Other Possibilities
All right, I hope you enjoy this, its my second fanfic, I don't own Arnold blah blah blah.
Please R&R so I can approve my abilities as an author.
Chapter 1: Willows
Nadine: It's so beautiful in this place, isn't it Rhonda?
Rhonda: How can you enjoy activities like this?!? Its enough that Mr. Simmons dragged us out here in the middle of nowhere, now you decided to make a huge trek through the mud just to get to see a bunch of trees...
Nadine: The willows are beautiful, I come out here all the time with my parents...
The grove was not very large, making it seem even more pretty and special. Mr. Simmons had taken the class outside city limits into the surrounding woods so that they could write inspirational nature poetry.
Rhonda: Well, I will admit it is nice to look at, not very nice to walk through though.
Gerald: Will you make up your mind Arnold?
Arnold: Oaks are so huge and noble and dogwood's have such pretty flowers, how could I ever decide? Nature is so wonderful...
Gerald: Whatever brother, I'm heading in... Its almost time to take the bus back.
Arnold: Suit yourself.
It was late in May and the flowers were being replaced by the timeless shade of green. Arnold made his way through the forest till he found a perfect spot. Four willow trees seemed to surround a clearing.
Arnold(thinking): That's it, right there!
Rhonda: Sorry bub, but this place is already occupied...
Nadine was sitting the ground in the center of the clearing, focusing intently on writing her poem. Rhonda, who refused to sit down, was attempting to write standing up, and was having a difficult time at it.
Nadine: Rhonda!! He can use this spot if he wants!
Rhonda: Humph! Well, I suppose I'll just right my poem at home, I cannot stand staying here anymore, good day Arnold, Nadine!
Rhonda left and Arnold sat down next to Nadine, curious as to what she was writing.
Arnold: So how's your poem.
Nadine: Oh, I can't write, all I have is four lines...
Arnold studied the paper...
Arnold: "In the mighty forest
The willow rests her thinly branches,
Hiding from the outside world
Something that's oh quite secret..."
Nadine: See, I can't think of what should be hidden there...
Arnold: Well, its getting kind of late, come on, we can talk about it on the bus.
Nadine: Ok...
Phoebe: I still don't understand why you had to write about the swamp...
Helga: Cause I like that dark stuff... just read this.
Phoebe: "In the blackest depths of the deadly swamp
Lies something lurking, waiting
For a large meal, a gift of a foolish passerby.."
Eeewww, I don't wanna read the rest.
Helga: I know, you're scared, aren't you?
Phoebe: No.
Helga: Then I'll just read the rest, to you.
Phoebe: Ummm, no thanks.
Helga: But I insist!
"In th....
Phoebe quickly plugged her ears and jumped out of her seat. She shouted, "Not Listening, Not Listening!" till she got to the back of the bus.
Helga: I knew this was good. *Gasp* Arnold.
Arnold climbed on the bus and started moving towards the back...
Gerald: Hey I saved you a seat!
Arnold: Not today, I wanna talk to someone...
Gerald: Suit yourself...
Helga(thinking): Oh my love, I wish you would grace me with your presence. But, alas, I'm sure you're just going to sit next to Lila, your perfect little flo... HEY, he didn't sit next to her, oh my god, he's moving towards me, is this the day, please let this be the day.
Arnold walked right past a giddy Helga and sat down next to Nadine.
Helga(thinking): NADINE!! Aaahh.. probably nothing
Rhonda moved down the aisle and stared at Nadine.
Rhonda: Nadine! Why are we not sitting together?
Nadine: Cause Arnold was helping me with my poem, geeze...
Helga(thinking): Yeah, it's nothing.
Rhonda: Well, are you done yet! Arnold, you're going to have to mo...
Nadine: No, we're not gonna be "done" for awhile, you'll have to sit somewhere else...
Rhonda: *Gasp* This is the first time you've ever done this... I'm insulted!
Nadine: It was rude that you told Arnold to move in the first place, and I can sit with other people once in awhile.
Rhonda grumbled as she sat down with the only other person available, Curly.
Curly: My sweet, come, let me comfort you...
As Curly tried to put his arm around her, she took something out of her purse and sprayed it in his face.
Curly: Accckkk!!!
Rhonda: You touch me again, you get it again.
Arnold: So let me think, what could be the secret, maybe love?
Nadine: Love?
