Hey everyone I saw all of your reviews, when I had just uploaded chapter 7
I barely had 15 reviews. I go away for a few days and suddenly I have like
a million! Well.not..technically a million, more like 26.
I would personally like to thank all of the most recent reviews that I got
after 15-
thanks flower powerer I didn't think my story would be anyone's favorite
thanks again sailor v princess, your comment on my keeping the characters exactly how they are is very appreciated. I seriously try my best.
Thanks arnoldfan, glad you like it
oh blondevixen I think it is leading to a good romantic interlude, and there will definatly be some getting togetherage
thank you zarius, I was very ecstatic to read your review
I know exactly what you are talking about humble, thanks for reviewing
thanks calvin briefs and todd.
Thanks helga243, thanks for the advice
OMG thank you Lynderia!
Thanks all you guys who read and/or review. If you don't review I still love you! and when you do I love you even more. I am so freakin stoked that I got all these reviews that I jumped on the computer right after is saw them and started trying up Chapter 8. So here it is fellow HA friends!
Helga's Secret-The Revelation and Results
Chapter 8-Your Asking Me To Be Your Date?
"Pheebs?" Helga replied when someone answered the phone.
"Oh, greetings Helga. Things went okay I hope?"
"Doi, Pheebs. This is Arnold we're talking about here. I've loved the poor child since the dawn of time. He just spent the weekend with me. He slept on my couch. He-" Helga cut herself short. She was letting her mouth run away with her. There was no way she'd tell Pheebs she'd kissed Arnold. He probably thought it was just a friendly peck. That would explain why he returned it. She was sure he didn't like her like her. But she could still feel his soft lips graze her left cheek. As she reminisced on the closest- she'd-ever-get-to-Arnold moment, her hand, heedlessly lifted to rest on her cheek.
"Helga?"
"What?"
"Did you fall asleep?"
"Um, kind of Pheebs."
"Oh. Well, Gerald arrived home last night. He called almost everyone for a baseball game at Geraldfield today. I presume you'll be coming?"
"Doi."
"Perhaps you could inform Arnold?"
"Geraldo hasn't already?"
"No."
"Yea, I'll call him or something then." Helga grumbled.
"Well, Helga, I was thinking; since your in the process of getting closer to him if you know what I mean, then maybe you'd rather go to the boarding house and invite him to walk with you."
"I appreciate the suggestion Pheebs, and I know you just playin' cupid. But no fairy tale romance is going to take place between Arnold and I. It's probably always going to be the same between us."
"Helga..."
"It's allright Pheebs, I'm used to the idea." In actuality she prayed and hoped Arnold felt something for her.
"Helga you can't give up. You haven't even told him how you feel yet."
"I know Pheebs." Helga lied. She had told him before and he had convinced her into telling him she still hated him. It would be catastrophic to even think of admitting it to him again. She had too. "I'm scared. Lately he and I have been friends, and I don't want to change that between us."
"Well, Helga, that is a chance you'll have to take. But once you tell him, your inner suffering will be over, Helga. You'll feel replenished. And being the reason you pick on him, Arnold deserves to know you love him."
"Okay Pheebs. I'm going to call Arnold before Gerald gets to him."
"Oh, I informed Gerald that Arnold had something important to do this morning and he would greet Gerald at Geraldfield.
"Great, I'll see you at the game Phoebe." Phoebe sighed.
"What now Pheebs?"
"Well...it's just, I really think it would be best for you to go to the boarding house and see him." Now Helga sighed.
"Bye Phoebe."
"Syonara Helga." Helga cradled the phone and sat for a moment thinking. She removed the reciever for the second time and dialed Arnold's number with care. A repetetive beeping signaled the line was busy. "Oh for kripe's sake..." Helga said as she activated the redial feature. Still it beeped. She slammed the phone into the cradle.
"Helga is everything all right?"
"Fine Mirium. I'm going to go out."
"But your father should be getting home around noon."
"Bye Mom." Helga slammed the door behind her. She jumped off the stairs, her feet landing hard on the cement. She began walking toward the overpass, where under it, the Sunset boarding home lay.
-meanwhile-
"Pssst...Arnold, come in here Arnold." Said a heavily accented Korean voice. Arnold knew it to be Mr. Hyunn, and walked into the room where the voice had called from. Ernie, Mr. And Mrs. Kokashka and Mr. Hyunn all stood before Arnold.
