A/N-ok, This is a bit happier than the prologue! I know that Arnold couldn't be a doctor at his age because you have to go through so many years of med school but it's my story and I say he is so ha! Anyway...Enjoy!
Disclaimer-I do not own Hey Arnold...I *kinda* got the idea from a movie on comedy central called...oh shoot what was it called....ummm...Oh yeah! (blonde moment) Kissing a Fool, but not really, not really at all...I kinda was watching it and it gave me another idea, that and the movie My Best Friends Wedding (which I've only seen the preview for so I don't know how much alike the story is).
Till Death do us Part-part one
6 Years Later
"Hey Gerald did you dust these shelves yet?" Arnold called out.
"Yes man, for the millionth time, the shelves have been dusted," Gerald said flopping down on the coach, "And the windows cleaned, the refrigerator cleaned out, the bathroom is clean, EVERYTHING is clean."
Arnold nodded anxiously and glanced at his watch.
"Man what are you so worried about?" Gerald asked setting his coke can onto the coffee table, "This is HELGA, our Helga, she's not going to care if our apartment is clean."
"Still" Arnold said placing Geralds coke onto a coaster so it wouldn't leave a ring on the table, "She's a girl, girls like clean."
"Girl or no girl it's HELGA, she wouldn't care if we had our boxers hanging from the ceiling!" Gerald said. "She's only been gone for about 2 years on her internship."
"I know, I know, I'm stressing." Arnold said, "But I can't help it."
"Whatever Arnold," Gerald said giving his best friend a *look* and glancing at the clock on the wall, "Let's go get her...I can just hear the speach that she'll give us if we're late getting to the airport."
They arrived at the airport around the same time as Helga's flight from Australia and waited for her at the gate.
Gerald could feel Arnold's nervous anxiety just standing next to him. They watched an old woman with a cane, a chineese man with a briefcase who glanced at his watch every few seconds, a young mother looking very harried with two young children...and finally a tall, thin, tan 24 year old woman with long blonde hair.
Arnold felt his heart skip a beat. 'What the heck is wrong with you Arnold?' He asked himself, 'This is one of your best friends here...why are you so nervous.'
"Well if it isn't football head and tall hair boy," Helga teased with an enormous grin as she set down her bags and gave Gerald and Arnold huge hugs. "I actually missed you clowns believe it or not."
"Well we actually missed you and your sharp witted sarcasm," Gerald replied.
"It's great to have you back Helga," Arnold said. "I suppose you learned a lot interning for Gregory Howard, most famous australian author ever?"
Helga nodded, her eyes quickly glancing away, "So, ready to get out of here? I'm starving."
"Yeah come on Pataki, lets go." Gerald said. They picked up Helga's bags and headed out to the car.
"Man, Helga have we got a surprise for you," Gerald said, "We cleaned our whole townhouse, top to bottom, just for you."
Helga laughed, "Why? You know it's not going to stay clean for two days?"
"Probably not," Arnold agreed pulling the car out of the parking lot, "So, did you write that award winning novel you're going to write? You know the one that's going to be the most original and most creative idea ever? The one you claim is going to make you so rich that you can pay your share of the rent?"
"Why would I need to pay the rent when I'm living with a doctor and a news anchor?" Helga teased. "But yes Arnold...I think I'm finally getting somewhere with it."
That night they made good, old fashioned hamburger helper. They sat around the kitching table, eating and catching up when Helga cleared her throat.
Arnold and Gerald looked at her. Helga looked down at her plate and began stirring her hamburger helper around with her fork. "So ummm..." She started, "for the last two years...as you know, I've been in Australia with Gregory Howard...and umm.. well, I'm engaged..."
Everything was suddenly silent. Helga glanced up from her plate to see Arnold and Gerald staring at her with mouths open.
"Well...wow Helga that's great," Gerald said getting up walking over to give her a hug.
"Umm...yeah Helga I'm..I'm really happy for you," Arnold said giving her a hug as well.
"Really?" Helga asked, sounding kind of relieved.
"Yeah of course," Arnold said, "I mean I don't actually know the guy...but if you're engaged to him he must be really great. Huh? It's Gregory Howard you're engaged to, right?"
"Yes," Helga said.
"Well that's great Helga!" Gerald said, "So when do we get to meet him?"
"He's flying in tomorrow, he'll be staying in the Marriot." Helga said.
