Let's see how Sid will cope when facing his girlfriend's wrath. Thank you for reviewing, The J.A.M a.k.a Numbuh i – you always seem to be first (but are you right?). Thanks for the other review, Beth.

I was prepared for Sid to deny everything initially, and he didn't disappoint.

"I – I said what you told me wouldn't leave my bedroom, and it didn't!" he protested. "I swear it wasn't me who told everyone that stuff!"

I believed part of that. "By that, you mean you told someone while they were in your room and they told everyone else a different story?" I challenged. "I'd believe that. So explain why you told anyone at ALL!"

Sid now seemed terrified. "I didn't say you used to be a spy!" he insisted. "I was just hanging out with some of the guys and something you told me kind of slipped out – and...and..." I should've seen it coming. He burst into tears. "They came to that conclusion on their own, honest!" he wailed. "I didn't tell them anything about where you were from! It wasn't me!"

That I could believe. Sid had definitely become more mature than he was on the show, even if he still had freak-outs and crazy beliefs and was kind of cruel once in a while. That's why I trusted him with my secrets in the first place.

My anger subsided a little, and I sighed. Hanging out with Lila had turned me into a real softie. How could a few tears make me any less furious?

"OK, I'll believe that." I conceded. "But since you got me into this, you are going to get me out of it. What did you tell the guys? And quit crying before you start talking."

Sid obligingly forced himself to calm down and stop sobbing. "We were, um, talking about..." he stuttered, "Um, talking about...who was the cutest girl in our grade. I mean, it wasn't all of us there, but most of us were. I think Arnold and Brainy were the only ones not there. So some of them started saying stuff about you – you know, because you're really strong and mean sometimes like Helga, but you're so much prettier. And then I said that you're also really smart and it just kind of slipped out how you'd memorized what Harold said that time. But everyone remembered that you wouldn't have been there at the time, and I couldn't make up an explanation fast enough. Then Curly said that he thought you were previously a spy because you seem familiar to everyone, yet we hadn't met you until last year. And everyone took him seriously, for once."

My anger was instantly halved, some of it being directed at the little psycho who I'd actually helped! Well, I'd have to be careful about how I planned things around him (I hadn't forgotten the time he'd nearly gotten Eugene expelled by framing him for pulling the fire alarm over a ruined pencil), but I was still going to take revenge. But I was still mad at Sid for being thoughtless enough to bring up the Helga's Masquerade quote.

I shrugged. "Guess that means Curly's got most of the blame now. But I'm still expecting you to help me get this cleared up, OK?"

Sid gave a nod, although I could see he really didn't know what he was getting himself into and was only agreeing because he was scared.

"Anyway," he said shyly. "Am I forgiven, just a little bit?"

I groaned, but I slung an arm around his shoulders, giving in. "Guess I can't really stay mad at you for that long. I still am, but you get props since you didn't mean to do it. So," I sighed, "Did you want to hear more about what I learned with the show and on that site I was talking about? Since my reputation for knowing things is skyrocketing, I might as well talk about it to someone who knows the truth." We were alone, so there was no point in going anywhere else to talk about it.

Sid's energy levels shot up. "Definitely! Can you tell me stuff about other people?"

I trusted Sid more than I probably should've given him credit for, sure. But no way did I trust him with any information he could use against people like Helga.

"Some." I fudged. "I thought you'd be more interested in hearing what I learned about you without actually talking to you."

Sid looked disappointed, but he smiled nonetheless. "Well...sure. I'm interested to hear that, too."

"I'll start with some of the tropes I forgot." I said. "Nice Hat, for one thing, since you almost always wear that green cap. And Gag Nose – no offense, but it kind of looks like a sausage."

Sid gave a sigh. He'd obviously heard it several times. Well, at least I'd kept to the cleaner interpretation.

