Hey Arnold Fanfic: "Halloween mystery"
* Disclaimer: ' Hey Arnold!' is not owned by me, belongs to Craig Bartlett and Nickelodeon. This story only aims to entertain readers and fans like me.
How going it? This story will not be a one-shot, perhaps a two-shot or something, in short chapters. It will include something of mystery, fun, suspense, etc. It will not be the classic love story; I want to participate to all the characters. Not clarified what age have, but calculate you, about 9 or 10 years...
I liked much, having written a history of a single chapter as it was "The birthday of Arnold"; It makes the content to be accurate, fair and perfect in argument. I hope that this also is to their liking. As always, thank you for taking the work to read, even more comment and add me to Favorites! The pleasure of knowing that like what they write is indescribable. I take this opportunity to recommend them to visit "My heart went to the jungle with you"; another one of my fics, that if has and will have many chapters. Without further ADO, here goes them! Let me know your opinion, I'll be very happy to read it!
-" October's Mistery"-
Chapter 1: "Sweet Halloween"
The Orange leaves of a mature tone flooded the streets of Hillwood. The beginning of autumn I could appreciate easily in the environment. Orange. Everything was orange! Decorated houses, squares, shopping malls, all! Typical feast day of October, where absolutely all children invading the city with its sweet enthusiasm. Rather, with his enthusiasm for sweets.
-Do not understand, Phoebe. Every year is the same stupidity. Every damn year you must have a ton of sweets, to give them a ton of children and support them with their stupid costumes. -He said the blond girl, while leaving the school with her best friend-
-Helga! Don't be boring!
-Yo, boring? Please! There are other ways to have fun and spend time, friend.
-Yes, but how much longer will celebrate Halloween? Girls will not be forever, Helga.
-Congratulations! When we are not, we can do whatever we want.
- And that would be...?
-Does not support them. Do more exciting things. Phoebe looked at her with disbelief.
-Who knows? Maybe this Halloween is different.
-Yes, how do not. -He said with annoyance-
-You do not know. Maybe you alegrarías more with a couple of sweets.
-With food I am only satisfied. I'm dying of hunger! Are we going for something to chew?
-Insurance!
The next day...
Mr. Simmons:-Hello children! Nice day! Until we start with equations, I wanted to give them an ad.
-WHAT? Do equations? Oh no, now I have a headache just to pronounce it!
Mr. Simmons:-calm down, Harold. They are not difficult, and I will help if you don't understand - answered the always happy master Simmons - what going to announce is that the school will organize a dance "Autumn"
- And "Special" - Added Helga sarcastically making quotes with fingers - they all laughed.
Mr. Simmons:-said Les... An autumn dance on Halloween...
-Well! -Children celebrated upon learning of the event to be held-
Mr. Simmons:-do not yet know how it will be, but it will surely have a slogan or theme.
Helga:-Claro, and more than the stupid candy and costumes, eh?
Mr. Simmons:-we'll see it, Mr. Wartz must tell us.
Helga:-Genial, a Mexican fiesta.
Arnold:-what good news about dancing, do not lilac?
-Oh, Yes, definitely sounds exciting, Arnold - said with her typical voice paused, the redhead -
-Arrgh! Lila! This boba. Always fluttering near Arnold! Always having a wonderful idea! Always accompanying him to much party, event or celebration exists! How hate it! - thought Helga-
Arnold:-Yes, sounds gorgeous! Go, Lila right?
Lila:-Yes, Arnold! Sounds great! You wouldn't it me for anything in the world. In addition, I love Halloween!
Arnold:-fantastic, also I.
Mr. Simmons:-Let's start! I = 18 do will be like 9 X = 18?
-What? It is a kind of Chinese, perhaps? Ahh! My head! I'm already confused me! -Screamed Harold-
-The result is 2, Mr. Simmons.
Mr. Simmons:-Okay, Phoebe! So it is! "X" we solve, divide "18 in 9", and voila! See that it was easy? - And all they put face of boredom-
At lunch...
Gerald:-what's up, old man?
Arnold:-Hi Gerald! -Make your classic greeting-
Gerald:-what do you think of dancing, friend? -Said while a pudding - served
Arnold:-will be great, Gerald! Will go really?
Gerald:-Claro, Arnie! To spend soles, eh?
