Hello! I'm back! Sorry, nothing funny to say, just going to do nothing... aw, I can't just leave ya
hangin'! Here ya go, more fan-fiction!
Disclaimer: you know the drill, so why should I do this? I don't now, or ever will, own Hey
Arnold! And I'm tired of typing these stupid things! *hits head* why do I always have to do these
things!? Why? Why? Why?
Arnold: (thinking) well, I thought you looked just as good before, but this is just fine also.
(Talking) uh huh. Well... I gotta go sit down, bye! (Sits down next to Gerald, in front of Helga)
Helga: you just sat down, football head. *giggle*
Arnold: (turns his head, and comes face to face with Helga) uh... uh huh. (Helga leans back
against her seat, and looks back out the window) *sigh*
Gerald: (looks at his best friend, who is still staring at Helga) just ask her to the dance, man.
Arnold: (shakes his head, looks at his smirking friend, and blushes dark red) what?
Gerald: (shakes his head) *sigh* you heard me. Ask her.
Arnold: I don't know what you're talking about.
Gerald: oh come on man, everyone can see you like her more than a friend.
Arnold: (blush darkens) no I don't. (Gerald gives him the "oh come on, it's written all over your
face" look) well... maybe I like her a little more than just a friend.
Gerald: whatever man. (Rolls eyes)
Helga: (Phoebe walks up, and begins to sit down with Helga) hey Pheebs!
Phoebe: hello Helga! How did the plan work out so far?
Helga: (turns to Phoebe) *smile* part four has gone well, so now it's time for Arnold to ask Lila!
Phoebe: leave that part to her. She'll get him to ask her by the end of the day knowing her.
Helga: yep.
At lunch.
Lila: (walks up to Helga) hello, Helga, Phoebe.
Helga: hello, Li-la.
Lila: (waves finger in Helga's face) aw, aw, aw, now you have to call me Lila, not Li-la. Got it?
Helga: (mocking) oh, I'm ever so sorry Lila not Li-la!
Lila: uh. Come on Rhonda, lets go. (Stands up straight, and storms off. Sits down at separate
table, with Rhonda right by her side) come on Rhonda, think of some way I can get Arnold to sk
me out.
Rhonda: that's an easy one.
Lila: what?!
Rhonda: *smirk* kiss him.
Lila: (eyes brighten) how?
Rhonda: well... you could sit down next to him, since Gerald got sick on the bus, and then lean
over, grab him, and pull him into a kiss. That's how I got my man, you know.
Lila: *smile* you're right! (jumps up, and walks over to Arnold. Sits down next to him) mind if I
sit here?
Arnold: (mouth full) nof.
Lila: *giggle* oh Arnold, you're just ever so silly! (Leans closer to him)
Arnold: (swallows, and king of leans away) uh... uh huh.
Lila: that's what I love in a guy. (Lunges for him, and before he could get away she has him in her
arms and in a lip lock)
Arnold: (pulls away from Lila, with a look of pure shock on his face. Soon the shock turns into a
half smile) oh...
Lila: you know... I'm still not going with anyone to the prom, Arnold.
Arnold: oh...
Lila: (frowns) can't you say anything besides oh?
Arnold: besides oh...
Lila: (thinking) I think he's in shock. (Talking) are you going to invite me to the prom?
Arnold: (blinks) oh! (Shakes head) yeah! I knew I was trying to say something! Lila, will you go
to the prom with me?
Lila: Eeeeeeee! Will I? Of course I will! (Jumps up, and throws arms around Arnold)
Phoebe: ok Helga, now that part five of my plan is complete, time to make Lila 'mysteriously'
sick. (Stands up, and walks over to Lila and Arnold's table. When she walks by, she drops some
kind of food poison in Lila's food, and then throws away her remaining food)
Later in one of the classes that Helga and Lila have together.
Lila: (stomach begins to feel weird) uh...
Helga: (looks at Lila) are you ok, Lila?
Lila: (grabs her stomach, and bends over) I think Gerald got me ever so sick!
Helga: (stands up, and grabs Lila's arm) here, I'll walk you to the nurse's office. (Raises hand)
Mrs. York: yes Helga?
Helga: Lila is sick, I'm going to walk her to the nurse's office, ok?
Mrs. York: whatever, just do it quick!
Helga: yes Mrs. York. (Walks Lila out of the classroom, down the hall, and into the nurse's
office) you can take it from here, right?
Lila: uh huh. (Walks farther into the office)
Helga: heh, heh, heh, little does she know that Arnold will be mine, not hers, mine. But, somehow
this doesn't seem right... oh well. (Shrugs, and walks back to the classroom)
the next day at school, Lila, Gerald, Stinky, Rhonda, and Nadine were all not there.
Helga: (walks onto the bus, and sees that Phoebe has a sad look on her face, so she walks back
there) hey Pheebs, what's wrong?
Phoebe: (wails out load, and grabs Helga's no backed shirt pulling her down onto the seat) Gerald
can't go to the prom tomorrow Helga!
Helga: I'm sure he'll be fine by tomorrow.
Phoebe: I sure hope you're right, Helga. *sniff* (wipes away a tear)
Arnold: (the bus stops at his boardinghouse, he walks on, doesn't see Lila, and walks to his and
Gerald's normal seat in front of Helga and Phoebe) hey Helga?
Helga: (looks away from Phoebe, and to Arnold) yes?
Arnold: (thinking) she looks better today than she did yesterday. Man, look at how that eye
shadow highlights her beautiful blue eyes. And that shirt brings out her figure so well... wow.