"Arnold, while you were at your friend's house the other border's and I came up with a plan." Arnold eyed the four adults curiously. Suzie Kokashka took over for Ernie.
"Your Grandpa and Grandma went away to Hawaii and we never got a chance to celebrate their anniversary with them. So to show them our appreciation for how much they've done for all of us, and how much they've TOLERATED," Suzie paused to glare at Oskar. "We wanted to throw them an anniversary party on the roof. With-"
"A buffet." Oskar offered.
"And a band." Mr. Hyunn said cheerily.
"And a door man." Everyone looked at Ernie.
"You know that guy that takes your hat and coat...okay, guess you don't."
"That's really nice of you guys." Arnold told them taking the attention off Ernie.
"Well, there's something else Arnold." Suzie added as Arnold started toward the door.
"What is it Mrs. Kokashka?"
"Well, it's a couple's party. So it would probably be a good idea if you brought a date." Suzie said a bit uneasily.
"And your Grandparents would love to see you with a date Arnold." Oskar said wistfully, and then chuckled a bit. Arnold really couldn't say anything.
"Well, I am going to go grab some breakfast. I'll see you guys later."
"Don't tell Grandma and Grandpa. The party is tonight Arnold 7:30 sharp. It will be on the rooftop." Mr. Hyunn told the slightly incoherent Arnold. Arnold walked out, and to the kitchen. After eating he retreated to his room. Where shortly after grandma called up to him.
"Sir Robin, Fair Maid Marian has arrived." Arnold waved it off, as he waked down the stairs onto the regular stairway, aside from his loft's entrance.
"Helga?" Arnold stammered. But smiled when she turned to him.
"Hi Arnold." Helga proceeded up the stairs, and soon was a step lower than he, but just as tall. 'Has she come to confess?' Arnold thought.
"Uh, Phoebe called me this morning, and told me that Gerald called a game at Geraldfield, so he could see the whole gang again."
"Oh."
"Well?"
"What?"
"Do you want to walk to the field with me Football-head?"
"I guess it's over?"
"What's over?"
"Nothing." Arnold was referring to the whole her being nice to him deal they'd made. "Yea, I'll walk with you Helga." Arnold followed Helga down the steps. When they got outside into the warm sunlight, Arnold was reminded of the party the borders were throwing tonight. And that he needed a date.
"Everything allright Arnold?" Arnold was a little shocked to hear the concern dripping from her voice. He looked to her and noticed that she had turned away.
"Yes...well, no."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, the borders are throwing a party tonight for my grandparents. For their anniversary, you know, because of everything my grandma and grandpa put up with and do for them."
"Well, that is nice of them."
"Yea."
"What's the problem with that?"
"They want me to bring someone."
"So take Tall Hair Boy." Helga replied tonelessly.
"They want me to take a date." Arnold gulped and waited for Helga's reaction. She just remained silent. Maybe if he hadn't have told her that he was over Lila, she would have suggested her next. Then in unison they both said: "Would you like to-" "Well, if you wanted I could-"
Arnold and Helga both blushed. "Do you want to come with me Helga?"
"I guess so. Bobs coming home today, and it would be nice to get out of the house."
"Great, it's at 7:30."
"Do I have to dress up?"
"Well, I'm not planning on it."
"Oh."
"Thanks Helga. You really aren't as bad as you pretend to be."
'I'd only let you see that side of me Arnold.' Helga thought as she mentally swooned.
Everyone turned to greet them as they approached Geraldfield.
"Arnold, my man!" Gerald called as he ran towards Arnold. They did their traditional handshake. Knowing that Gerald didn't like her much, and that now Arnold had his best friend to talk to Helga, went to take the open catcher's place.
Arnold watched Helga with a bit of disappointment, she didn't seem too thrilled about going with him to his grandparent's anniversary party. But soon enough his attention was exerted to Gerald.
"Hey Gerald, how was the trip."
"It was pretty cool. But I had some with drawls. Hillwood is a hard place to get used to not having around." Gerald replied suavely. "Let's play some ball!" Gerald called to everyone. All the gang; Harold, Sid, Stinky, Sheena, Curly, Eugine, Helga and Phoebe all cheered.
