A/N: Halo me friendly reading peoples... mon,

*Laugh* Okay, heres Chapter 9 of "Hypnotizing Helga"... But before you commence reading... I would like to present a word I've been using since... about the fourth or fifth grade. I made it up and it's pretty long and really ridiculous. Fair warning...

The word is...

Laughinsificationalism

If your having problems reading or pronouncing that... let me space it out 4 ya...

Laugh-ins-if-ic-ation-al-ism

I told you it was a really ridiculous word... It just screams ME doesn't it?! XD

I don't know why I just told ya'll that... I just felt the need to express my renowned stupidity to you. I kinda feel like I'm in one of those confession circles.

Me: Hi, I'm SuprSingr, and I'm a stupid-word-maker-upper... addict.

All of you: Hi SuprSingr.

XD

Whatevs, I doubt any of you will ever use that word. I say it constantly. *Shakes Head at self* It means "The action of laughter/The urge to laugh/A rare laughing disease I suffer from on a regular basis" XD Seriously, forget I told you that. And just...

Read and Enjoy, fellow addicts!

Disclaimer: ME NO OWNY HEY ARNOLD! !


Hypnotizing Helga

Chapter 9

Helga stepped into the classroom and all the guys' eyes went dreamy... other than Curly who was glaring at Eugene menacingly, Stinky who was happily sitting next to Lila, and Gerald who was looking pensive with his hand on his chin.

Sid ran to the back of the room and gestured for Helga to join him, his crush not completely gone despite everything.

Helga simply rolled her eyes at him and shook her head. Harold cleared his throat, gesturing to the desk next to him with is head, Park whistled her over to him, and Eugene simply smiled optimistically at her.

She raised one half of her brow at all the attention and small glares from a few of the girls. This was different. Brainy suddenly stood and walked over to her. He smiled and breathed a raspy, "Hi..." Now THIS was odd. Hadn't she left him for the buzzards outside several minutes ago? Well... it WAS Brainy, she reasoned and shook her head. She falsely smiled at him and ushered him into the hall way. She shut the door and socked him good, then walked back in as if nothing had happened.

Arnold appeared from behind her and all the guys groaned. He smiled at her, with a hint of that lovesick glow and went over to his desk. She went to sit at her usual desk right behind him.

Mr. Simmons walked in and looked around the room. He raised an eyebrow. "Now, when I left the room, I could've sworn that there were some empty seats." He looked to Helga and Arnold. "Where you two here?"

Arnold was about to tell Mr. Simmons the truth but Helga interjected.

"Now, Mr. Simmons," She started in a sugary-sweet voice. "Why would we not be here?" She asked innocently, blinking a couple times in pretend sadness, accompanied by some fake tears.

Mr. Simmons' face softened. "Okay, Helga. I guess I can trust you. You are one of my best students." He smiled once more and walked over to his desk.

The class snickered a bit, but luckily Mr. Simmons was too distracted with getting out his lesson plan for the day to notice.

Arnold looked back at her with the same tint of love in his eyes and smiled in thanks. She smirked at him and nodded.

He turned back around and entered his usual dreamland, recalling Helga's scent, her feel, and now her taste. He unconsciously licked his lips.

Helga snickered evilly and pulled out a piece of paper to start writing down her ideas for her latest scheme. It was kinda obvious he liked her, even if it was just a crush, she was going to savor this. "Operation 'Crushing' Arnold" was going to be almost sinfully fun. She couldn't wait till English class, which was in an hour, when the first step to her evil scheme would be initiated.


The hour just flew by for the two blondes, with Arnold busy daydreaming of Helga and Helga busy planning out the steps to "Operation 'Crushing' Arnold"

Mr. Simmons smiled at the class, having just announced it being English class, or more specifically... Poetry time.

Helga grinned. If Arnold truely liked her liked her for her, then this would get him hook line and sinker. Besides, it wasn't like the class was unaware of her passion for poetry now. They already knew... so the first part to her plan wouldn't matter.

Mr. Simmons smiled once more, despite the disinterested looks from the children... minus Helga and Phoebe.

