A/n: So to keep up with my updating qualities here's another short-ish chapter! I tried to make it longer. But ya know, things don't go how I plan. Ever. :/

Disclaimer: I don't own Hey Arnold.

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Wolfgang, Edmund, and Mickey were putting finishing touches on their matching black and white tuxedo's. Each boy tied their neck ties perfectly, not a word being said between them. There was no real need.

"So, this is our last homecoming." Edmund broke their solitary silence.

"Yep. Looks like it, huh?" Wolfgang nodded his head as he walked to the kitchen. The guys followed him. As they always did.

"You know being this grown up. It kinda scares me." Mickey admitted in a soft voice as Wolfgang opened the fridge.

"How?" Wolfgang asked while taking out three cold beer cans.

"I dunno, the amount of responsibility is kind of over whelming to think about I guess." Edmund finished Mickey's thought. Wolfgang handed them each a beer, they took it and opened them up.

"It kinda is. But I don't think it'll be too different from now. We just won't have school. We'll have jobs." Wolfgang said as he took the first sip from his can.

"You mean you aren't scared?" Edmund asked him while taking his first drink slowly.

"Not so much. I've been on my own for awhile. But as long as I have you guys I'll be fine. I mean you guys know I couldn't handle any of this without you, right?" Wolfgang glanced up at the two. They both looked at each other then back at Wolfgang. He was being uncharacteristically affectionate. Which wasn't entirely a bad thing. But it was odd.

"We had an idea." Mickey gave him a small smirk then he laughed.

"Now there's Gloria and its like my whole life has been flipped upside down in just a matter of three weeks. It's so unreal." Wolfgang admitted as he took a seat on top of his kitchen table.

"You really like her-" Mickey paused and looked at Edmund.

"Don't you?" he finished on Que..

"Okay, you two need to spend less time together. That's creepy how you finish each others sentences like that. But yes. I do like her a lot." Wolfgang said as he put his can down beside him.

"That's impossible. We pretty much live together. So, when are you gonna tell her how you really feel?" Edmund explained then asked him.

"I'm not sure. Maybe after the dance? That is only if things go well. If not, you'll find me getting wasted at some party and passed out on someone's couch by seven in the morning." Wolfgang said with a smirk.

"At least he's being honest." Mickey laughed and put his arm around Edmund.

"Very true." Edmund agreed while pinching Mickey's nose, telling him to back off of him. In which case Mickey released his grip and freed Edmund.

"Well, well, don't you boys look handsome." Gloria's angelic voice sounded from the hallway. All three boys turned their heads to find a blonde haired blue eyed beauty staring right back at them. Wolfgang's heart raced at the sight of her presence, yet he sat still and only acknowledged her with a simple nod of his head.

"You look amazing." Edmund complimented with a rather large smile. Gloria eyed him suspiciously while she walked up to the three that were standing in a triangle formation.

"Really? You think so?" Gloria asked while Wolfgang took another drink from his can which was almost half empty.

"Um yeah, I do." Edmund said as Gloria took the can from Wolfgang's hands just before it hit his lips. She then quickly took a drink from it. Wolfgang could only stare at her in pure fascination. She had some sort of spell cast on the boy. It was simple beauty that she possessed. Yet, to him she was a magnificent seductress that could control him with one simple wink. Once she was finished with the can she placed it back in his hand then smiled up at him.

"Cat got your tongue, Wolfgang?" she whispered and laughed, her red lips danced over her pale skin so beautifully that he wanted nothing more than to kiss her. But instead he just smirked back at her.

"Something like that." he admitted then moved his eyes down towards the flooring. The boys laughed at him. Gloria simply shrugged her shoulders.

"Let's go before we're late!" Gloria grabbed ahold of Wolfgang's hand and pulled him off the kitchen table gracefully.

"Alright." Wolfgang mumbled while emptying the rest of his beer and tossing it into the garbage. Ed and Mickey did the same as they followed the two outside. It was cold, fall had approached them. Orange, red, and yellow leaves were everywhere. Some were on the ground others were flying all sorts of lonely places.

"Isn't it beautiful? Oh I just love fall! All the colors are so. . . natural." Gloria grinned as she turned to look at Wolfgang's reaction to it. He didn't care much for fall. Fall meant November. November meant thanksgiving. Thanksgiving meant another holiday being spent alone while Hank was away down at Las Vegas. Getting wasted, going to strip clubs, and gambling away his life savings (not to mention retirement money).

"I could do without it." was all Wolfgang had to say about the subject. Gloria then realized that she shouldn't have brought it up. So, she didn't talk the rest of the walk to the school. She didn't even try to hold his hand. As much as she wanted to. And it was killing her not to try. But she thought she'd just annoy him.

The gang reached the school's entrance. There Wolfgang handed the four tickets over to the people working at the booths. They then entered the dance. Gloria felt out of place. She didn't know what to do. This after all was her first dance.

What was right? What was wrong? She had no idea. She felt like an idiot. But followed the three guys she came in with.

"Well, it looks like they actually put some money into it this year. Shocker." Wolgang laughed as he looked at Edmund and Mickey.

"Yeah I know. But it's probably just because they have Ronda on homecoming committee this year." Edmund replied, Wolfgang rose an eyebrow. He'd heard the girls name before. But he couldn't remember who she was exactly.

"The snobby rich girl who hangs out with those fourth graders we used to beat up in elementary school." Mickey explained, realization struck Wolfgang.

