The Problem at Hand/The Promised Land


It was like heaven, glowing with happiness. The houses were made out of gold. The skies were indigo, the winds were just right. The bird whistled their happy tunes. We had to pinch ourselves repeatedly, just to make sure we weren't dreaming. Up in the sky, was upside down world, we gasped and watched as people walked around us, or soared across the sky to the cities above. Where were we? The thought that seemed to echo through our young minds. We didn't know what we got ourselves into, only that we had one thought on our minds: To find Arnold and get home. Just like everything else, it wasn't going to be easy.
A angelic teenager with white wings, golden hair, and silver eyes appeared before them. "Welcome to the Promised Land!" The angel exclaimed as she beamed at us. Phoebe and Gerald nervously smiled back as Helga rolled her eyes. Somehow, she thought that was an ironic name for a place that seemed like Heaven. "My name is Ray, I'll be your guide for the land. I will lead you through the lands and answer any questions you may have." Ray explained still smiling. Gerald looked around the place and watched Phoebe avert her eyes from Ray and turn to him, sighing contentedly. I laugh, just like Phoebe to be timid and never get things off her chest, unlike me. "Listen bucko, I really would love to chat *not* but right now, all I want to do is know how the hell did we get here? And what happened to Arnold?" I retorted rudely. Ray looked shocked for a second then frowned slightly. Gerald and Phoebe seemed nervous.
"Oh, you don't know. The time of awakening has arrived, your world is being restored to natural order, the chaos has come once again. Arnold? Who is this you speak of? Could it be the chosen one?" Replied Ray as she stood there looking confused. I frowned. Crimney! what happened here? Are we at home? This is crazy, now I know how that guy from the planet of the apes felt, finding the world which he thought to escape, was the world he wanted to return to in the first place. Sweet Ironic! Just like my life. Just what I needed. Phoebe cleared her throat and moralized when she uttered "That's seems unlogical. One world can't change to another. Where are we? We would like to go home or at least a better explanation of our whereabouts." I smiled proudly That's my bestfriend. Gerald was speechless, come to think of it. He hasn't said one word since, we got here. Ray smiled and spoke expectantly "This is your home, this the home for everybody. It been hidden for a long time, always kept in secret, only people born with magic can enter here. A terrible evil has come once again and a hero has arisen or has been taken to unite our worlds. Do you understand now little ones? Your Arnold is our only hope and savior. But it seems you guys are destined as well, so I shall show you to the elders, they shall tell you more about your purpose and the chosen one."
Finally Gerald stirred and retaliated "Yo slow down! Hello! We're trying to get home and find our friend here, not get into keeping some can of permanent residence here, all we want is Arnold. So either deliver him here, are we're not moving from this stop and your world can stay doomed. Who cares? What does that have anything to do with us. All I want is my bestfriend and to get back in one piece." Phoebe agreed with Gerald by nodding her head shyly. I grinned slyly and gave Ray one of my famous glares that could make the bravest person quiver in fear. Ray laughed and did a motion of her hands, beckoning us to follow her. "You'll never get answers that way or find your friend." She mocked as she walked off, spread her wings and was about to take when Phoebe meddled "Please don't go, we didn't mean to be rude, we're all irritable and little frighten of these new surroundings." Ray winked and shook hands with Phoebe as a truce was made. "Off we go!" Ray declared and threw us in the air. What have we gotten ourselves into? I thought as I felt myself falling.



-End of Chapter 4 and 5.


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Helga: Didn't you forget something?

What?

Helga: The disclaimer!

Oh! That as you all know, I don't own Hey Arnold, I'm just writing fics for it. * burst into laughter *

Helga: She lost it! Please review! Or you'll meet old Betsy * holds up her fist *

* She looks at Helga * Hahahahahaha! I can't stop laughing!

Arnold: I don't get it! How did I get here anyway?

Hahahahahahaha! I got my ways.

Helga: Oh Crimney! Please someone, save me from this crazy author.