What to expect when You're Arnold and Helga Shortman

The story begins with Helga waiting anxiously outside the Doors of Hilll wood preschool while her husband takes their child inside, with tears in her eyes, her memories go backward to senior year when Arnold returned and everything went from there... Taking off where The unaired Pataki's would end. A story filled with laughter, tears and pregnancy oh and original cast. Rated M

Set after the Patakis, Helga meets Arnold at the aiport when he wrote her telling her he was coming home for senior year. Aftrer years of exchanging letters he is finally coming home and Helga is anxiously waiting in chapter one of this anticipated story that has been on my mind for some time now.


Okay so I have some personal issues going on but I am able to update rather swiftly. I can maybe post two chapters a week which is good considering how damn long this fic will end up being. Thank you to the loyal followers and reviewers xoxo


Chapter 12
Spring time love/Good father


The winter came and passed almost as quickly as poor Gertrude's decline. The new cherry blossoms swaying gently in the spring breeze in the park were a sight to behold and Miles would often take his mother to the park a few blocks away from their house to watch the season change and the snow melt. The leaves starting slowly growing on the trees and rosebuds were popping up alongside small daffodils and tiny daisies.

Arnold had made a Daisychain for his grandmother and she kept it in her room. He knew she was not long for this world but knelt down by his bed and prayed for one more year with her so she could at least be at his graduation even if she had little to no idea what was going on.

With summer only three months away, Arnold and Helga were busy contemplating their futures which gave Arnold a healthy distraction from his mourning. Not that he did not miss Phil everyday. In autumn He had told Helga they would visit the memorial again, to which helga was reluctant at first but remembered the fearceful love making in-between stops and grinned mischievously at this idea.

The morning broke, a normal September day. The rain would come and go, the sun would burst though the clouds and then come overcast again as was the nature of spring, it was a very erratic season and quire possibly Helgas favorite, there was just so much to write about during the time of new life and nature in bloom.

Helga poured herself a cup of coffee and stared outside her kitchen window. Taking sip she looked out toward the traffic of the inner city and sighed.

She then felt a pair of hand wrap themselves around her and cup her humble breasts.

"Arnold" She piped up.

"Good morning." He whispered into her ear.

Helga blushed and put her coffee on the bench.

"My parents could walk down any minute." she warned, slight panic in her voice.

Arnold grasped her boobs and squeezed them.

"So what?" "let them see."

Helga closed her eyes and forgot about her family, about Olga and the sound of the rain on the roof faded out as she immersed herself in Arnold s rich embrace.

"Why hello there you two." Miriam welcomed herself into the kitchen with a happy smile.

Arnold let go of Helga and blushed. Helga just sighed and looked downward at the tiles on the kitchen floor.

"Oh don't mind me." She grabbed a berry yogurt and wheat grass smoothie, non alcoholic now, and drank it while running on the spot.

"I am just so full of energy these days." she said panting.

"Well thats good to hear" Arnold said with a smile.

Miriam stopped at looked at Helga and Arnold. Helga ignored her mother most days but she knew she had a lot to make up for, in the days when Helga had to make her own lunch, or else she would not get fed, come home to an empty house from the age of four years old and walk to school alone in the rain because Bob was busy working and Miriam was too drunk and out of it to notice what was going on. It was only in Helga's teenage years that miriam decided enough was enough and Bob drove her to AA. Now she was teaching salsa, tango and Latin American dance to inner city youths and tango to paying couples who would like to learn it and master it as their wedding dance.

She came up to where Helga was spreading herself some peanut butter on toast and gave her a kiss on the head.

"You and arnold are a great couple Helga" Miriam smiled with a small tear forming in her eye.

Helga looked at her quizzically.

"You mean it Mom?" she asked, eye brows raised.

She looked over at Arnold sitting at the table, smiling at his girlfriend and Miriam together.

"Yes Helga I do." She gave her a big hug which made Helga drop her knife.

Helga went to say "Dammit Mom" but instead she just sighed and turned around to give her a hug.

If there was one thing to put Arnolds mind at ease, it was reconciliation and seeing his girlfriend who he was growing to love more and more each day, hug her mother who had gone from a vacant and depressive mess, to a fully functioning hard working member of society asking for a second chance, he could not help with grin with a warm feeling of peace inside.

When Miriam left. Helga sighed and made herself some new toast.

She then glanced over at Arnold who was tilting his head to one side and gazing at her.

"Oh you loved all that just now didn't you?" she smirked, butter knife in hand.

"Yeah I did." "It was hard for me to you know?" "To see what you went through with your mother when you were a kid."

Helga putt he knife down. "Oh?" "I never really thought you noticed much." she mumbled.

Arnold walked up to her with arms sprawled out.

"Off course I did."

She adjusted her bathrobe and wrapped her arms around him.

"Thankyou." She whispered.

He then pressed his hands on her shoulders.

"Wanna have breakfast in bed?" he asked with his darker voice surfacing...