"Ohhhh yeah! She was annoying." Wolfgang said as they paused in front of a circular table. There were multi colored lights everywhere, pink and black streamers, and a snack table which included a chocolate fountain and a cotton candy machine. Music filled the gym and made the floor vibrate beneath Gloria's feet. She looked around the gym and noticed others were dancing and some were just standing in a group talking with each other. It was a bit intimidating. She didn't know what to do. So she just stood there awkwardly behind Wolfgang. Hoping she wouldn't be noticed. But much to her luck, someone did indeed notice her. Wolfgang. He turned around to face her. She blushed immediately.

"So, d-d-do you m-maybe wanna dance or something?" Wolfgang stammered and struggled to ask her. He didn't know why he was so nervous all of a sudden. Oh yeah, he didn't know how to dance! What was he doing?

"Sure." she nodded her head and smiled widely in response. Wolfgang then took her hand and cautiously led her onto the dance floor.

They stared at each other. Unsure of what to do. Dancing was complicated. Or at least, the first time at it anyway.

"You said you've danced before. Right?" Wolfgang questioned, in slight fear. Gloria smiled in surprise. He actually remembered her saying that she used to dance?

"Yeah, I did." Gloria smiled and nodded her head as she took his hands and placed them on her waist. Wolfgang swallowed saliva nervously before letting the train wreck he knew was going to happen begin.

So, they began to slow dance together. It helped that a slow song was playing. But that didn't seem to help Wolfgang's lack of dance skills. He kept telling himself not to screw up. Yet, whenever he did that he always stopped moving and stood still. So he tried not to think about what he was doing.

"You're doing just fine." Gloria smiled up at him, assuring him that he was okay. But he didn't feel the same way about it. In fact, he felt like he was doing awful. Like every kid does as their learning how to ride their bike without training wheels.

Before he knew what he was doing, his feet got all twisted around and he didn't know which was left of which was right anymore.

But what he did know was that he just stomped on Gloria's foot. He knew this because she was trying her hardest not to cry out in pain. She was too nice, dammit! He deserved to be yelled at for that. Something. Anything! But no. Gloria just took a deep breath.

"I am so sorry, Gloria! Really, I am! You want to cry? You can cry if you want to. Or yell at me. Either is cool with me." Wolfgang said as he pulled himself away from the girl. Again, she was in pain. But being the nice girl she was, she didn't have it in her to yell at him. Plus she didn't want to yell at him.

"No, I'm fine. I-I just need to find the nurse. . ." and just like that, she was gone. Wolfgang felt horrible for what he'd done. I should've been paying more attention, dammit! He thought to himself. What if Gloria's mad at me now?

"Hey Wolfgang, I never thought I'd see you at a high school dance!" a deep voice laughed from behind him. Wolfgang turned around and saw a familiar face.

"Ludwig? What are you doing here? Didn't you graduate last year?" Wolfgang then smiled and high fived his old best friend.

"Um I did. But my brother's a Sophomore this year so I had to pick him up. I thought, hey might as well see what's new with you and the boys." Ludwig said as he placed his hands in his pockets.

"Not much, really. Ed and Mickey are as dumb as ever. But loyal. Old Hank is still a blowhard that's never around. So, it's normal." Wolfgang said as a loud song came on.

"So I guess that means you haven't changed much either?" Ludwig asked, Wolfgang wasn't sure how to answer that. Was he the same? Or had he changed since he met Gloria? Well obviously he knew the answer was yes. But after their night had started off so horribly he knew it would end just as badly.

"Not so much." Wolfgang answered honestly. Ludwig then smirked at him.

"Then you should blow this joint and come back to my place. College parties are the best. Especially the girls. They're always easy because they're all wasted as fuck and the best part is that they don't remember a thing in the morning." Ludwig used a very persuasive voice. It was hard for Wolfgang to ignore it. He wanted so much to just get drunk and pass out wherever. Just so that he could forget his mistakes. So that he could forget himself. Even if it was for just one night.

"Yeah? Alright. I'll take you up on that offer." Wolfgang smirked, Ludwig laughed.

"That's the Wolfgang I remember! Come on, we can get my brother and leave this shit hole." Ludwig said as he nodded to the door. Wolfgang laughed and followed him to a circle table by the door. There the Sophomore boys were in a small group of three. They happened to be in the middle of exchanging ecstasy pills.

"Not here you fucking idiot! If you get caught mom will be on my ass about it!" Ludwig grabbed ahold of his brother's shirt and yanked him out of the gym quickly. His friends laughed and pointed at him.

. . .

When Wolfgang entered Ludwig's dorm room he noticed one thing and one thing only. The girls. They were all over Ludwig when he arrived.

"Hey girls, I've got someone I want you to meet. He's a buddy of mine." Ludwig said as he grabbed ahold of Wolfgang and pulled him into the circle of party girls, already drunk.

"Who is he? He's so hot!" a beautiful brunette grinned at the sight of him. Wolfgang rose an eyebrow.

"This is my friend, Wolfgang. I think you'd like him." Ludwig smiled and pointed to him as a girl handed Wolfgang a can of cold beer.

"Well Wolfgang, I certainly hope you know how to have a good time." a twenty year old girl with blue eyes and black hair whispered lowly, she placed her hand up to his cheek and stroked it with her thumb. The girl was stunning. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't say a word. His mind was telling him no. But all he did was take a large gulp from his can quickly.

"Have a good time, buddy!" Ludwig patted his back then turned his attention back to the many girls that were pawing at him. Before Wolfgang knew what was going on next, a pair of pink lips were attached to his. He knew he'd regret everything when he woke up. He'd despise himself. But at the moment. He just didn't give a shit anymore.