Disclaimer: Once againnnn I do not own hey Arnold. I guess I'll go cry now **sniff sniff**

Helga and Arnold walked a few blocks. They weren't easy blocks to get through either....

Helga--Well, what are you waiting for football head! LETS GO!

Arnold--Ok, where do we go?

Helga--Hum, you decide. I don't know how to get there!

Arnold--Lets go....that way!


Arnold pointed to a dark alley way, but there was an end. They started to walk slowly into the depths of the dark alley. They heard a noise. They saw a shadow, a big dark shadow. They turned around.

Arnold--Uh oh! It's Torvald!!!

Torvald--Hi ya guys! You know what I'm in the mood for?

Helga--What?

Torvald--A little FOURTH GRADE POUNDING!! ARhahaha!!!!

Helga And Arnold--AH!!!!

Torvald--Come here, you little fourth grade shrimps!!!


They started to run. Not really knowing, (or caring) where they were running to, as long as Torvald didn't catch them. But too late. He caught up to them, and grabbed them in his large fists. He took them to the roof, formally Vincent's roof, and shoved them into an old shelter full of bird poop and slammed the door shut.

Helga--Nice going football head. REALLY that was the RIGHT place to go to.

Arnold--uh-huh. Lets just go.


They both opened up the door, and there before them was a line of pigeons. What Helga and Arnold didn't know was that they had accidentally got themselves into pigeon feed, and it was stuck all over them.

Helga and Arnold--Uh-oh!!

Helga--RUN!! It's the attack of the killer Pigeons!!! AH!!!!!


They both ran down the steps with over a hundred pigeons flying after them. They ran down the street, mistakenly looking back, they ran into a dumpster of garbage. The can was picked up and swooped up into a garbage truck.

Helga--Stupid sanitation engineers!!!

Arnold--Are you alright?

Helga--Yeah, but there's something in my shoe.

Arnold--Eww. In mine too! And my shirt.

Helga--What a rotten day......


They were being rolled away into the city dump. There they battled their way to get out of the mile high trash piles, and the swarms of birds and bugs.

Helga--What a stupid football headed mess I got myself into this time.

Arnold--Lets just get to Chez Paree.


They finally found there way out of the trashed Labyrinth. They walked down the street, and soon heard trouble. Arnold, slowly but surly, turned around....

Arnold--BEES!!!!! AH!!!

Helga--Huh, football head? Where are you.......AH!!! BEES!!!


They both ran and ran and ran, until they reached the center of the city, in which Chez Paree stands. There was a water fountain full of water sparkling high into the air.

Arnold--In there! Quick!!!


They jumped into the fountain, just missing the bees.

Helga--Well, well, well! That just cuts the cake, doesn't it, Arnoldo!? First you choose an dark alley way, where a mean fifth grader that goes by the name of Torvald luring behind the trash cans for some hair brained reason! Then that very same fifth grader tosses us into an old pigeon cage! After we FINALLY get out, hundreds and hundreds of pigeons fly out, attacking us for only who knows what reason! Then we decide to hide into a trash can. GREAT IDEA!!! We SOON hitch a ride in a garbage truck, and get an all expense paid trip to the lovely city dump!!! After that we are attacked by a swarm of bees that come from, wherever! And were still looking for this girl, that you ever-so blindly fell in love with, a week ago!!!!!!!!!!


Helga stops to catch her breath .Arnold looked at Helga for a moment. He placed his hat back on his head.

Arnold--No were not.

Helga--Huh?

Arnold--I just found her.


Helga looked at her reflection in the fountain. Her pigtails fell out, and her long blonde hair covered her shoulders. A thick strand of hair covered half her face. She didn't notice it before, because she got all fired up. She looked at Arnold, who smiled slightly.

TO BE CONTINUED.....

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