A/N: I'M SO VERY SORRY! SO VERY, VERY, VERY SORRY! I know I haven't updated this in like two months, and I apologize! I'm so sorry! Forgive me, please! I had horrible writer's block, you know how it is! Anyway, cut the drama; here's chapter 5!
Disclaimer: I seem to be having immense difficulty trying to come up with a creative disclaimer. So here's a short, boring one: I don't own. Yahoo.
Pony Ride!
Chapter 5: All's Well That Ends Well (We Would Hope)
"Gross income?" inquired Holly.
"After all expenses...negative 450 dollars."
"..."
"A radical negative number, yes...but it was fun!" shouted Artemis.
"Yeah, but...I'm sorry..."
"'Bout what?"
"For making you lose money..."sighed Holly.
"Oh, whatever. Wouldn't you agree that it was fun?" said Artemis hopefully.
"Well, yeah...I guess it was," said Holly, beginning to smile.
Foaly had been taken back to Police Plaza. He was still a horse, but he was getting used to it. Actually, it wasn't that bad at all.
The gang never found out who tapped the ground, or what was in that odd bottle, but Holly has assured Foaly that the effect must wear off sometime.
"Hmm, never gave a second thought to Opal...we just left her there...I wonder what happened to her?" questioned Artemis.
-Abandoned Park-
Opal pulled herself off the ground. Her arm felt like a semi had run it over.
"OOOHH...it hurts," she squealed.
She rested herself against the fence. What had happened? She couldn't remember a thing. Suddenly, a figure came running towards the arena. Opal squinted, and found that it was a woman. She was carrying a potato. Her face looked oddly familiar, but Opal could not place it...
"Oh darling! My darling! What happened to you, dearie?" called the woman.
"Darling?" said Opal aloud, her childish brain thinking back...far back...she wasn't always a child...
"Dearie, dearie, what happened?" said the woman, dropping her potato and hugging Opal.
"I know you," Opal whispered.
"Well, of course you do! I'm your mom! Oh dear Belinda, what happened?"
Everything was still for a moment.
"Belinda?" Opal breathed. "Mom?"
"You silly! Did you hit your head?"
Memories came rushing back like a raging river. Cow, hitting her head...she wandered away...an evil pony...fainting...her older self...
"BELINDA! SAY SOMETHING! TELL ME YOU KNOW WHO I AM!"
Opal regained her older self. "Oh, I know who you are. Believe me."
"Oh, darling!" cried the woman. "Let's take you to the doctor's! Whatever happened to your arm?"
"Long story," sighed Opal. "A very long one. Wait a second...WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?"
"Belinda..."
"MY NAME IS OPAL! OPAL! BOW DOWN TO ME, FOR YOU ARE A MERE PEASANT!"
"Belinda, darling..."
"CLINICCLINICCLINIC!" screamed Opal. "MUST GET TO CLINIC!" And with that, she shot off.
"Mommy?" came a voice from behind the woman. The woman turned slowly around.
"Oh, there you are! I've been looking all over for you! I thought that brat was you at first, Belinda! Come to mommy!"
The small child jumped into her mother's arms, and they proceeded to walk away from the scene.
O.o
-Police Plaza-
"Well, all's well that ends well!" shouted Artemis.
"We would hope..." said Holly.
This story is completed at last! I hope the weirdness wasn't too...weird. I PROMISE I will get back to I Am Lacking A Better Title now.
Bye!
The Insane Lugian