part 4
It was Wednesday, Helga and Phoebe were walking home. It was getting cloudy, Helga doubted there would be practice tonight.
'Phoebe: Oh dear, I hope it doesn't rain during our game.
'Helga: You have a game today?
'Phoebe: Yes, it's at 5, are you going to come?
'Helga: Naa... I don't want to get stuck in the rain...
A few minutes before the game, Helga had already walked to the field with an umbrella, camouflage, and binoculars. She didn't want anyone to see her, since she was there for the specific purpose of watching Arnold. She climbed the fire escape to the roof of the building and hid behind a radiator. The teams were gathering on the ground below...
'Wittenberg: all right team, this is it, our first game. Now, in spite of some early problems, 'some of you have been able to show some signs of improvement, except for you Lorenzo, 'you're position is outfield.
'Lorenzo: Well, I'm not sure if I'm even ready to play...
'Wittenberg: Just try to catch the ball when it comes to you. Remember the song Miss 'Frelia taught you?
Near the batting cages, Arnold had decided to talk to the other team's pitcher...
'Park: Gee Arnold, I never thought we'd be ever playing against each other.
'Arnold: Yeah, it sucks...
'Arnold: Yeah... We're friends no matter the outcome.
'Park: Yup, cya later Arnold.
It was in the seventh inning and the score was 11-10, Arnold's team. There were two outs and the bases were loaded. Arnold was pitching...
'Helga: Come on football-head, I know you can do it!
Arnold was covered in mud and had many scrapes and bruises. It had been raining for half the game, and he had run home three times. He spat out his gum and looked at the batter, it was Iggy. He wasn't so bad, there were two balls and two strikes. Arnold looked to Stinky and threw the ball. Iggy decided not to swing, but it hit Stinky's glove dead center.
'Wittenberg: Uh, uh... I can't believe it. This has, never happened to me before. My team won a game only on their first try! Yaaayyyy!!! I have to go home, now, tell Tish, and the boy! Yes, YESSSS!!!!
Coach Wittenberg had already left before the teams lined up for handshakes.
'Park: Great job Arnold.
'Arnold: Thanks Park.
'Park: So... You wanna play a game at Gerald's field on Saturday?
'Arnold: Yeah that would be great.
'Peapod Kid: Rhonda, I cannot believe that you stayed in the game after in started raining?
'Rhonda: Why's that such a big deal?
'Peapod Kid: Have you looked at your clothes?
'Rhonda: OH MY GOD, HOW DID I NOT NOTICE THIS!!
Helga danced with glee on the rooftop...
'Helga: Oh my Arnold, you're such a wonderful pitcher. Arnold, my little sports hero...
She suddenly heard some voices coming from the other side of the roof, she snuck over and listened...
'Voice: This is gonna be so funny. I can't wait to see the look on that little football head's 'face...
'Voice2: Why do you hate him so much?
'Voice: He's so goody, always caring about people...
'Voice2: So why would that make you hate him?
'Voice: Cause I hate people like that! Come on we have to go back to practice, I don't ' 'want another game like that...
'Voice2: Yeah, Ludwig really showed you huh...
'Voice: Shut up Edmund!!
'Helga: Oh no...
Everyone at the boarding was congratulating Arnold on his success.
'Mr. Potts: That's the way to stick it to em Arnold.
'Mr. Kokashka: Yess, Arnold. By the way, are you in need of a manager? I'll only charge 'three meals a day to start.
'Mr. Potts: Hey, I thought we both agreed to equally take part in Arnold's management.
'Mr. Kokashka: Yess.. Well, Arnold trust me, I'm the better manager, come on, only three 'meals a day, ok?
'Grandpa: Everyone, GET OUT!!! Arnold, some girl's on the phone for you, Fifi or 'something... Don't worry, I'll hold them off, just get to the phone!
As Grandpa was draining his strength trying to hold the dining room door closed, Arnold picked up the receiver.
'Arnold: Hello.
'Phoebe: Hi Arnold, its Phoebe.
'Arnold: Hey Phoebe.
'Phoebe: I have some dreadful news for you, although I am afraid I cannot reveal my 'sources. You see, I think our next practice may be in for a little attack.
'Arnold: What do you mean attack?
'Phoebe: Wolfgang and his tribe of thugs have decided to hide on the rooftop of the High 'School and pelt water balloons filled with ink down on us.
'Arnold: Oh no... Aren't they worried that Coach Wittenberg will get them in trouble?
'Phoebe: They're planning on wearing disguises...
'Arnold: Whelp, I've already come up with a plan.