Arnold:-haha, so is! I wonder if we have to dress up...
Gerald:-Yes, certainly! What we will use?
Arnold:-we will see...
-Attention students, talking about them Director Wartz, would like to announce that there will be a dance of autumn by Halloween, which are cordially invited to attend. Each teacher will tell your classroom how should help with ornamentation and how come dressed. It consist of the following: within each Hall, the couple that sweeter raise, will win $500. Obviously, they must 'earn' sweets, from House to House.
Helga:-what? How can they force us to ask for sweets? It is childish, stupid, and also do they know we didn't trap?
Mr. Wartz:-thats very simple, Ms. Pataki. They Iran with a spreadsheet in which those who give them candy, must sign that they have been delivered them.
Helga:-Aja. Yes, clear. As if people will given sweets 'under signature'. What ridiculous. -Wartz scowled-
Arnold:-come on, Helga, will be fun!
Helga:-the world's a cabezon like you, probably yes.
Harold:-Oh, Helga, she always so bitter! I bet that in your life you gave a candy on Halloween, haha.
Mr. Wartz:- but that's not all...
-What? What else is there? (Wondered all)
Mr. Wartz:-we will tell him later, meanwhile, teachers, make the drawings in the halls. Good morning.
Lila:-I wonder what will be ' that other ' that will be announced later...
Sheena:-I also, Lila...
Lila:-how cute is that dance, Sheena. Do you know who will go?
Sheena:-No, you don't even invite me. And you?
Lila:-Eh, yes I will go, but I was not even invited.
Did-did you hear that, Gerald?
-What, friend?
-Still no invite Lila. I must do it.
-Arnold, and tell you how many times: you do not agradas much. You just agradas him.
- But that may change, isn't it?
-What you say, old... - with a raised eyebrow-
-The doorbell of Miss 'perfection'. How do I hate it! And the idiot of Arnold, after her. Argh!
Riiiing! -Guys, to class!
Mr. Simmons:-good children, we will do the 'draw for couples'. I will put their names in this small bag and will choose at random.
Let's see... Gerald and...!Lila!
Sheena and Phoebe!
Lorenzo and Nadine!
Curly and Harold!
Sid and Stinky!
Helga and Arnold!
Rhonda and Eugene!
Brainy and Peapod!
-Oh for all the heavens! What can be better than that? I'll be the Arnold couple to find sweets! That's great! That's great! And I will make sure that I invited me to the Halloween dance, muejeje!
-Thought Helga-
-Oh, I see that they have already formed couples. Well, here is another part of the slogan: they will talk with their parents (each pair) and so each child to go to find sweets with the father or mother of her partner. What such, eh?
Peapod:-what? Will we not go with our partner? Thats... Terribly disconcerting.
-Yes it is, Peapod - added Rhonda-
-WHAT? I'll go with the 'prune-', and not with my beloved? What fun! What clever and challenging eres, ingrate destination. You do that my partner is Arnold, and instead,
Have to go with one of their grandparents? Go destination.
And him? And he was poor... does go with Miriam useless or unbearable Bob? Rays!
I wanted to show you the true and sentimental Helga... I guess that I will not be able. -He said to himself, with disappointment - less...
Unless you do so with the old man! Yes! It is brilliant! I'll be nice with his grandfather and he will tell Arnold as good, educated and considered girl who can be Helga G. Pataki!
- And how we will decide what of the parents? -Said Stinky-
-Yes, you must include them in this? -He said Gerald-
-Therefore, we decided that this celebration is more... How to say it... 'family' - Wartz replied-
- And 'special' - added Simmons, to the little surprise of all-
-You, children will decide it. Until then. Oh, by the way. They have ten hours to gather candy. Your teachers will give them the returns. The Saturday night is the dance, as everyone knows. Don't forget to invite your friends, kids... lol. Now yes, goodbye.
Each of the boys met with their respective partners, to determine with which of his relatives.
-So... You will be my companion, Lila...
-So it seems, Gerald. Rather, I will be your mother or father – happily smiling as always -
-Clear, clear. I think that it will be my father, fair is on vacation...
-Fantastic!
-Ehh... I guess that... You're my partner.
-Aauch! I'm fine - Eugene had slipped - Yes, Rhonda. You will go with my father, isn't it great?
