The Hey Arnold! Fantasy Adventure Epic [COMPLETED]

Chapter 12 - Epilogue

When Wolfgang was defeated, the spell that was cast on King Big Bob was immediately broken, and his stone form melted away back to flesh and blood.

Later on that day, a celebration was held in honour of the brave heroes that had rescued the Beeper Kingdom from the clutches of the tyrannical Warlock.

Arnold, Gerald, and Phoebe stood facing the throne in the royal court, as Helga stood beside her father Big Bob at the throne. A line of sentrymen appeared and played a regal tune to address their presence.

A lone jester, who stood not too far from the king and princess, continued to play an extended solo on a kazoo he somehow acquired. Annoyed, Helga silenced the jester with a single backhanded fist to the face.

"The Beeper Kingdom thanks you for your bravery and wisdom, Alfred," said the Beeper King. "You really saved my hide back there."

"Uh...it's Arnold, actually...." Corrected the football-headed hero.

"Thanks to you, the Warlock is no longer free to roam these lands, and my daughter Olga has now returned to me."

"It's Helga, DAD," whispered Helga harshly, jutting him in the side with her elbow.

Big Bob threw his hands up in exasperation. "For crying out loud, I've been encased in stone for the better part of a month, can you cut me some slack? Jeez Lousie...!" he exclaimed. "Anywho, as a token of my gratitude, yadda-yadda – look you know the drill. Just don't spend it all in one place, alright?"

A group of servants appeared in the royal court carrying large amounts of gold which they casually dropped on the floor in front of the heroes. Gerald's eyes nearly bugged out at the sight of the gold and became giddy with excitement. Arnold smiled, but then his mood was tempered when she saw the disappointed look on Helga's face.

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Later that night, in the private quarters reserved for the heroes, Gerald invited Phoebe to look at the moon on his balcony, and that's when he decided to really lay on the charm.

"You know, a smart girl like you shouldn't waste her talents sticking around here. You could join us, and travel the world. Personally, I think you and I would make a pretty good team.

Phoebe giggled then smiled wryly at Gerald. "Oh really?"

"Sure!" responded Gerald. "With your gift of alchemy, and my gift of song, there's not telling where it could take us. I even got a name for our traveling troupe: Alchemy in Motion!"

Phoebe laughed again and moved in closer to Gerald. "Well, don't you just think of everything?" And under the soft moonlight, the two finally kissed.

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Arnold, however, was actually absent from his room. He sought out the living quarters of Helga and visited her late in the night. When Helga opened the door to receive him, she seemed less than impressed.

"Well, this is rather unbecoming, football-head," quipped Helga drily. "You do know, as heir to the throne, I can authorize to have your head lopped off for being here?"

Arnold said nothing, and entered Helga's room without waiting for a invitation. He paced back and forth on her plush fur rug until he paused long enough to look her dead in the eyes. "Come with us."

Helga was nonplussed. "What?"

"Come on, Helga – you said it yourself. This place isn't for you. You feel like you don't belong here? Well, I don't feel like I belong...ANYWHERE. You were the Messiah, and I was the Peacekeeper. Now that our roles are done, what's the next step? What do we do now?"

Flustered, Helga folded her arms and looked away. "I dunno. I hadn't thought that far ahead."

"Come with us," repeated Arnold. "What have you got to lose?"

Arnold outstretched his hand to Helga. Helga looked at Arnold's hand, then back at Arnold, then smiled as she took his hand into her own.

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"Helga!" roared Big Bob from his throne the following day. "Helga!! Where is that blasted girl?"

The jester was the only other occupant of the throne room. He approached King Big Bob, bowed, then handed him a letter.

"Uh....here...." wheezed the jester.

Big Bob snatched the letter from the jester and hastily read it. "What?!" he started. "She's left again?! Oh, for cripes sake--!"

"Relax, Daddy," came an ethereal voice. "Helga's in a much better place now...."

Big Bob's jaw dropped as he slowly rose from his throne. "Olga....is that you?"

Indeed, a beautiful blonde woman suddenly appeared in the courtroom and made her way to the throne. "Hello Papa – did you miss me?"

"Olga, you've come home!" Big Bob wrapped the Lady of Perfection tightly in an embrace. "I thought I'd never see you again!"

"My role in all this is done, Daddy," said Olga softly, patting her father's back. "But now, your other daughter's journey is just beginning. You must let her go and experience the world. Her fate is to carve a path that not even I can foresee."

"Well, ok..." muttered Big Bob. "If you say so....so, does this mean there's a chance your mother might return as well?"

"Of course, silly Daddy!" chimed Olga sweetly. "You just have to complete a few trials first?"

"Trials?" said Big Bob, confused.

Olga snapped her fingers and a large white scroll appeared that unraveled and took up the entire space of the throne room, even knocking the wheezing jester off his feet.

"Good luck, Daddy," said the Lady of Perfection in her saccharine-sweet voice.

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Arnold, Helga, Gerald, and Phoebe were all on horses, overlooking the Beeper Kingdom as it was almost gone from the horizon.

Arnold looked at Helga. "Where to now?"

Helga grinned. "We go where the story takes us. Now it's our turn to spin the tale."

They both kissed while on horseback and the four heroes descended down the hill, into new territory, creating a brand new adventure.

THE END

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"And so that's the story," concluded Gerald. "What did you think?"

"Oh, I loved it!" said Timberly, hopping up and down on the seat of her bed. "Tell me another one!"

"Sure, why not?" smiled Gerald as he rustled her head. "Okay, settle in, because now I'm going to tell you a story of greatest superhero that ever lived. It's called, "The Legend of Pop Daddy".

THE END (For real, this time!)