Arnold: Yeah, two people in love have to hide under the willows on a date cause they have to keep their relationship secret.
Nadine: Yeah, that's a good idea, but how to put that in poetic words...?
Arnold: This is free-form just say what comes to you..
Nadine: Um, Something that's oh quite secret
Forbidden love, hmmm, unbeknownst to their relatives...
Arnold: What's unbeknownst?
Nadine: Just another way of saying unknown, I learned it from my dad, he talks like that when he's in one of his "moods".
Arnold: Really? That's interesting.
Nadine: Let me think...
They have much freedom in the untouched forest
But no one's free from the cycle of night and day
So they must leave, but carry in their hearts
The thoughts of a future time
Arnold: That's wonderful!! Did you just think it up now?
Nadine: Every night my mom gets out some bongos and my dad reads his poetry. Sometimes I listen, guess it just rubbed off on me. Oh dear, Arnold, don't move.
Arnold: What why?
At that moment Harold jumped out from his seat near them and ran towards the front.
Harold: BEE!!! THERE'S A BEE IN ARNOLD'S HAIR, GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!!
Nadine: Arnold, hold very still.
Nadine lightly touched a spot in on his head close to the wasp. Amazingly, it climbed onto her finger without stinging. She looked at it closely, and opened the window. It immediately flew out. Everyone clapped, except for Helga, she was in the seat ahead of them and was listening intensely to the conversation.
Arnold: How did you do that?
Nadine: It's hard to explain, I had to be very soft with my finger and tilt it in just the right way for the bee to recognize it as non-threatening.
Arnold: I knew you loved insects, but I've never met anyone who could do that?
Nadine: Its a process of watching them, reading about them, and handling them. I have so many bugs at home, my parents let me keep them in the basement and I can even let some out into their botanical garden.
Arnold: You're parents have a garden in the basement?
Nadine: Well, yeah, its full of rare and exotic plants, and it smells beautiful.
Arnold: Um, Nadine.
Nadine: Yes?
Arnold: Do you think I could maybe go over your house some time?
Nadine: Of course!! Actually, no one's ever been over except Rhonda and Sheena, but not often cause they don't like the bugs. Baseball's tomorrow at nine, right? After practice I'll escort you to my house.
Arnold: Great, cya then.
The bus had pulled into the school and Rhonda and Gerald both caught up with their best friends.
Gerald: So Arnold, why'd you wanna sit with Nadine?
Arnold: I helped her with her poetry, but she's been telling me about her amazing house, I'm heading there after baseball tomorrow.
Gerald: Woah boy, slow down, haven't you heard about her parents?
Arnold: Whaaa...?
Gerald: They're supposed to be really weird hippies, or something like hippies.
Arnold: Let me guess, you heard this from...?
Gerald: Fuzzy Slippers, yup.
Rhonda: So Nadine, tomorrow, I decided we should go to the mall to pick out a new ta...
Nadine: Actually Rhonda, I invited Arnold over my house, he wants to see my bugs.
Rhonda: Yuck! So like a boy, but you're a girl Nadine, you have to get into more feminine activities.
Nadine: Maybe later...
At Arnold's House
Grandpa: My god Arnold! You go on a field trip and come back covered in mud, what kind of school is this!!
Arnold: Grandpa, I'm tired, could you please just get Grandma to wash my clothes?
Suddenly a large shriek came from the kitchen. Arnold and Grandpa ran in to see Oscar Kakashka on top of the table.
Oscar: RAT!!! KILL THE LITTLE BASTARD, HURRY!!
Grandpa: Don't use that kind of language in front of the boy!!
Oscar: JUST KILL IT, PLEASE, I BEG OF YOU.
Suddenly, Grandma ran in wearing a viking outfit, wielding an axe. Without warning, she brought it down on the rodent, slicing it in two.
Grandpa: Pookie!! How many times do I have to tell you, no pre-historic weapons in the house!
Grandma: So I thus slayed the giant rat and continued on my search for Siegfried!!
She ran outside.
Oscar: I can't believe it, how could you let rats infest the building? I'm thinking of moving.
Grandpa: You shush yourself, we've been having a real problem with rats lately, and I have no idea where they're coming from. No you can either sit there and mope or help me set up some traps.
Arnold made his way upstairs, and sat on his bed. He heard a snap from downstairs, followed by Oscar screaming and Grandpa shouting "I told you so!". He closed the door to shut out the argument that would follow and slumped down to sleep.
