw something move by the Christmas tree. "Huh?" She got on her knees and peeked under the Christmas tree.
"Did you come to help me? Please I need some help!"
"What?" Helga was not sure what was going on. Then she realized that the voice that was pleading for help was the football headed doll.
"I am to small to climb up in time."
"In time for what?"
"No time to explain right now, just please pick me up and carry me to the second floor."
Helga confused as ever, carefully picked him up and started to jog up the red carpeted stairs. Suddenly, she felt herself shrinking. Smaller and smaller she got. Soon enough she was as small as the nutcracker and they both toppled over, him landing on her at the top of the stairs. He got up and reached out his hand to help her up. Still, with a confused look on her face, she stood up and went along with it.
For Helga, it was hard to run around in the dress she was in. And for
Arnold cause of his broken, limping leg.
They ran into a room. It was a large playroom, filled with toys and chairs, and a small tea set sitting on a coffee table. They walked across the dark green carpet and in the middle of the room were four other dolls, about the same size as Helga and Arnold, tied together and struggling to get out. One of Sid's soldiers was guarding the windows and the others, the door.
The nutcracker, and Helga following, ran over to the tied up dolls and eventually they were free of the rope. Helga could not believe what she was seeing. One of the dolls looked like Rhonda, tall and thin, with short black hair, dressed in a dark red and black Victorian dress holding a matching Victorian umbrella. The other doll looked like Harold. A little taller than Rhonda, husky, dressed in a clown suit that was polka dotted with a matching hat. Another doll looked like an elder lady, she looked like Arnold's grandma. She wore her flowery green, housedress with a white apron, and she held a wooden broom. The other doll looked like Philip, Arnold's grandpa, except he was wearing medieval body armor. These dolls (including the nutcracker) were a mirror image of which Helga thought they looked like.
"These are the dolls that live in my land," explained the nutcracker. "This is Ms. Lloyd," Arnold pointed to the one with the short black hair as she curtseyed. This one is Pagliacci the clown." Pagliacci (the Harold looking one) bowed with his arms out at the sides. "And this is Gerty, and she is married to Sir Philip pointing to the old man resembling Arnolds grandpa. He bowed a Shakespearean bow.
"So," said Helga, "If that's Gerty and that's Phili -SIR Philip, then you must be Arnold, not to mention you look a hell of a lot like him-"
"Yes, my name is Don Arnold, some people just call me Arnold. But either way works. And this," he said pointing to Helga and looking at the group of dolls, "Is Helga." Ms.Lloyd walked up closer to Helga and said, "Well you guys are a little late, and my dress got a little wrinkled from being tied up, but I must say, at least she has some fashion sense. Except those shoes must go, and whats with that sling shot?"
"Watch it missy!" snapped Helga.
"Hey now is not a good time to fight," urged Don Arnold. "Especially when-"
"Aha! There they are!" a low gruff voice called from above. A big ugly rat came crawling down from a rope.
"Hey!" shouted Sir Philip, "That's the bozo that decided that he and his clan needed to tie us up.
"His CLAN?!" shrieked Helga.
Then about ten rats came from around.
"AHHHHH!" screamed Helga trying to hide behind Don Arnold.
"RATS!"
The rats started to sing:
"We're rats, we're rats! We're fury and forlorn! We live in sewers, love in sewers, and our hearts are torn. We laugh, we cry, we love in harmony. (Now in solos)
I love her! But she loves me! And darnit he loves me.
"Why are we singing!" Yelled the biggest rat. "We are supposed to get rid of these shrimpy dolls!"
Then a big fight started and the song "Russian dance" was heard playing. Gerty was swapping rats away with her broom while dodging them with back flips. Ms.Lloyd and another rat were fighting for her folded umbrella. Pagliacci was taking down a rat with his bare hands. Don Arnold and Sir Philip was sword fighting the leader of the rats. Helga, trying to confront her fear of rats, had punched down one of the skinnier rats, put her foot on his stomach, then threatened him with her fist. When she was about to punch him with her trembling fist, her gold slingshot fell down from her dress. "That's it! I could use my sling shot!" She reached down to pick it up then ran to the corner of the room to figure out what she was going to shoot with. She pulled a little at the band to see how strong it was and a round marble crystal marble popped into her hand.