'Phoebe: How did you do that in such a limited amount of time?
'Arnold: I've been doing it all my life, it's easy for me now, ok, here's what we do...
Wolfgang looked down upon the currently unanimated H.S. 118 baseball field. He, Edmund, and several others all wore completely black hoodies and sweat pants. Each wore a bandanna to cover the lower parts of their faces that the hoods wouldn't hide.
'Wolfgang: Shh... I think I hear them coming.
Coach Wittenberg got out of his van, four kids jumping out with him. It was Rhonda, Eugene, Lorenzo, and Sheena. They went on the field and started warm ups.
'Edmund: Should we pelt em now Wolfgang?
'Wolfgang: I wanna wait till Football-head gets here, where is he anyway?
'Voice: Hello Wolfgang.
The whole gang spun around to see Arnold standing alone.
'Wolfgang: I, uh, what the hell are you doing here football head?
'Arnold: Giving you a chance to surrender and come quietly.
The gang roared with laughter!!
'Wolfgang: What could you possibly do.
At that moment, Wolfgang felt a sharp sting in his side.
'Edmund: Aaack!! Its burning my skin, through my clothes!!
'Wolfgang: What the hell is this stuff!!
Stinky and Gerald were firing at them from two windows with water guns.
'Wolfgang: Don't get it in your eyes, aahhh!!
'Edmund: I'm outta here Wolfgang... Hey, where'd our balloons go?
In response, the balloons were falling on their heads, coming from Miss Frelia who was standing on a radiator.
'Frelia: Take that Edmund!
'Edmund: Sis? Uh oh, I think I'm in trouble...
'Wolfgang: Let's get outta here!!!
Unfortunately, the only way out was to climb slowly down their ladder, while still being under a hail of the burning liquid and ink filled water balloons. Some how, they got down, and disappeared.
'Arnold: Geeze, it was only lemon juice.
Dear Olga,
Things are brighter than usual here. Me and dad have been getting along fine since I signed up for baseball and he decided to coach. He might deny it, but he's definitely given me special treatment, but it's helping the team out a lot. We already won two games, due to our ingenious coaching skills. I've never felt so close to him before, he's been treating me like, well, his daughter. Anyway, hope you're having fun in the freezing cold weather, I wish you'd choose a warmer place to teach.
Love, Helga
It was Wednesday, Helga and Phoebe were walking home. It was getting cloudy, Helga doubted there would be practice tonight.
'Phoebe: Oh dear, I hope it doesn't rain during our game.
'Helga: You have a game today?
'Phoebe: Yes, it's at 5, are you going to come?
'Helga: Naa... I don't want to get stuck in the rain...
A few minutes before the game, Helga had already walked to the field with an umbrella, camouflage, and binoculars. She didn't want anyone to see her, since she was there for the specific purpose of watching Arnold. She climbed the fire escape to the roof of the building and hid behind a radiator. The teams were gathering on the ground below...
'Wittenberg: all right team, this is it, our first game. Now, in spite of some early problems, 'some of you have been able to show some signs of improvement, except for you Lorenzo, 'you're position is outfield.
'Lorenzo: Well, I'm not sure if I'm even ready to play...
'Wittenberg: Just try to catch the ball when it comes to you. Remember the song Miss 'Frelia taught you?
Near the batting cages, Arnold had decided to talk to the other team's pitcher...
'Park: Gee Arnold, I never thought we'd be ever playing against each other.
'Arnold: Yeah, it sucks...
'Arnold: Yeah... We're friends no matter the outcome.
'Park: Yup, cya later Arnold.
It was in the seventh inning and the score was 11-10, Arnold's team. There were two outs and the bases were loaded. Arnold was pitching...
'Helga: Come on football-head, I know you can do it!
Arnold was covered in mud and had many scrapes and bruises. It had been raining for half the game, and he had run home three times. He spat out his gum and looked at the batter, it was Iggy. He wasn't so bad, there were two balls and two strikes. Arnold looked to Stinky and threw the ball. Iggy decided not to swing, but it hit Stinky's glove dead center.
'Wittenberg: Uh, uh... I can't believe it. This has, never happened to me before. My team won a game only on their first try! Yaaayyyy!!! I have to go home, now, tell Tish, and the boy! Yes, YESSSS!!!!
Coach Wittenberg had already left before the teams lined up for handshakes.
'Park: Great job Arnold.
'Arnold: Thanks Park.
'Park: So... You wanna play a game at Gerald's field on Saturday?
'Arnold: Yeah that would be great.
'Peapod Kid: Rhonda, I cannot believe that you stayed in the game after in started raining?
