Appropriate for this month, Halloween, I've decided to do 'Ghost Bride'... but that's not the reason why this episode is next! You'll see why this episode is next as the story goes along, but let's just say it'll clear up at least one mystery... Anyway, enjoy!
The next morning, as me and Arnold were playing a nice game of Monopoly inside the boarding house...
"No fair, Rhonda!" Arnold glared at me as I smiled innocently. "You took from the bank!"
"Oh really?" I gave a smirk. "Who says I can't?"
"The banker. Which is me." Arnold frowned.
"Aw, come on, charming." I smiled, pinching his cheek. "Do a little turn of the head for me?"
"Rhonda, no." Arnold frowned at me... when we heard a knock on the door. "Excuse me, beautiful, but I will be right back."
"Take your time..." I said as Arnold left.
As soon as Arnold walked out the door, I immediately switched his money around with mine. I just smiled as Arnold came back with a note.
"What's with the note?" I asked.
Before Arnold could say anything, he noticed his side had less money than mine did. Arnold just glared at me as I flashed an innocent smile.
Arnold just shook his head as he looked at the note. "It seems to be from Curly..."
All of a sudden, I suddenly felt like I was having a bit of deja vu...
"...it says he's gathering all of our class for something new."
"What does the little crazy geek want now?" I muttered in a not-happy tone... which I found kind of odd.
"Wow, a little anger much?" Arnold asked as he looked down. "He says it's a surprise."
I blinked, wondering what just happened.
"Hmmmm..." I paused. "So, should we go?"
"We may as well..." Arnold said as we got up. "We're not doing much of anything right now..."
I nodded as we decided to go out to see what Curly wanted today.
When Arnold and I arrived, I noticed that most of our PS 118 class were sitting around, wondering what the commotion was about. As I was taking my seat... I suddenly had another flash.
"What a dunkhead... I have better things to do with my life than go over to his place." I heard Helga's voice muttering. I seemed to be walking... and I heard Helga's voice, but for some reason, I didn't see her... instead I walked as I heard Helga yelling to students, "One side, move it, move it!"
For some reason, people were being offended as I merely pushed them out of the way... as I looked and saw... myself near the back row just rolling her eyes at me... then I realize... I was in Helga's body this time. And her voice was coming out of my mouth... odd... usually, I'm just to the side watching Helga's experiences... so why is it now I'm in Helga's body, experiencing this?
"Phoebe, got my seat saved?" Helga's voice asked as I looked at Phoebe, who seemed to be a little timid than when I first met her.
"Saving just for you." Phoebe gave a nervous smile.
I felt Helga smirking as she said, "Good..."
I, in Helga's body, then sat down as I heard Helga say, "Geek boy had better tell us something good..."
I blinked as I shook my head. What was that back there? It just... it felt like...
Anyway, I kept focused as a spotlight shined on Curly. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, presenting, the one and only... Gammelthorpe, known as... CURLY!"
Curly came out in a cape and a platter that was covered. "Folks, I have gathered you all here to present this wonderful brand new invention that I made..."
All of a sudden, I found myself mouthing the words, though I didn't know why as Curly continued, "It's colossal! Stupendous! The best thing made since the beeper!"
"And just what..." I started to say at the same time Helga in the flashback said.
"...exactly IS this so called 'wonderful' thing, and what does it do?"
I paused, realizing I said it exactly like Helga did.
"I'm glad you asked!" Curly said. "Allow me to introduce to you... the first ever... TIME DEVICE!"
Curly lifted up the platter's cover to reveal...
We all just stared blankly at Curly on the stage.
"...It's just another beeper... with a watch attached to it..." I said in a deadpan voice.
"I agree! Just how is this 'the best thing made since the beeper'?" Phoebe and I said around the same time.
I covered my mouth, wondering just how I knew Phoebe would say those words.
"Come on, folks! It's a fun device! When have I ever led you astray?" Curly asked.
We all stared in dead silence as Phoebe shook her head, she said, "Right..."
"He's insane. I'm getting out of here before I get involved..."
"Stay here..." I said as I pulled Phoebe back to her seat.
