Chapter 3: Unusual Surprises
I want to thank everyone very much for reviewing my fan fic. I really appreciate the comments very much and I would be very happy to hear what you think of my story so far. Many of you have said my work is very funny and that you wonder what happens next. The truth is…I don't know what's next. My fingers on this computer do most of the work the moment I start writing. Although, since I love watching The Breakfast Club on Netflix, I think I will know what happens after the next scene, mostly I have to choose what elements Hey Arnold and The Breakfast Club have in common. In the movie, the characters get high and I have an element for that. I'm not gonna go through details on what they will be high from, but let's just say, since Helga has more elements from Bender it involves what she took from home. Thanks for reading my recent chapter and enjoy!
It is now 10:00 a.m., two hours since that incident with Helga and the screw that helps support the door and keeps it open. Helga has had a bit of a troubled life, and heck, why wouldn't she? Her dad is a bit of a sore loser who cares about nothing but winning. He called Arnold an orphan, and it was loud enough for even Arnold to hear him. He pays more attention to her "perfect" older sister, Olga. Of course, I don't really think she's perfect all she does during her free time is cry and whine over some stupid little crap. The only possible reason for him to pay more attention to Olga was because he sees her as a trophy.
Helga's mom is no different. All she ever does around the house is sleep and drink her smoothies. I have a bad feeling about these smoothies. She is emotionally attached to her blender and barely drinks water. She may be using that substance to block the memories of an unhappy marriage. She also has her license taken away after some odd driving. However, at one point, she was taking over her husband's job after he suffered a back injury and did an even better job than he did. She was even a better mother to Helga, but got a little overboard, even going so far as ignoring her daughter, which made her decide to quit.
Oh jeez! Not again! I was lost in all that crappy little horrid memories again and this is supposed to be a comedic! Sorry readers. Let's head back to the story.
It has been two hours since the incident, and the library is still quiet as ever. It's as if they are too afraid to even sneez, cough, or fart. Farting is especially the last thing Principle Wartz wants to hear, especially since the mooning incident from before.
However, everyone is just sitting there, struggling a little about standing still - at least most of them are – and are performing some of their boredom habbits.
Arnold is just sitting there. He leaves his chin on his palm and his elbow on the desk, maybe even daydreaming about Lila. Oh wait…he gave up on Lila just recently. He's gotta be daydreaming about something! Oh yeah! He's daydreaming about Helga's confession on the FTI building when his neighborhood was almost torn down. Heck, she even KISSED him…very hard.
However, they both agreed it was the "heat of the moment" and Helga tells Arnold that she hates him again (although he knew she was lying and was just playing along with it). While imagining that, there was a light smile on his face. Then he shrugged it off, wondering why he was thinking that in the first place.
Gerald is tipping his fingers on his desk, looking away from Phoebe. He wants to say something to her, and at the same time, he's afraid he might get in trouble for it. He was looking away because he can feel the heat on his cheeks, hinting that if she looks at him, his crush might be exposed. Although, he always thought of a way to charm her, and even acts upon it. He usually gets a good response from her, earning a little chuckle from the young girl.
What Gerald doesn't know is Phoebe's thinking the same thing and is also looking away, her cheeks visibly red. She's just sitting there, patting her right foot on the carpeted floor, which is fortunately the reason why Gerald can't hear it.
Helga, sitting behind Arnold and Gerald, is making an origami on her piece of paper, which she was supposed to use for her "punishment essay." As soon as she was finished with the origami, it was shown to have a face. It was shaped like a football, a taco, or…whatever. I'll just cut to the chase; it was Arnold's face. As soon as she looked at it, her frown turned back into a smile, placing the origami with two hands on her chest closed her eyes and smiled.
After she opened her eyes, she sees Arnold and Harold giving her an odd look. Instinctively, she pounded the origami like a punching bag and her smile turned evil. They decided to turn around, thinking of course, that is just Helga being who she is. Of course, Arnold knows who she really is.
Rhonda is sitting on her desk, using her paper as a blueprint for her next fashion design. When she was finished, she looks at it as if it was her magnum opus. Soon after, her head started to itch. She started scratching it with her recently polished fingernails, and some dandruff started landing on her masterpiece. Yet, she calls "poor people" dirty. She's no different! She looks at her fingernails and is disturbed by how ruined the polish looked. She has to start all over again! Then she finds dandruff on her design, and has a disgusting look on her face. She even blew dandruff off her paper. Now she feels that detention is the worse day of her life!
Eugene is just sitting there, smiling at nothing beyond him. Humming that crappy song that makes me want to strangle him so bad! UUUGGGHHH!
Suddenly, everyone is tired. Of course, they did wake up early this morning. Everyone was slowly dozing off. Even Arnold was starting to doze off. Helga was the first to pass out. Soon after that, everyone else passes out.
30 minutes later:
Principle Wartz is still standing erectly in front of the dozing students. He is used to that, of course, but still doesn't think it was quite appropriate.
Principle Wartz: very sternly says, "Get up!"
After a few moments, there was no response. The students were probably dozed off too hard, probably having a dream.
Principle Wartz: "Who needs to go to the bathroom?" he asks in the same manner.
As soon as the question is asked, everybody raises his or her hand at the same time. After that, Arnold raises his head, sniffing something in disgust. As soon as Principle Wartz leaves with Rhonda, who is his first choice to allow in the bathroom, Arnold was ready to ask Harold something.