"Sid your up!" Sid took his place at home plate. Harold, from the pitcher's mound, prepared for his best curve ball. The game continued for a good couple hours. Then everyone got an icecream from the Jolly Olly Man. With the exception of Harold who get 17 Mr. Fudgie bars.
-Helga's House, Bob is back-
"Get in here little missy." Helga slammed the door, and reluctantly waked into the living room.
"Coming Bob!"
"Where have you been all day, Olga?" Bob Pataki asked from his worn recliner. He had made himself welcome back home. Mirium was at the counter, sipping at a smoothie.
"It's Helga, Dad. Helga. And I was out with my friends."
"Don't get that tone with me missy. From now on I expect you to tell your mother and I where you will be going from now on."
"Oh for kripes sake Bob. Why do you suddenly care?"
"You better wipe that scowl off your face, and cut with the attitude. I'm in a good mood, don't ruin it."
"I wouldn't dare." Helga said sarcastically. Having Bob back home really bummed her out. She walked up to her room. All weekend she'd practically lived on Cloud 9, and now it was ruined. At least she still had tonight to look forward to. She wasn't planning on dressing up, but she was going to take her hair down. Arnold had said she looked pretty with her hair down. Helga perked up a bit. Then she was called for dinner.
"I'm not eating." She called back downstairs. Soon enough Bob came barging in.
"What do you mean your not eating Girl?" "I'm not eating." Bob crossed his arms waiting for a reason. "Fine, Bob. If you must know, it's because I've been invited to a party. An anniversary party. And more than likely they will be serving food there."
"You didn't ask permission to go to this party." Bob said matter-factly. But calmly.
"Well, I'm asking now. Can I go to the party?"
"Who with?"
"My friend Arnold."
"Oh, you mean Alfred. With the crazy Grandparents. That families got problems. I don't want you going over there."
"Bob, they're not crazy. They're nice. And I am going to the party." Helga said roughly struggling to uphold a strong demeanor.
"What did I tell you about talking back? You are grounded to this room."
"But Dad!" Helga called after him desperately. For a moment, after Bob had slammed her bedroom door, she felt defeated. And she almost wanted to cry. But when she glanced at her alarm clock and saw that it was already nearing 7:45, she decided she'd sneak out. It's not like they cared enough to check up on her, right? Bob was probably just acting that way, to make her miserable. Helga quickly brushed her hair down, and began her escape.
thanks again sailor v princess, your comment on my keeping the characters exactly how they are is very appreciated. I seriously try my best.
Thanks arnoldfan, glad you like it
oh blondevixen I think it is leading to a good romantic interlude, and there will definatly be some getting togetherage
thank you zarius, I was very ecstatic to read your review
I know exactly what you are talking about humble, thanks for reviewing
thanks calvin briefs and todd.
Thanks helga243, thanks for the advice
OMG thank you Lynderia!
Thanks all you guys who read and/or review. If you don't review I still love you! and when you do I love you even more. I am so freakin stoked that I got all these reviews that I jumped on the computer right after is saw them and started trying up Chapter 8. So here it is fellow HA friends!
Helga's Secret-The Revelation and Results
Chapter 8-Your Asking Me To Be Your Date?
"Pheebs?" Helga replied when someone answered the phone.
"Oh, greetings Helga. Things went okay I hope?"
"Doi, Pheebs. This is Arnold we're talking about here. I've loved the poor child since the dawn of time. He just spent the weekend with me. He slept on my couch. He-" Helga cut herself short. She was letting her mouth run away with her. There was no way she'd tell Pheebs she'd kissed Arnold. He probably thought it was just a friendly peck. That would explain why he returned it. She was sure he didn't like her like her. But she could still feel his soft lips graze her left cheek. As she reminisced on the closest- she'd-ever-get-to-Arnold moment, her hand, heedlessly lifted to rest on her cheek.
"Helga?"
"What?"
"Did you fall asleep?"
"Um, kind of Pheebs."
"Oh. Well, Gerald arrived home last night. He called almost everyone for a baseball game at Geraldfield today. I presume you'll be coming?"
"Doi."
"Perhaps you could inform Arnold?"
"Geraldo hasn't already?"
"No."
"Yea, I'll call him or something then." Helga grumbled.
"Well, Helga, I was thinking; since your in the process of getting closer to him if you know what I mean, then maybe you'd rather go to the boarding house and invite him to walk with you."
