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When the police cars came, Arnold was pretty much in shock as all the kids started to back off.

"But we filed a permit!" Gerald insisted.

"Sorry, kid, but there was no permit!" The officer insisted as we just watched as Arnold's grandmother started to resist and fight.

I groaned as I sat down, holding my head. "Well, this is just great. Just witnessing an end of an era and now... now Arnold's grandmother got arrested. This is disastrous."

"Don't worry, princess. Maybe we can still make a happy ending on this." Helga explained.

"How?" I asked Helga in my mind.

"In my dimension, Rhonda borrowed a lot of my bracelets. Maybe put one on my non-existent grave." Helga said.

I blinked in confusion. "How's that a happy ending?"

"It's a happy ending for me! Seriously, Rhonda in my timeline just borrowed a few bracelets and never gave them back! The nerve of that princess!" I heard Helga growl.

"Hey, this is me you're talking about!" I frowned.

"Packing? Grandpa, we can't give up, this is not over!" I heard Arnold say in worry.

I peeked out to see everybody was just leaving. I sighed as everybody was just leaving.

"Oh, gee, what a shame." I heard Sharlene say as I saw her walk past. "One party gone. It's a shame, I was starting to get into it too."

I didn't want to follow Sharlene, but I just sighed as I started to walk.

"Rhonda, sweetie?"

I turned to see my parents looking at me as my mother asked, "Where are you going?"

"I... I need a bit of a walk. If Arnold asks, I'm probably going to the park." I said as I started to walk off.

"Oh... okay, sweetheart. We'll let him know if he or anybody else asks." My father said as I continued walking.

As soon as I reached the park, I looked around, some people seemed to be jogging, others were sitting on the bench, but mostly, the park was being filled with fliers saying 'Home of Future Tech Mall'.

I groaned as I sat down near the base of the tree.

"So, made up your mind to see Caroline and the others, hm?" I heard Helga ask.

"Jesus Christ, Helga, not now. I'm not even in the mood to talk..." I groaned as I put my hand toward a tree branch... and the next thing I knew, I pushed it straight down... causing myself to fall right in the hole as I screamed.

I quickly recovered as I looked around at where I landed. I seemed to have landed on a couple of soft pillows. I got up as I looked around. "What is this place?"

"Heh... it's been a long time since I've... been here."

"Since you've been here?" I asked out loud. "What are you-"

I looked around the place, just so I wasn't dreaming. Indeed, I was in a place where there seemed to be a computer nearby... and a few monitors. "Whoa..."

I saw a lot of things on the monitors... like the whole world of Hillwood was alive before my eyes. There was Arnold... Gerald... everybody I knew was in one place or another...

I looked at the place where Olga was... indeed, Olga seemed to be working that model train, smiling as she kept watching it go around.

I paused as I noticed a knob. I looked up to see the words "World Spyer" on top of the monitor.

Curious, I turned the knob as all Hillwood places got switched to... is that Tokyo? I blinked as I looked at the monitor.

In some of these monitors, there seemed to be three... alien-like creatures making animal hybrids? And five girls who just... instantly transformed... like the Sailor Scouts? Was there such a thing in my world?

"What is this?" I whispered. "Helga, tell me what this is, you seem to know this place better than I do..."

"Better yet..." I heard another voice. "Maybe I should explain it better..."

I yelped as I turned to see... CURLY? And Caroline? And of course, one of the figures dressed in an orange cloak.

"Curly? Caroline? Strange guy? Where are we?" I asked.

Caroline sighed as she sat down and explained, "You're in one of the control rooms where people from other worlds usually meet. Usually, only the people that believe in the Craz E religion are allowed down here."

"What the heck is crazy religion? You mean, like how Christians get overly obsessed with prayer, no offense to any Christians?" I asked.

"It's not that type of religion." Curly sighed as he sat down. "It's Craz E, with a capital E at the end, and I suppose you could say that Marcie and Solara were the ones who invented it."

"I'm sorry, I'm lost!" I groaned.

"I suppose that comes to no surprise." One of the orange cloaked figures said in a nasally voice.

I blinked, staring at the orange cloaked figure. "Wait a minute... haven't I heard your voice before? In a weird dream I had."

"You're half correct." The orange cloaked figure nodded. "Let's just say I'm sort of the same guy you know."