Arnold: sounding a bit alarmed asks, "Harold?"
Harold: still leaning his head on his arms, mumbles, "What?"
Arnold: "Why is this smell coming from you?"
Harold, alarmingly raises his head up and feels something cold and wet in his pants. OH MY GOD! THE RUMORS WERE TRUE! HE JUST PEED HIS PANTS IN THE LIBRARY WHILE SLEEPING!
Everybody except for Eugene backed away in disgust, not wanting to smell the pee that was starting to spread.
Harold: "Ah MAN! NOT AGAIN! HOW WILL I EXPLAIN THIS TO RHONDA!" Harold complains.
Eugene: Not at all embarrassed as usual, gives Harold good news, "Don't worry Harold, I have some extra pants and underwear in my bag!"
Everybody looks at Harold, their eyelids half-closed, as if they think it is too odd for someone to be getting extra clothes.
Gerald: "Uhh Eugene…why do you have extra pants and underwear?" asks Gerald.
Eugene: "Oh, I do that every day because I get blood on the ones I wear from falling. Here Harold!" he tosses them to Harold. "Get changed before Rhonda and Principle Wartz gets back. Also, wipe off that seat with the soap and paper towels by the door over there." He points at the door that Helga stole the screw from.
Harold: seemingly for the first time ever, says, "Thanks Eugene!"
15 minutes later:
Everyone has used the bathroom. Harold, however, pretended to use the bathroom to make Wartz think that nothing went wrong in the library. He's thirteen and is still wetting himself. He even had his bar mitzvah! He's supposed to be a man by now! What a baby!
Okay, so everyone is no longer sitting on their seats, now confident enough that Wartz wouldn't catch them in action, and they would be able to hear him coming if he were walking in the halls. He dances and hums in there anyway so of course they would hear him coming. Arnold was talking to Gerald; Harold is talking with Eugene, apologizing about the threat he made and thanking him again for giving him the extra shorts.
Helga is sitting directly on Rhonda's desk, talking to Phoebe and Rhonda.
Helga: "So Phoebe, what brings you here?" asked Helga, quite surprised that Phoebe was here in the first place. Of course, Phoebe does not get in trouble often, and is quite embarrassed about her position.
Phoebe: nervously says, "Well, it's not simple to explain…you see…I was in the hall and then…"
Rhonda: "Oh give her a break! She's probably here because it's hard to see her pants."
Phoebe" in the same manner, says, "Yeah…that's what it was. They just didn't think I was wearing any pants because my sweater was too big."
Gerald: who heard that, says," So THAT'S what it is!"
Phoebe: cheeks now red, replies "Y-Yeah. I'm sorry to disappoint you for knowing I wasn't being a troublemaker."
Gerald: "Well, that incident…I think that makes you a bad girl." Gerald replies flirtatiously.
Phoebe cheeks felt even hotter, and chuckled at the comment. Of course that was predictable. Helga then looks at Rhonda.
Helga: "So, what did you get in trouble for, princess?" she asked suspiciously, quite happy to see Rhonda in her misery.
Rhonda's face was a bit embarrassed, and Helga raised an eyebrow in response, noticing quite well that Rhonda doesn't have the guts to tell her. Just then, some whistling was heard in the halls. Although, the whistling was getting closer to the library, the students didn't think it was Wartz. They sat in their seats anyway to make themselves secure.
As soon as the door opens, a man enters the library. The top of his head is mostly a bald spot, but around the spot is blond hair. He is wearing a blue, janitor's uniform with the name Robert written on the badge on his chest. What he brought with him was a mop and the mop holder.
The students seem to know him, and are also surprised to see him as well. The question is why is he working as a Janitor on a Saturday?
Mr. Simmons: "Hey kids!" he shouts nicely.
Arnold: "Mr. Simmons? Why are you working as a janitor?" asks Arnold politely.
Mr. Simmons: in his friendly, flamboyant manner, "Oh, well I work here on weekends to give the other janitors weekend off. That's what makes my job a very special one! And by the way, call me Robert since I'm not your teacher today."
Helga: "Mr. Simm…Robert, can I ask you a question? How does one become a janitor?" asks Helga.
Mr. Simmons: "Why? You want to become one?" asks Mr. Simmons.
Helga: responds, "No, I just want to know how one becomes one." She points a finger at Rhonda. "Rhonda here has quite the taste for the clothing style for janitors!"
Rhonda looks at Helga with disgust, seeming as though she was about to say something. Maybe something like You have quite the style out of their league, Helga, but Mr. Simmons intervenes before Rhonda can say anything.
Mr. Simmons: "Oh, I see!" he chuckles. Then he says, "You think being a janitor is just some minimum wage nightmare, huh? Well, you don't know what's coming from them. We don't just clean the floors or scrub the objects in the toilets, but we listen to your conversations, hear your secrets, and even have the keys to your lockers. I am the eyes and ears of this school."
Helga seemed to be alarmed by this reply. She has a picture of Arnold's head taped in it and placed it on the face of a muscular man in his underwear. Not only that, but there is something in her locker that she was curious to try, but she might not try it if Mr. Simmons throws it away.
Mr. Simmons: "Well, have a great day everyone!" he says cheerfully, walking out the door, he turns his head and says, "Oh, and that clock is thirty minutes fast."
Everyone started to complain about the clock. Even I'm impatient! Now I have to make this story even longer! Well, please be ready for my next chapter.
To be continued…
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