~Okay, so I also like Hey Arnold! ^‿^~
Arnold (at the end of The Journal): Grandma! Grandpa! I found a map!
Grandpa: Well, Shortman, you definitely found something great... Too bad we don't have the money to get to San Lorenzo.
Arnold: (disappointed) But... But...
Grandpa (sad): I know. We do terribly miss your father, Miles, and your mother Stella. It's too bad we don't have the money.
Helga: I'll help you, Arnold! You deserve to have parents!
~A few lemonade stands later~
Helga: I'm gonna need more than that...
(Helga gets Principal Wartz to fund a field trip to San Lorenzo, so everyone in Mr. Simmons' class can help.)
Arnold: I can't believe it! Hey, remember when you said a Christmas angel was watching out for me, Gerald?
Gerald: What about it?
Arnold: I bet it was her. She made another miracle!
Later:
(Arnold is looking at the end of Cecile's letter. He is trying to figure out who Cecile is. He matches the last sentences handwriting with Helga's handwriting.)
Arnold: Hey! It's hers! (In a daze) It's hers... Hey! Helga was the one that wrote the little pink book, it was her locket, that parrot was hers! Oh... I get it now... That's what the whole football head thing was about!
Gerald: Is it just me, or are you IN LOVE with Helga G. Pataki?
Arnold: I think I am.
Gerald: What about Lila?
Arnold: I don't think she's right for me...
Helga: (eavesdropping on Arnold and Gerald. Does a happy dance) Yeah! Woo-hoo! Wait, am I dreaming? (Pinches herself as hard as she can)
OOOOOOWWWW!
Arnold: Helga, is that you? Are you okay?
Helga: Umm ... Yeah! I'm fine, football head! Uh... Uh... (Helga fails to say something rude to Arnold)
Arnold: You don't have to pretend anymore, Helga! I know you love me! And I won't have to explain everything if you WERE eavesdropping.
~to be continued~
