Wow, this chapter just came out spur of the moment type thing, I had no
friggen clue it'd be this long. anyway, lol, I hope you enjoy it. Stay
tuned for the next chapter! It's gonna be good, real good!
Helga's Secret-The Revelation and Results Chapter 5- Arnold's Even "bolder" Move
"Greetings Helga." Phoebe trailed off when she noticed that Helga wasn't in the best of mood. "Helga what may I ask is wrong?" Phoebe questioned a bit cautiously. "Well, besides the fact that the whole world knows my secret now.everything is just peachy keen Pheebs!" Helga said venomously. Phoebe backed up a little. "Helga, I really am sorry.I told you that I didn't mean to tell. I know that's no excuse, but I hope that you can forgive me." Helga remained silent. "Look on the bright side, if Arnold does find out, then you won't have to confess it to him, that.saves...a little...pain perhaps?" Helga grunted. Phoebe began to eat her lunch in silence. Where as Helga continued to sit motionless and silent. She glanced over at Arnold at his table with Gerald, Sid, Stinky, and Harold a few times. But other than that didn't speak to Phoebe. She wasn't purposely blowing Phoebe off, she was just a little on edge. What with the whole Arnold-could-get-up-at-any-moment-and- tell-the-whole-school-that-she-was-in-love-with-him deal. She sat, practically waiting to see Arnold's shock stricken face, as Gerald spilled her most heartfelt and heavily protect secret.
Meanwhile. "Gerald, I am going to go ask Lila to the movies." Gerald jerked Arnold back down when he was standing halfway up. "Arnold man. Do you have a death wish?!" Gerald questioned incredulously. "Gerald, what are you talking about?" "Helga is sitting right there, at the table in perfect viewing and earshot of anything you might say to Lila." "What's wrong with that?" "Helga Pataki man..You don't think it would make her a little mad to see you ask Lila out? You gotta stop being so dense man." Gerald said shaking his head. "Gerald I don't think that Helga knows that I know she likes me-" "Loves you." Gerald corrected. "Uh huh. Look Gerald, this is something I've got to do." "Allright man, it's your life. Hey, I thought you were over Lila?"
Arnold ignored Gerald's last comment as he walked to the table that Lila was sitting at, she was sitting alone. And looked a little upset.
Helga looked up to see Arnold sitting with Lila. She seemed to be avoiding his stare, but listening. And soon she looked up at him and smiled. Helga had been zoning out for most of their conversationg, but she did here what Lila said before Arnold walked to his own table. "Oh Arnold, I'll be ever so happy to go to a movie with you." "Great I'll pick you up at 7:00 tonight." Lila beamed as Arnold sauntered back to his own friends. Helga's heart dropped. How could this be happening. Arnold taking Lila to a movie, and her being "ever so" annoyingly happy and cheerful about it? What ever happened to her not like-liking him? What was going on? And why was this happening all in the middle of her life's crisis? "Great," she muttered mock-enthusiastically.
That day after school, Helga pulled herself on the bus, and searched for Phoebe. She instantly walked down the aisle, and plopped down int he seat beside Phoebe.
"Listen, Pheebs. I am really sorry for today at lunch. I was being a real jerk. And I'm sorry." Phoebe smiled weakly. "It's okay Helga. I understand. After all you biggest most heartfelt, and heavily protected secret *sound familiar?* is out in the open. Who knows how big of a chance there is that Arnold will find out. I'm just surprised Gerald hasn't told him yet.." "Pheebs, I get the picture." Helga said her stomach growing weak. "Hmm, I wonder where Arnold is."Phoebe thought aloud. 'And Lila..'Helga discretely noted to herself. She grunted. 'They're probably walking home together, holding hands and skipping while making lovey dovey googly eyes at eachother.Oh gross.I think I am going to lose my lunch..Oh wait, I didn't have any..' Helga thought as her stomach grumbled a little. She leaned her head against the window, wallowing in self-pity. By the time the bus reached her stop, she walked off with a new attitude.
