Chapter 1: The Assignment
It was approaching summer time, which meant Arnold and Helga's sixth grade year was coming to an end. It had been a crazy year for them, not just with being in a relationship, but having their friends find out the news as well. The longer they stayed together however, the more they began to feel they were meant to be. Arnold did a much better job of expressing his heartfelt emotions, than Helga however.
One Friday towards the end of class, the students were gathering their things to start their weekend. Helga of course was anxious for the chance to spend more time with her beloved. She had been sitting, gazing behind him in class all day with lovesick eyes.
"All right class, before I let you go, I have one last assignment for this weekend." Mr. Simmons announced, while watching the class frown at him.
"Another stupid assignment! But...but...I was supposed to go to the arcade and get four extra large pizzas this afternoon!" Harold complained.
"Harold, do you honestly believe you could finish all that yourself? If so, that is the saddest thing I have ever heard." Rhonda replied, rolling her eyes at him.
"Class please settle down. This won't be a hard project. I have with me, a dozen eggs for you to each pair up with to take care of!" Mr. Simmons said excitedly.
"Didn't we do that assignment already?" Sid asked.
"I reckon so, on account of I accidently sat on my egg." Stinky admitted.
"HA! So that means I'm not the only one who hurt the baby...Rhonda!" Harold teased, while Rhonda just sat there rolling her eyes.
"Will we be having the same partners as last time? It sounds like just oh so much fun!" Lila exclaimed.
"Yes you will. However, this time I have a list of 'special' rules I'd like you to follow that I'll be passing out for you to do with your egg this weekend. Do them all and bring the egg back unharmed on Monday" Mr. Simmons explained, while each pair looked at the sheet.
Soon after Mr. Simmons passed out the eggs to go with the instructions, the bell rang. Arnold quickly turned around to meet Helga's dreamy eyes that hadn't been taken off of him for most of the class period.
"I wonder how differently things will go this time?" he couldn't help but laugh.
As she lifted her head out of her hand to bring herself out of her fantasy land, she smirked "Pttss...I'd say it all depends on how much you're parenting skills have improved since then."
"Whatever you say Helga." he sighed, waiting for her to grab her things.
While she was getting her things together, along with keeping an eye on the egg, Gerald walked towards them and said "Well buddy, here we go again."
"Yeah, things should go more smoothly this time."
"What makes you say that?" Gerald couldn't help but ask.
"Well, we've all matured since then." Arnold replied, not wanting to say because he and Helga were closer now in front of her.
"Whatever you say Arnold."
Once Helga had gotten her things together along with the egg, she followed Arnold out the door and into the hall.
"So how boring is this weekend going to be football head?" she asked while seeing him review Mr. Simmons' instructions.
"Instead of just bringing it back to class safely, we have to write about where we took it and what all we did with it when we were there." Arnold explained.
"In other words, last time we should have written about someone else stealing it from us, making fliers to find it, waiting for a lousy phone call, and circling the park all freakin' day." she smirked.
"No one stole it from us, YOU lost it." he couldn't help but point out, knowing how mad it would make her.
"Hey! If you hadn't been yelling at me on the bus, I wouldn't have been so distracted and forgotten to grab it on the way off the bus." she scowled, pointing a finger at him.
"Should we write about this being our first argument around the egg?" Arnold laughed, while watching his girlfriend roll her eyes at him.
"Oh shut up! So, where are we taking this thing? I don't think it wants to spend all afternoon watching Miriam make smoothies. It'd be scarred/cracked for life." Helga smirked.
"This is everything we're supposed to be doing with it." Arnold showed her, as she carefully passed the egg over to him…
Egg Instructions
Paint it
Dress It Up
Read To It
Sing To It
Take It For A Walk Around The Park
Do Something Special With It
Keep A Journal Of It
"Oh brother, he actually expects us to decorate the freakin' thing? What if it hatches again?! It's first meal would be a mouth full of paint. Sheesh!" she exclaimed.
"I guess we could go back to my place to decorate it." Arnold suggested, rubbing his neck.
"Why? You got any barbie doll clothes to put on it?" she scoffed.
"No, do you?" he asked hesitantly, as she cocked her eyebrow at him.
"Uhh maybe we could call Gerald. I'm sure he wouldn't mind letting us borrow some of Timberly's." Arnold suggested, while Helga rolled her eyes.
"Perfect."