There is no way you'll get me to confess that I don't own Hey Arnold, no possible way. Oh no, not that .... NOOOO! Okkay.... uncle... I... I don't own Hey Arnold!
That's Weird Part 7
Arnold shut the front door and headed to his room to finish some homework for the weekend. Though it hard to fully concentrate on what he'd been assigned he somehow managed to complete it. Luckily, he finished the work just in time for dinner. He didn't eat much, for the most part he was oblivious to what was going on around him, everything, including Mr. Kokoshka stealing the remains of his meal, seemed to rush past him. When he excused himself from the table and headed to his room, his grandparents' hearts went out to him. Of course, they wanted to help, but they knew if he wanted to talk, he'd come to them.
Arnold didn't feel like doing anything tonight, so he decided to do the next best thing. Sleeeep. Tonight sleep didn't come easy. He tossed and turned for a good our before, he started to drift off. Deeper and deeper he fell into sleep, until finally he slipped into a peaceful dream world. Arnold's dreaming eyes opened and welcomed the sights around him....
~/~/Why do dream sequences open with harp music and fuzzy surroundings on TV.~/~/
~/~/I know you all are wondering, and it's true Al DOES have a song about a dream.~/~/
~/~/Dream sequence. Please hold all questions till the end of the lecture, thank you.~/~/
This place was all too familiar, as a matter of fact this DREAM was all too familiar. He was in a small clearing completely surrounded by trees. The trees were packed in so tightly they almost made a solid wall around him. Arnold saw a small opening through one side, and quickly walked over to it. Now, he was standing in front of a long forest passage way, and up ahead was a figure. Although he couldn't see a face, there was no mistaking her flowing red hair. She was, of course, Lila.
It was then he could hear her call: "Come to me... I am the one for you... I am..." Arnold heard something inside of him whisper 'say her name'. He refused and broke into a run down the pathway.
Arnold started having this dream ever since he started dating her his sophomore year.
It came once each year. This would be his third attempt to make it to the end. He never made it through before, because every time he said 'Lila' the path would close up and he couldn't escape. The first time the dream appeared, he shouted her name almost immediately. That time he didn't even make it half way. The second time, he said her name just as he neared the end, and trees shot up from no where in front of him.
Here he was again, running as fast as he possibly could. Her volume never changed, as he ran closer and closer. The voice inside of him, on the other hand, increased the closer he came. By the time he reached the last thirty yards, the voice was almost to screaming point. He leaped over the entryway. He stopped to catch his breath and let the pounding in his ears die down. He did it. He made it through without saying a word.
Lila was before him. She was standing on a rock with a small smile on her face. She wore a plain white gown, and her hair was down. She gave one last call, and with each word slowly faded away.
"Come to me... I am the one for you..." Once she said that much, she was gone and all Arnold heard was a voice. "I am..." there was no voice inside him now, instead he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned slowly unsure of who was behind him.
The sight that fell before him was almost more than could handle. Arnold was sure he was looking at the face of a angel. Her ocean blue eyes were brighter than stars. Her golden hair was so radiant, Arnold was sure the sun would cower in her presence. Her skin was so fair so perfect. She seemed so delicate, he was afraid she would crumble at the touch.
She started to speak with a voice so pure, "I am the one for you. I love you, Arnold. I am..."
"Helga," he finished. The smile that spread across her face proved that she used Crest whitestrips everyday.(A/N forget it, though I'm sorry if I ruined the mood totally).
She wrapped her arms around Arnold's neck and pulled him into passionate kiss. The kiss explained everything to him. He true feelings were now in sight. All that mattered to him was Helga. Before he knew it, she began to pull away.
"I wait for you Arnold"
"Thank you," he said, then the dream ended.
~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/Well give a big sigh and let's get on with this story~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/
Arnold woke up slowly, more rested than he had been in the last few weeks. There was no way he wanted the dream to end, though he knew reality would be more satisfying. Reaching a hand toward his lips, he could feel the wet warmness of the kiss, almost as if it were real. He got up, noticing he was still in the same clothes from yesterday.
It was Saturday, and he couldn't wait to see Gerald to tell him what happened. Arnold felt nervous about seeing Helga, but thoughts of the spectacular dream quickly comforted him. Arnold headed towards the bathroom for a shower and walked to the kitchen for breakfast. When he came to the dining room, he was greeted by all the boarders, and the smell of pancakes. He sat down and Grandpa turned to him.
"How ya doing today, Shortman"
"Much better, Grandpa, much better!"