-... Uh, Yes... That's great.
-Nadine, how good we are companions...
-Well, but actually do go with...?
-Ah, Yes. Of course! With my mother, because my father is business trip at this time.
-Super! I think that you will go with my uncle Earl.
-Oh, go, go, go. But what do we have here? Helga G. Pataki, and a ball head. Well, it won't be easy.
-Hello Helga, I was also surprised with the draw and I am also pleased to be your partner - ironically something annoying -
-Oh, what is this attitude that I notice it, silly? I not armé the couples! Do you actually think that I enjoy being your partner?
-Okay, Helga. I am sorry. It is that, you'd have to go with my grandparents, and I don't know if it's a good idea...
-Ah, you insinuate that I'm not a good thus influence for them, perhaps?
-No, no! It is not, it is that the grandmother... Good... She is... 'special'...
-I see, Mr Simmons young... Well, you'll have to go with Bob, so your trip won't be much more 'special'. It will be horrible.
-Why do say you?
-You will want have been my partner, in comparison with Bob. You'll see. Silly.
-Well, you'll go with my grandfather. He is... Something crazy also...
-Great! I have to go with the most insane family of the 4th grade! -Arnold raised an eyebrow - but at least I divertiré, surely no?
-Helga see us tomorrow. I will go to your House with my grandfather.
-Yes, either way. What time will you come? Do not think about being late.
-As the 17 are okay?
-Yes, for sure.
-Well.
-Well. Much look at me?
-Do not forget to use a disguise.
-Will be the best, you'll see it zopenco.
The guys came out of school, road to the bus.
-Arnie, I can't believe. It touches you with Helga G. Pataki, and me, with Lila. Things that makes random, huh?
-Yes, and worst of all is that I not responded very well to say, when I knew it.
-Why do say you?
-I tried not well Helga when we talked about.
-Old, do you bromeas? She is who mistreats all over the world. Or worry.
-Yes, but as I disculparé me with her tomorrow.
-Oh, old don't think that it is 'too much'? In addition, even things affect her. ES... Of ice... Lol!
-Gerald!
-What? If you know that it is so... Speaking of couples, want to speak well of ti to Lila's father? Hahaha.
-No, that would be embarrassing.
-It was joke, friend.
Helga to get home...
-Dad? Are you at home? Iuju...? Curse, when I need it...
-What do you, Olga?
-I'm... Ahg! It has no case. Look, Bob, the school organizes a Halloween dance, we allocated in pairs, and each couple must go to find sweets with the father or mother of her partner. You understand?
-What? What kind of stupid idea was that? Go to search sweets? N I already have five years, girl.
-As it is, Bob! The sweetest couple raise, will earn $500. What do I say?
-Mmm... I do not know. He would lose me struggles...
-Come on, dad. It is only one day... (E) you will go with the fool of Arnold.
He will basically do everything... Eh Yes! He will do everything.
-Mmmm... I agree. Does it cost me anything?
-Did not get anything?
-Well, tomorrow I will go with your little friend Alfred to find sweets. Now let me watch TV. And bring me more popcorn girl.
Home of Arnold...
-Grandfather, already arrived!
-Hello, little, how are you?
-Well, all good and you?
-I'm glad... Here, seeing my novels... you know? Amanda is cheating to Tom and he does not know and... - great, grandfather, but there is something I must advertise, it is school...
-Oh, what is?
-You'll see, they are organizing a Halloween dance, and in pairs, we should ask for sweets...
-Sounds fun! The spirit of every October sugar...!
-Yes, but each couple will go with the mother or father of your partner to collect them...
-Oh, and who you touched it?
-Helga.
-Does the of the single eyebrow? Does the unbearable father's?
-Yes, but you will go with her and I with his father...
-Oh, Holy heaven! You will have to be with that idiot, cocky and poor person of Bob Pataki, pobre de ti, little man.
-It will not so bad, grandfather... If we win, we got $500.
-You why not said it before? Now I like...!
-Grandfather! Money is not everything...
-No, is not it! But everyone like them, no? Lol! Well, I will go with your Crabby little friend, I hope you behave.
-Great! Oh, by the way! You must wear a costume...
-Arnold, will be old, but I am well aware that in Halloween costumes are used. I'm not Kembara!
