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Chapter 3: Rumble of Thunder
Phoebe frantically dialed a number. The phone rings at Arnold's house. Phil, the old man is on the throne to busy to get to the phone. No one else at the boarding house is available. Phoebe hangs up on the answering machine and dials another number.
"Gerald speaking." He answered casually.
"Hi Gerald. It's me Phoebe."
"Phoebe?.. how are ya?"
"I'm fine. but Helga's not"
"So you're calling me about that?" Gerald asks annoyed.
"Well I tried calling Arnold, but he wasn't there. I have to tell him that this whole duel thing is off."
"I'm sure he'll be happy to hear it, but he went somewhere with his grandmother to learn some secret move or something. I have no idea where he is."
"Oh no. Helga's acting strange because she suffered a mild trauma to the head.
"huh"
"She got hit in the head, Gerald, and she ran off acting wierd. It looks like she's actually going make Arnold go through with the duel."
"Not a problem Phoebe. Just let him know tomorrow morning."
"OK where are they sparing."
"Umm.. I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"Arnold never told me.
"Helga never told me either." Phoebe sighs
"I guess there's nothing we can do but wait and see if either one of them turns up."
"Good idea, Gerald. You wait for Arnold, and I'll wait for Helga. We'll meet at the Kendo place in the morning if nothing happens."
Arnold had been in a clearing with his grandmother. They were standing and facing eachother. There was a dummy behind them. The straw came out as two pigtails with a pink bow on top. On it was a scraggly line for her eyebrow, big buttons for eyes and red paint for the lips. A close likeness to Helga Arnold thought.
"Arnold, you've mastered all of the karate moves I've taught you. Are you ready to learn the final most vicious attack?" His grandma said with certain gravity.
"I don't know" Arnold said, "I don't really want to hurt her."
"You have to keep some things in mind before performing this technique." She said ignoring him. "The final attack is the last, most desperate move, a martial artist can pull on his opponent and should only be executed under extreme circumstances."
"I'm not sure that I want to know. If I don't know it, then I can't use it."
"Good, now let's get started." She said.
Elsewhere Helga trained with her wooden boken with an angry expression on her face. She sliced a tree and watched it slide down before it fell over. The tree was filled with cherry blossoms whose pedals filled gently floated. She bent down and picked up a flower and put it to her nose. The angry expression on her face faded as she took in the beauty of the flower.
Arnold reeled in horror after hearing what his Grandmother had to say. "I couldn't do that. There's no way!"
"It's not that bad."
"That's the worst thing anyone would ever have to go through." Arnold shivered. "I could never do that. I'd have to be demented to actually do that on purpose to her."
"You know you want to."
"I do not."
"From what you tell me of your opponent, you have no choice, now practice it."
"You mean you actually expect me to practice?"
"that's the only way it would be effective. You can't do it without practice.
"I have a heart and a conscience you know." He said as he looked at the Helga doll. "It'll warp my mind just having to practice it."
Chapter 3: Rumble of Thunder
Phoebe frantically dialed a number. The phone rings at Arnold's house. Phil, the old man is on the throne to busy to get to the phone. No one else at the boarding house is available. Phoebe hangs up on the answering machine and dials another number.
"Gerald speaking." He answered casually.
"Hi Gerald. It's me Phoebe."
"Phoebe?.. how are ya?"
"I'm fine. but Helga's not"
"So you're calling me about that?" Gerald asks annoyed.
"Well I tried calling Arnold, but he wasn't there. I have to tell him that this whole duel thing is off."
"I'm sure he'll be happy to hear it, but he went somewhere with his grandmother to learn some secret move or something. I have no idea where he is."
"Oh no. Helga's acting strange because she suffered a mild trauma to the head.
"huh"
"She got hit in the head, Gerald, and she ran off acting wierd. It looks like she's actually going make Arnold go through with the duel."
"Not a problem Phoebe. Just let him know tomorrow morning."
"OK where are they sparing."
"Umm.. I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"Arnold never told me.
"Helga never told me either." Phoebe sighs
"I guess there's nothing we can do but wait and see if either one of them turns up."
"Good idea, Gerald. You wait for Arnold, and I'll wait for Helga. We'll meet at the Kendo place in the morning if nothing happens."
Arnold had been in a clearing with his grandmother. They were standing and facing eachother. There was a dummy behind them. The straw came out as two pigtails with a pink bow on top. On it was a scraggly line for her eyebrow, big buttons for eyes and red paint for the lips. A close likeness to Helga Arnold thought.
"Arnold, you've mastered all of the karate moves I've taught you. Are you ready to learn the final most vicious attack?" His grandma said with certain gravity.
"I don't know" Arnold said, "I don't really want to hurt her."
"You have to keep some things in mind before performing this technique." She said ignoring him. "The final attack is the last, most desperate move, a martial artist can pull on his opponent and should only be executed under extreme circumstances."
"I'm not sure that I want to know. If I don't know it, then I can't use it."
"Good, now let's get started." She said.
Elsewhere Helga trained with her wooden boken with an angry expression on her face. She sliced a tree and watched it slide down before it fell over. The tree was filled with cherry blossoms whose pedals filled gently floated. She bent down and picked up a flower and put it to her nose. The angry expression on her face faded as she took in the beauty of the flower.
Arnold reeled in horror after hearing what his Grandmother had to say. "I couldn't do that. There's no way!"
"It's not that bad."
"That's the worst thing anyone would ever have to go through." Arnold shivered. "I could never do that. I'd have to be demented to actually do that on purpose to her."
"You know you want to."
"I do not."
"From what you tell me of your opponent, you have no choice, now practice it."
"You mean you actually expect me to practice?"
"that's the only way it would be effective. You can't do it without practice.
"I have a heart and a conscience you know." He said as he looked at the Helga doll. "It'll warp my mind just having to practice it."