Eudial doesn't own Hey Arnold! because?:: If I did there would be a girl as the star of the show- not a guy. Damn right I'm a feminist- lol.
Eudial doesn't own any MLB teams because?:: If I did there's no way in hell that I'd still be single- lol!
---Cross-Town ~Bruthas---
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It was a sad day for 2 nine year old boys. They had been best friends for a long time and didn't know if they would ever meet again. Arnold and Gerald were walking over to Gerald's house for the last time. Gerald's father had got a new job in Atlanta so the whole family had to move there too. He did not want to move, since all of his friends and memories were here; in NYC. Arnold didn't want him to move either since, well he didn't want to lose his best friend. They promised to keep in touch, but they both knew somewhere along the line it would just be pointless.
Arnold held something in his hand that was all wrapped up. He would not give it to Gerald until they reached is his house.
"Man I still can't understand why you can't give it to me! I wanna see what's inside."
Arnold rolled his eyes. "You'll see when we get to your house."
"Fine be like that. Nah that's cool since I have something for you too."
About 5 minutes later they got to Gerald's house, which you could barely recognize with all the moving vans, and boxes.
Gerald looked at Arnold. "Hey man can you wait out here for a sec? I gotta get you your gift."
"Sure."
Gerald ran into his house and came back out with a package that was smaller than what Arnold had been carrying around.
"Okay let's switch." Gerald handed his gift to Arnold, and Arnold gave his to Gerald.
Arnold opened his to find Gerald's prized autographed baseball. "Wow I can't believe you're giving this to me!"
When Gerald finished unwrapping his gift he found Arnold's best bat. "Yeah man me neither!"
They both looked at their gifts in awe. "Gerald, why would you give me your best baseball? You're gonna be a great pitcher someday."
"Well man I still can't understand why you'd be giving me your best bat. I think you'll end up being a great hitter."
They were interrupted by Mr. Johansen who was in a hurry. "Come on Gerald, there's no way we'll be on schedule at this pace. It's time to say goodbye to your friend."
Gerald looked at Arnold and they shook hands for the last time. "Thanks for being my best friend Arnold. I'm gonna miss you."
Arnold smiled. "Yeah well you were a great friend too. Thanks."
Gerald walked into the car which the rest of his family was already sitting in, and they quickly drove away. He waved back at Arnold who sat on their empty stoop looking at their car drive away in the distance.
Helga was walking past the street and happened to notice Arnold sitting by himself on what looked like an abandoned stoop. "So, tall hair boy's gone huh?"
Arnold sadly looked at the ground. "Yeah."
She smiled at him mockingly. "So I guess you don't have a best friend anymore. You better not come crying to me about your problems."
"Helga can you just save it? All these times you bring this kinda stuff up like you want me to tell you." He got up and started to walk away.
She scoffed and yelled back at him. "Oh yeah well FINE!" She rolled her eyes and walked the opposite direction.
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E@@ These are some predictions which might be interesting to read about in the next chapter. Wanna guess what these kids become? Its pretty obvious- but if it aint ya'll gotta come back and read the next chapter don't ya?
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