-Someone said "Kembara"?!
-SPEAKING OF ROME! -Ironically Phil-
-I am Cleopatra!
-Old crazy!
-Until morning, grandfather, grandmother.
-That some rest, little man.
-Goodbye Kimba!
-What ray can I put me? Let's see. No! Trash!. And do East...? No! How is it going...? Hiiiugh! It's... it's horrible! Ray, I do not like anything of what I have. What can I use? Think, Helga... I putting the index finger on the Chin - am Mmm-!
The wardrobes of Olga, muejejeje - rubbed their hands who plot something - anyway, you will not notice.
Go! -Open the closet - this I sit very well!
* The next day...
Helga awoke suddenly. The annoying red sunlight filtered timidly by their curtains, escandilandola. -What time is it...? -While stretched... - what? Does the 09: 45? Criminal!
Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Should I have stayed asleep, what idiot! Arnold and the elderly will be here in fifteen minutes, I'm going to die! That said, I ran in to bathe.
-You look very handsome, Arnold. -He said Phil, when iban road home of Helga, in the Packard-
-Thank you, Grandpa. You don't look too bad.
-Lol, I know! This Superman disguise makes me look muscular and very handsome! -Arnold dedicated him a smile-
- And where you live your little friend, the hateful father?
-On the next Street...
-Well, here?
-Yes...
Both got out of the vehicle, and knocked the door.
-I'm coming, I going! -A somewhat annoying man shouted from inside-
-Dad, remember what talk - Whisperer a girl -
-Seee, whatever, Olga.
-I'm Helga, Pope - was heard to say, now in a more elevated tone -
To open the door... Both Phil and Arnold, almost not recognize Helga.
Dressed in sugar candy for you...
I'm going to melt in the heat of my voice,
You will take your breath away and not tell me goodbye.
I plan in my mind,
the perfect Act to hold you.
I'm going to overcome my fear,
You will now feel what I can cause when I want to.
Sugar crystals reflect the Moon,
Tears of relief show you roads,
One step closer the Frost is broken
Do not tremble of fear but... What I love.
-Yes? You must be the child, Alfred and the elder, no? -Asked Bob, without interest-
-Steely Phil, for it, the way, that Elvis, costume is a little small, don't you think?
-Arrrghh - Bob was angering-
-Dad! -Helga was trying to calm the situation-
-Hello Helga... - said a speechless Arnold -
-Hi head balloon, Hello Mr. Do much look, silly? Yes, I am.
-You can call me 'Phil', small.
-Thank you.
-Uh, no, nothing... i.e. good disguise.
-Well, enough of the ceremonies. Are where we going, boy? I hope to not have to pay anything for this.
-At all, Mr Pataki. -While it was still looking to Helga-
-Well. Until that time must we beg for sweets?
-Up to four.
-I guess, that we will make a pause for lunch, no? Bob Pataki not to think with an empty stomach...
-Yes, obviously...
-Care, Pataki, treat well my grandson. Or you will see them with me.
-Yes, Yes, Yes. It is well to Olga.
-Helga, Dad!
-We're going.
Helga wore a Turquoise dress, frilly in shades of white and pink. One of those roses, female, garish. Perfect in quantity. Hair loose, barely held in place by a headband made of flowers.
Arnold, for his part, disguised himself as doctor. I had (typical of that outfit) white jacket, red shirt pictures, and blue pants, to not vary too. It was always a child to 'classic', and this time, to its 9 years would not be the exception. On his shoulders, wearing a stethoscope, and a Briefcase (strategically, accompanying the 'look' and to load the sweets).
-Well, at 12 o'clock, we pause for lunch, then continue.
-Great.
-Great.
-Okay by me - said Bob, undeterred-
-Well, Helga, that is your name, truth?
-Uh, Yes... One minute. How what you hear?
-Hehehe, Arnold always talks about it. And this other girl... was like...? Lily?
-Helga frowns, and reacts - what? So aniquilaré, what Ray has to speak of me, out there... with how much person crossing...?
-No, hehe. He only says that you are... Special. You have a great personality... A very... Interesting.
-Ehh... Ah. Yes. Of course! Helga G. Pataki has character - hiding - and well, where go?
-I know a place where I'm sure that will give thousands of candy...