"Oh hey ummm...I just remembered I have some paperwork I had to pick up from the office today..." Arnold said, "A patient called and wanted me to check something on an...an alergy record. I'll be back in about twenty minutes. Congratulations Helga, We'll celebrate when I get back ok?" He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before grabbing his keys and leaving. Arnold walked hurridly down the street he stopped on a bench and sat down putting his head in his hands. 'What's wrong with you Arnold?' He asked himself, 'you should be happy, one of your best friends is getting married.' *but not to you* a little voice popped into his head. 'why did I think that? I do NOT like Helga, well not like that, and I'm not jealous of Gregory Howard in anyway whatsover. Helga can do what ever she wants.' *Is it possible that you love Helga G. Pataki?* that annoying voice came back. 'No, I do not, I haven't seen her in two years...that's all, I missed her.' *What if you do love her?* 'That's ridiculous....' Arnold pondered over this for awhile continuing the little conversation with himself. *think about it...you've loved her for a long time, you just won't admit it to her, You always saw the real Helga, past the sarcastic bully, you always knew how great she was...then in senior year, after all you went through, you fell in love...you just won't admit it to yourself...untill now, now that you're jealous, now you know you love her, you're jealous of this Gregory Howard guy...You've loved her for a long time.*
"I hate it when that little voice is right," Arnold muttered to himself getting up and walking back toward the townhouse. He grabbed some papers from the car and headed inside.
"Hey Arnold," Helga said. She was sitting at the counter reading a magazine article. "Get the stuff you needed?"
"Yeah." Arnold said looking at her across the counter. 'She's gorgeous...' he thought, 'And she's smart...and funny...and great...and I'm surprised it took me untill she was engaged to realize that I love her.' "Where's Gerald?" He asked.
"He went to bed." Helga said. Arnold looked at the clock...he'd been outside for a little over an hour, he hadn't realized it had been that long.
Arnold nodded. "What's up for tomorrow?" He asked.
"Gerald and I just talked about it," Helga said without looking up from the article, "Obviously since you two have actual jobs you'll be at work during the day but how about we meet for dinner at about 7:30 at Le'Monte, that way you guys can meet Gregory."
"Great plan Helga," Arnold said, "Ok well it's 10:00 and I have to be up in about eight hours so I'm going to bed."
"Goodnight" Helga said.
"Goodnight, Helga," Arnold said.
***Next time*** dinner with Gregory Howard, And poor Arnold works on his little situation...don't worry, it only gets better. Review please!!!
Disclaimer-I do not own Hey Arnold...I *kinda* got the idea from a movie on comedy central called...oh shoot what was it called....ummm...Oh yeah! (blonde moment) Kissing a Fool, but not really, not really at all...I kinda was watching it and it gave me another idea, that and the movie My Best Friends Wedding (which I've only seen the preview for so I don't know how much alike the story is).
Till Death do us Part-part one
6 Years Later
"Hey Gerald did you dust these shelves yet?" Arnold called out.
"Yes man, for the millionth time, the shelves have been dusted," Gerald said flopping down on the coach, "And the windows cleaned, the refrigerator cleaned out, the bathroom is clean, EVERYTHING is clean."
Arnold nodded anxiously and glanced at his watch.
"Man what are you so worried about?" Gerald asked setting his coke can onto the coffee table, "This is HELGA, our Helga, she's not going to care if our apartment is clean."
"Still" Arnold said placing Geralds coke onto a coaster so it wouldn't leave a ring on the table, "She's a girl, girls like clean."
"Girl or no girl it's HELGA, she wouldn't care if we had our boxers hanging from the ceiling!" Gerald said. "She's only been gone for about 2 years on her internship."
"I know, I know, I'm stressing." Arnold said, "But I can't help it."
"Whatever Arnold," Gerald said giving his best friend a *look* and glancing at the clock on the wall, "Let's go get her...I can just hear the speach that she'll give us if we're late getting to the airport."
They arrived at the airport around the same time as Helga's flight from Australia and waited for her at the gate.
Gerald could feel Arnold's nervous anxiety just standing next to him. They watched an old woman with a cane, a chineese man with a briefcase who glanced at his watch every few seconds, a young mother looking very harried with two young children...and finally a tall, thin, tan 24 year old woman with long blonde hair.
Arnold felt his heart skip a beat. 'What the heck is wrong with you Arnold?' He asked himself, 'This is one of your best friends here...why are you so nervous.'
"Well if it isn't football head and tall hair boy," Helga teased with an enormous grin as she set down her bags and gave Gerald and Arnold huge hugs. "I actually missed you clowns believe it or not."