"I appreciate the suggestion Pheebs, and I know you just playin' cupid. But no fairy tale romance is going to take place between Arnold and I. It's probably always going to be the same between us."
"Helga..."
"It's allright Pheebs, I'm used to the idea." In actuality she prayed and hoped Arnold felt something for her.
"Helga you can't give up. You haven't even told him how you feel yet."
"I know Pheebs." Helga lied. She had told him before and he had convinced her into telling him she still hated him. It would be catastrophic to even think of admitting it to him again. She had too. "I'm scared. Lately he and I have been friends, and I don't want to change that between us."
"Well, Helga, that is a chance you'll have to take. But once you tell him, your inner suffering will be over, Helga. You'll feel replenished. And being the reason you pick on him, Arnold deserves to know you love him."
"Okay Pheebs. I'm going to call Arnold before Gerald gets to him."
"Oh, I informed Gerald that Arnold had something important to do this morning and he would greet Gerald at Geraldfield.
"Great, I'll see you at the game Phoebe." Phoebe sighed.
"What now Pheebs?"
"Well...it's just, I really think it would be best for you to go to the boarding house and see him." Now Helga sighed.
"Bye Phoebe."
"Syonara Helga." Helga cradled the phone and sat for a moment thinking. She removed the reciever for the second time and dialed Arnold's number with care. A repetetive beeping signaled the line was busy. "Oh for kripe's sake..." Helga said as she activated the redial feature. Still it beeped. She slammed the phone into the cradle.
"Helga is everything all right?"
"Fine Mirium. I'm going to go out."
"But your father should be getting home around noon."
"Bye Mom." Helga slammed the door behind her. She jumped off the stairs, her feet landing hard on the cement. She began walking toward the overpass, where under it, the Sunset boarding home lay.
-meanwhile-
"Pssst...Arnold, come in here Arnold." Said a heavily accented Korean voice. Arnold knew it to be Mr. Hyunn, and walked into the room where the voice had called from. Ernie, Mr. And Mrs. Kokashka and Mr. Hyunn all stood before Arnold.
"Arnold, while you were at your friend's house the other border's and I came up with a plan." Arnold eyed the four adults curiously. Suzie Kokashka took over for Ernie.
"Your Grandpa and Grandma went away to Hawaii and we never got a chance to celebrate their anniversary with them. So to show them our appreciation for how much they've done for all of us, and how much they've TOLERATED," Suzie paused to glare at Oskar. "We wanted to throw them an anniversary party on the roof. With-"
"A buffet." Oskar offered.
"And a band." Mr. Hyunn said cheerily.
"And a door man." Everyone looked at Ernie.
"You know that guy that takes your hat and coat...okay, guess you don't."
"That's really nice of you guys." Arnold told them taking the attention off Ernie.
"Well, there's something else Arnold." Suzie added as Arnold started toward the door.
"What is it Mrs. Kokashka?"
"Well, it's a couple's party. So it would probably be a good idea if you brought a date." Suzie said a bit uneasily.
"And your Grandparents would love to see you with a date Arnold." Oskar said wistfully, and then chuckled a bit. Arnold really couldn't say anything.
"Well, I am going to go grab some breakfast. I'll see you guys later."
"Don't tell Grandma and Grandpa. The party is tonight Arnold 7:30 sharp. It will be on the rooftop." Mr. Hyunn told the slightly incoherent Arnold. Arnold walked out, and to the kitchen. After eating he retreated to his room. Where shortly after grandma called up to him.
"Sir Robin, Fair Maid Marian has arrived." Arnold waved it off, as he waked down the stairs onto the regular stairway, aside from his loft's entrance.
"Helga?" Arnold stammered. But smiled when she turned to him.
"Hi Arnold." Helga proceeded up the stairs, and soon was a step lower than he, but just as tall. 'Has she come to confess?' Arnold thought.
"Uh, Phoebe called me this morning, and told me that Gerald called a game at Geraldfield, so he could see the whole gang again."
"Oh."
"Well?"
"What?"
"Do you want to walk to the field with me Football-head?"
"I guess it's over?"
"What's over?"
"Nothing." Arnold was referring to the whole her being nice to him deal they'd made. "Yea, I'll walk with you Helga." Arnold followed Helga down the steps. When they got outside into the warm sunlight, Arnold was reminded of the party the borders were throwing tonight. And that he needed a date.