"Lila, shmila." she told herself. "I've done this before haven't I, just ignore the fact that Arnold has a date with Lila tonight, and that she's gonna realize that she like-likes him so much that she wants to be his girlfriend, and they will get married, and grow old together, and I'll never have a chance to admit to Arnold how I feel." By this time Helga was hysterical, on her knees, shouting at the sky. She stopped for breath, and heard a soft wheezing behind her. She raised her fist to hit him, but he caught it. She turned around in disbelief.
"Helga, don't worry about Arnold. He'll come around." Helga surrendered, her fist. "No he won't, he likes little miss perfect Lila." She said, apparently down trodden. But grateful for the unordinary conversation with Brainy. "Just trust me, believe me I'm good for something other than hitting." She smiled a bit at his remark.
"Now can we get this over with?" "Oh yea right." Helga replied gaining her regaining her composure. She punched him in the face and continued on her way home. Despite her lack of faith in what Brainy had said she decided that she would stop feeling sorry for herself. And just try to ignore the inevitable. She walked in her house to hear Bob talking in his usual aggressive tone. "I've got to be in Dallas by tonight. The Emporium depends on this trip." "Okay, honey whatever you say." Mirium replied in her usual drunken voice. Bob kissed Mirium on her cheek, and walked to the door with a suitcase in each hand. Not even noticing Helga, she caught his attention just before he closed the door.
"Bob! Where are you going!?" Helga screeched. "Dallas, I'll be back in a few days." "Your going to leave me here with Mirium?!" The slammed door appeared to be Helga's answer. Mirium came up behind Helga and draped an arm around her shoulder. "Oh come on Helga, it'll be fun, just the two of us. We can make some smoothies.and.ohhh, smoothies, I'll be right back." As Mirium left Helga trudged up to her room, and decided that she would spend the remainder of the evening writing.
"Hey shortman, you ready to go?" Grandpa asked at 6:46. "Yea, I'll be down in a second Grandpa." Arnold retrieved his remote control and turned off his room as he hurried out. Grandpa was waiting in the car. Arnold watched out the window as it began to rain. Until Lila and he were seated in their seats in the movie theater Arnold was practically nuetral, just going through the motions. He still wasn't quite sure why he was doing this.
As Arnold and Lila sat on a bench under cover from the rain, Lila decided to break the thick silence, that Arnold happened to be comfortable in. "You know Arnold. I think I was wrong." "About what Lila?" Arnold asked somewhat monotonessly. "After being with you tonight, and seeing this movie together, I'm not sure if I like-like you like I thought that I did." "Oh?" "Yea. But thank you for the movie. I hope I didn't dissapoint you to much." Despite the fact that he thought he was over her, it still kind of hurt to have her tease him like this.
"So Shortman, d'ya have fun on your date?" Grandpa asked as they drove away from Lila's house and toward the Sunset Arms. "Yea, Grandpa. Lot's of fun." After a few seconds of silence Grandpa piped up again. "So, shortman I guess you know that this Sunday is mine and Pookie's anniversary." "yea, Grandpa," Arnold confirmed as he stared nonchalantly out the rain streaked window. "Well, I was gonna take her to Hawaii for the weekend, if that's all right with you.You could stay at that kid's house with the tall hair." "Gerald, and him and his brother are going to Miami for the weekend, because Jamie O won some contest or something." "Oh," Grandpa said a bit disappointed. "Well, how about that ugly girl, with one eyebrow? Can you stay at her house." Arnold was intrigued with this idea. Maybe he could get her to confess. And at least he wouldn't have to stay with the borders. "Yea, I'll call her when we get home Grandpa." Grandpa hit the steering wheel as he cackled, not phasing Arnold. "Pookie's never gonna forget this anniversary.
"Helga.telephone." "Oh crimeny, who'd be calling me now. And right in the middle of my poetic inspiration." Helga thudded down the stairs as she asked. "Who is it?" Mirium questioned the caller. "it's your little friend Arnold." "Arnold?!" Helga fell down the stairs the rest of the way. Mirium didn't notice though, because she'd set down the phone and walked into the kitchen, probably to make another smoothie.