All right, I hope you enjoy this, its my second fanfic, I don't own Arnold blah blah blah.
Please R&R so I can approve my abilities as an author.
Chapter 1: Willows
Nadine: It's so beautiful in this place, isn't it Rhonda?
Rhonda: How can you enjoy activities like this?!? Its enough that Mr. Simmons dragged us out here in the middle of nowhere, now you decided to make a huge trek through the mud just to get to see a bunch of trees...
Nadine: The willows are beautiful, I come out here all the time with my parents...
The grove was not very large, making it seem even more pretty and special. Mr. Simmons had taken the class outside city limits into the surrounding woods so that they could write inspirational nature poetry.
Rhonda: Well, I will admit it is nice to look at, not very nice to walk through though.
Gerald: Will you make up your mind Arnold?
Arnold: Oaks are so huge and noble and dogwood's have such pretty flowers, how could I ever decide? Nature is so wonderful...
Gerald: Whatever brother, I'm heading in... Its almost time to take the bus back.
Arnold: Suit yourself.
It was late in May and the flowers were being replaced by the timeless shade of green. Arnold made his way through the forest till he found a perfect spot. Four willow trees seemed to surround a clearing.
Arnold(thinking): That's it, right there!
Rhonda: Sorry bub, but this place is already occupied...
Nadine was sitting the ground in the center of the clearing, focusing intently on writing her poem. Rhonda, who refused to sit down, was attempting to write standing up, and was having a difficult time at it.
Nadine: Rhonda!! He can use this spot if he wants!
Rhonda: Humph! Well, I suppose I'll just right my poem at home, I cannot stand staying here anymore, good day Arnold, Nadine!
Rhonda left and Arnold sat down next to Nadine, curious as to what she was writing.
Arnold: So how's your poem.
Nadine: Oh, I can't write, all I have is four lines...
Arnold studied the paper...
Arnold: "In the mighty forest
The willow rests her thinly branches,
Hiding from the outside world
Something that's oh quite secret..."
Nadine: See, I can't think of what should be hidden there...
Arnold: Well, its getting kind of late, come on, we can talk about it on the bus.
Nadine: Ok...
Phoebe: I still don't understand why you had to write about the swamp...
Helga: Cause I like that dark stuff... just read this.
Phoebe: "In the blackest depths of the deadly swamp
Lies something lurking, waiting
For a large meal, a gift of a foolish passerby.."
Eeewww, I don't wanna read the rest.
Helga: I know, you're scared, aren't you?
Phoebe: No.
Helga: Then I'll just read the rest, to you.
Phoebe: Ummm, no thanks.
Helga: But I insist!
"In th....
Phoebe quickly plugged her ears and jumped out of her seat. She shouted, "Not Listening, Not Listening!" till she got to the back of the bus.
Helga: I knew this was good. *Gasp* Arnold.
Arnold climbed on the bus and started moving towards the back...
Gerald: Hey I saved you a seat!
Arnold: Not today, I wanna talk to someone...
Gerald: Suit yourself...
Helga(thinking): Oh my love, I wish you would grace me with your presence. But, alas, I'm sure you're just going to sit next to Lila, your perfect little flo... HEY, he didn't sit next to her, oh my god, he's moving towards me, is this the day, please let this be the day.
Arnold walked right past a giddy Helga and sat down next to Nadine.
Helga(thinking): NADINE!! Aaahh.. probably nothing
Rhonda moved down the aisle and stared at Nadine.
Rhonda: Nadine! Why are we not sitting together?
Nadine: Cause Arnold was helping me with my poem, geeze...
Helga(thinking): Yeah, it's nothing.
Rhonda: Well, are you done yet! Arnold, you're going to have to mo...
Nadine: No, we're not gonna be "done" for awhile, you'll have to sit somewhere else...
Rhonda: *Gasp* This is the first time you've ever done this... I'm insulted!
Nadine: It was rude that you told Arnold to move in the first place, and I can sit with other people once in awhile.
Rhonda grumbled as she sat down with the only other person available, Curly.
Curly: My sweet, come, let me comfort you...
As Curly tried to put his arm around her, she took something out of her purse and sprayed it in his face.
Curly: Accckkk!!!
Rhonda: You touch me again, you get it again.
Arnold: So let me think, what could be the secret, maybe love?
Nadine: Love?
Arnold: Yeah, two people in love have to hide under the willows on a date cause they have to keep their relationship secret.