-Really?
-So, hold you! Lol! -Phil ripped his car at high speed-
-Great, I'll die in the car with the elderly, and Arnold will have to live with Bob. -Thought Helga-
-Where shall we go, Mr. Pataki?
-Do not know, child. I was hoping that you sugirieras something 'bright'.
-Well, we could explore the neighborhood.
-See, I guess.
On the descent vehicle, Arnold gave a general look to houses, to decide which door hit first. Once you have chosen...
-Leave it to me. I will do this faster and less tedious - Ring!-
-Yes, what will offer you, Lord?
-Yes, well, we finish with this. Give me sweets, woman!
-What rude. In addition, Halloween is for children. Good bye! -Pum!-closing the door in the face to Bob.
-What solidarity is the people. Arrgh!
-Maybe - with fear-if you applied conventional phrases...
-Hey, Hey, Hey Alfred! Who is the wise adult here, eh? If Bob Pataki wants to do things certain way, so they become, brat!
-Eh... Okay, it was only a suggestion...
-Well. Let's move on.
And so, Bob remained unsympathetic, anti-Halloween, anti everything. And they got sweets, only when Arnold asked for on their own. It was the worst morning the balloon head could have so far.
Meanwhile, Grandpa and Helga...
-Hey, there's time... I.e. do must not die, no? To ask for sweets, we need to live!
-Hahaha, calm small. We just got.
-What is this area?
-The area of rich people.
-Do ' rich people'? How?
-Here will give us more expensive, fine and good, sweets more quantity... Lol...
-Wow! Well thought!
-In March!
When lowering the Packard...
-Trick or sweet?
-Oh, what a beautiful girl! And who accompanies you? Superman, brilliant! Ten, many sweets for it!
– Thank you, Mrs.
-For nothing!
-That was fantastic! A single House, and already we have sweets for a week...
-Continue as well, but next time I play to me, isn't it?
It was amazing how well that was Helga with Phil; and how bad that Arnold was it going with Bob. The portfolio of Arnold (or suitcase?) remained almost empty. Bob was screaming all the time neighbors, achieving only obfuscation of these.
-Do you think if we're going by a sausage, Helga?
-Yes, I die of hunger!
When had already ordered...
- And tell me, what about you does in school? Do you get on well with my dear grandson Arnold?
-The school? Oh, well. The same old, basically. Arnold? That Cabezón? That is to say... Yes, it is... Or is... EMM... 'We tolerate us.'
It is that he is very metiche! -Exaggerating-
-Oh, lol... now I see! It is that he has that worry for everyone and everything. Even by his friends blondes who call it "Ball head".
-Yes, either way...
-You have why put in a bad mood? We have candy for 1 year, practically, je, je, je.
-What? I'm perfectly. What do you speak?
-Here comes our order...
-What luck!
The grandfather could perceive that the girl was not as it always seemed to be. At a level of 'distension', until it was very nice. A dreamy, gentle, and charismatic girl with people. Almost like Arnold. Although, not so much. Helga plan was going perfectly.
-Well, boy. Here comes my help.
-What? But if you still lack to the hour of lunch... We could harness and...
-Mira Niño, Bob needs to eat, Yes? And rest awhile of seeing so many silly costumes. Go to play, and see you in the afternoon.
-But...?
-Vanish you!
Arnold understood why Helga was as it was. Big Bob was a little educated, rude, impatient man... But, to the nth degree. He wondered what his grandfather would be passing it. It would have paid for not being 'team' with Bob...
- And tell me, did your father celebrates Halloween usually?
-My dad? Please! He only celebrated the arrival of my perfect sister Olga, when sees the struggles, or, also, when their pagers Emporium goes as he wants to.
-Then... would never have gone to ask for sweets?
-Do jokes? Bob fright to the neighbors! Everytime I tried to ask for sweets; Obviously, when girl - disguising a great maturity or adulthood - he abused neighbours, was in a bad mood all the time, and nobody gave clear, nor an empty wrapper pig...
-Oh, how sad! In our House we always celebrate all important dates, but do not do this the day that they are...
-What strange.
- But fun! -He smiled picaramente-
-I guess that Arnold had Yes ask candy as a child.
-Oh, Yes... But hey, small. What matters is that today if you ask for them! And go they give them to you...
