A/N: Hi peoples! I'm back for more 'What if' fun! Before I get started, I want to thank my readership. Though I don't have a huge following, a following is a following no matter the size so thank you all for reading my stories and faving/following/commenting and stuff! I hope you have enjoyed what I have written so far! I also really appreciate you all for bearing with my 'turtle-slow' speed in terms of my story updates. Unfortunately, I'm going to need you to keep it up, especially for this story! I'm publishing this earlier than I anticipated I would and it just happened that way. This means that I don't have as many ideas as I would've liked.

What I got planned for your reading enjoyment is going to be longer than my previous work. By the way, I know I said at the end of "After the Fight" that my next fic would be a one-shot. Don't worry. That's still in the works but I was finished with the first chapter of this fic already so here ya go! The 'What if' question I had in my mind while writing this was a little similar to other fics I've read on the subject but it's a little backwards.

The question is simple: "What if the chalk writing and heart Helga made on the wall in 'Arnold and Lila' was changed somehow to suddenly be telling the truth (at least according to that time in the series)?"

I know that I'm probably confusing some people…especially Stinky!

Stinky: I don't get it! What's Livyloozer going on about?

Me: Calm down, Stink-o. Sit back, relax, and wait. I'm about to tell ya.

Stinky: But I still don't get it!

Me: Oh can it, would ya?! I'm getting to it! Here, have some lemon pudding. Maybe that'll shut ya up!

*Lemon pudding suddenly appears. Livyloozer gives it to Stinky.*

Stinky: Oh boy! Lemon pudding!

Hahahahaha. By the way, I'm not sure if Stinky and the rest of the P.S. 118 gang that are not quite considered to be major characters but too much to be minor either (at least in my opinion) are going to be in this fic. The chances are that they probably are but I haven't decided if I'm including everyone or whatever. This whole thing is a huge work in progress.

Oh yeah, I have to do this don't I? Ugg…ok fine….

"HEY ARNOLD!" IS NOT MINE. I WROTE THE STORY BASED ON THE AWESOME SHOW BUT THE CHARACTERS ARE FROM THE SHOW AND ARE NOT MY CREATION. DON'T SUE ME. AIN'T NOBODY GOT TIME FOR THAT!

IN THE VERY BEGINNING I DO USE SOME OF THE DIALOGUE BUT ONLY FOR THE PURPOSES OF THIS CHAPTER TO HELP GET THE BALL ROLLING. THAT'S NOT MINE EITHER SO CALM DOWN!

UPDATE: BY THE WAY, I RECENTLY MADE COVER ART FOR THIS FIC AND THE ORIGINAL PICTURE CAME FROM THE SHOW SO I DON'T OWN THAT EITHER!

The Wall Knows All

Chapter 1 – For All to See

"Call me mad but I dare. I dare!"

"With this chalk and no witnesses in sight, I will write the words upon this wall that would bear my soul, expressing all I hope, I dream, I pine and I pray was true forever and today" She then turned and began to write on the brick wall, saying out loud what she was writing

"Arnold…Loves…Helga…" She then finished with a heart around the words and an arrow that started at one end and finished at the other side of the heart, as if it was going right through it.

"There!" She declared as she was praising her handiwork but her dreamy thoughts were suddenly interrupted. She heard a few sets of footsteps grow higher in intensity, though she only heard one voice. That seemed odd to Helga at first but then she quickly registered the voice and realized that its occupant was none other than Rhonda Wellington Lloyd, the self-acclaimed fashion guru and the biggest gossip of P.S. 118's fourth grade. Helga would have rolled her eyes and made some snide remark in her head like, 'Oh of course it's only Rhonda's voice I hear. She doesn't let anyone else get a word in edgewise!', but she didn't have time to do any of that. Helga knew she had to get out of there and fast but first, she had to get rid of any sign of her greatest desire, which was written plainly on the wall behind her.

Turning back to the wall, Helga hurriedly wiped the writing off with her hand, but in her haste left the heart intact. Then she threw down the chalk and bolted down the alley before anyone could see her. She rushed out of there so quickly that she did not even notice the strange figure lurking in the shadows, who then suddenly came out of the darkness as soon as she ran off in the opposite direction.

With their plan in mind, this new person walked up to the chalk heart that used to have words written inside of it. Without much of a second thought, the strange figure picked up the discarded piece of chalk and very quickly but precisely wrote inside that heart what they knew was the truth. Once finished, they gave a quick nod in appreciation of her handiwork and then darted back into the shadows that they were originally hiding in when this whole situation began.

As the footsteps were getting closer and closer, the figure still had no regrets about what they had done. They stood firm in the belief that with those words being out in the open like that for all to see was all for own good.

A/N: Anybody have an idea who that stranger is going to be? You can tell me your guesses if you want to. I won't reveal the answer until probably the next chapter or two but you are still welcome to guess.

So that's chapter one! Hope you enjoyed it and would to see more of this! Feel free to let me know what you think! Fair warning, the next chapter will take a little while mostly because of time and inspiration constraints! As always, bear with me please!