Helga let out her euphoric sigh and fluttered her eye lashes.

"I take that as a yes?" He replied.

Swiftly he picked her up while she clasped onto her plate and Arnold carried Helga upstairs closing the door behind him.

"This way we can avoid your dad and enjoy our breakfast...in private" He said, placing her on the bed.

He leaned over Helga and she held up her toast to where his mouth was, he bit into a chunk of it ravenously.

Helga squealed.

She then took a bite as he removed her panties from underneath her robe.

"We should do this more often." She muffled with a mouth full of toast.

Arnold than gave her a thigh a rough slap.

"Ah" she flinched.

"No talking with your mouth full, naughty girl" He scowled.

Helga went bright red and took another bite of toast. She looked at him with a devious look in her blue eyes.

"No" "I refuse" She giggled.

"Very well" Arnold sighed and held his hand up and slapped her again.

The top of her leg was aching a little and slightly pink.

Each time he slapped her she cooed with delight and made a face that said. "More please."

"Fine you asked for it" Arnold replied, whacking her harder and fiercer, slapping against her soft skin until it was a deep red.

Helga was tingling, she felt so lustful she was about to explode.

As Arnold slapped harder and harder, he started to sweat and their eyes met with an desire to push themselves up against each other which is what they went on to accomplish. Naked and sweaty they made love and the darker side of Arnold took charge while Helga moaned and groaned in pleasure.

Her suppressed fantasies were coming to light and and Arnold was letting out things he never knew existed from inside his soul and his subconscious.

As they came to and end, falling beside each other on the bed...Arnold pressed his soft lips against Helgas.

"Well we had better get to school." he sighed.

"I suppose." Helga said, twirling a strand of Arnolds dark blonde hair.


In Art class, the students were talking about what they did during their study periods, which included basically everything except study.

"I watched keeping up with the kardashians after some wine with mom and the most delicious eggs Benedict you would ever taste" Rhonda exclaimed, looking pristine in versace, with her hair flowing past her waist.

"Uh wine?" "In the morning?" Gerald questioned, sitting across from her.

"Oh come on" Rhonda flipped her hand in the air, "A little tipple never hurt."

"Yeah tell that to Helga's Mom." Gerald said under his breath.

Arnold narrowed his eyes at his best friend and told him it was a good thing Helga was out of the room or else she would clock him.

When school had finished for the day, Arnold and Helga drove up outside his boarding house and went to sit on the steps outside.

The day was such a lovely mixture of sunshine and rain and the sun had decided to stay out for the afternoon as the day cooled and the sky was a burst of orange and red.

Helga stroked abner who was perched inbetween them snorting away.

Arnold inhaled the spring air and sat in contemplation while Helga kept her attention on the little potbellied pig. Her expression was a sombre one.

"Arnold?"

He rose out of his thoughts and looked toward helga, her skirt blowing in the wind and tights clinging to her nicely with her purple boots.

"You know how Mom was this morning?" she asked.

Arnold nodded. "Yes."

"Well its good and all, Criminy I mean finally Miriam is sorting her shit out but..."

Helgas face grew sadder when she thought of her childhood and being the lonely little girl in her pink overalls, covered in mud and soaking wet with rain dripping off her.

"I was thinking a lot and I never ever want to have a daughter if she has to go through what I did" he sighed.

Arnold put his hand on hers and clasped it tight.

"Her daddy will love her" "He will put her first and treat her like a princess." She said looking at him with tears forming.

"You said princess" He half joked, trying to lighten the situation.

"I mean it" She yelled.

Arnold was taken aback. "Uh okay Helga"

"She wont have the dad I had." "He wont ignore her and get her name wrong and kick her and..." she could not keep talking, her throat was starting to get sore.

Arnold moved Abner to one side and pressed her against his chest so she could cry onto his shirt.

Kissing her forehead he promised that would not be the case.

"I know one day Helga" "You will have a little girl and she will have a daddy who really loves her as much as he loves you."


And Helga would go on to have a little girl, the little girl would be the apple of her fathers eye and Helga would well up with tears whenever she would see her husband carry her around the house singing "You are my sunshine" "My only sunshine" to her softly while she leaned against the nursery door, in a purple dressing gown.

"I love you so much my wee princess" He would say playing with his daughters tiny little fingers.

Helga would wipe her tears and walk up beside him. She would stroke his blonde hair and kiss his face.

"As much as I love your mommy" He whispered looking over at Helga.

Helga would bury her face into Arnolds back as he rocked their baby girl back and forth.

"You're the best." she mumbled pressing her head against his back, her arms wrapped around him.

Her dream would come true...

TBC


you will have to keep reading until I get to that part.

The baby story will be a sequel to this.

The title will be the little girls name and will begin just after birth and focus on life for Helga and Arnold as a married couple dealing with a new baby, a new house and new dramas.

I have some artists drawing pictures for me to promote both fics.

I cannot wait to have them on Deviant Art :)

anyway until next time, happy reading everybody