Stay Together (Continued)
By Shaun Blankenship
A Hey Arnold! Fan Fiction
CHAPTER 6: Dirty Ground
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"Lynn! Lindsay Guilliera! Your my mom's lawyer!"
"Oh, you, what do you want?"
Helga pointed at her in anger. "You're the reason why my dad's been kicked out of my home."
Lyndsay rolled her eyes back in her head. "Little girl, listen. It's just business."
"Why did you do this? How could you be this evil? And why are you doing soda commercials?"
"Look! I do these dancing gigs in commercials on the side for some extra money. Being a lawyer pays great when you're actually doing something, so I do a lot of commercials."
"But why are you doing this to Bob! I know my dad wouldn't have cheated on Miriam."
"When I met Big Bob, he explained his whole business to me, how much money was in it. So I did whatever I could to make it look like he had an affair to anyone else. Your mom already knew me, I helped her with a suit against some faulty car repair."
"I don't remeber that! When did that happen?"
"Oh, a couple years before you were probably born! That's not important! Since I had earned her trust before, she still trusted me to take this case. So when it's all said and done and she divorces Bob, she's bound to get a big settlement, allemony, and child support. And I will be recooping a nice little lawyer fee. You wanna do something about it?"
"Yeah!" Arnold raises her fist towards Lindsay but Arnold grabs it in the air.
"Helga! Calm down! Look, Lynn. You won't get away with this!"
Lyndsay looked at the two of them. "You know, I really don't know how you got away with this! Security!"
Two guards escorted Helga and Arnold out of the tent and threw them on the ground. Helga got up and spit some dirt out of her mouth. "Oh, I'm gonna..."
"HELGA!" Arnold gripped Helga by the shoulders. "Look! Don't make this worse than it already is. We need to expose her."
"But we can't do that, Arnold! Like she's gonna walk right up to my mom and tell her the truth! How are we going to 'expose' her?"
"I have a way. I..." Arnold's voice is suddenly drowned out by a screaming crowd. They both turn around and a mass of people have congregated around the stage. A man steps out on stage followed by another man and a woman. THe one man picks up a guitar and the lady sits behind a drum set. The first man steps to a microphone in the center of the stage.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! I am proud to present The White Stripes!" The crowd gets loud and the band breaks into song:
'Dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you're not around.
Shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound.
When I hear your lips make a sound!'
Arnold turns to Helga. "Come on, we gotta go."
He grabs Helga's arm and tries to pull her away. She quickly pulls back. "Hey, hold on, I'm listening to this!"
'Thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell you that I'm coming home...'
"Helga come on!"
Helga finally breaks down to Arnold. "Fine, we'll leave..."
They walk away from the carnival exit and back on to the sidewalk of the main street. "Alright, Arnold, what's so important that you had to pull me away? We're screwed, you know. We have no way of proving that my dad didn't cheat, and my parents are going to divorce. I'm gonna be sent away because none of them are near decent parents unless they are working together. I'm gonna have to move, Arnold! Unless you have something to stop all of this!"
Arnold pulls out a microcassette tape recorder out of his pocket. "I have it all on tape."
Helga stares at him. "ARNOLD!" She runs to him, holds him in her arms and kisses him romantically on the mouth. There they are, locked in the moment... until Helga realized what she was doing and stopped. She backed away from him. "Um, I can explain that..."
"Oh, I know. You like me."
"Well, I..." Helga stops. "What did you say?"
"I've known you've liked me for a while. It's not really hard to tell. I mean, you don't think anyone can hear you when you're confessing to your self in class? When you sit there just writing poems out loud? And you think I can't see it? That maybe when you're behind a dumpster, I'm not standing around the corner of it watching for the right moment to talk to you? Of course I've known!"
Helga is on the verge of hitting arnold but at the same time ready to repeat what had happened before he explained his situation. "Arnold, why... why didn't you TELL me?"
"Why didn't YOU tell ME? Who's in the wrong here, Helga?"
"Still! I mean aren't you always trying to what's right? Where were you on this one?!"
"I was waiting for you to come clean. I was... I was kind of scared of it too. I didn't want to say I knew because you seemed so happy with your secret. And if I were to say I knew, you'd probably think that I..." Helga started to tear at the eyes. "Helga, I just like you. Nothing more. Next to Gerald, I'd like to think of you as one of my best friends. But that's all we are Helga, friends. I'm sorry."
Helga looks up at Arnold and starts crying. "I'm sorry, Arnold! I should've been so much nicer to you!"
Helga goes over to her and puts his hand on her back and pats rhytmatically. "Helga, I still want to be your friend. I know that you're a good person inside and that's what I like about you. That's you, and that's who you'll always be! I may not LIKE you like you, but I do like your company. I still want to help you."
Helga looked at him and stopped crying. She took the microcassette from his recorder and started to walk away. "You've helped me, Arnold. But I can't be your friend." She turns forward and keeps talking. "I like you too much to be your friend."
Arnold yells, "Helga! Come back!" Helga doesn't even seem to listen to Arnold. He starts walking home his self. "It can't end like this! I just can't!" He turns towards Helga and runs to her. "Helga, wait!"
To Be Continued...
Will Helga be sent away? Will Arnold convince her to stay? Keep reading!
