(A/N) Wow I'm already getting reviews that are positive after just one chapter? Aww, you guys! Thanks for the support. It means a lot. I'm also glad that some liked how I added people's thoughts during the beginning of the episode which really hard to stay in character. Hope it worked. For those who fave the story already or are coming back for more to check if it continues, you're awesome. I write when I have ideas which I do right now so it's all good. But If there are long periods of time where I don't write a chapter is because I got busy because of real life reasons or I have writers block. Hopefully neither one of those well happen.

It was finally morning. Helga opened her eyes from her sleep. She sat up and looked around. The room looked familiar she did remember what happened yesterday but she could only remember up until when she was all the playground with all the kids around her. She looked beside her to find a doll. She held it to her feeling a little less scared than she felt before. The boy that helped her get home didn't seem to be around which made her feel a bit upset. He had been so nice to her. If only she could remember his name.

Suddenly a woman came bursting into the room, which made Helga jump a bit.

"GOOD MORNING, DEAR! HOW ARE YOU FEELING?!" The woman asked very loudly.

Helga just stared at her for a second. "Well... I'm feeling a little weird but I'm not hurt that much... Who are you?" she asked.

"Oh dear..." the woman said under her breath. "Um... I'M YOUR MOM, HONEY!"

"Oh! So you're my mom. Okay, sorry, I forgot." Helga said. "Oh, and you don't have to yell, mom. I can hear you fine." Miriam smiled at her. She barely ever called her 'mom'. I was a nice change of pace even though her daughter couldn't remember anything. "Well that's good that you're feeling alright. Do you have a bump where that baseball hit your head? Apparently you caught amnesia yesterday... seems like you still have it."

Helga touched her head where she felt a bit of pain and she really felt it when her finger tips made contact. She flinched. A bump was there alright but it wasn't noticeable. Miriam continued. "Anyway, thanks to that nice little blonde boy from your class..." Helga perked up at the mention of the boy. "Now what was his name? Arthur? Archie? Arlo?" Helga then slouched. She was really hoping that her own mom would remember for her. "Well it did start with an 'A' that's for sure. Anyway, that boy walked you home and made you a little snack and helped you with your homework..." Helga started to blush hearing all the things he did for her being listed by her mom. Miriam went on gushing about how sweet the boy was. "... Oh and he even tucked you in when you fell asleep and then he waited downstairs till I got home."

"Wow... he did do all that didn't he..." Helga said timidly with a smile. She had no idea why she was feeling queasy in a good way inside after hearing all that but he did.

"Well now. I guess since you still have amnesia I should probably take you to the hospital in a little bit and ask a doctor how long it will be until your memory comes back. The boy suggested I do that if that were the case but it will be a little while till we go because your sister is driving you. Your sister got worried sick after I told her what happened when she called last night to update me about her trip. We could just walk there but she insisted she take you to the hospital saying she couldn't allow you to walk with you probably being so frail. But you seem fine to me. However I just can't say no to her." Miriam started walking to the door while Helga's eyes were wide hearing all this information all at once. "She's coming from her trip in Japan. I tell you that girl is going places! She's so great. Your father won't drive you because of work and... well the reason I can't is the reason I came home so late last night. I'm not allowed to drive right now." Helga arched her eyebrow at that last tidbit. "Well you just get some sleep while we wait for your sister to get home. She started packing her bags right when I told her so she'll probably get here in a few. Just get some sleep until then, Hon." and with that she closed the door.

Helga was then left in the silence of the room. That was a lot to process for her. She didn't even remember she even had a sister and father and her mom said all that so casually like she'd understand. That fact alone made her agitated. Now that she had some time to rest she felt a little bit better and less dazed. She slipped out of bed not being tired enough to go back to sleep. She figured she look around the room for a bit.

Apparently this was her room but she didn't recognize any of the items in it that belonged to her. Her first thought would be to check the other door in the room. She opened it and she gasped at what she saw. She saw a giant watermelon with 6 bananas sticking out behind it. There were papers on the walls with words written all over them but she couldn't remember how to read. There were many books and other things scattered on the floor as well. She looked at the giant watermelon again a little longer this time. The longer she looked at it the more it started to remind her of someone but she couldn't pin point on who.

She put her hand to her chest and there she felt something there. She dug down her dress a bit and felt something small but had some weight to it from the material. She pulled it out from under her dress. She looked at it and it was a gold thingy (A/N: Let's just say she doesn't remember what a locket is or what a heart shape is) with a picture of the boy who helped her out last night on it. She felt her heart start to flutter while looking at him but she couldn't get why.

She looked back to the giant watermelon, turned her head a tad then she looked at the picture again, then at the watermelon again, then at the picture AGAIN! She thought to herself. 'wait a min-'

Then without warning she jumped when she heard her mom call her. "HELGA! YOUR SISTER IS HERE!". She put the locket back where it was and headed down the stairs slowly and carefully still a little cautious about the stairs since the boy helped her up them last time she was on them.

(A/N) Alright how's that for originality for a first chapter? I know it's not very good and I might have made a bullshit excuse for why she asks less questions and seems to be more aware within just a night. It's not my intention to rush things it's just still kinda hard to keep up Helga's ignorance about some certain things but I tried. I hope you guys stay with me despite my messy story telling.