"Hello?" Helga greeted shakily. "Helga, are you allright, I heard a crash?" "Yea, why wouldn't I be allright. I mean sheesh." "Whatever you say Helga." "Your the one that called me football-head. Talk." "Well, I kind of want to ask you a favor." There was silence. "You see, this Sunday is my Grandpa and Grandma's 40th Anniversary (I have no idea if that is right? lol. Just humor me) and my Grandpa is going to take Grandma to Hawaii for the weekend. I really don't want to stay home with the borders, and I was wondering, if I could stay at your house for the weekend.?" "Why don't you ask tall hair boy?" Helga could have kicked herself. Arnold is willingly requesting to stay at her house for the weekend and spend time with her, and she just ruined it. What was she thinking. "Well, I would, but him and Jamie O are in Miami, Florida for the weekend. Jamie O won some contest or something. So I really have no where to go." Arnold was a little apprehensive in asking this. "Well.I suppose if you have no where to go, it's all right with me..hold on while I ask my mom." "ok." Helga put her hand over the mouthpeice, and called to Mirium who was in the kitchen. "Mirium!" "What is it dear?" Mirium asked walking out of the kitchen, smoothie in hand. "Arnold's Grandparents are going to be gone for the weekend and he wants to know if he could spend the weekend here. Cause, you know the borders, are kind of, well, they are kind of scary." "Well, sure hon. Tell him he can come over whenever he would like." "Did you hear that football head?" "Yea, I'll be there tomorrow at 7:00." "Crimeny, football head, think you can come any earlier." Arnold just grinned on the other line. "Goodnight Helga." "Yea, 'night Football head."
Arnold cradled the phone. And decided he would pack for tomorrow then turn in for the evening.
Helga cradled the phone and practically floated up to her room, in pure bliss. After she was safely in her room with the door closed and locked, she leaned up against it, and slid down. "Oh Arnold." She sighed as she pulled out her locket. She looked around and decided to do a little cleanup before tomorrow. She hid all of her poem books in the closet, threw her locket in along with them, and locked her closet door.
Helga's Secret-The Revelation and Results Chapter 5- Arnold's Even "bolder" Move
"Greetings Helga." Phoebe trailed off when she noticed that Helga wasn't in the best of mood. "Helga what may I ask is wrong?" Phoebe questioned a bit cautiously. "Well, besides the fact that the whole world knows my secret now.everything is just peachy keen Pheebs!" Helga said venomously. Phoebe backed up a little. "Helga, I really am sorry.I told you that I didn't mean to tell. I know that's no excuse, but I hope that you can forgive me." Helga remained silent. "Look on the bright side, if Arnold does find out, then you won't have to confess it to him, that.saves...a little...pain perhaps?" Helga grunted. Phoebe began to eat her lunch in silence. Where as Helga continued to sit motionless and silent. She glanced over at Arnold at his table with Gerald, Sid, Stinky, and Harold a few times. But other than that didn't speak to Phoebe. She wasn't purposely blowing Phoebe off, she was just a little on edge. What with the whole Arnold-could-get-up-at-any-moment-and- tell-the-whole-school-that-she-was-in-love-with-him deal. She sat, practically waiting to see Arnold's shock stricken face, as Gerald spilled her most heartfelt and heavily protect secret.
Meanwhile. "Gerald, I am going to go ask Lila to the movies." Gerald jerked Arnold back down when he was standing halfway up. "Arnold man. Do you have a death wish?!" Gerald questioned incredulously. "Gerald, what are you talking about?" "Helga is sitting right there, at the table in perfect viewing and earshot of anything you might say to Lila." "What's wrong with that?" "Helga Pataki man..You don't think it would make her a little mad to see you ask Lila out? You gotta stop being so dense man." Gerald said shaking his head. "Gerald I don't think that Helga knows that I know she likes me-" "Loves you." Gerald corrected. "Uh huh. Look Gerald, this is something I've got to do." "Allright man, it's your life. Hey, I thought you were over Lila?"