'Rhonda: Why's that such a big deal?
'Peapod Kid: Have you looked at your clothes?
'Rhonda: OH MY GOD, HOW DID I NOT NOTICE THIS!!
Helga danced with glee on the rooftop...
'Helga: Oh my Arnold, you're such a wonderful pitcher. Arnold, my little sports hero...
She suddenly heard some voices coming from the other side of the roof, she snuck over and listened...
'Voice: This is gonna be so funny. I can't wait to see the look on that little football head's 'face...
'Voice2: Why do you hate him so much?
'Voice: He's so goody, always caring about people...
'Voice2: So why would that make you hate him?
'Voice: Cause I hate people like that! Come on we have to go back to practice, I don't ' 'want another game like that...
'Voice2: Yeah, Ludwig really showed you huh...
'Voice: Shut up Edmund!!
'Helga: Oh no...
Everyone at the boarding was congratulating Arnold on his success.
'Mr. Potts: That's the way to stick it to em Arnold.
'Mr. Kokashka: Yess, Arnold. By the way, are you in need of a manager? I'll only charge 'three meals a day to start.
'Mr. Potts: Hey, I thought we both agreed to equally take part in Arnold's management.
'Mr. Kokashka: Yess.. Well, Arnold trust me, I'm the better manager, come on, only three 'meals a day, ok?
'Grandpa: Everyone, GET OUT!!! Arnold, some girl's on the phone for you, Fifi or 'something... Don't worry, I'll hold them off, just get to the phone!
As Grandpa was draining his strength trying to hold the dining room door closed, Arnold picked up the receiver.
'Arnold: Hello.
'Phoebe: Hi Arnold, its Phoebe.
'Arnold: Hey Phoebe.
'Phoebe: I have some dreadful news for you, although I am afraid I cannot reveal my 'sources. You see, I think our next practice may be in for a little attack.
'Arnold: What do you mean attack?
'Phoebe: Wolfgang and his tribe of thugs have decided to hide on the rooftop of the High 'School and pelt water balloons filled with ink down on us.
'Arnold: Oh no... Aren't they worried that Coach Wittenberg will get them in trouble?
'Phoebe: They're planning on wearing disguises...
'Arnold: Whelp, I've already come up with a plan.
'Phoebe: How did you do that in such a limited amount of time?
'Arnold: I've been doing it all my life, it's easy for me now, ok, here's what we do...
Wolfgang looked down upon the currently unanimated H.S. 118 baseball field. He, Edmund, and several others all wore completely black hoodies and sweat pants. Each wore a bandanna to cover the lower parts of their faces that the hoods wouldn't hide.
'Wolfgang: Shh... I think I hear them coming.
Coach Wittenberg got out of his van, four kids jumping out with him. It was Rhonda, Eugene, Lorenzo, and Sheena. They went on the field and started warm ups.
'Edmund: Should we pelt em now Wolfgang?
'Wolfgang: I wanna wait till Football-head gets here, where is he anyway?
'Voice: Hello Wolfgang.
The whole gang spun around to see Arnold standing alone.
'Wolfgang: I, uh, what the hell are you doing here football head?
'Arnold: Giving you a chance to surrender and come quietly.
The gang roared with laughter!!
'Wolfgang: What could you possibly do.
At that moment, Wolfgang felt a sharp sting in his side.
'Edmund: Aaack!! Its burning my skin, through my clothes!!
'Wolfgang: What the hell is this stuff!!
Stinky and Gerald were firing at them from two windows with water guns.
'Wolfgang: Don't get it in your eyes, aahhh!!
'Edmund: I'm outta here Wolfgang... Hey, where'd our balloons go?
In response, the balloons were falling on their heads, coming from Miss Frelia who was standing on a radiator.
'Frelia: Take that Edmund!
'Edmund: Sis? Uh oh, I think I'm in trouble...
'Wolfgang: Let's get outta here!!!
Unfortunately, the only way out was to climb slowly down their ladder, while still being under a hail of the burning liquid and ink filled water balloons. Some how, they got down, and disappeared.
'Arnold: Geeze, it was only lemon juice.
Dear Olga,
Things are brighter than usual here. Me and dad have been getting along fine since I signed up for baseball and he decided to coach. He might deny it, but he's definitely given me special treatment, but it's helping the team out a lot. We already won two games, due to our ingenious coaching skills. I've never felt so close to him before, he's been treating me like, well, his daughter. Anyway, hope you're having fun in the freezing cold weather, I wish you'd choose a warmer place to teach.
Love, Helga