*Hides from flying fruit* I'm sorry everyone!
Ryan yawned and lumbered into the kitchen where she was met by a very frantic Miles. Before she could even say good morning to him, he began chattering.
"Good, you're up. Wake the boys and tell them to get the hell out of here!"
Ryan blinked a few times before answering. "What?"
"Your brother just called and they're less than half an hour from home." Miles explained.
"WHAT?" She exclaimed.
"Exactly, now get them the hell out of here!"
Without another word, Ryan sprang to work, shaking her guests awake, having to pour cola on Harold's face to wake him up. The boys mumbled and groaned as she pused them for the door, only stopping when she realized…
"Where's Arnold and Helga?" She asked.
Stinky rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Shucks I ain't got no idea."
No one else had an answer. Ryan groaned and ran up the stairs, bursting into Helga's room, relieved to find them nestled together on Helga's bed, and even more relieved that they both had their clothes on.
She ripped the pillow out from behind Arnold's head, ignoring the loud thud as his skull met the headboard and then tore the blankets off of them.
Helga groped at the air for the blankets. "What the hell." she muttered as Arnold groaned and rubbed the back of his head, slowly sitting up.
"Evil witch is on the rise!" Ryan snapped.
This got Helga out of bed, ushering Arnold out of bed and trying to get him out of the door with the rest of the boys.
To their horror, Millie and Edward appeared in the driveway just then.
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"Helga, I cannot believe that you would do something like this!" Millie exclaimed. "And bringing poor Ryan into it as well."
Ryan scowled for her place on the loveseat beside Helga. "How many times to I have to say it, this was my idea."
"That's enough out of you, young lady." Edward snapped at his daughter. "I won't have you taking the fall for Helga."
"I'M NOT TAKING THE FALL FOR HER I'M TELLING THE TRUTH!" Ryan screamed, rising onto her feet.
Ryan's outburst left Helga smirking, Millie horrified, and William, Ryan's older brother, grinning from eat to ear.
Edward scowled, "We have clearly given you too much freedom."
Before he could finish, Helga spoke up. "You haven't given us any freedom! If we had freedom then why would we do this?"
"Clearly you leave us no choice." Edward snarled.
"You have plenty of choice!" Ryan bellowed at her father. "You can choose to accept us despite the fact that you hate us the way we are or you can choose to disown us! Either option sounds great to me!"
Millie turned on Helga, "Look at what you've done to his daughter! You've turned her into you!"
Before Helga could speak up, William interjected, "Actually, madame, that's just the way that Ryan is. Has been since she was a kid."
"Stop standing up for her, William." Edward snapped at his son.
"If I don't then no one will!" William retorted.
Soon, Millie, Edward, and William were in a screaming match. Helga sighed and buried her face into Ryan's shoulder. Ryan sighed and rested her head against Helga's.
Helga wished that she'd had a chance to tell Arnold goodbye, but her grandmother had made it a point to threaten calling the authorities.
The girls were caught up in their heads so when they heard Millie and Edward's decision they were both up on their feet abruptly, simultatiously shouting 'What?"
Millie scowled at them. "We're sending you both to an elite ladies prepatory academy in England."
Helga's jaw hit the ground. "A prep school? You're kidding right?"
Millie's nose wrinked, "Definitely not, young lady. Now both of you get to your rooms."
Helga and Ryan reluctantly turned to walk away. Ryan uttered, "I can't do this."
Slowly, a smile found Helga's face. "Neither can I."
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Arnold looked sullen and depressed as he stumbled into the dining room for breakfast. He was pulled out of his daze when his dad sharply jabbed his shoulder.
"Huh?" Arnold managed to say.
Miles frowned at his son. "I think you should go into the living room."
Arnold sighed, but did as his father said. He found his mother on the couch, patting the seat next to her, indicating that he should join her. He sighed and obeyed. At first he ignored what was on the screen, observing who else was in the room. Mr. Potts was sitting on the floor next to the coffee table, grandpa was in the armchair with Gerdie leaning over the back. It wasn't until the reporter said Helga's name that he started paying attention.
The woman on screen said "That was Millicent Franklin on the disappearance of her granddaughter, Helga Pataki, and Ryan Jane. The girls were last seen in the Franklin's chateau last night. Miss Franklin and Lord Jane are offering quite a reward for the return of the girls. Miss Franklin and Lord Jane are certain that the girls were kidnapped, but the police haven't ruled out other options yet."
Arnold laughed full heartedly, drawing the attention of the rest of the boarders. He knew Helga and Ryan well enough to know they had run away and he knew their gaurdians well enough to not be opposed to the idea.
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"We look ridiculous." Helga muttered as she readjusted her fake lip ring.
Ryan ran her fingers through her new jet black tresses as she put another coat of dark red lipstick. "We look the part." Ryan cleared her throat and repeated herself, trying to sound american, but not doing the best job.
Helga smirked. "You're getting better. And I guess you're right. The media is looking for two prim and proper girls now…us." Helga turned her head and ran her fingers over the buzzed side of her head.
"Exactly." Ryan stated. "And I've got us a job interview so we'll be fine."
Helga flipped her hot pink and black locks over her shoulder and joined Ryan at the mirror, painting on some eyeliner. "A job interview, huh? Doing what? Pole dancing?"
Ryan smiled and shook her head. "YOu'll see."
I'm sorry this is so short and took so long….please don't hate me.