Hey hey hey! 13 reviews and counting with the fanfic! I'm in a good mood, despite my current sickness (my brother leaving the window open ALL FRICKIN' NIGHT) but I'm still going to update this story. This chapter is going to be short, but hopefully, I'll update soon. Thanks for all your reviews and author/story alerts! Happy belated Easter! You guys are probably waiting for the next story, but I want to write a few more chapters before I type & post.

PS: Anything In brackets [ ] are real versions of any real companies or trademark which I DO NOT OWN.

Disclaimer: I do not own HEY ARNOLD! Or any of the characters, yada yada yada… {Forgot to put it up before, heh, heh. Wonder what happens if i don't? Well, don't want to figure THAT out}

Arnold checked his pocket watch. 8:15, it read. Gerald should be here already, he thought as Gerald speed walked towards him.

"Sorry I'm late. I just stopped to get something to eat for later."

"What exactly did you get?"

"Creature [Monster] energy drinks, Frays [Lays] potato chips, Run kin [Dunkin] donuts, and a bunch of other stuff."

"Great, now is there something we can eat that isn't junk or won't keep us awake all night?" Arnold said in a semi-disapproving stare.

"Man, where's your sense of fun? You're acting like this is a school night and not the start of a five-day vacation!"

"I would still like something at least relatively healthy to eat!"

"Of course, I wouldn't expect anything less from the guy who drinks cucumber water."

"I drink it cause it's healthy, unlike…" Arnold started smelling something. "Huh, I could have sworn I smelled something like chicken."

Gerald quickly turned away from him and started whistling.

" Gerald, don't tell me you bought chicken from AFC {A/N: I'm black, so this is not racist. AFC = African Fried Chicken, and is a parody of KFC. What? I couldn't think of anything better!}"

"I didn't. I bought chicken at Crop eye's, [Popeye's] , popcorn chicken in a 12 oz container for $2!"

"Gerald…"

"Oh fine. Sudda expected this from a guy who once drank cucumber water…"

" I told you, because it's healthy!"

"Whatever you say. My mom got… ugh… Crodue [Produe] popcorn chicken, which I hate. Want it?"

"Of course!", Arnold said, popping a few in his mouth. He gave Gerald a smile.

Gerald turned away and rolled his eyes. This is gonna be a long night, he thought.

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