I DO NOT OWN HEY ARNOLD!
HERE IS CHAPTER 2!
(updated the grammar errors lol sorry I posted this like at 1am. tbh grammar is not my strong suit)
AT THE HOSPITAL
"Arnold quit pacing you're making me nervous," Gerald says while comforting Phoebe.
"I can't Gerald. I'm really worried about her." I replied while continuing to pace back and forth.
I see Gerald get up and walked towards me, he puts his hand on my shoulder. "She's gonna be alright man, she's like the toughest girl out there."
"You're right. But Where are her parents?" I asked Phoebe, and right after I asked I hear a loud voice.
"WHERE'S MY LITTLE GIRL, OLGA " I look behind me and see Mr. Pataki storming to the receptionist desk.
"It's Helga honey." I hear Helga's mom say in a slurred tone.
"RIGHT, RIGHT, HELGA!? WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?"
and before the nurse could answer phoebe chimes in, so there will be less commotion.
"Uh Mr. Pataki, she ate a sandwich that contained strawberries which caused a severe reaction," Phoebe says quietly as she walks up to them.
"That girl isn't allergic to strawberries."
"She is Bob." Miriam chimed in.
"Why would she eat it if it had strawberries! This girl is always causing trouble, this would've never happened to Olga! WHERE'S the doctor around here!" He yells. Why does he always compare Helga to Olga every time? They are two completely different people.
"Anyone here for ?" The doctor calls out to the waiting room.
"Darn right, I'm the father. "
"Is she gonna be okay? " I asked in a desperate tone.
"Yes, she suffered from anaphylaxis, due to the allergies of strawberries. we treated her just in time however when she fainted she hit her head pretty hard. She suffered head trauma and won't wake up for at least a couple of hours. "
"Would you like the see your daughter Mr. Pataki ?"
"You said she's fine, so she's fine, call me when she's awake. I've got to go back to work. You wasted my time, you could've just told me this over the phone. I'm leaving. C'mon Miriam."
"Excuse Me? But-" replied and shocked at what the patient's dad had said.
"Are you serious? Mr. Pataki! Helga could've died today! yet you don't even care, all you care about is work! You won't even stay until she wakes up. You didn't even know she was allergic to strawberries! As a parent, you should know that. Helga is your other daughter, not just Olga, do you even know anything about her?" I yelled out. I know Helga's parents aren't the best, but to stoop this low and not visit her is crossing the line. She should be surrounded my her family!
"What makes you think you can talk to me that way Alfred!" Mr, Pataki angerly replies while walking closer to me.
"It's Arnold," I responded.
"Whatever"
"I'm starting the truth, as Helga friend, I can see why she acts the way she does at school because of the way you treat her."
"Whatever kid, I'm leaving." I watch as Helga's parents walk away, disappointed and disgusted by how they treat Helga just because she isn't Olga. No child should be considered being the least favorite.
"Anyways. would you kids want to wait in Helga room?" asked the doctor in a refiled tone.
We walked into the room and see Helga with machines and wires hooked all around her. Phoebe gasped, and Gerald and I decided to leave Phoebe alone with her for now. We waited outside the door until Phoebe wanted us to come in.
"So, Arnold why did you suddenly defend Helga like that?" asked Gerald to break the silence. I even questioned myself why I did it, but quickly gave an answer.
"I don't know. it didn't seem right for her dad to say those things. you know?"
"Mhm mhm mhm you sure about that buddy? it seemed more than that." He said with his arms crossed.
"Gerald, I haven't told you this but the day we-"
"Look I know what happened between you and Helga on the day we went to save the neighborhood. phoebe told me. " Gerald says with both hands in the air. "Just don't know why you didn't tell me first."
"I wanted to tell you but I thought it didn't mean anything, yet I kept thinking about it every day and my feelings were just all over the place. I thought about what she told me up on the tower, then the "tango" at the April fools dance. However, after today, I realized that I really like her. She could've died today, and I would've regretted not telling her how I felt."
"But its Helga! She's been bullying and being mean to you ever since!"
"I know that, but it's all just a mask. She acts all mean because of how she is treated by her parents at home. She doesn't know how to express her feelings in a nice way. I've seen her when she lets her guard down, she is a nice, caring person. You just need to get to know her, Gerald."
"Okay, whatever you say Arnold. Well its time to inside," Gerald says with a smirk while opening the door.
I hour later
"Arghhh My head.. Where am I?"
"HELGA! I'm so glad you're okay"
I see Arnold quickly getting up from his chair and running towards me to hug me. Oh, Arnold, My love, hugging me and visiting me at the hospital, Such a football head, he such a sweet guy! Wait what is happening? I quickly reacted and switched to my mean personality.
" Arnold!?... I mean. Who said you can touch me !"
"Sorry.." He blushes and quickly lets go of me.
"You're at the hospital Helga, the sandwiches you ate during lunch had strawberry jelly which triggered your allergic reaction. I'm so sorry Helga! I should've checked, none of this would've happened!"
"Don't blame yourself, Phoebe. I'm alive aren't I? and Criminey! Who does peanut butter and jelly with strawberry instead of grape!? It's like they were trying to kill me!" I say with my head in the air, then crossing my arms.
" Anyways Are my parents here" I looked up, asking Phoebe.
"No, sorry, it's just Gerald, Arnold, and I " She quietly responded and looked up to see my reaction.
"Oh... Figures. Not like they would care anyway." I say while looking down, fidgeting with my hands.
"Gerald come with me to find the doctor." Phoebe quickly says and drags Gerald out the door.
"Are you okay Helga?"
"Just peachy. Big Bob and Miriam aren't even here, so much for having great parents. Although I should've known they won't be here. I'm practically invisible. If I was dead they wouldn't even care. I bet no one will "
" Don't say that! They were here earlier.. they said some things about you that made me mad. So I kinda told off your dad" He said in a nervous tone. I can't believe he went against Big Bob! Then they left.. I'm sorry, I tried making them stay. But I care! Phoebe Cares! You scared me today! I thought you could've died! I never knew you were allergic to strawberries! I don't know what I would do if you were gone."
'I- wait I meant like at school you know. Since you always pick on me and stuff. Haha...who's gonna call me football head?"
we just sat there in silence but then he spoke again
" Listen…I keep thinking about what you said the night of the Fit building-"
"Arnold, it was just heat of the moment stuff I didn't mean it! We agreed to it!" I quickly replied
"You did mean it. I just too dense to realize. Helga..I realized the kind of person you are. I know all the good things you did to help me and the neighborhood. I find it awesome that you did those things. The truth is..I like like you too. I'm sorry I t took me long to realize your feelings and return them to you."
I sat there shocked, trying to process what he'd had just said. Did he really just say that? He actually likes like me!
"Wait wait?"
I see him coming up to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek "I like you like you Helga"
"Ahem.". Gerald walks in with a smirk on his face,
Phoebe giggles and squeals " Well it about time!"
"AH"! My face is totally red, so I instantly push Arnold causing him to fall to the ground.
"Ahh! Umm. I can explain " Arnold chuckles, blushing, putting his hand behind his head.
"Whatever you say, Romeo."
THE END! WHAT DID YOU THINK? I HOPE YOU LIKED IT! I MIGHT TO A CHRISTMAS ONESHOT! who knows?