"And that other orange cloaked figure?" I asked.

"She'll be joining us pretty soon. She had an unscheduled appointment." Caroline explained as she kicked back and relax in her chair.

"Here's my next set of questions..." I started to take a deep breath.

"Who's Marcie, who's Solara, what the hell is Craz E Religion, how did it start, how do I know to believe you, we get that all the time when someone inadvertently encounters us." The orange cloaked figure replied.

"Well... it's a pretty heavy story, Rhonda." Curly said. "You better take a seat, Helga's already heard this before, but you need a big catch up on this."

I decided to do so as Caroline took a deep breath. "The story of Marcie was that she was an innocent kid, born in the early 1920s, back when the first set of silent cartoons were still shown. She was treated as the good girl of her generation, moving from a high class in Great Britain to America. She is the biggest innocent girl in the whole world... being polite and having proper manners."

The orange cloaked figure nodded as he continued, "The story of Solara is the fact that she was born with hatred to the world. Even at a young age, she murdered her own parents. Nobody knew why at first... but rumor has it that Solara seemed a lot interested in the many religions of life. She would kill innocent people that had the same names in the Bible just so she can complete rituals. One involved the murders of four people named Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. You ever heard those names before?"

I snapped my fingers. "Those names are..."

"Correct." Curly nodded. "The same names as the four Gospels of Jesus, according to the Bible. But that's just one aspect. She grew in power, grew in strength... all this when she was still four years old! Isn't it insane?"

"Anyway..." Caroline sighed. "What's in common with these two stories was that Marcie and Solara both attended the same Sunday school together. They also became the very best of friends."

"What?" I said in shock. "That's messed up! Did this Marcie girl even KNOW that she became best friends with a murderer who is literally a child?"

"At the time, she didn't know that. All that matters was that Marcie and Solara were the best of friends for a couple of years." Caroline explained.

"Marcie would learn some bad things from Solara... and Solara would learn a lot about the good side of things from Marcie." Curly explained. "Eventually, they started making up new facts for a religion. It was called the 'Craz E' religion. Now, making up new religions would be frowned upon by Gods... but it was a different sort of religion, for you see... Solara wrote most of the rules of the religion. At first, Marcie thought it was just a game they were playing, having fun... until the day a holy church anointed her... as Solara was revealed that she was to dominate the world... and was revealed to be some sort of an Anti-Christ."

"Oh God, Marcie must have been devastated..." I gasped.

"She was, trust me on that." Caroline sighed. "The two of them fought in a battle involving holy and unholy items... the unholy items were that of a rabbit ear, a horse's eye, and a finger off a human dressed as a cat."

"The holy items were that of a green ring, a holy cup, and a golden halo." The orange cloaked figure explained. "It was then that Marcie was revealed to have possibly been the second coming of Christ."

"So... back in the 1920s, there could have been a Rapture?" I gasped.

"Could have been one. BUT, thanks to a tough battle, Marcie reigned supreme against Solara." Curly said. "Unfortunately, severe consequences included the Great Depression... and the creation of dimensions, as Marcie quickly learned later on when she banished Solara to a trapped, concealed universe of her own."

"Wait... what do you mean... "creation" of dimensions?" I asked, blinking.

"Well... how do I put this?" The orange cloaked figure sighed. "You hear that Helga girl say something about 'timelines' and 'dimensions', right?"

"Yes..." I nodded. "I have."

"Well, this world you live in, right now... this is what you currently call a dimension. There are many other worlds and dimensions out there, some of it may have the same events... but there could be different occurrences." The orange cloaked figure sighed.

"Oh..." I sighed as I held my head. "This is a little complicated to take in. Wait, how did that Craz E religion take place if Marcie and Solara made it up themselves?"

"Nobody knows... but Solara found a way to implant some of the religion on a few people back when cartoons were still airing... just so she can get her way with anything... as for Marcie, nobody knows what happened to her after the battle. She probably chose to live the life of mortality and died... maybe she's still a spirit, maybe she's still alive, to this day... who knows what happened to her... but whenever someone with Solara's views comes in, Marcie has to get a few people around to help counter it back." Curly explained.

"How did she escape from the dimension she's sealed in?" I asked.

"Sometimes she doesn't... but sometimes, she does." Curly sighed. "The point is... somewhere, Marcie and Solara still communicate... sometimes to argue, sometime for a friendly conversation... but most times... to play the game of life... depending on what goes down."