"Huh?" She shrugged, aimed the crystal at the rat she was about to pound, and it hit him on the head. He was knocked out. She pulled the slingshot again; hoping another marble would pop out to shoot again. And like she hoped, it happened. "Wow this is no ordinary sling shot (well besides the gold.)"
"HAHAHA!" She laughed. Everyone went silent and froze in place and "Russian dance" stopped playing. I'll hit the rats with my golden magic sling shot!"
"A golden magic sling shot?" asked Pagliacci.
"I thought it was a sphere and magic helmet." Wondered Sir Philip as squinting his eyes and pointing at his own helmet on his head.
"No! With my golden magic slingshot! Doi!"
Everyone stared in silence at her, then they broke into a loud brawl and "Russian dance" was playing again. Finally all the rats were either knocked out or had left of cowards. The big rat yelled "I will be back you fools!" and ran out.
Don Arnold fell to the ground grabbing his hurt leg. He needed to rest for a few minutes. "Arabic dance" was softly heard in the back round. Helga scowled because of the random playing music that she had no idea where it was coming from.
Sir Philip, Gerty, Helga, Ms.Lloyd and Pagliacci had gathered around him to think of a plan of what to do next.
"We need to go back home," Pouted Ms.Lloyd, while straightening out her dress from fighting, holding her umbrella against her.
"Home?" What do you mean?" asked Helga.
"We live in the big doll house that's on the next floor." Replied Gerty.
"But it's much more than a doll house, It's more like a whole town where we all live." Informed Ms.Lloyd.
"You mean theirs more of you?" asked Helga.
"Oh yes, Don Arnold is the prince of the town we live in," answered Sir Philip.
"And since the rats know he's friends with us, they tried to hold us captive so Don Arnold would come to our rescue, and then the rat would pound Don Arnold so they could take over the town. ," Said Paglliliachi.
"We were like bait," added Sir Philip.
"Wow, he truly is a prince," thought Helga with a big happy grin on her face.
"Well we need to get to the third floor, but we can't just climb the stairs because That will take us to long and Don Arnolds leg is hurt," said Ms.Lloyd.
"Then there's only one thing to do," said Gerty in confidence. She put her fingers in her lips and whistled. Two gryphons came flying down. One was a dark shade of blue and the other one was black.
"Me and Philip will take this one," Gerty ordered as they hopped onto the kneeling blue gryphon.
"Don Arnold and young Lady Helga shall take the other one."
She blushed slightly and to cover is up she said, "Well here we go Arnoldo."
The two gryphons flew up into the air and as they were getting higher Gerty shouted down to Ms.Lloyd and Pagliacci, "That leaves you two to ride your unipeg Ms.Lloyd." Arabic dance stopped playing to let her sing. Ms. Lloyd had the power to summon her unipeg with a soft gentle song, she sang:
Unipeg come to me,
Come to me so we may flee,
Unipeg come to me,
Magic creature I call upon thee.
She repeated this song a few more times. A bright light was shown above and the pearly white unipeg soared down, and elegantly landed.
"Wow Ms.Lloyd, I didn't know you could sing so well," said Pagliacci impressed.
"Thank you Pagliacci, after all, it DOES run in the Lloyd family," she boasted. She hopped onto the unipeg.
"I can sing to, wanna hear?" and without waiting for a response he started to sing in the tune of "Pagliacci": I'm a Biiiig ugly clown, A big fat ugly clown.
"Pagliacci," She cut in. "Sorry but we don't have time. We need to get to the next floor."
And with that he clumsily sat in front of Ms.Lloyd, as she was already sitting with her legs on one side and her umbrella across her lap. The unipeg lifted them up into the air to go to the next floor.
Well there you have it folks. Hope you enjoyed and I will have the next chapter up as soon as possible. ^_^v
A/N: Here you go, sorry it took me a while. Hope you like and please r/r! ^_^
The ballroom was dim, with the only lights coming from random candles here and there, and the Christmas lights. No one was around.
"Mom?" she called out. "Dad? Olga?"
No one answered or appeared. She ran around the room and upstairs shouting peoples names.