"I don't mind it now." I told him. "I'd only really mind it if it got in the way, but you've kissed me a few times and it's been fine. I actually kind of like it. Anyway, then there was Catchphrase – I don't think I've ever heard you say it since I've been here, but I remember you frequently used the phrase 'boy howdy' on the show. Then there's Only One Name, Properly Paranoid, Hollywood Voodoo... that's most of them." I carefully ommitted 'Chronic Backstabbing Disorder' and 'Jerkass'.

"I looked 'tropes' up on the internet after that weekend." Sid remarked with a smirk. "I was trying to work out which ones you fitted." He scooted slightly closer to me. "Tomboy and Girly Girl is obvious – you are kind of like a prettier, kinder Helga, yet you hang out with Lila more – I thought she was the girly girl out of you two. Sometimes you do a Deadpan Snarker routine, too. Secret Keeper, obviously with everything you know about us. I kind of like most of them..."

"I've got another question." I said. "You said you and the other guys were talking about whoever was the cutest girl in our grade. Who did you pick out of the seven of us? Lila?"

Sid immediately looked uncomfortable. "We played elimination. Helga was obviously out. Sheena, too. I sort of used to like Nadine, but she's not really that pretty, so we took her out. And I think a few of us wanted to leave Phoebe in, but let's face it, she's not really cute unless you already like her. Then Curly was ready to kill us if we didn't leave Rhonda in, a few of us do really like Lila, and...well..."

"So was I eliminated next?" I guessed.

"No." Sid muttered. "Actually, we argued over the last three of you and couldn't decide. I was just thinking of what some of the guys said about you."

"What did they say?" I asked, considering the worst.

"Well...Iggy said you were ugly when you started here but now you're anything but, and Gerald said that if you weren't taken, he might've considered asking you out if you weren't practically like his best friend's sister. Even Joey said you were kind of sweet." Now Sid had a faint look of jealousy on his face.

"And you are looking all jealous about this because?" I said pointedly. "I'm pretty sure Iggy doesn't like me. If he likes anyone, it would probably be Nadine, Rhonda or Lila. Gerald is SO obviously into Phoebe, and Joey's a little nerd with a missing tooth who has a better chance with Gerald's little sister than he has with me."

Sid blushed, as he always did when I seemed to read his thoughts. "Gerald's little sister had a crush on me at one point." he admitted.

I giggled, remembering. "Yeah, that happened at the end of the episode called Timberly Loves Arnold."

"How do you remember all the titles?" Sid asked out of the blue. "I barely remember any episode titles from the shows I watch. You know, like back when I made a habit of watching Yo Ernest, I never got the episode names." I remembered a mention of that – an episode parody inside the show.

"Oh, I don't remember all of them." I said casually. "There's like one hundred and eighty-five. I remember some that I've seen more than once. Like Arnold's Valentine, cause that's so beautiful. And What's Opera, Arnold because the title parodies the Looney Tunes episode What's Opera, Doc."

Sid was looking interested. "There was a Valentine's Day episode, about last year?"

I sighed. "Just for the sake of not having you ask questions, Arnold asked one of his old crushes out anonymously, and he was asked out by another couple of girls, including his French pen pal. The last girl who wasn't his pen pal was a mystery – she wouldn't tell him who she was – but he liked her the most. And the other one was about when your class went to see Carmen. Long story short, Arnold fell asleep and dreamed about his own version. Then after he woke up, Helga fell asleep and dreamed her own version of the opera."

This conversation went on for way too long. By the time I got home that night, I was exhausted from answering Sid's questions about episodes without spilling the important stuff, like, oh, I don't know, Helga being in love with Arnold since preschool (I made sure to keep Helga On The Couch under wraps). He also asked me about other characters' tropes – weird, he'd never seemed interested in those kind of things. Oh well, he was a weird kid, but he could be sweet. It was two days until Valentine's Day, and I just hoped things would go smoothly.

Yep, Valentine's Day is next! Please review! I can't remember which episode Yo Ernest was mentioned in, I just know it was. Let me know if you can find it.