AN: Hiiiiiiiiii~ Okay I know it's been longer than a couple of days but my main project has been speeding up lately and I've been on fire OwO! My Beta Kade, for my main project, has been really pushing for those 15-20 some odd page chapters and I can't disappoint Kade! But I can't disappoint you all either, so I'm taking a mental health day and working on my fan fictions. Hope you guys enjoy this!
Disclaimer: I don't own it but I'm working hard with everyone on Facebook to get The Jungle Movie and The Pataki's made. SAVE THE JUNGLE MOVIE! FIGHT FOR WHATS RIGHT!
Hatching
Is this…another dream? A blonde haired boy thought as he opened his eyes. Where am I? He thought as he moved his arm and was meet with mild resistance. Wha…? And that's when he realized he was under water.
He thrashed for a minute before he realized he could breathe. He kicked his legs a little and touched the soft milky surface in front of him. What is this gunk? He thought scooping some of it away. I can hear voices…
"I just got of work, can't we clean this stuff later?" he heard a voice say distantly.
"Quit your complaining Geraldo." Another voice said as the boy knocked on the foggy surface under the gunk. There must be people out there, the boy thought curiously.
~~~~~~Outside the Cocoon~~~~~~
"Good it's all clean now!" Phoebe said happily as she wiped the lenses of her glasses.
"I'm tired~," Gerald yawned leaning on a mop handle.
"Gather around chuckle heads," Helga said pulling a bunch of tooth picks from her pocket. "Let's draw lots to see who gets the first watch."
"That's an ever so great idea Helga," Lila said sweetly as Helga rolled her eyes at the happy red head.
"Man this is stupid." Gerald said putting his mop against the wall before leaning on the cocoon. "Why don't we just crack this thing open with a hammer and call it a day?"
"Because paste for brains, the Charcoal Feather is supposed to hatch by itself. Doi!" Helga scowled.
"Plus it's against tradition," May said, "If the Feather doesn't break itself out it'll got up to be weak."
"So you're tellen me we're the equivalent to baby chicks?" Gerald deadpanned with heavy lidded eyes.
"If that's how you wanna look at sure." May replied with a yawn.
"I'm oh so sorry to interrupt but the cocoon is making ever so strange noises." Lila said with her ear pressed against the cocoon.
"What? Let me hear that!" Helga said pressing her own ear against the cocoon and hearing the sound of moving water. "Crimeny she right!"
They all heard a cracking sound and saw a small crack appear on the cocoon. Helga and Lila backed up and all the others gathered around and stared at the crack as it grew. It grew larger began releasing water.
"What the-," Helga scowled as the cocoon cracked completely opened and water flooded out.
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The blonde boy woke up on his stomach in a warm bed with white sheets. When he opened his green eyes the world was blurry. "More clouds?" he said softly, "Must still be in that strange dream." He turned his head and squeezed the pillow beside his head. He paused for a moment and then squeezed again. "What?"
The boy sat up and found he was no longer in the shirt and jeans from his dreams but instead was in a white gown. He looked around and saw a table and chairs a little ways away and long windows lined the walls.
"Where am I?" the boy said to himself. He fingered the sleeve of his long before lifting it to his nose and smelling it. Hmm. Is that vanilla?
A sharp pain struck him in his shoulder blade and he winced. What was that? He thought just as the door at the front of the room opened and a girl and a bunch of other kids walked in. Who are they?
"Good you're awake." A blonde haired girl with blue eyes said carrying a couple of plastic bags in the room. "We had to get some stuff for ya."
"You've been asleep for ever so long!" a red headed girl with green eyes said kindly.
"Lila it's only been three days." A girl with long black hair and glasses said. "However I concur that it has been a substantial amount of time between his hatching and his awakening."
"Easy Pheebs he's new. Speak simple for a while." The blonde girl smirked.
"Gotcha Helga. Simplifying!" the girl replied with a smile. "I should have stayed here so someone would be with him when he woke up."
"Well you wanted to be the Halo Bearer." A boy with brown skin and tall hair said.
"It's oh so wonderful to have a new Feather!" the red head said happily and then turned to him. "Do you need anything?"
"Oh yeah. You feel comfortable buddy." The boy asked.
"He looks a little cold. We should get him a blanket." The girl with glasses said.
"Maybe he wants some more pillows." The red headed girl suggested.
"I don't know he's probably sick of being in that dress." The boy said. "I got you some cool threads. You want to change?"
"No he's probably hungry maybe we should-," the girl with glasses said.
"WILL YOU PASTE FOR BRAINS SHUT THE HELL UP!?" the blonde girl yelled loudly with a scowl on her face. "You're smothering him! How would feel if you just woke up and a bunch of stranger start asking you questions!? Pipe down and give the kid some space!" as she spoke she dragged a chair from the table over to the bed and sat next to the boy. "One at a time or you'll have a mouth full Avengers."
She turned to the boy who flinched slightly and she smiled. "Sorry about them. They're just excited." The boy smiled back hesitantly. She's kind of scary but she seems nice. "My name is Helga and you're in my room but you can stay here for as long as you want."
"Whoa Helga G. Pataki being nice!? Hell must have frozen over." The brown skinned boy snickered.
"Keep talken Hair Boy and you'll find out real soon," she growled. The boy held up his hands in surrender and she huffed before turning back the blonde boy who was watching the exchange with interest. "Alright kid let me start from the beginning." She said pulling a white box out of her jacket pocket. "Don't mind if I smoke do ya?" the boy shook his head. "Course you don't it's my room after all!"
As she lit her cigarette the boy gazed around the room at all the kids. The girl with glasses was standing close to the brown boy in the red jersey who was grinning at him which caused him to smile weakly back. There was a girl with brown skin and really curly hair sitting in a chair at the end of the bed who gazed at him with tired dark brown eyes. The red headed girl with bright green eyes beamed at him happily while she sat at the end of his bed.
"Okay kid listen up I got two questions for you and they need answering." The blonde girl said with a puff of smoke. "First, what did you dream about in the cocoon?"
"My dream?" the boy asked hesitantly.
"Yep. Your dream. You had one didn't you? While you were in the cocoon?"
"Uh." The boy said softly looking down at his hands.
Suddenly the girl reached out and touched his shoulder. He looked up to see concern in her deep blue eye. "Hey, I'm sorry. Was it scary or something?"
The boy blushed and shook his wide head. "Uh no… it's okay I was just… trying to remember." He said as she nodded. "Um. I remember falling down from somewhere really high up."
"Oh that's ever so similar to my dream!" the red headed girl said cheerily.
"Pipe down Lila and let the boy finish!" the girl snapped as the red head grinned at her sheepishly. "Alright was there anything else you remember?"
The blonde boy thought for a moment. "I think I might have saw something… but I don't remember…" he said drifting off as his mind filled with visions of clouds and rushing air.
The blonde girl nodded and then spoke again. "Alright now real quick what's the first name that come into your mine when you think 'me'."
Me? Who I am? The boy thought and the name came to him like a ball of light. "Arnold. Arnold Shortman." He replied with a wide grin.
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AN: Alright there you have it the mystery boy is Arnold! (Like you didn't know * rolls eyes at self*) Okay in the anime the Charcoal feather is supposed to be named after their dream but~~~ Rakka is not a boyish name and if I named them after their dream then it would defeat the purpose of a fan fiction.
Helga will be her usual snarky self but since she has no past memories with Arnold (i.e rain, umbrella, "I like your bow because it's pink like your pants.")there's no tension. HOWEVER she does love Arnold but not like that- yet. NOT A PAIRING FIC!
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