-It is my costume is spectacular - with an air of greatness-.
-By the way, what are they?
-I am a sort of model... Do you know...
-Oh, of course! You are very beautiful. Do if you leave in your House, as well the afternoon ended?
-In agreement! -He answered an excited Helga-
Upon arriving home from the Pataki, - Bob did not even have the decency to bring Arnold in his auto - Helga and Phil found the boy sitting on stairs, with one hand on his chin, and another in his lap.
-Does Arnold? Does much that you are here?
-No. It will be like an hour...
- And Bob?
-We separated, not yet arrived...
-How strange, he always so hospitable... - said Helga -
- And well, they collected some sweets? -asked with curiosity, the grandfather-
-To tell the truth... no. -Said the boy, impassive head-Helga she noticed that Arnold was sad, or rather, frustrated...
- But still have all afternoon to reverse the fate, no? (-He tried to lift the mood Phil)
-I guess, grandfather. -Helga said nothing-
-Do go into House, chaparrito?
-Yes, I am already hungry... And Helga, when your father...? ¿O...?
-Eh... I do not know... It is time for lunch... But Miriam is not. She... It is with Olga - crossing of arms - so I guess that my lunch will be a pair of sweet, nothing more. -Phil wouldn't be surprised by loneliness to which it was accustomed the girl-
Automatically, and as it used to do so, Arnold slipped:
-Helga, do you think if you come with us for lunch?
-Yes! Fantastic idea!
-Eh... me? Do lunch with you? No, that would be a huge hassle... - leaving glistening a modesty to previously unknown - that is, go to lunch with you, Cabezón?
-Again, disguising his characteristic temper, just to not be 'completely to expose' -
-Yes, what's wrong? It is that... O... Well, stay single...
-What rays! -The grandfather looked fun - go! But stating that only by this time!
-As you say, Helga.
Thus, the three approached the Guest House. A place where many times the blonde was, never again in the exclusive company of the child head of balloon, and even less, guest also by the grandfather. Somehow, a dream that always wanted to become a reality, it happened.
-Welcome, Helga.
-Yes, Yes, Yes. I have already been before, Arnoldo. Thank you, Mr Phil. -The contrast between how headed for each -
-Surely the grandmother must have list the food.
-Hello Eleanor, cute outfit. It has come alone, or on this occasion we will have the pleasure of having dinner with the Colonel?
-Do Ah? -Helga didn't understand anything-
-Don't worry, just follow the current, is a crazy old - said Phil -
-The food is served. Today: Tacos!
-Great! -Oskar shouted excited. Oh, and you are...? Oh, Yes! But what fool I am! You have to be the girlfriend of Arnold, eh? Arnold, galan! -Both guys flushed is-
-No, I'm not his girlfriend. And neither by a million dollars it would be.
-Thank you, Helga. No, Oskar, it is not my girlfriend.
-So they say for now... Jijiji. -Receiving a rejection of both - look
-Let's Eat!
Everyone enjoyed a delicious serving of tacos with extra sauce; extra spicy; extra everything. Even the extras - confused comments from Oskar.
After the meal, some went to a NAP, others came out and only grandma was washing the dishes. Arnold joined the work, as Helga, carefully watched the fights alongside Ernie.
-What beautiful is Eleonor today, no, Colonel? -said the grandmother, picaramente-
-Yeah, I guess... Why do say you 'Eleanor'? -Before the hesitations of this, the child said 'forget it'-
At the end with the lavatory, the blond was looking for the grandfather for 'diagram' how would do the rest of the afternoon and evening, orders for sweets.
-Hey, Grandpa.
-Do Yes, Arnold?
-This Halloween was not what I expected...
-You why say it, small? For me, it was fun!
-I am glad that it has been for it. But is that... Bob Pataki... that man...! Agh! Don't let me make or ask for anything! Everything wants to do him, and has no manners with people...
-Calm down, little man. I know that it is detestable, but candy is... it doesn't matter!
-Grandfather!
-Just kidding. Arnold, just ignore! You see, I thought you aburriría me with your little friend the uniceja model, but quite the contrary! I think I prejuzgué it. She behaved excellently, and I thought that it was like his father. It HA!
-Really?
