Awakening

For a long time, I hid my heart.
Praying, you'll never find it.
You have been so dense, throughout the years.
So, how did you become so wise.
And stare at me with those forgiving eyes.
For it seems that I'm the one, that made you suffer,
But you still, smile at me.
And your emerald eyes still, glow with glee.

-Helga Pataki



Emerald eyes shot open. Arnold sat straight up, in bed. He was covered with sweat and his breath was coming out rapidly. Arnold looked around and rubbed his tired eyes. His blond hair was all messy and his pupils big and deflated because, of his dream. Finally clearing his vision he looked around his room, he could have sworn he felt something near him. He felt a body stir next to him and heard a soft moaning. Without thinking, he jumped out of his bed. Landing flat on his butt. He rubbed his bruised butt and got up slowly. Someone's in my bed Arnold thought. He was getting dizzy, but he fought his drowsiness to see who his mysterious intruder was. Once he steadied his legs and feet. He took baby steps toward the figure in the bed. *Somehow during this whole commotion, Helga stayed asleep. She's a VERY deep sleeper. Also to add, Helga is covered with the blanket so basically all you can see is her hair cause, when Arnold woke up, he let her go and she fell into his tossed around sheets* It seemed an eternity for Arnold as he finally reached his bed. He supported himself on the bed and looked at the outline of the figure under the covers, trying to get his eyes to focus and concentrate but he failed miserably. The only thing he could clearly note is the figure had blond hair. Arnold's body exhausted and still recovering from the freezing weather he was in, collapsed on the bed. His eyes closed once again and he didn't stir even when loud knockings came upon his door.
Phil carrying a tray with two mugs of hot cocoa, waited patiently for Arnold to open his room. Losing patience, and his soul promise of Arnold's privacy. He opened the door, finding Arnold still resting in his bed and Helga wrapped around like a mummy in his sheets. Phil chortled *If you don't know what this means, I'll tell ya. It's to laugh softly or something like that. * Phil put the tray on Arnold's desk and moved closer to the sleeping couple. He kneeled beside the bed and gently took out a warm rag and put it on Arnold's forehead and untangled Helga from the sheets and put a rag on her forehead as well. He tucked them in and watched them sleep peacefully beside each other before, setting the alarm clock. A blue cap was discarded on the floor, Phil bend down and kicked it up. He grinned, this was the first time he saw Arnold truly at peace without his cap or a story of his parents. He was truly happy, being a normal kid in his dreams not his mature kind self who puts other's troubles before his own. Phil looked at Arnold's face once again, there was a wide smile upon his lips, and if guided, his hands searched and found Helga's body and held her small frame close to him. "Angel" Arnold muttered in his sleep as he held Helga tighter, his smile seemed to have become even wider. Phil then looked upon Helga and found a grin upon her face as well. Her hair had come undone, in her sleep and her clothes were tattered and torn. Phil looked lost in thought for a moment then ran, to a closet that just happened to be filled with Pookie's old dresses as a girl. He picked a blue dress and laid it on the couch for Helga then, he quickly changed Arnold's clothes into his pajamas and left the room. This time he wasn't careful in leaving and slammed the door on his way out. This loud sound finally aroused Helga. *Aroused means wake up right? Oh well just pretend it does for now. *
Sapphire eyes slowly opened. Helga tried to get up but something was holding her. She turned toward it and found herself staring, at Arnold. She smiled happily and eased herself out of his arms and give him a peck on his cheek since, his forehead was covered with a rag. Helga sat up and her golden hair shone in the moonlight and fell down gently over her shoulders, part of it covered her face. Helga shivered and realized that she felt chills all over body, as she tried to stand up. Looking down at her clothes, she realized her dress was torn and hanging off of her. She blushed realizing she was practically naked in Arnold's bed. For a reason unknown, she looked around the room and spotted a sparkling blue night gown and she tried walking over to the couch, keeping her distance near the wall so she could support herself. She reached the couch and picked up the dress, just as she was about to take off her torn pink dress and put the warm blue night gown. She realized she was in Arnold's room, a little embarrassed especially if Arnold suddenly woke up. She ran to the closet, on her wobbly feet and tripped. Helga embraced herself for pain but she just rolled into Arnold's closet into a pile of clothes creating a huge racket. Helga stood up weakly and took off her pink dress and changed into the blue night gown. The blue night gown matched her eyes and she looked like an angel for it seemed to have been made for Helga. *Imagine Helga with her golden hair down, a smile on her face, a blue night gown around her body, in other words, she problemly look like Sisal but much more beautiful since, she blue outfit would show off her sapphire eyes. * After Helga was dressed, she opened the closet door and was about to return to bed when, a voice froze her in her tracks. "Angel?" Helga slowly turned around and found herself staring into bright emerald eyes.






-End Of Chapter



Okay folks, the third chapter is up. Get ready for a delay cause I have a quiz in S. S and teachers been giving projects. Can you believe I got a project in Gym? Gym! There is not point of having Gym, I can keep my own self healthy. I don't need my cheap school's help! I'm so frustrated

Phoebe: Um, Natasha?

What!

Phoebe: You didn't do the disclaimer, all your doing is complaining

Oh your right. Hey Arnold doesn't belong to me. *crys* And please review and like my story. I'm trying to finally finish a fic and I need my reader's help to do it.

Helga: Review or get beat up! No flames you fools!

Arnold: Helga, I really don't think that will get the readers to review.

Helga: Crimney the goody two shoes tries to give advice again. But Out Arnoldo!

Phoebe: I have to agree with Arnold on this one Helga, dissing readers won't get us anywhere or even get this fic done.

Arnold: Thank you Phoebe *he smiles at Phoebe and Helga growls in annoyance and envy*

Well, thanks guys. And thank you readers for reading this fic and reviewing and giving me your comments and never flaming me. I really appreciate it cause you problemly all know what I'm going through and for you guys. I'll try my best to update the this story as often as possible and finish it if people like it.