Arnold ignored Gerald's last comment as he walked to the table that Lila was sitting at, she was sitting alone. And looked a little upset.
Helga looked up to see Arnold sitting with Lila. She seemed to be avoiding his stare, but listening. And soon she looked up at him and smiled. Helga had been zoning out for most of their conversationg, but she did here what Lila said before Arnold walked to his own table. "Oh Arnold, I'll be ever so happy to go to a movie with you." "Great I'll pick you up at 7:00 tonight." Lila beamed as Arnold sauntered back to his own friends. Helga's heart dropped. How could this be happening. Arnold taking Lila to a movie, and her being "ever so" annoyingly happy and cheerful about it? What ever happened to her not like-liking him? What was going on? And why was this happening all in the middle of her life's crisis? "Great," she muttered mock-enthusiastically.
That day after school, Helga pulled herself on the bus, and searched for Phoebe. She instantly walked down the aisle, and plopped down int he seat beside Phoebe.
"Listen, Pheebs. I am really sorry for today at lunch. I was being a real jerk. And I'm sorry." Phoebe smiled weakly. "It's okay Helga. I understand. After all you biggest most heartfelt, and heavily protected secret *sound familiar?* is out in the open. Who knows how big of a chance there is that Arnold will find out. I'm just surprised Gerald hasn't told him yet.." "Pheebs, I get the picture." Helga said her stomach growing weak. "Hmm, I wonder where Arnold is."Phoebe thought aloud. 'And Lila..'Helga discretely noted to herself. She grunted. 'They're probably walking home together, holding hands and skipping while making lovey dovey googly eyes at eachother.Oh gross.I think I am going to lose my lunch..Oh wait, I didn't have any..' Helga thought as her stomach grumbled a little. She leaned her head against the window, wallowing in self-pity. By the time the bus reached her stop, she walked off with a new attitude.
"Lila, shmila." she told herself. "I've done this before haven't I, just ignore the fact that Arnold has a date with Lila tonight, and that she's gonna realize that she like-likes him so much that she wants to be his girlfriend, and they will get married, and grow old together, and I'll never have a chance to admit to Arnold how I feel." By this time Helga was hysterical, on her knees, shouting at the sky. She stopped for breath, and heard a soft wheezing behind her. She raised her fist to hit him, but he caught it. She turned around in disbelief.
"Helga, don't worry about Arnold. He'll come around." Helga surrendered, her fist. "No he won't, he likes little miss perfect Lila." She said, apparently down trodden. But grateful for the unordinary conversation with Brainy. "Just trust me, believe me I'm good for something other than hitting." She smiled a bit at his remark.
"Now can we get this over with?" "Oh yea right." Helga replied gaining her regaining her composure. She punched him in the face and continued on her way home. Despite her lack of faith in what Brainy had said she decided that she would stop feeling sorry for herself. And just try to ignore the inevitable. She walked in her house to hear Bob talking in his usual aggressive tone. "I've got to be in Dallas by tonight. The Emporium depends on this trip." "Okay, honey whatever you say." Mirium replied in her usual drunken voice. Bob kissed Mirium on her cheek, and walked to the door with a suitcase in each hand. Not even noticing Helga, she caught his attention just before he closed the door.
"Bob! Where are you going!?" Helga screeched. "Dallas, I'll be back in a few days." "Your going to leave me here with Mirium?!" The slammed door appeared to be Helga's answer. Mirium came up behind Helga and draped an arm around her shoulder. "Oh come on Helga, it'll be fun, just the two of us. We can make some smoothies.and.ohhh, smoothies, I'll be right back." As Mirium left Helga trudged up to her room, and decided that she would spend the remainder of the evening writing.
"Hey shortman, you ready to go?" Grandpa asked at 6:46. "Yea, I'll be down in a second Grandpa." Arnold retrieved his remote control and turned off his room as he hurried out. Grandpa was waiting in the car. Arnold watched out the window as it began to rain. Until Lila and he were seated in their seats in the movie theater Arnold was practically nuetral, just going through the motions. He still wasn't quite sure why he was doing this.