-Yes! Has treated me very well, heavens Arnold! I don't know why you say that school is so annoying. It seems a damita.
-What? Grandfather, do bromeas? She always or almost always... I do not know. Not saying that it is annoying, but... It is as if... As if it were always angry.
-It is not always.
-Please.
-She perhaps act as well with some people, and, with others not.
-I dunno...
-Perhaps it acts thus with thee, for something. -Arnold raised an eyebrow, marking unbelief —
-Well, I just hope that Bob Pataki is in a better mood after having eaten... - Having said that, the grandfather was thinking a few seconds -
-Yes, speaking of food... you know what, Arnold? I believe that these tacos from your grandmother does not have seated me very well to say. Ahhhh! -Shouted touching tummy - I think that I will be a long time in the Office, you understand me...
- But grandfather, and who will go with Helga?
-IUGHHH! I have an idea! -Jumped the old man, while she writhed in pain-
-Sees you with it, and I'll be at your place with Pataki. No one has to know it. In addition, neither was cheating!
-But...
- But nothing, Arnold! Do you prefer to go alone? Please, it hurts a lot!
-Okay, but and where are we going?
-Emm, let me think... I have it! The address of the House you anotaré in a paper.
-We will go to a House?
-Arnold, do too many questions! Yes, they will go to a house where I am sure that will give them so many sweets, that will not have to ask for even one more. They are filthy rich!
-Okay, grandfather. In addition, dancing is wing night and not we take us much more asking for candy. You'll be well?
-Oh, Yes! You don't worry, already will happen, hehe.
-I hope... Goodbye, I will go and tell Helga about the new plans...
-Good luck!
-Hey, Helga.
-What do you, ball head? I see the struggles.
-There is a small change in plans.
What you try to tell me, Arnoldo?
-The grandfather does not feel very well, and will instead go with thee.
-Oh, what evil... I hope he recovers... And you, don't be an annoying spoilers of the Halloween balloon head.
-obfuscating-
-Helga, at least by this time, try to lead us well...
-Do "try"? Please Arnold! You must recognize that you morías asking for sweets with the adorable Helga G. Pataki.
-If I take it, you will be educated, not fight we'll and we will ask for sweets in peace?
-Mmmm, maybe.
-Well. He longed to ask for sweets next to you, Helga. Let's go? - And they begin to leave the Guest House-
-Do you see it? Much better!
-Remain so nice and so beautiful, like a little bird told me, we will surely fill these bags with thousands of sweets and we'll more than good.
-Do Eh...? Ehh... what? -Helga could not finish processing that comment – Ah, Yes! You should say it to my costume. Well, to tell the truth, I hate look like. I wore this outfit only to mock me Princess Lloyd, who by the way, owes me one. Rhonda Wellington Lloyd is a parody.
-Go! It be a parody, and detest the attire, suits you very well.
- And who knew you, 'detestable' and all, I feel better than herself.
-Certainly.
-Don't you have to be friendly with me, silly. Speaking of costumes, nor with jacket and stethoscope look like medical, idiot.
-Thank you Helga.
-Today it is not the day of the innocents, genius...
-So?
-Forget it. Where do we go?
-Grandpa gave me an address of a House of people. According to the "Rich".
-I wonder how all those data knows the old man.
-Haha, really do not know. Perhaps by the grandmother.
-Criminal, Arnold! Why don't we walk a little neighborhood, before?
-Yes, I think it is good idea.
-Let 's go!
TO BE CONTINUED...
WELL, IF THEY CAME UP TO HERE, IS BECAUSE THEY READ THE ENTIRE FIRST CHAPTER, WHEREOF I EXCITED A LOT. THE ONLY THING THEM I WILL SAY IS THAT THE GUYS IRAN TO A MYSTERIOUS PLACE THAT THE WILL "TEST", WHERE THEY WILL BE QUITE AFRAID, LOL. I HOPE THEIR REVIEWS OF TRUTH! I WANT TO KNOW IF THEY TASTE! GREETINGS AND THANKS FOR READING.
PD 1: The song its called "Dressing of sugar" from Gloria Trevi. Listen, it's very nice!
PS 2: I had to upload the history, again because he had been ill and had repeated parts.
PD 3: Sorry for my poor English
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quiero hacer participar a todos los personajes.