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"Yes!"

"Yes?"

"YES! YES! OF COURSE I'LL MARRY YOU, ARNOLD!"

Helga jumped into Arnolds arms while he spun her around in his strong arms that promised to never let her go. Helga kissed every inch of Arnolds face while repeating yes after every breath she took. Arnolds heart raced in his chest as he held the only girl that he knew he would and will spend the rest of his life with and the thought didn't scare him one bit.

Arnold slipped on the ring while Helga's eyes glowed at how beautiful it was."

"It was my grandmother's ring and…she wanted you to have it."

"But how could she know-"

"She might have been a little on the crazy side but she knew what you meant to me."

"It's… its beautiful Arnold!" Helga gave him another light but fluttering kiss on his lips.

"Helga, I-I'm just so happy you like it!" he tightly embraced her and kissed her passionately.

"That makes both of us! Oh my gosh! I'm going to be Mrs. Arnold Shortman! This is a dream come true! Oh! I have to call Pheebs!"

Helga got out her cellphone and dialed Phoebe's number while Arnold processed the good feeling of Helga being a Shortman. The light delicate music playing in the background by the hired band and the sound of the waves hitting the sand and just how starry the night was made the moment to propose to Helga on the beach mysterious and magical. Arnold knew very well that any proposal would have made her happy but he wanted it to be as perfect and as cheesy as possible for his own benefit of a clichéd proposal that he had always dreamed about.

"Hello? Gerald? Where's Phoebe? I have to tell her something! Can you get her on the line? Thanks…Hello, Phoebe? IT HAPPENED! IT FINALLY HAPPENED...well what do you think? Yes! He proposed!"

Helga jumped up and down in her place making Arnold the happier. "Ok Helga, C'mon, isn't this moment supposed to be enjoyed by only the both of us?"

"Well doi I said yes! Phoebe I got to go, Arnolds giving me the stink eye. Ok, later Phoebe, I'll talk to you soon. Ok, bye." She ended the call and jumped back into Arnolds arms, which made them fall both to the ground in each others embrace. Helga couldn't hold in the longing to touch his lips again as she fervidly kissed him.

"H-HELGA! This is a public beach a-and not to mention the band I hired is standing right there." Both heads turned to their small crowd in which all were looking around awkwardly, avoiding their gazes.

"Then let's say we continue this at my place?" Helga implied seductively.

Arnold smirked mischievously and stood both of them up on their feet. "I like how you think, Mrs. Soon to be Helga Shortman." Arnold's eyebrows went up and down and Helga giggled, grabbing his arm, then both of them walked out of the beach but not before Arnold paid the performers.

Both Arnold and Helga's arms were locked in each other's as they walked the road home to Helga's place. The night was perfect and the two couldn't have been happier but for some reason fate wanted this night to go an entirely different way.

As Arnold and Helga were crossing the street unbeknownst to them a drunk driver was driving in their direction. Arnold squinted from the lights from the car in its direction and noticed it wasn't going to slow down and thinking fast he acted.

"Helga!"

"Huh?!" Helga was pushed out of the swerving cars way as Arnolds last thoughts were of Helga and of their first date then to their first dance and their first kiss as all the amazing memories flashed before his eyes and suddenly the world went black and those memories disappeared.