"Come on!" Curly said as everybody else was basically leaving. The only ones that stayed behind were me, Phoebe, Nadine, Arnold, Gerald, Tucker, Harold, Stinky and Sid. "This is basically a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."
I turned my head to my right, as if I was expecting something to happen... but for some reason, I didn't hear anything, so I just said, "Yeah, right."
Arnold sighed as he got up and whispered to us, "Okay, I know we all feel Curly is crazy, but can we please humor the guy?"
Gerald sighed. "Arnold, we're talking about the same guy who held the school hostage..."
"The same guy that framed me because I did something to his pencil..." Eugene said.
"The same kid that breaks hairpins..." Nadine frowned.
"The same kid that bites the heads off of chickens..." Harold said.
"To be fair, he only did it once." Phoebe pointed out. "From what he told the school, anyway..."
"And constantly stalks me!" I pointed out.
"I know but... he did what?" Arnold said, looking at me at the last one. Arnold shook his head as he continued. "I know, but for our sakes, our lives and because I rather not be a victim in Curly's schemes, please work with him, okay?"
We all sighed as we nodded. Arnold smiled. "Oh, Curly! Why, your invention is simply great!"
Curly smirked. "It certainly is, isn't it?"
We all walked up to Curly as Curly showed it to us. "Any of you want to try to go back in time... maybe to a time where the dinosaurs ruled, the Romans fooled around, the Aztecs, anywhere we go?"
"Oh, this is fun..." Sid smiled as Curly smirked at Arnold.
"What do you think, Arnold?" Curly asked as I suddenly had a flashback.
This time, I was with Arnold, Eugene, Gerald, Harold, Stinky and Sid... or I guess I was in Helga's body with the guys as Curly was showing the invention off. "I know you'd have a great chance if you want to use time..."
"I don't know." Arnold said. "There is one place I like to go back to, and as much as I like to change it..."
"...I don't want to go back just to do that..." Arnold said. "Curly, while a "time machine" may be good... I don't think the world is quite ready to handle it. One person could easily take advantage of it... and they could change something in the past that may affect us in the future... just saying, if I influenced certain people not to go on a certain trip... or I influenced them to take a certain someone on a certain trip... that certain someone may not be around in the future to help people inspire ideas... or something along that matter."
Curly paused. "Hmmm... I suppose you're right..."
Curly then handed the invention to me... as I suddenly had yet another flashback...
This time, I was in Curly's house. I was confused as I looked around the place... until I heard the window open.
"This is just ridiculous. Time travel? Please!" I heard Helga's voice saying.
That's when I suddenly realized that now I was in Helga's universe... the one where she lived. I saw Solara and Helga coming in through the window as Helga growled.
"Okay, sister, you better tell me why you took me all the way to crazy boy's house!" Helga glared as Solara hummed a bit.
"Didn't I tell you before? This is a chance to get back at the ones that caused you misery... pain... the hurt that gathered around you." Solara smirked as she found the item she was looking for. "Here it is..."
Solara then pulled out the item in question, making Helga raise an eyebrow.
"Wait a minute... that's just Curly's stupid beeper attached to a watch thing he called a time machine!" Helga rolled her eyes. "How does that help me?"
"For your information, bitch, that is an actual real time machine!" Solara said. "So for once, that crazy friend of yours wasn't acting as crazy as you may have assumed."
"What?" Helga said in shock as Solara set the time. "You mean this thing really works?"
"Hang on to me and find out..." Solara said as Helga hesitantly put a hand on her shoulder. With that, Helga and Solara disappeared right before my eyes...
I found myself blinking as I stared at the device, in shock. I handed it back to Curly as he said, "I think I'll just put it away for safekeeping."
"Good man." Arnold said as everyone sighed in relief. "Well, we're all here, so is anybody up for lunch at Slausen's?"
"Yeah!" Harold, Stinky and Sid said in eagerness.
"Why not?" Curly smiled.
"We're in!" Nadine, Phoebe and I smiled.
"You know it, man!" Gerald said.
"I'll come with, but I have to get back by five o'clock tonight. My dad's training me for a new sports thing." Tucker said.