"Okay, students, would anyone like to read their very special poem aloud to the class?" He asked as he knowingly glanced at Helga.

Helga's hand shot up as expected of the teacher, and he smiled at her raised hand. "Helga, of course. Come on up."

She stood and sauntered over to the front of the class, clutching her poem nervously. She cleared her throat and spoke passionately, instantly captivating everyone... especially Arnold.

"Gorgeous eyes that glow

A soft smile that gleams

The love you want to show

Never spoken, left painfully unseen...

You try to hide

To tuck it away

But you feel you've died

When their lovely eyes look your way...

The sun reflecting off their hair

Their eyes sparkling with curiosity

The way you wish you didn't care

And yet glad that you can see...

Looking deeper into their soul

Wishing desperately they could feel the same

Knowing otherwise feels like laying on hot coals

Your body all aflame...

One day you know you'll finally snap

And scream to the world your love

You'll grab them to you and fill the gap

And feel like a fool or as free as a dove"

She finished and nervously glanced up to Mr. Simmons.

He smiled in awe. "Oh, Helga... Another masterpiece." He cooed as he wiped away tears in his eyes. The overly emotional sap. "Very special, Helga. Isn't that right class?"

The class remained quiet for one painfully long moment, before the clapping started. Phoebe gave her a big thumbs up and all the guys stared at her dreamily. Most of the girls huffed at her, while a few others simply clapped in genuine awe and appreciation. One of the guys in the back even whistled.

Helga smiled warmly at them all and gave a dramatic bow before looking over at her main objective for the day. Arnold. Her heart jumped at what she saw.

He had his head resting in his hand as he gazed at her with adoration. He had a soft, goofy smile spread across his face as his other hand unknowingly rested on the cheek she had kissed earlier. His heart was pounding hard at her words, and he could only feel himself falling deeper under her spell.

Helga went back to her seat and smiled triumphantly. Step 1... Check.

Arnold turned in his seat and stared lovingly at her. "That was really beautiful, Helga." He spoke in a soft whisper.

She smiled flirtatiously and giggled girlishly. "Thanks, Arnold."

Arnold's gaze continued for a little too long and Helga giggled again, gesturing for him to turn back around. He obeyed and started daydreaming again... as usual.

Helga smirked again. Today was going to be very fun. Even if it was just a stupid crush... which she was still squealing about... she was going to have fun with this, because she knew his crushes never lasted long. Thinking of that made her smirk drop along with her eyes. She sighed.

But she was going to savor this, none the less.


It was recess time, and quite a few guys were following Helga around. She turned and raised half of her eyebrow at them all.

"What do you want?!" She asked, very annoyed by all the attention.

They all blushed at her acknowledgment of their presence.

One brave little third grader came forward, he had soft, brown, messy hair hidden beneath a red baseball hat, and wearing a simple blue t-shirt, to match his eyes, along with some maroon, floral shorts. A cute kid. He took off his hat, shyly and took her hand, to shake it.

"Hi, I'm Vince. I was just wondering if you'd want to come get a smoothie with me after school. So... Would you?" He asked smally.

She raised one half of her brow, but then her eyes lit up in revelation. This kid had some sort of crush on her. How cute...

She was about to let him down gently... but then noticed Arnold watching the exchange. She smirked and looked back to the kid. She had planned on fulfilling step two of her plan with Sid or something... but this kid was much cuter. Perfect chance to commence part two to her evil plan.

"I'm ever so sorry, Vince, but I'm afraid I have plans after school."

His eyes turned down-cast and she noticed Arnold smile in the distance.

"But..." She continued.

The boy's eyes lit back up in hope and Arnold blinked, losing his smile.

"Maybe we could go out tomorrow... if you're still up for it." She smiled in false flirtation.

The boy smiled widely and nodded furiously. Arnold furrowed his eyes at this, wondering what she was up to. She was in love with him... wasn't she? He shook his head. Of course she was... but what if she doesn't think he likes her back... what if she's already trying to move on?! He sucked in a sharp breath and watched with wide, paranoid eyes.

