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Harmony found herself standing in front of the State Penitentiary, and she saw Andy Hopkins with his mother. He looked as though he was blinking back tears.
'It's so sad that my cousin is in jail for thirty years,' Andy was saying, sadly. 'I mean, he had such a promising future, but then he decided to drive home drunk.'
'I understand, honey,' Mrs. Hopkins said, softly. 'That's why I'm real concerned about you. I don't want you to end up like your cousin - and waste so many years.'
'Aw, Mom, I'll be fine!' Andy insisted. 'You assume that just because I ride a Harley Davidson hovercycle, that I would end up being reckless and get into fights.'
Harmony then looked closely at her friend, and she saw that he had tattoos all over his arms. He also had a leather jacket wrapped around his waist. She could see why his mother was very concerned about him.
'What on earth happened to him?' Harmony asked, stunned. 'I mean, the Andy I would would never cover his arms up with tattoos. I guess his cousin being imprisoned must have really taken a toll on him, huh?'
'Well, there is that,' Bethany said, quietly. 'Then there is also the fact that Marty Jr had died. Remember? He was Andy's best friend, too.'
'Great Scott!' Harmony gasped. 'I guess you're right! Oh, poor Andy! He must have gotten really depressed after losing Marty. I guess I really have touched many people's lives, haven't I? I just never realized it until today.'
'Honey,' Mrs. Hopkins was saying, softly, 'I understand that you miss Marty, but life does go on. At least we live in an era where it's possible to remove tattoos. It used to be that tattoos were permanant, and you could never remove them.'
Andy then began to cry. 'I wish Marty was still alive,' Andy sobbed. 'I tried my best to save him, but the current was too fast. I miss him terribly!'
'Oh, yes, of course!' gasped Harmony. 'I was the one who suggested that we bring the life preserving kit along, in case there was an emergency.'
'I'm sorry, honey,' soothed Mrs. Hopkins, as she grabbed a handkerchief and used it to wipe her son's eyes. 'I understand that you and Marty were real close. Still, life does go on. Also, I'm sure your friend is happy up in heaven - where he will never again experience sorrow or pain. He's probably looking over you.'
'Yeah, Mom, I understand,' Andy said, sniffing. 'It's just not fair that he's dead and I'm alive, though. Life just hasn't been the same, ever since he died.'
Just then, a female police officer came outside and said, 'Okay, you may come in now - and I'll lead you over to Sean Hopkin's cell. You may visit for an hour.'
'Thanks, Officer Reese,' replied Mrs. Hopkins, as she and her son had followed Officer Reese into the building.
'Let's follow them,' suggested Bethany, as she reached for Harmony's hand.
'Yeah, sure, I guess,' replied Harmony. 'Gee, Andy sure looks so sad. I wish I could wrap my arms around him, and give him a great big hug.'
'I guess we're pretty close to Sean's cell,' Bethany said, sighing.
'Oh, no, he looks terrible!' gasped Harmony. 'All the light is gone from his eyes. All because I wasn't there to talk him out of driving home drunk. I want to live, again!'
'It's so nice to see you, Andy and Aunt Karen!' gasped Sean. 'How are you doing?'
'I'm doing all right, I guess,' Andy said, sighing. 'I really do care about you a lot.'
'It sucks being here in jail,' Sean said, sighing sadly. 'I wish someone was around to prevent me from driving drunk. I will always feel bad about injuring Dr. Brown. I understand that many in this town have regarded him as a nutcase, but he was just very underappreciated. He really has contributed a lot to our advanced way of living.'
'It's because old habits die hard, I guess,' Andy said, sighing. 'Anyway, maybe they'll let you out of jail early, for good behaviour. I mean, the guards have told us that you are one of the most agreeable people on this unit. So there is hope, you know.'
