Note: Some people think Patty and Harold are a cute couple, and some people think Rhonda and Harold are a cute couple. Personally, I love both, but this particular songfic is based upon the growing relationship between Harold and (Big) Patty. I've heard this song a million times, but it struck me the one-millionth time –- this song fits Harold perfectly! ^_^ So voila!
Falling For the First Time (Songfic)
I'm so cool, too bad I'm a loser
I'm so smart, too bad I can't
get anything figured out
Harold Berman walked down the street with a permanent large toothy grin. He was headed for Mr. Green's shop, to buy some food for his dinner that night, with his friend Patty.
I'm so brave, too bad I'm a baby
I'm so fly, that's probably why
it
Feels just like I'm falling for
the first time
"Hello Mr. Green," Harold said, opening the door to his shop. The bell on the door dinged through the shop.
"Hello Harold," Mr. Green said in his low husky voice, with a smile.
"I'd like to buy a really big chicken please," Harold said, "because I'm having dinner with my friend Patty, tonight."
Anyone perfect must be lying,
anything easy has its cost
Anyone plain can be lovely, anyone
loved can be lost
What if I lost my direction?
What if I lost sense of time?
"You're having dinner with your friend, Patty?" Mr. Green asked, "sounds more like date to me," he observed.
Harold blushed faintly. "No…no way!" he objected strongly, "anyway, could I please have that chicken I asked for, five minutes ago?"
Mr. Green smiled knowingly. "Okay Harold, just give me one minute." He went to the back of the shop to grab the largest chicken he had.
What if I nursed this infection?
Maybe the worst is behind
It feels just like I'm falling
for the first time
It feels just like I'm falling
for the first time
Mr. Green reappeared with a large chicken. He smiled at Harold's large grin. "That comes to six dollars, evenly, Mr. Berman," he said.
Harold smiled at Mr. Green's reference as 'Mr. Berman' as he pulled out a ten-dollar bill.
Mr. Green handed him his change, and Harold shoved it in his left pant pocket.
I'm so chill, no wonder it's freezing
I'm so still, I just can't keep
my fingers out of anything
Harold grabbed the chicken, and put it under his right arm. "Thanks, Mr. Green!" he called over his shoulder as the bell over the door rang through the shop, signalling Harold had left.
Mr. Green smiled at the closed door; Harold had just left from. "Have a nice date with Patty," he said to himself, and then chuckled heartily before washing some steaks, and packaging them up.
I'm so thrilled to finally be
failing
I'm so done, turn me over cause
it
Feels just like I'm falling for
the first time
The sky was painted dark shades of reds, pinks and purples. Evening was dawning, and Harold was walking towards Patty's house with a large smile.
He rang the doorbell to her house. After a minute or so, the door opened to reveal Patty wearing a light blue blouse, and a navy blue skirt. Her hair was put up into a ponytail. She smiled nervously.
Harold blinked. "Patty? Is that you?" he asked densely.
Patty nodded shyly. "Yes, Harold," she said.
"Wow," Harold took her appearance into consideration; "you look great!" he complimented with a smile. She smiled back.
"Thank you, Harold," she said in her usual monotonous way, considering Harold's sweet compliment. "You don't look too bad yourself," she added with a smile.
Anything plain can be lovely,
anything loved can be lost
Maybe I lost my direction, what
if our love is the cost?
Anyone perfect must be lying;
anything easy has its cost
Harold blinked, and then looked down at his outfit, to notice it was his usual light blue jacket, light blue shorts, and small white tee shirt. The only difference, was he was carrying a basket with a blanket and some food in it. "I'm sorry Patty," he said quickly. "I forget to get changed," he said disappointedly. "I was going to get dressed up all fancily –" Harold started sadly, when Patty grabbed his wrist and closed her front door behind her.
"It's alright, Harold," she said with a quick smile, as they walked down the street.
They were walking towards the park, so they could have their dinner when they noticed Helga and Arnold on the street, lying down.
"Are you guys okay?" Harold asked. "Or were you so tired you decided to fall asleep on the street?" he asked densely.
Helga rolled her eyes pathetically at him, as Patty chuckled at Harold's stupid remark.
"For your information, pink boy," Helga said, sitting up on the ground beside Arnold. "Football-head here," she jabbed her thumb towards Arnold, "ran into me," she said, glancing at him. "By the way – where's the fire?" she asked him sarcastically.
Arnold shook his head and ignored
Helga, and looked up at Harold and Patty from the ground. "What are you
guys doing up so late?" he asked them.
Anyone plain can be lovely; anyone
loved can be lost
What if I lost my direction?
What if I lost sense of time?
"We're having dinner," Harold said.
"Dinner? Together?" Helga asked with a coy smile. "Is it a date?"
Harold and Patty coloured lightly. "No," Harold frowned. "Just a friendly dinner together."
"Yeah," Patty nodded. "Anyway, before the night is over, we better go have our dinner," she said, grabbing Harold's wrist and walking with him to the park.
"Bye!" Arnold called after them. Helga and Arnold both tried to get up at the same time, and Helga accidentally placed her hand on top of Arnold's.
They both glanced at each other quickly, wide-eyed, and then turned away to hide their growing blush. Helga stood up quickly, and shook off the blush.
"Next time, watch it Arnoldo," she scowled, stomping away. Arnold watched her stomp off, and shook his head.
"Women," he said in defeat, with his eyes half closed.
What if I nursed this infection?
Maybe the worst is behind
It feels just like I'm falling
for the first time
It feels just like I'm falling
for the first time
Harold and Patty finally reached the park. Harold sat down the basket, and Patty shivered lightly.
"Do you want the blanket?" he asked her, pulling out the warm dark red blanket.
Patty nodded. "Thanks Harold," she said thoughtfully as Harold wrapped the warm blanket around her.
"Here you go, Patty," he said, handing her a piece of chicken, and a can of orange pop. She smiled. "Thanks, Harold."
Harold got under the blanket too, that was already wrapped around a sitting Patty, as he yanked off some of his chicken, and ate it.
"Good food," he said between mouthfuls.
"Yep," Patty nodded, taking a bite of her chicken and sipping her orange pop.
Harold opened his mouth to take another bite of his chicken, when Patty kissed him gently on the cheek.
Harold blushed, and put his right hand up where she had kissed him. He turned to her. "What was that for?"
She smiled. "For this dinner, for brining me here, and for being a great friend."
Harold nodded, and smiled. He then quickly kissed her.
She smiled, and flushed faintly. She turned to him, as if to ask him why he kissed her.
"That was for making me feel like I'm falling for the first time," he said, with a smile, before taking a sip of his orange pop. Patty smiled.
It feels just like I'm falling for the first time…
(The camera pans out from Harold and Patty, and pans up to the darkened picturesque sky, as a lone star twinkles triumphantly).
FIN
Note: Short and sweet, if ya ask me. Actually, I had a lot of fun writing this. I've never written a Harold x Patty fic – it was a blast! Lol, and yeah, I couldn't make it a fic without a hint of Arnold x Helga! ^_^ Anyway, please don't hesitate to review, and tell me whatcha think!
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Satokasu Suki