Nadine: Yeah, that's a good idea, but how to put that in poetic words...?
Arnold: This is free-form just say what comes to you..
Nadine: Um, Something that's oh quite secret
Forbidden love, hmmm, unbeknownst to their relatives...
Arnold: What's unbeknownst?
Nadine: Just another way of saying unknown, I learned it from my dad, he talks like that when he's in one of his "moods".
Arnold: Really? That's interesting.
Nadine: Let me think...
They have much freedom in the untouched forest
But no one's free from the cycle of night and day
So they must leave, but carry in their hearts
The thoughts of a future time
Arnold: That's wonderful!! Did you just think it up now?
Nadine: Every night my mom gets out some bongos and my dad reads his poetry. Sometimes I listen, guess it just rubbed off on me. Oh dear, Arnold, don't move.
Arnold: What why?
At that moment Harold jumped out from his seat near them and ran towards the front.
Harold: BEE!!! THERE'S A BEE IN ARNOLD'S HAIR, GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!!
Nadine: Arnold, hold very still.
Nadine lightly touched a spot in on his head close to the wasp. Amazingly, it climbed onto her finger without stinging. She looked at it closely, and opened the window. It immediately flew out. Everyone clapped, except for Helga, she was in the seat ahead of them and was listening intensely to the conversation.
Arnold: How did you do that?
Nadine: It's hard to explain, I had to be very soft with my finger and tilt it in just the right way for the bee to recognize it as non-threatening.
Arnold: I knew you loved insects, but I've never met anyone who could do that?
Nadine: Its a process of watching them, reading about them, and handling them. I have so many bugs at home, my parents let me keep them in the basement and I can even let some out into their botanical garden.
Arnold: You're parents have a garden in the basement?
Nadine: Well, yeah, its full of rare and exotic plants, and it smells beautiful.
Arnold: Um, Nadine.
Nadine: Yes?
Arnold: Do you think I could maybe go over your house some time?
Nadine: Of course!! Actually, no one's ever been over except Rhonda and Sheena, but not often cause they don't like the bugs. Baseball's tomorrow at nine, right? After practice I'll escort you to my house.
Arnold: Great, cya then.
The bus had pulled into the school and Rhonda and Gerald both caught up with their best friends.
Gerald: So Arnold, why'd you wanna sit with Nadine?
Arnold: I helped her with her poetry, but she's been telling me about her amazing house, I'm heading there after baseball tomorrow.
Gerald: Woah boy, slow down, haven't you heard about her parents?
Arnold: Whaaa...?
Gerald: They're supposed to be really weird hippies, or something like hippies.
Arnold: Let me guess, you heard this from...?
Gerald: Fuzzy Slippers, yup.
Rhonda: So Nadine, tomorrow, I decided we should go to the mall to pick out a new ta...
Nadine: Actually Rhonda, I invited Arnold over my house, he wants to see my bugs.
Rhonda: Yuck! So like a boy, but you're a girl Nadine, you have to get into more feminine activities.
Nadine: Maybe later...
At Arnold's House
Grandpa: My god Arnold! You go on a field trip and come back covered in mud, what kind of school is this!!
Arnold: Grandpa, I'm tired, could you please just get Grandma to wash my clothes?
Suddenly a large shriek came from the kitchen. Arnold and Grandpa ran in to see Oscar Kakashka on top of the table.
Oscar: RAT!!! KILL THE LITTLE BASTARD, HURRY!!
Grandpa: Don't use that kind of language in front of the boy!!
Oscar: JUST KILL IT, PLEASE, I BEG OF YOU.
Suddenly, Grandma ran in wearing a viking outfit, wielding an axe. Without warning, she brought it down on the rodent, slicing it in two.
Grandpa: Pookie!! How many times do I have to tell you, no pre-historic weapons in the house!
Grandma: So I thus slayed the giant rat and continued on my search for Siegfried!!
She ran outside.
Oscar: I can't believe it, how could you let rats infest the building? I'm thinking of moving.
Grandpa: You shush yourself, we've been having a real problem with rats lately, and I have no idea where they're coming from. No you can either sit there and mope or help me set up some traps.
Arnold made his way upstairs, and sat on his bed. He heard a snap from downstairs, followed by Oscar screaming and Grandpa shouting "I told you so!". He closed the door to shut out the argument that would follow and slumped down to sleep.