First, a couple of notes...I know that this is a lot like the egg story one, but I was out of ideas when I was thinking up a plot. But I promise you; this will involve their families, etc., a bit more, and possibly go a little deeper. Thank you so much for all the nice reviews! They make my day!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold! or any of its characters.
Chapter 2
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Helga rang Arnold's doorbell the next morning and waited. She heard a lot of scuffling and a pig oinking. Finally, Arnold's grandpa answered the door. Helga prayed that he wouldn't remember her from the many times she had ended up at Sunset Arms Boarding House uninvited.
If he did, he didn't show any sign of it. "Oh, you must be Arnold's little friend," he said. "Come on in, Arnold's up in his room."
Helga went upstairs, pulled down the trapdoor leading to the attic, and climbed the stairs. She knocked on his door and then cautiously pushed it open.
"Arnold? Hey football head, you there?"
"What? Oh, yeah, come on in, Helga."
Helga walked into his room. She had seen it several times before, but Arnold only knew about one occasion, in which she fell through his roof while trying to recover a tape that had a confession of her secret on it. No one had mentioned the incident since.
Helga wracked her brain, trying to think of something nice to say. "Cool room."
Arnold looked a bit taken aback for a minute, but then said, "Thanks, Helga."
"Alright Arnoldo, so what are we supposed to be doing? I have other more important things to do, you know."
Arnold looked at a sheet that had been given out to the class. "We're supposed to get to know each other's families, and go to each other's houses at least twice." Arnold shut his notebook. "Come on, I'll take you to meet my grandparents and the boarders."
Arnold led her downstairs and into the kitchen. "Hi, grandma," he said. Helga could see his grandmother was cutting a watermelon. She turned around with a plateful and set it down on the table. "Eat up, Kimba. You too, Eleanor." Helga froze, and glanced out of the corner of her eye at Arnold. She had once, while sleepwalking, ended up in Arnold's kitchen, with Arnold's grandmother calling her Eleanor Roosevelt. When Helga had left, Arnold's grandma told him that Eleanor Roosevelt had been called away on official White House business. But now, he luckily didn't seem to have been paying any attention.
After their watermelon, Arnold led her into the den and over to a chessboard, where his grandpa and another man were sitting.
"Helga, this is my grandpa,"
"Hello," said Arnold's grandpa.
"And this is Mr. Hyunh-"
"Hello!" said Mr. Hyunh with a thick accent and a large smile.
"And this is Mr. and Mrs. Kahkashka," said Arnold.
"Oh, hello, little girl," said Mr. Kahkashka.
"Hey," said Helga, "watch who you're calling little!"
"Heh, heh. Sorry, little girl, heh heh." He then turned back to his wife. "But Suzy, it's only a little money..."
"I said no, Oskar..."
Arnold walked over to a short, balding man.
"And this is Mr. Potts. Mr. Potts, this is Helga..."
"Hiya, Helga," said Ernie, shaking her hand. "Do you like knocking down stuff?"
"You bet I do!"
"Well, that's my job..." he boasted.
After awhile, Arnold turned to Helga. "Helga, should we..."
Helga sighed. "Yeah, I guess it's time Arnoldo...let's go to my house."
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Sorry to stop there, but I've got to go and get ready for finals! Wish me luck! I should have much more time in 2-3 weeks! I have a little more written, so if I have any spare time, I'll see if I can add more and post it. Thank you!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold! or any of its characters.
Chapter 2
**********
Helga rang Arnold's doorbell the next morning and waited. She heard a lot of scuffling and a pig oinking. Finally, Arnold's grandpa answered the door. Helga prayed that he wouldn't remember her from the many times she had ended up at Sunset Arms Boarding House uninvited.
If he did, he didn't show any sign of it. "Oh, you must be Arnold's little friend," he said. "Come on in, Arnold's up in his room."
Helga went upstairs, pulled down the trapdoor leading to the attic, and climbed the stairs. She knocked on his door and then cautiously pushed it open.
"Arnold? Hey football head, you there?"
"What? Oh, yeah, come on in, Helga."
Helga walked into his room. She had seen it several times before, but Arnold only knew about one occasion, in which she fell through his roof while trying to recover a tape that had a confession of her secret on it. No one had mentioned the incident since.
Helga wracked her brain, trying to think of something nice to say. "Cool room."
Arnold looked a bit taken aback for a minute, but then said, "Thanks, Helga."
"Alright Arnoldo, so what are we supposed to be doing? I have other more important things to do, you know."
Arnold looked at a sheet that had been given out to the class. "We're supposed to get to know each other's families, and go to each other's houses at least twice." Arnold shut his notebook. "Come on, I'll take you to meet my grandparents and the boarders."
Arnold led her downstairs and into the kitchen. "Hi, grandma," he said. Helga could see his grandmother was cutting a watermelon. She turned around with a plateful and set it down on the table. "Eat up, Kimba. You too, Eleanor." Helga froze, and glanced out of the corner of her eye at Arnold. She had once, while sleepwalking, ended up in Arnold's kitchen, with Arnold's grandmother calling her Eleanor Roosevelt. When Helga had left, Arnold's grandma told him that Eleanor Roosevelt had been called away on official White House business. But now, he luckily didn't seem to have been paying any attention.
After their watermelon, Arnold led her into the den and over to a chessboard, where his grandpa and another man were sitting.
"Helga, this is my grandpa,"
"Hello," said Arnold's grandpa.
"And this is Mr. Hyunh-"
"Hello!" said Mr. Hyunh with a thick accent and a large smile.
"And this is Mr. and Mrs. Kahkashka," said Arnold.
"Oh, hello, little girl," said Mr. Kahkashka.
"Hey," said Helga, "watch who you're calling little!"
"Heh, heh. Sorry, little girl, heh heh." He then turned back to his wife. "But Suzy, it's only a little money..."
"I said no, Oskar..."
Arnold walked over to a short, balding man.
"And this is Mr. Potts. Mr. Potts, this is Helga..."
"Hiya, Helga," said Ernie, shaking her hand. "Do you like knocking down stuff?"
"You bet I do!"
"Well, that's my job..." he boasted.
After awhile, Arnold turned to Helga. "Helga, should we..."
Helga sighed. "Yeah, I guess it's time Arnoldo...let's go to my house."
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Sorry to stop there, but I've got to go and get ready for finals! Wish me luck! I should have much more time in 2-3 weeks! I have a little more written, so if I have any spare time, I'll see if I can add more and post it. Thank you!!!