'It would be nice, Andy,' Sean said, sighing. 'I wouldn't count on it, though. Anyway, I take full responsibility for my reckless act of five years ago. I know that Dr. Brown, being the gracious person that he has, has forgiven me for the accident. I don't think his wife, Clara, will ever forgive me though. I can't blame her at all. I wouldn't be able to forgive me either, if someone I loved got injured.'
'I guess the laws are laws,' Harmony said, sighing. 'I really do admire the way he's taking full responsibility for his actions. I wish I was there to prevent this incident.'
'So are you starting to see how much of a difference you've made in people's lives?' Bethany asked, as she put her hand on Harmony's shoulder.
'Yeah, Bethany,' Harmony said, nodding, 'I can certainly see that now.'
'How would you feel about about a pizza, Sean,' asked Mrs. Hopkins.
'All right, Harmony,' Bethany said, reaching out for Harmony's hand, 'We need to head over to Leslie O'Malley's home, now.'
'Oh, you must mean Spike,' Harmony said, nodding. 'So what's up with her?'
'Oh, you'll find out,' Bethany said. 'The whole gang will be there. Come with me.'
Harmony then held Bethany's hand, as the scene around them changed.
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Harmony found herself standing in the bedroom of Spike's home.
'So what are the plans again?' Whitey was asking. 'We were going to ask Melody Brown to be part of our group, right? So what are we going to tell her?'
'We'll tell her that she can be our assistent,' Griff Tannen was saying. 'We'll tell her that, in order to join, she has to float on a hoverboard, and hang onto to the back of our car. Then we'll fly as high and fast as possible. How does that sound?'
'What a bastard!' muttered Harmony. 'He's wanting to kill Melody!'
'Do you think she'll agree to it?' Data asked, snickering.
'Well, if she doesn't,' Spike said, smiling slyly, 'then the whole school will know what a big chicken she is. I'm sure she wouldn't want that to happen.'
Harmony was horrified, as she remembered Marty Sr telling him about how he used to have that problem, back when he was in high school. She was very concerned for her sister. She hoped her sister would know not to care what others thought of her.
'Yeah, I guess she'll have no choice but to agree!' Data snickered.
'Well, in about an hour,' Griff said, smiling widely, 'it will be our big moment.'
'Hey, Bethany, we need to...' Harmony started to say. Then she realized Bethany wasn't standing next her her. Harmony nearly panicked, as she went to search for Bethany. She then finally found Bethany in the kitchen, eating an ice cream bar.
'Oh, hi, Harmony,' Bethany said, as she looked up. 'Now these people know their junk food. Would you like an ice cream bar, too?'
'Uh, sure, I guess,' Harmony said, as she grabbed an ice cream bar from Bethany's hand. 'Hey, my favourite! Chocolate chip mint ice cream covered with chocolate!'
'Hey, would you like to stop by the Holomax Theatre to catch a flick?' asked Bethany. 'We're invisible, so we can get in for free. How often can you do something like that?'
'Uh, listen, Bethany,' Harmony said, with desparation. 'We don't have time for that right now. In about an hour, my sister is going to be in big trouble. They're going to trick her into being an assistent for the gang - but they're going to kill her.'
'You have no mass, though,' Bethany protested. 'How do you expect to save her?'
'Well, you're a guardian angel, right?' pleaded Harmony. 'Can't you do something?'
'She's not even your Melody,' Bethany said, sighing. 'Why do you care so much?'
'Please tell me you're joking,' Harmony said, with disgust. 'She may not be my sister in this reality, as I don't even exist. Still, where I come from, she is my sister - and I do care the world about her. Besides, I can't stand to see anyone get hurt like that.'
'Well, okay, if you insist,' Bethany sighed. 'Here, have a popsicle. I must let you know, though, that my powers are very limited. I can't just wave a magic wand and make things happen, you know. So you want to go to your home, now?'
'Yes, please,' Harmony replied, as she sucked on an orange popsicle, 'if you can, that is! Whether she's my sister or not, I cannot let Melody get hurt.'
'All right then,' replied Bethany. 'Hold on to my hand.'