As Arnold and Lila sat on a bench under cover from the rain, Lila decided to break the thick silence, that Arnold happened to be comfortable in. "You know Arnold. I think I was wrong." "About what Lila?" Arnold asked somewhat monotonessly. "After being with you tonight, and seeing this movie together, I'm not sure if I like-like you like I thought that I did." "Oh?" "Yea. But thank you for the movie. I hope I didn't dissapoint you to much." Despite the fact that he thought he was over her, it still kind of hurt to have her tease him like this.
"So Shortman, d'ya have fun on your date?" Grandpa asked as they drove away from Lila's house and toward the Sunset Arms. "Yea, Grandpa. Lot's of fun." After a few seconds of silence Grandpa piped up again. "So, shortman I guess you know that this Sunday is mine and Pookie's anniversary." "yea, Grandpa," Arnold confirmed as he stared nonchalantly out the rain streaked window. "Well, I was gonna take her to Hawaii for the weekend, if that's all right with you.You could stay at that kid's house with the tall hair." "Gerald, and him and his brother are going to Miami for the weekend, because Jamie O won some contest or something." "Oh," Grandpa said a bit disappointed. "Well, how about that ugly girl, with one eyebrow? Can you stay at her house." Arnold was intrigued with this idea. Maybe he could get her to confess. And at least he wouldn't have to stay with the borders. "Yea, I'll call her when we get home Grandpa." Grandpa hit the steering wheel as he cackled, not phasing Arnold. "Pookie's never gonna forget this anniversary.
"Helga.telephone." "Oh crimeny, who'd be calling me now. And right in the middle of my poetic inspiration." Helga thudded down the stairs as she asked. "Who is it?" Mirium questioned the caller. "it's your little friend Arnold." "Arnold?!" Helga fell down the stairs the rest of the way. Mirium didn't notice though, because she'd set down the phone and walked into the kitchen, probably to make another smoothie.
"Hello?" Helga greeted shakily. "Helga, are you allright, I heard a crash?" "Yea, why wouldn't I be allright. I mean sheesh." "Whatever you say Helga." "Your the one that called me football-head. Talk." "Well, I kind of want to ask you a favor." There was silence. "You see, this Sunday is my Grandpa and Grandma's 40th Anniversary (I have no idea if that is right? lol. Just humor me) and my Grandpa is going to take Grandma to Hawaii for the weekend. I really don't want to stay home with the borders, and I was wondering, if I could stay at your house for the weekend.?" "Why don't you ask tall hair boy?" Helga could have kicked herself. Arnold is willingly requesting to stay at her house for the weekend and spend time with her, and she just ruined it. What was she thinking. "Well, I would, but him and Jamie O are in Miami, Florida for the weekend. Jamie O won some contest or something. So I really have no where to go." Arnold was a little apprehensive in asking this. "Well.I suppose if you have no where to go, it's all right with me..hold on while I ask my mom." "ok." Helga put her hand over the mouthpeice, and called to Mirium who was in the kitchen. "Mirium!" "What is it dear?" Mirium asked walking out of the kitchen, smoothie in hand. "Arnold's Grandparents are going to be gone for the weekend and he wants to know if he could spend the weekend here. Cause, you know the borders, are kind of, well, they are kind of scary." "Well, sure hon. Tell him he can come over whenever he would like." "Did you hear that football head?" "Yea, I'll be there tomorrow at 7:00." "Crimeny, football head, think you can come any earlier." Arnold just grinned on the other line. "Goodnight Helga." "Yea, 'night Football head."
Arnold cradled the phone. And decided he would pack for tomorrow then turn in for the evening.
Helga cradled the phone and practically floated up to her room, in pure bliss. After she was safely in her room with the door closed and locked, she leaned up against it, and slid down. "Oh Arnold." She sighed as she pulled out her locket. She looked around and decided to do a little cleanup before tomorrow. She hid all of her poem books in the closet, threw her locket in along with them, and locked her closet door.