Helga saw this and smiled at the young boy, and said in a voice loud enough for Arnold to hear, "You know, I do kinda have this STUPID crush on another guy, but I doubt he likes me the way I like him. So I'll give you a shot. You're really just ever so cute. I think I could learn to like you even more than that other guy!"

He perked up at the compliment and Arnold's jaw dropped.

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. He actually fainted and Helga giggled. The other guys around them huffed angrily and stalked off. Arnold on the other hand was practically shaking in jealousy. This was not boding well... NOT AT ALL!

He began stomping over to them but stopped abruptly as Helga knelt down to try and help him up. The boy managed to get up and smiled at Helga with dreamy eyes. Her hair was still down, and she seemed to glow, and her eyes were sparkling in amusement. Arnold nearly lost himself in the sight, before realizing it was all casted in that stupid third grader's direction.

He snarled and stomped his foot. Just then, Gerald walked over to Arnold and took his shoulders in his hands. Arnold looked at him in irritation. He really needed to get over there and set that kid straight. Gerald noticed the anger in his eyes and raised an eyebrow. He saw Arnold glance at something so he followed his eyes and came to see a little third grader holding Helga's hand and talking about something. Helga was smiling, although her eyes portrayed boredom. Arnold didn't seem to notice her lack of interest and glared menacingly at he boy.

Gerald sighed. "Arnold, I think it's pretty clear you've got something goin' on with Helga."

That did it. His eyes snapped back to his, startled by his remark. He blinked a couple times and shrugged Gerald's hands off his shoulders.

Arnold looked back to the boy and Helga as immense jealousy flashed across his face. He huffed.

"I don't know what you mean, Gerald. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go explain to that kid that Helga is NOT interested in him and then tell Helga that she is NOT interested in him." He began towards them, but Gerald stopped him by grabbing his arm. He growled briefly before turning around.

Gerald raised an eyebrow at him, his eyes clearly expressing that "oh-please" look as they were half-lidded. Arnold sighed heavily before gesturing him to the swings not too far away. Gerald shrugged and went over to take a seat. Arnold followed.

Once they were both sitting on the swings, Gerald looked to Arnold. "Well...?"

Arnold looked up to him and sighed again. "I'm in love with her." He stated bluntly.

Gerald nearly choked on NOTHING from his proclamation. He was in love.....? With HELGA?! Okay, this was undoubtedly a "Say what?!" moment.

"Say what?!" Gerald yelled.

Arnold panicked at his outburst and shushed him harshly. "Keep it down, Gerald! I don't want everyone to know just yet. But... yeah, I'm in love with her, okay? That's why I kissed her in the dumpster, and why I was spending so much time with her before, it was because I was trying to sort out my feelings for her. You know Deep Voice? Yeah, that was Helga. When I found out, I demanded for her to tell me why she did it... and she sorta told me it was because she... was... in love with me. So I was hanging with her alot trying to figure out if I felt the same... because honestly, I didn't have a clue. I had never really thought of her like that. But the more I started getting to know her, the more I began to genuinely like her. I mean, I always cared deeply for her... even when she was being mean to me. But I don't think I loved her... or at least knew I loved her. But I know now... I really do love her, Gerald. She's so passionate about everything, she's very kind when she wants to be, her smile always makes me smile, her simple laugh gives me joy, her sense of adventure is astounding. The way her golden hair dances in the breeze and how the sun makes it shine. How her eyes are always sparkling... whether it's in happiness or mischief, and how they're like the bluest blue I've ever seen. How beautiful her poetry is. She's so... amazing." He ended dreamily as he stared off at Helga, failing to notice the much shorter child still chatting it up with her.

Gerald sat gawking at Arnold. Okay, maybe he did love her. But..... WOA! He had seen how Arnold acted when he was crushing on someone. But it was usually because of how "pretty" they were. Indeed, he had expressed his physical attraction to Helga... but he had also listed off some of her personality traits he adored. This was kinda new. He could tell he genuinely DID love her... but still. HELGA?! HELGA G. PATAKI?! Yes, he knew Helga had been acting much more tolerable lately... but she was still so... Helga-ish and Arnold was so... Arnold-ish. And what was this about Helga being Deep Voice?! Was it even possible for Helga to do something THAT selfless?! She always seemed more like a.... "Every Helga for Herself!" type person. And she LOVED HIM?! That was very, very, VERY new! Okay, so maybe he did kinda suspect it. But he was afraid to say anything because he knew Arnold was very dense and would just wave it off and tell him he was insane. So maybe that wasn't SUCH a surprise. But he didn't want to dwell on that right now. Right now he was dealing with an extremely lovesick Arnold, and he had to do something.