By Shaun Blankenship
A Hey Arnold! Fan Fiction
CHAPTER 6: Dirty Ground
________________________________________
"Lynn! Lindsay Guilliera! Your my mom's lawyer!"
"Oh, you, what do you want?"
Helga pointed at her in anger. "You're the reason why my dad's been kicked out of my home."
Lyndsay rolled her eyes back in her head. "Little girl, listen. It's just business."
"Why did you do this? How could you be this evil? And why are you doing soda commercials?"
"Look! I do these dancing gigs in commercials on the side for some extra money. Being a lawyer pays great when you're actually doing something, so I do a lot of commercials."
"But why are you doing this to Bob! I know my dad wouldn't have cheated on Miriam."
"When I met Big Bob, he explained his whole business to me, how much money was in it. So I did whatever I could to make it look like he had an affair to anyone else. Your mom already knew me, I helped her with a suit against some faulty car repair."
"I don't remeber that! When did that happen?"
"Oh, a couple years before you were probably born! That's not important! Since I had earned her trust before, she still trusted me to take this case. So when it's all said and done and she divorces Bob, she's bound to get a big settlement, allemony, and child support. And I will be recooping a nice little lawyer fee. You wanna do something about it?"
"Yeah!" Arnold raises her fist towards Lindsay but Arnold grabs it in the air.
"Helga! Calm down! Look, Lynn. You won't get away with this!"
Lyndsay looked at the two of them. "You know, I really don't know how you got away with this! Security!"
Two guards escorted Helga and Arnold out of the tent and threw them on the ground. Helga got up and spit some dirt out of her mouth. "Oh, I'm gonna..."
"HELGA!" Arnold gripped Helga by the shoulders. "Look! Don't make this worse than it already is. We need to expose her."
"But we can't do that, Arnold! Like she's gonna walk right up to my mom and tell her the truth! How are we going to 'expose' her?"
"I have a way. I..." Arnold's voice is suddenly drowned out by a screaming crowd. They both turn around and a mass of people have congregated around the stage. A man steps out on stage followed by another man and a woman. THe one man picks up a guitar and the lady sits behind a drum set. The first man steps to a microphone in the center of the stage.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! I am proud to present The White Stripes!" The crowd gets loud and the band breaks into song:
'Dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you're not around.
Shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound.
When I hear your lips make a sound!'
Arnold turns to Helga. "Come on, we gotta go."
He grabs Helga's arm and tries to pull her away. She quickly pulls back. "Hey, hold on, I'm listening to this!"
'Thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell you that I'm coming home...'
"Helga come on!"
Helga finally breaks down to Arnold. "Fine, we'll leave..."
They walk away from the carnival exit and back on to the sidewalk of the main street. "Alright, Arnold, what's so important that you had to pull me away? We're screwed, you know. We have no way of proving that my dad didn't cheat, and my parents are going to divorce. I'm gonna be sent away because none of them are near decent parents unless they are working together. I'm gonna have to move, Arnold! Unless you have something to stop all of this!"
Arnold pulls out a microcassette tape recorder out of his pocket. "I have it all on tape."
Helga stares at him. "ARNOLD!" She runs to him, holds him in her arms and kisses him romantically on the mouth. There they are, locked in the moment... until Helga realized what she was doing and stopped. She backed away from him. "Um, I can explain that..."
"Oh, I know. You like me."
"Well, I..." Helga stops. "What did you say?"
"I've known you've liked me for a while. It's not really hard to tell. I mean, you don't think anyone can hear you when you're confessing to your self in class? When you sit there just writing poems out loud? And you think I can't see it? That maybe when you're behind a dumpster, I'm not standing around the corner of it watching for the right moment to talk to you? Of course I've known!"
Helga is on the verge of hitting arnold but at the same time ready to repeat what had happened before he explained his situation. "Arnold, why... why didn't you TELL me?"
"Why didn't YOU tell ME? Who's in the wrong here, Helga?"
"Still! I mean aren't you always trying to what's right? Where were you on this one?!"
"I was waiting for you to come clean. I was... I was kind of scared of it too. I didn't want to say I knew because you seemed so happy with your secret. And if I were to say I knew, you'd probably think that I..." Helga started to tear at the eyes. "Helga, I just like you. Nothing more. Next to Gerald, I'd like to think of you as one of my best friends. But that's all we are Helga, friends. I'm sorry."
Helga looks up at Arnold and starts crying. "I'm sorry, Arnold! I should've been so much nicer to you!"
Helga goes over to her and puts his hand on her back and pats rhytmatically. "Helga, I still want to be your friend. I know that you're a good person inside and that's what I like about you. That's you, and that's who you'll always be! I may not LIKE you like you, but I do like your company. I still want to help you."
Helga looked at him and stopped crying. She took the microcassette from his recorder and started to walk away. "You've helped me, Arnold. But I can't be your friend." She turns forward and keeps talking. "I like you too much to be your friend."
Arnold yells, "Helga! Come back!" Helga doesn't even seem to listen to Arnold. He starts walking home his self. "It can't end like this! I just can't!" He turns towards Helga and runs to her. "Helga, wait!"
To Be Continued...
Will Helga be sent away? Will Arnold convince her to stay? Keep reading!