"Pheebs? Charles...ARNOLD?!"
She stood dead center of the ballroom.
"Where is everyone?" She wondered slouching and lowering her voice. "What happened?"
Suddenly she heard "Dance of the sugar Plum Fairies" song. But there was no symphony to be seen. "Whats going on!?" she screamed. Then out of the corner of her eye she saw something move by the Christmas tree. "Huh?" She got on her knees and peeked under the Christmas tree.
"Did you come to help me? Please I need some help!"
"What?" Helga was not sure what was going on. Then she realized that the voice that was pleading for help was the football headed doll.
"I am to small to climb up in time."
"In time for what?"
"No time to explain right now, just please pick me up and carry me to the second floor."
Helga confused as ever, carefully picked him up and started to jog up the red carpeted stairs. Suddenly, she felt herself shrinking. Smaller and smaller she got. Soon enough she was as small as the nutcracker and they both toppled over, him landing on her at the top of the stairs. He got up and reached out his hand to help her up. Still, with a confused look on her face, she stood up and went along with it.
For Helga, it was hard to run around in the dress she was in. And for
Arnold cause of his broken, limping leg.
They ran into a room. It was a large playroom, filled with toys and chairs, and a small tea set sitting on a coffee table. They walked across the dark green carpet and in the middle of the room were four other dolls, about the same size as Helga and Arnold, tied together and struggling to get out. One of Sid's soldiers was guarding the windows and the others, the door.
The nutcracker, and Helga following, ran over to the tied up dolls and eventually they were free of the rope. Helga could not believe what she was seeing. One of the dolls looked like Rhonda, tall and thin, with short black hair, dressed in a dark red and black Victorian dress holding a matching Victorian umbrella. The other doll looked like Harold. A little taller than Rhonda, husky, dressed in a clown suit that was polka dotted with a matching hat. Another doll looked like an elder lady, she looked like Arnold's grandma. She wore her flowery green, housedress with a white apron, and she held a wooden broom. The other doll looked like Philip, Arnold's grandpa, except he was wearing medieval body armor. These dolls (including the nutcracker) were a mirror image of which Helga thought they looked like.
"These are the dolls that live in my land," explained the nutcracker. "This is Ms. Lloyd," Arnold pointed to the one with the short black hair as she curtseyed. This one is Pagliacci the clown." Pagliacci (the Harold looking one) bowed with his arms out at the sides. "And this is Gerty, and she is married to Sir Philip pointing to the old man resembling Arnolds grandpa. He bowed a Shakespearean bow.
"So," said Helga, "If that's Gerty and that's Phili -SIR Philip, then you must be Arnold, not to mention you look a hell of a lot like him-"
"Yes, my name is Don Arnold, some people just call me Arnold. But either way works. And this," he said pointing to Helga and looking at the group of dolls, "Is Helga." Ms.Lloyd walked up closer to Helga and said, "Well you guys are a little late, and my dress got a little wrinkled from being tied up, but I must say, at least she has some fashion sense. Except those shoes must go, and whats with that sling shot?"
"Watch it missy!" snapped Helga.
"Hey now is not a good time to fight," urged Don Arnold. "Especially when-"
"Aha! There they are!" a low gruff voice called from above. A big ugly rat came crawling down from a rope.
"Hey!" shouted Sir Philip, "That's the bozo that decided that he and his clan needed to tie us up.
"His CLAN?!" shrieked Helga.
Then about ten rats came from around.
"AHHHHH!" screamed Helga trying to hide behind Don Arnold.
"RATS!"
The rats started to sing:
"We're rats, we're rats! We're fury and forlorn! We live in sewers, love in sewers, and our hearts are torn. We laugh, we cry, we love in harmony. (Now in solos)
I love her! But she loves me! And darnit he loves me.
"Why are we singing!" Yelled the biggest rat. "We are supposed to get rid of these shrimpy dolls!"