Arnold sat there with his head resting in his hands, staring at Helga adoringly. The lovesick glow practically radiating off of him. It made Gerald want to go hug a thousand kitty cats, and barf up his breakfast both at the same time. It was a weird feeling. Arnold didn't seem like he had much control over himself in this state. He wasn't even acknowledging the world around him at all, so much so that when a baseball came flying over head from Sid who had just whacked it with his bat, Arnold didn't even see it as it plowed down onto his oblong head... effectively knocking him off the swing and onto the ground.

Gerald gasped and quickly knelt down beside him. "Arnold! Arnold, buddy! Are you alright?!"

Arnold simply groaned in response. "What hit me?"

Gerald couldn't resist. "Cupid's arrow, man. Cupid's arrow." He snickered slightly and Arnold opened his eyes slightly to glare at him, before shutting them again in pain.

Helga came rushing over to his aid, a bit panicky. She knelt down and touched his head lightly. "Arnold! Are you okay?!"

Arnold opened his eyes again and muttered absent-mindedly. "I am now, Angel." His eyes were dreamy as he stared up at her.

Helga's eyes widened at his comment and she blushed profusely. "Oh... Arnold, I'm far from an angel! Now sit up." She said, still blushing as she helped him sit up. He was still looking at her with a goofy smile, as her arms were around him, helping him to sit up. Gerald noticed that he was still in his lovesick daze and panicked for his friend. It was kinda obvious he didn't want Helga to know just yet. So he inconspicuously pinched Arnold's arm, which made him yelp at the unexpected pain.

Arnold blinked a few times, now out of his daze, noticing Helga's arms around him. He smiled knowing that this meant she was away from that other stupidboy. He looked up at Helga as he struggled to stand up. "Thanks for the help, Helga. It was very sweet of you."

Helga panicked, his eyes were starting to get that glow to them again. She had to get out of here before he started kissing up her arm again or something. Plus she wasn't finished with part two of her evil scheme yet.

"Uh... yeah, sure, Arnold. No problem. I'll just be going then." She started walking away, rather hastily too.

Arnold grabbed her hand and pulled her back over to him. "No, Helga... Why don't you just stay here and hang with us?" He smiled nervously. He didn't want her going back to that other kid. He had to keep her away from any other interested boys until tonight when she'd be his.

She gulped at his contact. He looked nervous... well, it was better than that glow. But she liked that glow. It made her heart flutter and all her senses practically burst in happiness. Her main objective for the day was to get him to snap and tell her he like her liked her BEFORE tonight... but this was too public. Plus, she wasn't done messing with him. The day was hardly over and she really was enjoying all the attention... but what if he snapped again and started kissing her?!

She gulped again, looking at him. "Well... I don't know, Football Head. I really should be getting back to Vince." She waved to the younger boy and he happily waved back.

Arnold saw this exchange and felt jealousy bubbling up inside him. "OH! Come on, Helga! Honestly?! A stinking THIRD GRADER?! PUH-lease! I have shirts older than him! Are you honestly considering having THAT-" He gestured toward the boy. "-as your boyfriend?! REALLY?!" He let go of her hand and crossed his arms, his hands balled up in fists of fury and his eyes burning with jealousy, a scowl evident on his normally calm face.

Helga had to take a step back in shock at his outburst. She had never seen him act like this before. She had expected him to look at her and the boy and simply sigh heavily then walk off in mild irritation. That was how he had acted when Lila showed interest in Arnie. But this... was new. Part two of her plan was to make him as jealous as humanly possible... so maybe part two was over.

Gerald's eyes were wide at his normally calm and collected friend's obvious jealousy. Okay... there was no doubt in his mind now that he loved Helga.