"Well we actually missed you and your sharp witted sarcasm," Gerald replied.
"It's great to have you back Helga," Arnold said. "I suppose you learned a lot interning for Gregory Howard, most famous australian author ever?"
Helga nodded, her eyes quickly glancing away, "So, ready to get out of here? I'm starving."
"Yeah come on Pataki, lets go." Gerald said. They picked up Helga's bags and headed out to the car.
"Man, Helga have we got a surprise for you," Gerald said, "We cleaned our whole townhouse, top to bottom, just for you."
Helga laughed, "Why? You know it's not going to stay clean for two days?"
"Probably not," Arnold agreed pulling the car out of the parking lot, "So, did you write that award winning novel you're going to write? You know the one that's going to be the most original and most creative idea ever? The one you claim is going to make you so rich that you can pay your share of the rent?"
"Why would I need to pay the rent when I'm living with a doctor and a news anchor?" Helga teased. "But yes Arnold...I think I'm finally getting somewhere with it."
That night they made good, old fashioned hamburger helper. They sat around the kitching table, eating and catching up when Helga cleared her throat.
Arnold and Gerald looked at her. Helga looked down at her plate and began stirring her hamburger helper around with her fork. "So ummm..." She started, "for the last two years...as you know, I've been in Australia with Gregory Howard...and umm.. well, I'm engaged..."
Everything was suddenly silent. Helga glanced up from her plate to see Arnold and Gerald staring at her with mouths open.
"Well...wow Helga that's great," Gerald said getting up walking over to give her a hug.
"Umm...yeah Helga I'm..I'm really happy for you," Arnold said giving her a hug as well.
"Really?" Helga asked, sounding kind of relieved.
"Yeah of course," Arnold said, "I mean I don't actually know the guy...but if you're engaged to him he must be really great. Huh? It's Gregory Howard you're engaged to, right?"
"Yes," Helga said.
"Well that's great Helga!" Gerald said, "So when do we get to meet him?"
"He's flying in tomorrow, he'll be staying in the Marriot." Helga said.
"Oh hey ummm...I just remembered I have some paperwork I had to pick up from the office today..." Arnold said, "A patient called and wanted me to check something on an...an alergy record. I'll be back in about twenty minutes. Congratulations Helga, We'll celebrate when I get back ok?" He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before grabbing his keys and leaving. Arnold walked hurridly down the street he stopped on a bench and sat down putting his head in his hands. 'What's wrong with you Arnold?' He asked himself, 'you should be happy, one of your best friends is getting married.' *but not to you* a little voice popped into his head. 'why did I think that? I do NOT like Helga, well not like that, and I'm not jealous of Gregory Howard in anyway whatsover. Helga can do what ever she wants.' *Is it possible that you love Helga G. Pataki?* that annoying voice came back. 'No, I do not, I haven't seen her in two years...that's all, I missed her.' *What if you do love her?* 'That's ridiculous....' Arnold pondered over this for awhile continuing the little conversation with himself. *think about it...you've loved her for a long time, you just won't admit it to her, You always saw the real Helga, past the sarcastic bully, you always knew how great she was...then in senior year, after all you went through, you fell in love...you just won't admit it to yourself...untill now, now that you're jealous, now you know you love her, you're jealous of this Gregory Howard guy...You've loved her for a long time.*
"I hate it when that little voice is right," Arnold muttered to himself getting up and walking back toward the townhouse. He grabbed some papers from the car and headed inside.
"Hey Arnold," Helga said. She was sitting at the counter reading a magazine article. "Get the stuff you needed?"
"Yeah." Arnold said looking at her across the counter. 'She's gorgeous...' he thought, 'And she's smart...and funny...and great...and I'm surprised it took me untill she was engaged to realize that I love her.' "Where's Gerald?" He asked.
"He went to bed." Helga said. Arnold looked at the clock...he'd been outside for a little over an hour, he hadn't realized it had been that long.
Arnold nodded. "What's up for tomorrow?" He asked.
"Gerald and I just talked about it," Helga said without looking up from the article, "Obviously since you two have actual jobs you'll be at work during the day but how about we meet for dinner at about 7:30 at Le'Monte, that way you guys can meet Gregory."
"Great plan Helga," Arnold said, "Ok well it's 10:00 and I have to be up in about eight hours so I'm going to bed."
"Goodnight" Helga said.
"Goodnight, Helga," Arnold said.
***Next time*** dinner with Gregory Howard, And poor Arnold works on his little situation...don't worry, it only gets better. Review please!!!