Hi guys! Sorry for not writing often, been getting writer's block :/.

RESPONSES TO REVIEWS:

Cre8tivelybankrupt87: Yea! I'm excited to write about what others think of their sudden shift in tone and personality. Also, I have something planned for Helga's closet ;).

SmoothPancakes: I'm also excited to write about them and the rooms they stay in, since rooms are considered a private space, there's plenty of secrets to be found, stay tuned!

Arnold woke up, devastated about the fact that the events of yesterday weren't just a bad dream.

"Well, I guess I should meet up with Helga." He said, "Or.. Arnold? Me?" He continued talking to himself as he went to the bathroom to brush his hair and teeth.

After taking too long figuring out which toothbrush was Helga's and resisting the urge to use the restroom in order to respect privacy, he made his way to the boarding house.

/In Arnold's Room/

HeyArnoldHeyArnoldHeyArnoldzHeyArnoldHeyArnoldHeyArnoldzHeyArnoldHeyArnoldHeyArnold

"How do I turn off this drasted thing!" Helga said, trying to shut up the potato powered alarm clock.

The door opened and in popped a familiar old man, Arnold's grandpa.

"Howdy, Shortman, your little ugly friend with the pink bow and the one eyebrow is here for ya', also you missed breakfast, but with your grandmother's cooking, that's probably a good thing."

Angered by the fact that he called her 'his ugly friend with the pink bow and the one eyebrow' she, grouchily, said, "Ok, tell hi-her she can come in."

"You good there Arnold, you sound a bit mad."

"Quick Pataki, just, talk like Arnold!."

"Uh I'm fine Arnold's- I mean Grandpa."

"Alright then, I'll get your little friend."

Helga continued desperately trying to make the alarm shut up, while Arnold made his way up the stairs and violently shut the door behind him.

"How do you make this thing shut up!?" Helga asked, fuming.

Arnold pulled a wire, making the alarm stop shouting before turning around with a terrified look in his eye.

"Helga..." Helga looked concerned at the seriousness of his tone.

He continued, "..how do we pee?"

Helga couldn't help but break out into a fit of laughter at the ridiculous sounding question.

"Helga! This is a serious question!"

"I know, I know, it's just you phrased it so dramatically that I thought it was something serious!"

"But how will we pee."

"I don't know, Arnoldo! Just don't peek I guess!" Helga said, getting her angry tone back.

"Ok-Ok." Arnold said, calming down from his initial shock.

"Is that the only thing you came here for?"

"Well, no, we also need to practice acting like eachother, and brainstorm ways to get back to normal."

"Whoop-de-doo." Helga said as she plopped down back onto Arnold's bed.

"That's what I'm talking about, you can't do stuff like that if you're going to be me."

"Wow, ok let me be you." Helga got up and got into an effeminate position, stretching her arms down with her clasped hands. "Come on guys, let's all get along! Being mean is bad! My name's Arnold and I'm such a perfect goodie-two-shoes!"

"Hey, cut it out!"

"I made my own alarm clock and I always get good grades!" She continued mocking, "Lila is such a pretty girl. I solve everyone's problems!"

"That's enough, Helga!"

"Hey, I'm acting more like you than you are of me."

"Oh yea? Watch." Arnold got into a threatening pose. "Say that one more time and you'll have to meet Ol' Betsy right here!"

"You realize this was meant to be mockery, right?" Helga said, unimpressed.

"What do you mean?"

"That was the perfect persona, keep that up, tone it up and down as nessacary."

"Wait, you mean, I actually did good?"

"Yeesh, learn to take a compliment, Football-head."

"Hey! You can't call me that since you're the one with the football-head, Football-head."

"Whatever!"

The two continued talking, discussing techniques on how to act like eachother, walk like eachother, and most importantly, where to go and what to do as eachother. For the most part, they can stay together and keep the secret easily, the hard part is school, they really need to figure out how to get back to normal.

"So how exactly are we gonna get back in our own bodies, these noodle arms just aren't my style." Helga said after a while.

"Well, my first guess would be to just do what got us switched to begin with."

"Alright."

The two walked to the battery and shocked themselves with the cables.

"Did it work?" Arnold said while rubbing his eyes.

"No." Helga said, apathetically. "Well I'm out of ideas."

"Look, why don't we watch a bunch of body switching movies tonight and, I don't know, maybe take techniques from those?" Arnold said, optimistically.

"Oh yea, fiction! That'll definitely help us!" Helga said, sarcastically.

"Come on, it's worth a try."

"Fine, I'll meet you at my...your...Pataki household at 5:00, Bob and Miriam should be gone by then."

"Alright, see you then."

"You said that like I was leaving."

"Oh, right."

Thanks for reading! I wanted this chapter to be longer, but there's more to come I promise! Reviews are appreciated~

-fif.