Just then, Sid walked over with apologetic eyes. "Hey there Arnold, sorry about the ball and it landing on your-"

Arnold turned and glared at Sid with hatred. He knew he was an interested boy. He DIDN'T LIKE interested boys being around Helga. He growled at him, cutting him off. "Sid... leave." He spoke lowly, his eyes in slits.

Sid backed up in surprise, glancing at Helga for help, but she seemed just as shocked as him. He looked to Gerald but he seemed to be thinking something over. So he simply obeyed, as he walked away hastily, remembering Arnold's karate skills.

Arnold huffed at the retreating boy and returned his attention to his slightly taller love.

Helga growled back. This was stupid. She was HELGA G. PATAKI! He was Arnold! She was the bully! Not him! She scowled a very familiar scowl and crouched down so she was right in his face. "Arnold, I'm going to go back to Vince now, and you are going to shut up." She commanded.

He blew some steam out of his nose and scowled back, backing away from her, waving his arms around. "FINE! Go off and talk to that stupid kid with the smelly hair! See if I care!" He stomped off in the other direction, but Gerald wouldn't have it. He stood in his way and gestured to the very peeved form of Helga stalking back off to the young, anxious boy. Arnold looked and his scowl disappeared and his arms fell to his sides, he could feel his heart sink as Helga was now sitting with the younger boy, holding hands, as he attempted flirting with her.

Arnold groaned in agony and started backing up until he fell back onto the seat of the swing, grasping the chains as he mentally cursed himself. Was this how Helga had felt all those times in the past? It certainly made sense... and it didn't feel too good. He shook his head, and Gerald smiled sympathetically at his shorter friend.

He sat down next to him once again and patted his friend on the back. "Man, Arnold, you weren't kidding when you said you loved her."

Arnold laughed hollowly as he looked up at Helga. She still seemed angry, but more at the younger boy now. But of course the child didn't notice and continued on with whatever he was telling her about. Gerald spoke again.

"I think you need to learn to control yourself when you're around her, because your self control isn't the best, buddy. If I hadn't pinched you back there, you probably would have kissed her again or something. And I know you don't want her to know just yet... but if not now, then when?"

Arnold looked to Gerald. "I just need to control myself till tonight. I invited her over and I was going to tell her then... but I think she already knows. But still, I want it to be special. I know it's probably going to be a dream come true for her." He smiled at the thought.

Gerald rolled his eyes, but he was smiling none the less. "Whatever, man. Tonight it is. I'll be by your side 24/7 up until the big event. You won't snap while I'm around." He smiled reassuringly, and Arnold returned his smile.

"Thanks, Gerald. I could use the help. It's just like... everytime I see her or touch her or she just... does something to purposely make me go ga-ga... I... just kinda... can't help but really want to hold her close... and maybe even... kiss her." He looked around nervously, his entire expression clearly displaying his discomfort.

Gerald smiled at his honesty... although he still had the urge to gag at all his gushy-ushy lovey-dovey talk. He stuck his tongue out in distaste, but Arnold didn't notice as he was looking at the ground. Gerald patted his back again reassuringly.

"Don't worry, man. I've got your back."

Arnold smiled one last time before looking to Helga in awe and adoration.

"OW!" Arnold rubbed his head and glared at Gerald.

He shrugged. "I told you man, I've got your back. It becomes dangerous when you look at Helga like that." He smiled innocently.

Arnold huffed and searched for an alternative. He ended up looking at the clouds. Although the blue sky slightly resembled Helga's eyes. This made his gaze become lovesick and dreamy again.

Gerald whacked him again.

"OW!"

This was going to be a LONG day...

Little did he know that Helga was thinking the same thing as Vince went on and on about his stale pizza collection.


A/N: Holy CRAP! I can't believe I finished this chapter so quickly! ~I'm so excited!~ *Wiggles fingers* ~And I just can't hide it! I'm about to lose control and I think I like it!~ OH YEAH!

XD

Anyway... Helga's poem in here is actually by me... sorry if you don't like it. I'm a singer so naturally I've written songs before, and poems aren't MUCH different from songs. So hopefully it came out okay.

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