Chapter 9: "always was you"
DISCLAIMER: "Hey Arnold!" and its characters do not belong to me. Are by Craig Bartlett and Nickelodeon. This story is for entertainment only.
(Last part Chapter 8)
"Helga came to Chez Paris with their last breaths. Agitated by having raced. By the marathon against the clock hands. The battle against their innate and inevitable tardiness.
The volatile streets looked at her with disdain, while I was going faster. As if to agree more hurried, more eternal was made to travel.
Once at the restaurant, he pushed the doors of the main entrance, causing a sound which suggested that someone could have fallen. But not. It was Helga, accelerated. Exhausted.
-Puuumt!-
-Already arrived! -Shouted, as giving explanations to someone -
He stopped for a moment, supporting their hands on their knees and bowing slightly. He regained his normal heart rhythm, and advanced to where were his companions. I was looking for the blonde boy, but not had signals from him.
-Stinky? Have you ever seen Arnold, where are you?
-No, I have no idea Helga...
-Agsh!
Until he managed to descry the best friend of her beloved.
-Gerald...!
-What do you need...?
-Where is your stupid friend with ball head, eh?
-Arnold? It was with Lila, Pataki.
-What? -Stayed in dry-
-What you heard, with Lila. -He said with disinterest-
-DOES LILA? AS RAY IS POSSIBLE? SHE...? I HAD TO... EH...! IS IT SAY, AS IT WAS I RETURNED?
-Don't know it, Helga, it just happened. Arnold was shopping with her and now. Are you sick and tired of wait. -Helga became totally white-
-Ah... Then was it no more? Not bad! It's everything you need to know!
-Did years and chose to go with her.
- Whatever, lose yourself, idiot!
-By anything Helga, I also liked see you - with sarcasm-
Helga turned away enough so that nobody saw it or heard. A few thick tears Avenged their feelings and decided to throw to the outside world through his blue eyes. They were thick tears. They were tears of anger and disappointment.
Why, why, why? I think that now that Ms. Does ' perfection wasn't everything would be ' perfect ' for me? Why just Arnold will be gone, or so it seems, does she? To occupy my place! God! What a terrible day! -Sobbing-
And worst of all, Arnold, you preferably to go with it. Do I'm not enough for it, no? You had to choose her, once again.
Well, here came the 'cute, polite and even frenchified Helga'. No more. Tomorrow, I shall begin to hate you, Arnold. You will not know me. Morning, begins the 'law of ice' for it. There will be no turning back... "
Chapter 9: "always was you"
Arnold was surprised. Like everyone else, surprised. But it was a different surprise. Lila, his 'linda Lila' had returned. I still didn't know for how long, or why, and remained speechless in the presence of the girl. One who "liked only" and not you "liked liked"; that was gone for two years, with a sad farewell.
Lila had "always be nice and cute". He had grown up, now, wore a half tail and the rest of her hair reddish, loose.
Lila! Art thou? I can't believe it! How is it possible? He said Arnold, approaching to greet and hug her.
-Arnold! What a joy to see you! They told me that you will find here.
-What? How... and Helga? She won't come?
-I don't know, hehe, just asked me to help you.
-Great! And how is it that you are here?
-You'll see, they transferred to my father for one year at Hillwood, and then return to Texas. So I decided that I would finish school here, is it not wonderful?
-Yes that is it! Miss you much, Lila!
-Oh, Arnold, I also to everyone, and much thanks! I see that everything remains almost the same, although there are some new things, isn't it?
-Yes, you could say... Smiled Arnold.
- And, tell me, what must do exactly? I already talked about the trip, and I'm willing to collaborate in everything you can, Arnold...
-Well, we must buy everything that is in this list, are materials that it requires the restaurant, you know, ingredients, and others...
-I understand, great! Why not you me put on the news all day? And so they continued the hike pacificly, until buy everything.
Helga was in a bad mood. Temper constant. She seemed abstracted absolutely everything and all reality around him. His day marched under fairly 'normal' limits, it could be said. Not to go shopping, stayed in the restaurant helping the other guys. The idea of having to bear to Miss perfection when he arrived with Arnold, quite simply, it was killing. Killed it, the idea or the just thinking about what caused the return of the redhead.
For its 'misfortunes' luck, Helga found with what distracted.
That day, at night, would go to the restaurant throughout a retinue of the Office of Mayor of the city. They were very important people, and the Organization had to be perfect. On that occasion, he chose to use a short, white, dress with some parts in soft pink tones.
All the guys were very devoted to their work and noticed the climate of hustle and bustle. Arnold and Lila undertaken his return with everything what they bought during the afternoon.
Huge and fine silk tablecloths, covered very long tables aimed at relatives of the Mayor. Helga was accommodating napkins on all the tables, when he realized that several missing.
In a swift movement, and unexpected, turn on, colliding directly with Rhonda, who was gathering together with Curly, a table that had been vacated. It fell on Helga and her impeccable white dress, half of a pan of sauce, enchastrando virtually one entire table.
-What did you, Princess? You're a disaster!
-Do apology? Were you the unwise! In addition, that dress was awful, anyway!
-What did you say? You pay them for me!
-Helga! - Intervened Phoebe-. Let's all quickly and no one will notice it. Can someone help us?
