Chapter 12
The red eyes of a dragon came into view as the princess and her protector emerged from the clothing store. It' sleek scales were as black and pitch and the dragon stood on its hind legs and rose about ten feet over them, it stretched out it's long wings and it was preparing to do some thing Arnold leapt in front of Helga and drew his sword.
"Why for do you draw your sword?" the dragon said in a friendly voice.
Arnold jumped back and looked at the dragon with wide eyes. "Did you just."
"Oh, football head. He is so cool!" Helga said with pride. "What is your name?" she asked the black dragon.
"Wait! That is a dragon and you are talking to it? And he could try to eat you. Don't you think this is a little weird?" Arnold asked
"Umm lets see, I am an princess from another dimension and we flew here and you have a sword. Ah no this is normal." She answered sarcastically. "Yes I think it is weird but don't worry cause this is only a dream." She said
"What? How do you figure?" Arnold was becoming annoyed. "Do you know how crazy you sound now? How ignorant?" he started to yell. He stopped when he saw that everyone was looking at him. "Heh Heh." He breathed as he lowered his tone.
"Anyway. Dragon? What is your name?"
"Euthanasia." He said with a bow," and who might you be my lovely lady?
"I might be, Sapphire." She said, and my paranoid friend there is Arnold. Pleased to meet you" Helga said.
"I must be off, I only came here for my master." The dragon said as his dwarf master mounted his Dragon. "Adieu." He said and lifted off into the sky.
Arnold sheathed his sword and Walked away from Helga and walked down the road to the town a square. Helga ran to catch up with him. "What?"
"What?" he repeated in a discussed voice, "What is it with you? Don't you understand what kind of situation we are in?"
"What the hell are you yelling at me for? What are you talking about, football head?" Helga asked in her dark tone.
"This is not a game! You think you can treat this like a game but you just cant. Two guys show up and tell you to leave your life and save a new world and then you try and tell me that this is a dream!"
"What? Why didn't you bring this up before we left? If you did not want to come then why did you? Why are you so worried? You can still leave if you want. Leave! See this is why I told you not to make that promise to me. Don't start yelling at me because you are afraid of an adventure." She pushed him aside," just go." She started to cry hiding her tears from Arnold.
Arnold wanted to run after her but he was afraid that it would only cause more yelling. What was wrong with him? Why had he yelled at her like that? It made no sense. He was very erasable (irritable) ever since he had gotten his sword. Maybe that was it! The sword was changing him. He decided to apologize to Helga. He set off to find her in the square.
Helga sat alone on a bench in the square that was empty and lifeless, waiting for that evening's festivity to join it. She thought of how weird the beginning of her journey was. Caught up in a fantasy world, would she like what she found at the end of the road? And how was she to deal with marrying a complete stranger? How would she tell Arnold? And why (most of all) couldn't she remember anything of this life? She longed to have a comforting memory about her real family. Searching her mind for a blissful thought she came across the memory of her beloved Arnold. Helga looked down at her hands and silent tears slid down her soft cheek and landed on the shoes of someone.
"Hey, I'm sorry for." he was cut off my Helga; she stood up and wrapped her arms around him and buried he face in his shirt. "Yelling at you." He finished. "Are you okay?" he asked, she held him tighter and he stopped talking. The moment was heavenly, as the sun started to run away, painting the sky with bright pinks and purples. Sadly Helga had to let him go.
"I don't want you to go, I did not mean what I said to you." Arnold held a finger to her lips and shook his head.
"Call it even." Was all he said and grinned evilly as he pulled the bow from her hair, letting it fall all around her like the morning sunlight washing over the grassy fields of the earth. 'She is beautiful' He thought as he watched her for a moment, He shook his head violently to snap back to reality and ran off with the pink ribbon in hand. Helga ran after him.
Meanwhile.
"What?!'" Gerald yelled, "Wait lemmy get this straight, Arnold and Helga went to another dimension to save the world. And you want to follow them?" he paused, "Phoebs, are you sick?" he felt her forehead. "You don't have a temperature."
"No I am fine. But we have to follow them. They might need us, their best friends and I need you to come with me, please." She begged with puppy eyes.
"Alright. But don't give me that look anymore, that's black mail." He said coolly, "So how do we find them?"
"That's easy."
Does Phoebe know who to reach her friends? Will Helga get her bow back? Will Arnold's soul be eaten by the power of the HOPE sword? And when will Jake and Tim show up? Find out next time
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