Some of you may remember the episode of Helga's Parrot? Yes, the episode where she saw Arnold naked. I'm not writing about that ya perverts. Did you notice when Miriam asked what was with the noise Helga gave an excuse and said it was her imaginary friend? Ever wondered if she really did have one? Read this fanfic and find out what goes on when creator and creation meet up.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold. There, I said it.

Imaginary Hide-N-Seek Chapter 1: Meet Fuzz

The three-year-old was lonely to start with. She tried to make friends, but her shyness always got the better of her. Plus, she was afraid she wouldn't be nearly as popular as her big sister. Helga G. Pataki would always be a plain-Jane. Little Helga was dressed in pink overalls with a white baby-T underneath. Her pink bow rested droopily on top of her head and her hair up in little pigtails. On her face was no emotion at all. She didn't feel sad, but just ignored all the time lately. She looked down at her outfit. "I knew it was these clothes." She huffed to herself as she made her way downstairs. She grabbed her newly colored picture of her father to show to him. 'Dis will get daddy's attention.' She thought.

She made her way to the trophy room to find her father sitting in his chair, reading the newspaper. She didn't notice that she knocked over an empty can of purple soda on the rug. There was a little bit left inside and it drained on the floor, making a purple stain in the blue carpet.

"Look at the "pichure" I "dwew" for you, Daddy!" She beamed up at him. She climbed on his lap and literally shoved the picture in his face.

"Helga, move that thing, would ya, how am I supposed to read the newspaper if you keep pushing that silly drawing in my face, huh?" Her father pushed the drawing out of his face.

"But... but..." She pleaded.

"Now go play somewhere else" replied Big Bob as he hoisted her down off his lap. Little Helga slumped her head down and walked away, sadly. A tear released from her eyes and she wiped it away with her arm.

"Sowwy, Daddy." She whispered quietly and kept walking. Her cobalt blue eyes trailed on the carpet. She stopped when she saw a soda can on the floor and a purple stain. She gazed sadly at it and sighed. Right now she just wished someone would understand.

Suddenly, Helga felt a tap on her shoulder. She hunched one side of her unibrow in confusion. She turned around to her right and saw nothing there. Then she turned around again, this time to her left and she gasped in shock.

Standing before her was a thing that had large and observing, eyes (Like Helga's) that were yellow-shot with pink pupils. Above his eyes was a big, caterpillar eyebrow that came from one person only. He was purple all over and hairy. His fur was silky in texture and touch. It swayed whenever he moved. He had a tail that was a tuff similar to a grizzly bear's. He had muscles and looked to be the same size as Bob except with a flatter belly and protruding bellybutton. The creature had arms, hands and feet like a human. He had a large, G-shaped nose that resembled Helga's and an overbite with fangs sticking out of the corners of his mouth. His hair looked like Elvis Presley's hair with sideburns and it was lime-green, too. His horns were big and pointy on either side of his head. He looked down at the three-year-old and smiled.

"Hi, do you like hide-n-seek?" were the creature's first words. His smile widened and even showed off his teeth in a shy, but friendly manner. Helga noticed that his tongue was cobalt blue, which matched her eyes.

Helga gave no response as her mouth stood wide open in disbelief. The monster tried lifting up the bottom of her tiny mouth, but it dropped again in shock.

"Would you like to be friends?" He attempted again. Helga's eyes seemed to be glued to him, her whole body frozen stiff.

Still, there was no response.

"Hello?" He started waving his giant hand in front of her face with no success. He just wanted to know if she was alive.

A few seconds afterwards, Helga started moving, but swaying back and forth. She leaned forward and her eyes rolled back and everything went dark. She fell backwards with a thud on the floor. She was now lying on her back with her arms and legs spread out and her mouth still opened wide. She fainted and was unconscious.

The monster saw the display and his eyes opened in shock. "Uh-oh." He said as he hovered over Helga's body, looking down at her. "Oops, s-sorry." He breathed shyly.

It was now dark out and Helga found herself lying in her bed. She rubbed her eyes open and then rubbed her head. She didn't know what happened, but she wondered if it was all a dream. She looked around her room and locked eyes with unfamiliar ones and a smiling face beside her bed.

"You're awake!" The monster exclaimed.

"Aaaahhh!" His reaction made Little Helga scream and covered her head under the covers.

The monster back away and spread his arms in defense. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He repeated. He could tell Helga was shaking under the covers.

"It's just... I was wondering if you were okay. That fall must've hurt your head. I saw how you weren't waking up so I carried you up to your room. You sure sound cute when you sleep. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He explained. He then began to play with her pigtails, twiddling them to make a "boing" sound. He giggled.

Helga slowly lowered the covers from over her head. She observed the beast from top to bottom. Something about him made her feel happy. He looked like the creature from her storybook "Where the Wild Things Are". He didn't sound angry or mean, but polite and kind of adorable.

"What's your name?" He asked eagerly.

"H-Helga G. Pataki." The three-year-old replied shyly and still scared.

"Ohh, oh, I like that." He said as he gently took her hand into his and kissed it.

Helga giggled and smiled bit and sat up closer to the purple beast. She liked the way his hand felt. It was soft and fuzzy and the fur from his lips tickled her hand when he kissed it.

She gazed into his pink eyes and realized they were sparkling and they matched her bow. "What's your name?" She asked in return. She still had no idea where he came from. And then it hit her- the purple stain in the carpet!

The monster looked unsure. He pointed to himself. "M-My name? Well, in my world, people call me Unfinished." He confessed.

"Why do they call you that?" asked the very confused pigtailed girl.

"Because my real name would begin with the dawn, end with the moon and ravage your mind like a nightmare."

The young blonde looked frightened, but intrigued at the way that the mons- Unfinished, used words.

He continued. "By the time it would take to pronounce one letter of my true name, a trillion cosmoses would flare into existence, sinking into eternal night. In other words, the world would have ended. My friends have tried to say my name, but have not yet finished." He finished.

"Ohhhh" moaned Helga, though she still didn't understand. The name Unfinished sort of sounded like a big word to say right. Helga thought about a nickname to call him.

"How about I call you... Fuzz?" The blonde piped.

Fuzz smiled brightly at his new name. "And I'll call you... Helgie! Yaayy! Fuzzy and Helgie!" He cheered, then grabbing Helga into a tightening hug. He liked the way she felt, warm and soft. Her hair tickled his cheek and it smelled good, almost like vanilla. He then sat her back down on her bed, under the covers.

"Since you invented me, you're known as my doctor. As your creation, I vow to always be your friend and love you. My friends in Imaginary World would love to hear about you." Fuzzy promised his new creator.

Helga smiled proudly at her creation. She couldn't believe she now has an imaginary friend.

"Well, I should probably head back. It's past my bedtime." Fuzz sighed. He didn't want to go. Not just yet.

He turned around and began to walk to Helga's closet. He stopped when he felt a hand grab his. He turned back around and saw it was Helga. Her eyes were looking up at him.

"Um, Fuzzy? I-I wike hide-n-seek." Little Helga answered with a smile.

Fuzz grinned with half-lidded eyes. He actually had a friend.


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