Arnold nodded. "Okay then, let's get going."
We all nodded as we started to walk off, I just couldn't shake the weird feeling... was that how Helga got to our world? By that machine? If so, what happened to the machine AFTER Helga and Solara took it from an unsuspecting Curly?
Anyway, we were all taking a walk together when Stinky said, "Hey fellas, here's the old bone yard!"
We turned to see that indeed, we were walking past a graveyard. I then said, "Pretty unusual detour we're taking."
"Let's just hurry this up guys and walk past it, it's full of dead people!" Harold said in worry.
"You may as well get used to it on account we'll all be buried here someday." Stinky smiled.
"Okay, maybe... but that won't happen for a very, VERY long time... right?" Harold said nervously.
"I'm sure it wouldn't..." Nadine rolled her eyes.
"And why would a graveyard give you the creeps? It's not like there are ghosts around this area." Tucker frowned.
Everyone stared at Tucker, as Phoebe said, "Have you even BEEN around us?"
"Well, unless we want to end up like the Ghost Bride, but that's not going to happen." Sid said.
"Ghost Bride? What's that?" Eugene asked.
"You mean, you never heard of the sad, tragic and horrifying tale of the Ghost Bride?" Stinky asked.
Eugene shook his head as Tucker frowned.
Arnold smiled as he said, "Go ahead, Gerald! T-"
"Oh no, you don't!" Phoebe stopped everyone. "Every time you go to Gerald to tell the story, he always goes into exaggerations! Remember Big Caesar? He starts telling a story about a big fish. We decide to investigate the big fish. What happens? We have a run-in with a shark and barely live! And the adventure at Elk Island? Gerald tells that story with false facts that may be true to an extent, but then we start going on an adventure there... and what happens? We get scared of an amusement park ride attraction! Gerald, no offense, but your stories are always going to be ridiculed by me, and I refuse to believe them."
"Oh, do you want to tell the story?" Gerald frowned.
"She doesn't need to!" Curly smiled. "I can tell the story! It's my favorite!"
"It's settled! We're listening to Curly's story!" Phoebe nodded as we turned to Curly.
"What? Do I get a say in this?" Gerald asked.
"Yeah, I mean, Gerald's the keeper of the tales, Gerald has to tell the story." Sid pointed out.
"NO!" Phoebe yelled, making everyone wince.
"You know what, Gerald? I think it's time we heard the story from someone OTHER than you." Tucker said.
"But-" Gerald said.
"Okay, show of hands. Who wants to hear the story from Curly?" Phoebe said.
Curly raised his hand, as did me, Nadine, Phoebe and Tucker. Arnold raised his hand too when he noticed my hand was up.
"ARNOLD!" Gerald said in shock.
"Sorry. I... don't know what came over me." Arnold said as we put our hands down.
"Who wants to hear the story from Gerald?" Phoebe said.
Harold, Stinky, Sid, Eugene and Gerald raised their hands.
"It's settled. Curly, you're telling the story." Phoebe said as we all turned to Curly.
Curly sniffed as he smiled. "You have no idea how happy you made me... okay, here is the tale of the Ghost Bride... a long time ago, back in the nineteen-eighties, a man and a woman were in love with each other. They did everything together... until the day of their wedding. She was dressed up, all beautiful and such. I mean, weddings are so beautiful, I mean, well, even if it is, you find that it's really boring. I went to a wedding one time, and I was bored out of my skull, I mean I tried my best to look happy for the couple, and I followed the best I could, but really, I just wanted to get to the reception, because there was plenty of good food there, and... anyway, the bride waited for the groom to show, but he never did... and the reason was... because the groom had an affair... and not just with anyone... but with the bride's sister... and they even married the next day, much to the insult of the bride! She couldn't take it anymore, so, in her bride's dress, she took an axe and chopped them into pieces... because she was just crazy! And man, the blood, the blood was everywhere! I mean, you'd never seen a bloodbath like that in your life! I mean, it's not like the time I rode a cow around at the state fair, but if my mother had known that I did that, I'd have been yelled at. Anyway, the groom managed to call the police before he was chopped to bits as well... and when the police arrived, she jumped out the window and committed suicide! She was buried here in this very cemetery right here! And legend has it that on the anniversary of her crazy madness, her ghost rises from the grave and kills people visiting! Oh yeah, did I mention that day is today? Man, am I slow on the uptake! So, uh, the end!"
