The Return of Helga
" I can't believe that she's finally coming back!" Phoebe exclaimed as she and her friends waited at the airport.
After six years, Helga G. Pataki was moving back from the sun-kissed valleys of California to Brooklyn. Helga left in the fifth grade when her father's beeper company transferred them to CA. Helga had kept in touch with all her friends, though she had never visited. They waited anxiously as people got off the plane. Finally, they saw Helga. She looked the exact same as when she left. They rushed over to her. "Helga! Helga! You're back!" Phoebe cried as she hugged her. "Yeah, I guess I am," said a familiar voice behind her. Phoebe whirled around and found herself face to face with what looked like to be a human Barbie doll. Helga and long, straight, sun-kissed blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She was wearing a pink cropped halter top with a denim mini skirt. She had on matching black leather knee-high high heeled boots. "Oh my God! Helga?" Phoebe asked in surprise.
"You look amazing!" " Thanks, when I met Stacey a few years ago I became her little guinea pig and she did a make over on me. I liked it and decided to keep the look." Helga replied. "Oh, and, please don't call me Helga anymore, I prefer to be called Hallie. Helga is such a blah name."
"Well Hallie, welcome home."
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Arnold and Gerald were hanging out in Arnold's bedroom doing nothing. "So, man, what do you want to do tonight?" Gerald asked.
" I dunno, what do YOU want to do tonight?"
" I dunno, what do YOU want to do?"
"I dunno, wha... wait, don't you have a date with Phoebe tonight as usual?" Arnold asked sarcastically. "No, man, she had to pick Helga up at the airport." Gerald responded teasingly, knowing how much Arnold and Helga hate each other.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" Arnold shouted. " Oh, goodness me, I plumb forgot to tell you, didn't I?" Gerald said nonchalantly. " YOU KNEW AND DIDN'T TELL ME! HOW COULD YOU! Oh, no! if she was a jerk back then, what do you think she'll be like now?" Arnold asked sounding worried.
A/N: This is my first fic! BE KIND! REVIEW! Flames ok, I want every one's POV. New Chapter later! Peace!
" I can't believe that she's finally coming back!" Phoebe exclaimed as she and her friends waited at the airport.
After six years, Helga G. Pataki was moving back from the sun-kissed valleys of California to Brooklyn. Helga left in the fifth grade when her father's beeper company transferred them to CA. Helga had kept in touch with all her friends, though she had never visited. They waited anxiously as people got off the plane. Finally, they saw Helga. She looked the exact same as when she left. They rushed over to her. "Helga! Helga! You're back!" Phoebe cried as she hugged her. "Yeah, I guess I am," said a familiar voice behind her. Phoebe whirled around and found herself face to face with what looked like to be a human Barbie doll. Helga and long, straight, sun-kissed blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She was wearing a pink cropped halter top with a denim mini skirt. She had on matching black leather knee-high high heeled boots. "Oh my God! Helga?" Phoebe asked in surprise.
"You look amazing!" " Thanks, when I met Stacey a few years ago I became her little guinea pig and she did a make over on me. I liked it and decided to keep the look." Helga replied. "Oh, and, please don't call me Helga anymore, I prefer to be called Hallie. Helga is such a blah name."
"Well Hallie, welcome home."
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Arnold and Gerald were hanging out in Arnold's bedroom doing nothing. "So, man, what do you want to do tonight?" Gerald asked.
" I dunno, what do YOU want to do tonight?"
" I dunno, what do YOU want to do?"
"I dunno, wha... wait, don't you have a date with Phoebe tonight as usual?" Arnold asked sarcastically. "No, man, she had to pick Helga up at the airport." Gerald responded teasingly, knowing how much Arnold and Helga hate each other.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" Arnold shouted. " Oh, goodness me, I plumb forgot to tell you, didn't I?" Gerald said nonchalantly. " YOU KNEW AND DIDN'T TELL ME! HOW COULD YOU! Oh, no! if she was a jerk back then, what do you think she'll be like now?" Arnold asked sounding worried.
A/N: This is my first fic! BE KIND! REVIEW! Flames ok, I want every one's POV. New Chapter later! Peace!