Then a big fight started and the song "Russian dance" was heard playing. Gerty was swapping rats away with her broom while dodging them with back flips. Ms.Lloyd and another rat were fighting for her folded umbrella. Pagliacci was taking down a rat with his bare hands. Don Arnold and Sir Philip was sword fighting the leader of the rats. Helga, trying to confront her fear of rats, had punched down one of the skinnier rats, put her foot on his stomach, then threatened him with her fist. When she was about to punch him with her trembling fist, her gold slingshot fell down from her dress. "That's it! I could use my sling shot!" She reached down to pick it up then ran to the corner of the room to figure out what she was going to shoot with. She pulled a little at the band to see how strong it was and a round marble crystal marble popped into her hand.
"Huh?" She shrugged, aimed the crystal at the rat she was about to pound, and it hit him on the head. He was knocked out. She pulled the slingshot again; hoping another marble would pop out to shoot again. And like she hoped, it happened. "Wow this is no ordinary sling shot (well besides the gold.)"
"HAHAHA!" She laughed. Everyone went silent and froze in place and "Russian dance" stopped playing. I'll hit the rats with my golden magic sling shot!"
"A golden magic sling shot?" asked Pagliacci.
"I thought it was a sphere and magic helmet." Wondered Sir Philip as squinting his eyes and pointing at his own helmet on his head.
"No! With my golden magic slingshot! Doi!"
Everyone stared in silence at her, then they broke into a loud brawl and "Russian dance" was playing again. Finally all the rats were either knocked out or had left of cowards. The big rat yelled "I will be back you fools!" and ran out.
Don Arnold fell to the ground grabbing his hurt leg. He needed to rest for a few minutes. "Arabic dance" was softly heard in the back round. Helga scowled because of the random playing music that she had no idea where it was coming from.
Sir Philip, Gerty, Helga, Ms.Lloyd and Pagliacci had gathered around him to think of a plan of what to do next.
"We need to go back home," Pouted Ms.Lloyd, while straightening out her dress from fighting, holding her umbrella against her.
"Home?" What do you mean?" asked Helga.
"We live in the big doll house that's on the next floor." Replied Gerty.
"But it's much more than a doll house, It's more like a whole town where we all live." Informed Ms.Lloyd.
"You mean theirs more of you?" asked Helga.
"Oh yes, Don Arnold is the prince of the town we live in," answered Sir Philip.
"And since the rats know he's friends with us, they tried to hold us captive so Don Arnold would come to our rescue, and then the rat would pound Don Arnold so they could take over the town. ," Said Paglliliachi.
"We were like bait," added Sir Philip.
"Wow, he truly is a prince," thought Helga with a big happy grin on her face.
"Well we need to get to the third floor, but we can't just climb the stairs because That will take us to long and Don Arnolds leg is hurt," said Ms.Lloyd.
"Then there's only one thing to do," said Gerty in confidence. She put her fingers in her lips and whistled. Two gryphons came flying down. One was a dark shade of blue and the other one was black.
"Me and Philip will take this one," Gerty ordered as they hopped onto the kneeling blue gryphon.
"Don Arnold and young Lady Helga shall take the other one."
She blushed slightly and to cover is up she said, "Well here we go Arnoldo."
The two gryphons flew up into the air and as they were getting higher Gerty shouted down to Ms.Lloyd and Pagliacci, "That leaves you two to ride your unipeg Ms.Lloyd." Arabic dance stopped playing to let her sing. Ms. Lloyd had the power to summon her unipeg with a soft gentle song, she sang:
Unipeg come to me,
Come to me so we may flee,
Unipeg come to me,
Magic creature I call upon thee.
She repeated this song a few more times. A bright light was shown above and the pearly white unipeg soared down, and elegantly landed.
"Wow Ms.Lloyd, I didn't know you could sing so well," said Pagliacci impressed.
"Thank you Pagliacci, after all, it DOES run in the Lloyd family," she boasted. She hopped onto the unipeg.
"I can sing to, wanna hear?" and without waiting for a response he started to sing in the tune of "Pagliacci": I'm a Biiiig ugly clown, A big fat ugly clown.
"Pagliacci," She cut in. "Sorry but we don't have time. We need to get to the next floor."
And with that he clumsily sat in front of Ms.Lloyd, as she was already sitting with her legs on one side and her umbrella across her lap. The unipeg lifted them up into the air to go to the next floor.
Well there you have it folks. Hope you enjoyed and I will have the next chapter up as soon as possible. ^_^v