-I can! - Said Arnold who was just entering the restaurant. The face of Helga desencajó -
-Nobody needs your help, useless ball head, thanks. -She said squeezing the teeth - with a disproportionate rage.
Arnold did not understand why Helga was so angry, particularly with him.
-I also! -They said Sheena and Eugene-
Thanks, guys! It would be good. Do-Helga appreciated the foreign help, but not for Arnold? It was rare. Very rare, because Helga never appreciated the help from anyone.
While Helga collected dirty tablecloth, and felt very nervous and uncomfortable; Arnold was crouching together cutlery (that collide both girls, flew to fall under the table).
When he stretched to reach a fork, he saw the feet of Helga replete with sauce; full of deja vu. Full of something more than just sauce...
-Hurry up! They will arrive at any time! -Shouted Helga, with concern-.
Arnold, was bewildered, trying to decipher where he had seen before, these red sandals. In a matter of minutes, everything was radiant. The motorcade arrived, and they enjoyed a delicious dinner.
Helga had left sandals, along with a few bags each where used to store their belongings. They were very dirty, covered with sauce. He was accommodating their things, when Arnold went to that sector, without that she sees it.
-Oh, sister. What happened you to your gown? Oh no! Your sandals! - Said Olga, lamenting-.
-Princess capsized me sauce, without wanting to. Turn over very quickly and we collide.
-Oh, how much regret! They are your favorite sandals, luckily I got another pair identical to that which it had. Heavens! I think you don't have luck with them. The previous pair, lost one; This, drop you sauce.
-Oh, is not so bad! They are cleaned and now. It is not nothing. And Yes, they are my favorite, -said looking with a hint of nostalgia.
-Well, I will help you remain as new.
-Thanks Olga, hopefully succeed in it.
Arnold was hidden among a few plants that were in the room of employees, listening to everything. He waited for the girls to leave, and with care, took one of the sandals. It was red, beautiful. It had strips that had secured the foot in front, and others in the back. A discrete taco, and a passage to a relatively near past. Suddenly, appears Olga. Arnold gets nervous and leaves the shoes in place.
Olga:-Ah, Helga sandal! Neglected, I will leave it as new, only addition is sauce. -Said Olga-
Arnold:-what... What did you?
Olga:-Oh, Helga and Rhonda clashed in a sudden movement of Helga, Rhonda had a tray with food scraps and... ' plashh!' lol...
Arnold:-Ah, of course! Now I understand why there was so much catastrophe when we arrived today! Hahaha.
Olga:-so, and to make matters worse, these are the favorite Sandals of Helga.
Arnold:-do Ah yes? And why? Looks are very nice.
Olga:-Oh, hehe. It is that she uses them on very special occasions. Before I had exactly the same, a couple but don't know how, he lost one of them. I think she will never tell me how it happened, haha. Although I suspect that the small Helga had a boyfriend, -said in confidence, and squinting one eye-.
Arnold:-Oh, yes he wants them to much.
Olga:-go Yes! I remember well, that day came home very happy, but immediately went up to my room, and implored me to that I got an identical pair, it will have been, mmm... As a 3 years ago...
Arnold:-in good time that you found them!
Olga:-Oh, Yes, it would have gone mad! Hahaha.
Arnold:-haha, I must go, Olga. We'll see you on Monday!
Olga:-Goodbye Arnold, you have a good rest!
Wow, wow, wow! It had been a very strange day. First, returned Lila after two, two years. Then... Then, what of the sandal. He could not stop thinking about it during the entire trip by bus, road home. It was very strange. Even for him, that was wont to live strange things.
He came to the Guest House, ate nothing, and went straight to sleep. But not before, do one of these 'field research ' that used to do on rare occasions. He thought for a while, he revised wardrobes, cabinets, boxes, and nothing. He knew that he had kept in a small box, to the only footwear that night was you in his hands, at the end of the evening. He would only find that box, and compare them. But he didn't find it. Overcome by fatigue, he fell laying in a deep sleep.
This would be the last week they spent in the restaurant. Helga seemed do the offended with Arnold, prefer to lilac to buy merchandise, and reigned in her indifference. Did not speak as always, or as a times did so; they no longer had those talks 'subliminal', capable of always, inconvenience to the female part of the speakers. It was last week, and the one that would define where, how and how much time would pass on the trip... Only which, would not be so easy.
TO BE CONTINUED...
OH MY GOD! I LOVED THIS CHAPTER! THING I LOVED, WHAT I LOVED, WHAT I LOVED, I ALONE, LOL! I SAW HOURS OF UPLOAD IT. IT MAY SOUND TRITE WHAT STEP OR SOMETHING FANCIFUL, BUT FROM THE VERY BEGINNING I WANTED TO MIX (MY FAVORITE, "ARNOLD'S VALENTINE" CHAPTER) WITH WHAT THEIR PARENTS - JUNGLE! And this is the "spin" I wanted to give the story to interweave the story of Arnold - Helga. I would have done it differently, but it sounded very, very fanciful or very in the style of "Cinderella" and I didn't like that idea.
FINALLY I HAVE A DECENT WORD! IUPIIII! NOW I CAN CORRECT PERFECTLY. THANK YOU FOR READING ME. PLEASE, LEAVE ME REVIEWS! =(