We all just stared in silence. Gerald then said, "I would have kept the whole thing PG at best..."
"Too bad, we're PG-13, baby! Live with it!" Curly smirked.
I just shook my head as I looked inside the cemetery. "Hmmm... it's an interesting story... I mean, maybe we can explore it..."
"After hearing that story? Heck no!" Harold said as he got up. "Come on, guys, let's go find something else to do..."
"You said it!" Stinky and Sid nodded as we watched the boys left.
"Hmmm..." Phoebe said as we all looked inside the crypt. "It's an interesting possibility..."
"Yeah..." I sighed.
"Is anybody interested to see if the Ghost Bride can come out?" Gerald said.
"You know, Gerald, as much as that's interesting... you do remember those other adventures we had..." I said. "I think at best we should just leave the graveyard alone... besides, we'll probably just find the grave stone anyway..."
"Yeah..." Arnold said as he looked at the doors and pushed it, only for a click to be heard. "Door's locked anyway, so we can't get in."
"Oh well... at least it was a thought..." Gerald said.
"Yeah..." Tucker said. "Still though, it would be pretty nice to see what the gravestone is..."
We all looked at each other...
"I can't believe we decided to come at night..." Phoebe muttered as we were all wearing spring jackets as we entered the graveyard, which was now opened for some odd reason. "Curse my curiosity."
"I know, I know. We'll be in and out, we'll visit the grave, and that's that." Arnold said as me, him, Gerald, Tucker, Nadine, Phoebe, Curly and Eugene were wearing jackets.
"Hey, thanks for actually listening again to my story." Curly smiled.
"I wish I didn't now..." Phoebe shuddered as we all went inside.
"Relax." Nadine said. "We'll stay around for a few minutes, and we'll see if the ghost bride comes in. If nothing comes up after an hour, we're going."
We all nodded as we continued on... until we came across a gravestone.
"Hey, I think I see something..." Phoebe said. "It says something about a wedding and 'going crazy'."
"Let me see..." I said as me and Arnold cleared the grave. "It says, 'Here lies Cynthia Snell. She lived her life and went straight to... I can't read the-"
"Hell. The word is hell! Honestly, Arnold, just read the whole thing." I sighed.
All of a sudden, all of us felt a chill as we heard humming.
"Oh, looks like we're hearing the Ghost Bride humming... it seems to be the Wedding March! Yep, we better go!" Curly smirked as we agreed.
We were about to leave when we saw a shadow of... the Ghost Bride! Everyone gasped as we all looked at each other in terror.
"Hi, Caroline."
Everyone stopped as Curly groaned. "AW! You ruined the surprise!"
"You've very witty, nerd, to find out so quickly." Marcie, in her Caroline form in a wedding dress, came out as she laid her head back. "How did you guess it was me?"
"Simple. That was not the Wedding March you were humming, that was the Bridal Chorus! And I'm pretty sure the Ghost Bride would be taller than four feet, seven inches!" Phoebe frowned. "Come on! Did you expect us to be scared by this?"
Curly sighed. "Okay, so I may have set something up after we agreed to meet back here, but come on you guys! I wanted a real scare!"
"I guess you got it, man." Gerald said as Marcie pushed the doors opened.
"Well, there's no curse, fortunately... so you all may go... I have some unfinished business to attend to." Marcie said as she walked off.
As we were walking off, Nadine sighed as she said, "That was the most disappointing scare ever..."
I nodded as I followed... but not before looking back at Marcie, who had now turned back to the old woman as she kneeled towards one of the graves, holding what seems to be a deck of cards. I didn't know what it all meant then when Marcie, as Caroline, met me in the graveyard when I saw Dr. Bliss' grave...
And it still doesn't make since to me. Well, I'm sure I'll figure it out.
There's episode one hundred and fifty! How was it? Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!