"I think that should wrap up everything, but if you have more questions, you can always ask us..." The orange cloaked figure said as he drank from a cup. "Ah, that's some good tuna..."

"I may have more later... but I'll keep it for now..." I groaned, holding my head. All this sudden story was starting to make some sense... but how can I believe that story? Yet here is the proof of some people supporting it. "But is it really all true?"

"It depends on who you ask." Caroline sighed. "Most people may pass it as heresay... and that's the way we're keeping it."

After a small drink and the other orange cloaked figure coming in through a tube (hearing a child-like sound made me turn to the tube as the other orange cloaked figure joined us), I sighed as I turned. "Okay, so you tell me and Helga that Helga can't do the same thing as last time. What did she do last time?"

"She mentioned something about disguising herself as Deep Voice and giving Arnold and Gerald information, na no da." The other orange cloaked figure explained.

"Information? What type?" I asked.

"Oh, basically, 'get the key from Nick Vermicelli, the deed's in the safe, get the tape showing the evil blue man burning the deed'..." The orange cloaked figure started.

"Wait, SCHECK BURNED THE DEED IN HELGA'S TIMELINE?" I said in shock.

Curly, Caroline, and the other orange cloaked figure stared at the orange cloaked figure as the other orange cloaked figure groaned, "Really, Bucky?"

"Hey, come on! I'm just saying!" The orange cloaked figure (who I guess is called 'Bucky') seemed to be rolling his eyes.

I groaned. "What if Scheck already burned the deed because of the new information!"

"Fret not, Rhonda. I don't think he has yet." Caroline smiled.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Because I think he wants to save it for when Solara catches Helga... which I don't think she will if we can get this plan off without a hitch. All you have to do is at least try following Arnold and Gerald for the first couple of places, same as last time... RIGHT up to the Future Tech thing. Do not, I repeat, do NOT come alone with just Arnold and Gerald, Solara will know which person is Helga." Curly explained.

I blinked. "Why wouldn't she suspect Arnold and Gerald?"

"Arnold's too pure for her tastes, and do you really think Helga wants to hang out in Gerald's body?" Curly rolled his eyes. "Trust me, she told me about the possibility of being in Gerald's body, and she said, she'd rather stick to the girls."

"So... what, I get Phoebe, Nadine, Sheena and Lila over to confuse her?" I groaned.

Curly smirked. "That's the general idea."

"It's up to you..." Caroline said. "Follow our lead... or lose your world..."

I blinked as I looked up. "None of it is making sense to me, but I'll stick with what I got."

"Go Rhonda!" I heard Helga cheer.

"I knew you'd come around." Bucky chuckled.

"Sweet, we are in, na no da!" The other orange cloaked figure laughed.

"Better get some rest... tomorrow, you and your friends just follow along with Arnold and Gerald and just get started." Caroline said.

"All right... I will." I said as I started to go to the tubes.

"Just remember... keep this place a secret at all times unless requirements are necessary!" Curly said as I started to go back up the tubes.

I found myself back in Hillwood City, in the park as I gave a warm smile. I was fixing up a good idea! I quickly ran off as...

BONK!

"Arnold!" I gasped as I saw Arnold on the ground.

"Sorry, Rhonda!" Arnold groaned as he stood up.

"No, I'm sorry." I said as he helped me up. "I should have looked where I was going... but I'm glad I found you!"

"You are?" Arnold looked up.

"Yeah... I think I know how we can save the neighborhood!" I smiled.

"Y-you do?" Arnold said in shock. "Well, I'm willing to hear anything at this point. Please, Rhonda, just say it!"

"Remember that Tomato Incident story your grandfather told! If we can find the papers detailing the incident, we can make this place a national landmark!" I explained.

"That... that just might work!" Arnold smiled as he hugged Rhonda. "Rhonda, you're awesome!"

I smiled. "Buddy, you better sleep... because in the morning, me, you and our friends are going to the Federal Office of Information!"

Arnold nodded. "All right!"

I smirked as I looked up at the sky. We were good and ready to go!

That's Chapter Two of 'Oh Rhonda: The Movie Fanfiction' AKA Arc 5! How do you like it? Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks! And don't forget to check out/add tropes to the TVTropes page.