"Everything allright Arnold?" Arnold was a little shocked to hear the concern dripping from her voice. He looked to her and noticed that she had turned away.
"Yes...well, no."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, the borders are throwing a party tonight for my grandparents. For their anniversary, you know, because of everything my grandma and grandpa put up with and do for them."
"Well, that is nice of them."
"Yea."
"What's the problem with that?"
"They want me to bring someone."
"So take Tall Hair Boy." Helga replied tonelessly.
"They want me to take a date." Arnold gulped and waited for Helga's reaction. She just remained silent. Maybe if he hadn't have told her that he was over Lila, she would have suggested her next. Then in unison they both said: "Would you like to-" "Well, if you wanted I could-"
Arnold and Helga both blushed. "Do you want to come with me Helga?"
"I guess so. Bobs coming home today, and it would be nice to get out of the house."
"Great, it's at 7:30."
"Do I have to dress up?"
"Well, I'm not planning on it."
"Oh."
"Thanks Helga. You really aren't as bad as you pretend to be."
'I'd only let you see that side of me Arnold.' Helga thought as she mentally swooned.
Everyone turned to greet them as they approached Geraldfield.
"Arnold, my man!" Gerald called as he ran towards Arnold. They did their traditional handshake. Knowing that Gerald didn't like her much, and that now Arnold had his best friend to talk to Helga, went to take the open catcher's place.
Arnold watched Helga with a bit of disappointment, she didn't seem too thrilled about going with him to his grandparent's anniversary party. But soon enough his attention was exerted to Gerald.
"Hey Gerald, how was the trip."
"It was pretty cool. But I had some with drawls. Hillwood is a hard place to get used to not having around." Gerald replied suavely. "Let's play some ball!" Gerald called to everyone. All the gang; Harold, Sid, Stinky, Sheena, Curly, Eugine, Helga and Phoebe all cheered.
"Sid your up!" Sid took his place at home plate. Harold, from the pitcher's mound, prepared for his best curve ball. The game continued for a good couple hours. Then everyone got an icecream from the Jolly Olly Man. With the exception of Harold who get 17 Mr. Fudgie bars.
-Helga's House, Bob is back-
"Get in here little missy." Helga slammed the door, and reluctantly waked into the living room.
"Coming Bob!"
"Where have you been all day, Olga?" Bob Pataki asked from his worn recliner. He had made himself welcome back home. Mirium was at the counter, sipping at a smoothie.
"It's Helga, Dad. Helga. And I was out with my friends."
"Don't get that tone with me missy. From now on I expect you to tell your mother and I where you will be going from now on."
"Oh for kripes sake Bob. Why do you suddenly care?"
"You better wipe that scowl off your face, and cut with the attitude. I'm in a good mood, don't ruin it."
"I wouldn't dare." Helga said sarcastically. Having Bob back home really bummed her out. She walked up to her room. All weekend she'd practically lived on Cloud 9, and now it was ruined. At least she still had tonight to look forward to. She wasn't planning on dressing up, but she was going to take her hair down. Arnold had said she looked pretty with her hair down. Helga perked up a bit. Then she was called for dinner.
"I'm not eating." She called back downstairs. Soon enough Bob came barging in.
"What do you mean your not eating Girl?" "I'm not eating." Bob crossed his arms waiting for a reason. "Fine, Bob. If you must know, it's because I've been invited to a party. An anniversary party. And more than likely they will be serving food there."
"You didn't ask permission to go to this party." Bob said matter-factly. But calmly.
"Well, I'm asking now. Can I go to the party?"
"Who with?"
"My friend Arnold."
"Oh, you mean Alfred. With the crazy Grandparents. That families got problems. I don't want you going over there."
"Bob, they're not crazy. They're nice. And I am going to the party." Helga said roughly struggling to uphold a strong demeanor.
"What did I tell you about talking back? You are grounded to this room."
"But Dad!" Helga called after him desperately. For a moment, after Bob had slammed her bedroom door, she felt defeated. And she almost wanted to cry. But when she glanced at her alarm clock and saw that it was already nearing 7:45, she decided she'd sneak out. It's not like they cared enough to check up on her, right? Bob was probably just acting that way, to make her miserable. Helga quickly brushed her hair down, and began her escape.