Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own 'em. I own the plot
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Authors Notes: I made parts of the story up
The Date
Arnold walked up to the door and rang the bell. Helga opened it and said she just had to get her jacket. Arnold looked at her. She was wearing a red dress with spagetti straps, she had
her hair tied up in red chinese sticks, and of course red lipstick.
She came down the steps and walked next to him. She was a goddess.
"You ready?" Arnold asked her
"Yeah"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*The Restaurant*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After ordering Arnold had decided to ask Helga to the prom. He was trying to work up what exactly to say,and figured it would be best if he got to know her better then did it.
"Arnold, do you have a last name?" She asked wanting to know.
"Yeah" Helga could tell he wasn't going to tell her what it was.
"Helga how do you get your name?" He figured if they were talking about names he might as well try to make conversation.
"Well, my name really isn't Helga, it's Hephrodite. My sisters name was olga, and my parents kind of- favor her so they would call me Olga, I would say Hyphrodite, they would say Helga."
Arnold felt bad. Her parents didn't even know her proper name. They continued to talk until 10:00, and the manager asked them to leave because they were closing
After dinner Arnold walked Helga to her house.
"Helga?" Arnold said.
"Yes?"
"Would you like to..ya' know....go to the prom together?"
Helga's eyes threatened to overflow with tears. Her dream, coming true.
"Yes." She said smiling. Her mascara was dripping down her face. Her hair had fallen down after the progress of the night. Her make-up was smudged on her face. Arnold thought she was more beautiful then she ever had in her entire life.
Arnold leaned his head closer to hers. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, a passion that had needed to be let out for the past seven years.
//Say I love you// Helga thought //Just say it//
He didn't. But she knew he did.
Feeback: YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Authors Notes: I made parts of the story up
The Date
Arnold walked up to the door and rang the bell. Helga opened it and said she just had to get her jacket. Arnold looked at her. She was wearing a red dress with spagetti straps, she had
her hair tied up in red chinese sticks, and of course red lipstick.
She came down the steps and walked next to him. She was a goddess.
"You ready?" Arnold asked her
"Yeah"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*The Restaurant*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
After ordering Arnold had decided to ask Helga to the prom. He was trying to work up what exactly to say,and figured it would be best if he got to know her better then did it.
"Arnold, do you have a last name?" She asked wanting to know.
"Yeah" Helga could tell he wasn't going to tell her what it was.
"Helga how do you get your name?" He figured if they were talking about names he might as well try to make conversation.
"Well, my name really isn't Helga, it's Hephrodite. My sisters name was olga, and my parents kind of- favor her so they would call me Olga, I would say Hyphrodite, they would say Helga."
Arnold felt bad. Her parents didn't even know her proper name. They continued to talk until 10:00, and the manager asked them to leave because they were closing
After dinner Arnold walked Helga to her house.
"Helga?" Arnold said.
"Yes?"
"Would you like to..ya' know....go to the prom together?"
Helga's eyes threatened to overflow with tears. Her dream, coming true.
"Yes." She said smiling. Her mascara was dripping down her face. Her hair had fallen down after the progress of the night. Her make-up was smudged on her face. Arnold thought she was more beautiful then she ever had in her entire life.
Arnold leaned his head closer to hers. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, a passion that had needed to be let out for the past seven years.
//Say I love you// Helga thought //Just say it//
He didn't. But she knew he did.