Helga: (snaps fingers in front of Arnold's face) hello, earth to daydreamer!
Arnold: (shakes out of his thoughts) oh, sorry Helga.
Helga: *laugh* you better be! You know it's rude to stare. Especially when you don't just stare,
but also drool. *giggle*
Arnold: (feels lip, and blushes) uh, heh, sorry Helga. *embarrassed smile*
Helga: well, that's ok, just continue.
Arnold: what was I saying?
Helga: *sigh* "hey Helga?" is all you said.
Arnold: oh yeah! Have you seen Lila?
Helga: (inwardly scowls, and thinks) wrong question, football face! (Talking) oh, she's sick. She
caught the same bug Geraldo has.
Arnold: (thinking) well, this is a predicament. (Talking) oh, I see. Say Helga, who are you going
with?
Helga: (thinking) you. (Talking) oh... (looks down at lap) the guy I wanted never asked me. So,
no one. (Thinking) come on, ask me, ask me, it's just tomorrow! You can't go with no one!
Arnold: oh, I'm sorry Helga. (Thinking) ask her you dunce! Ask her! No! What? No! Why not?
Because, she, well, wanted someone else! I can't break her chance! Yes, you can.
Helga: (sees that Arnold is lost in thought again) oh, the guy that I wanted to ask me asked
someone else by the way.
Arnold: (thinking) you're big break! *smile* (talking) oh, coo- uh, I mean, I'm sorry Helga. Say...
Helga: (thinking) he's going to ask you, Helga ol' girl, get ready! (Talking) yes?
Arnold: *gulp* uh... since, we... you know... both, don't have, uh...
Helga: dates?
Arnold: yeah, dates... for the prom tomorrow... I was wondering... would you, uh... like to go
with me?
Helga: (thinking) aaaaaaaaahhh!!! he asked me, he asked me, he asked me! i think I'm going to
die now and go to heaven! Oh, my love asked me to go... (eyes go wide) wait! I forced him
against his will! He can't love me, he asked Lila to go with him first! I can't go with him because
that would be just as bad as something Lila would do! I can't accept!
Arnold: (snaps fingers in front of Helga's face) hello? And you talked about how I space off! Ha!
Helga: (shakes her head) Arnold... that wouldn't be right.
Phoebe and Arnold look at her in disbelief.
Phoebe: (whispering) Helga... what are you doing?
Helga: Phoebe, he asked Lila first, not me. I can't do something that will go against-
Arnold: (interrupting) Helga, I didn't even want to ask Lila.
Helga: (looks at Arnold disbelievingly) huh? How can you ask someone to a prom, but not want
to?
Arnold: (frowns) Lila can do it. Didn't you see her kiss me in the lunch room? I've never been
kissed like that... wait, I was when I was nine... but that was a long time ago. But the fact is, I
was in shock, and if anyone said anything to me, I would think that was what I was about to say.
(Thinking) either that or you were trying to get Helga jealous... no I wasn't! Yes you were! No I
wasn't! Yes you were! No I wasn't! No you weren't! Yes I was! Ha! Ahh, now my mind sounds
like Helga! (Talking) ahh!
Helga: ahh, what?
Arnold: (snaps out of it) huh? Oh, just thinking.
Helga: oh, ok. Oh! So, yeah, she could get any guy especially you to ask her to go somewhere.
Arnold: uh, yep! Uh huh! That's it! Yep! (Thinking) to many yep's, you dunce. (Talking) so, are
you going to accept, or not?
Helga: (thinking) doi! What do you think? Are you really that dense? (Talking, sarcastically) well
gee, what do you think? (Normal) doi! Of course I will! Maybe it will get the guy I like jealous!
(Thinking) he'll be jealous of himself! Ha! Ha!
Arnold: *smile* goo-I mean, thanks Helga. (Turns around just as the bus pulls up to the school.
Thinking) rrrrrrrr, I have to get her to like me instead! I have to! Well, she will after tonight, I can
assure you of that.
hangin'! Here ya go, more fan-fiction!
Disclaimer: you know the drill, so why should I do this? I don't now, or ever will, own Hey
Arnold! And I'm tired of typing these stupid things! *hits head* why do I always have to do these
things!? Why? Why? Why?
Arnold: (thinking) well, I thought you looked just as good before, but this is just fine also.
(Talking) uh huh. Well... I gotta go sit down, bye! (Sits down next to Gerald, in front of Helga)
Helga: you just sat down, football head. *giggle*
Arnold: (turns his head, and comes face to face with Helga) uh... uh huh. (Helga leans back
against her seat, and looks back out the window) *sigh*
Gerald: (looks at his best friend, who is still staring at Helga) just ask her to the dance, man.
Arnold: (shakes his head, looks at his smirking friend, and blushes dark red) what?
Gerald: (shakes his head) *sigh* you heard me. Ask her.
Arnold: I don't know what you're talking about.
Gerald: oh come on man, everyone can see you like her more than a friend.
Arnold: (blush darkens) no I don't. (Gerald gives him the "oh come on, it's written all over your
face" look) well... maybe I like her a little more than just a friend.
Gerald: whatever man. (Rolls eyes)
Helga: (Phoebe walks up, and begins to sit down with Helga) hey Pheebs!
Phoebe: hello Helga! How did the plan work out so far?
Helga: (turns to Phoebe) *smile* part four has gone well, so now it's time for Arnold to ask Lila!
Phoebe: leave that part to her. She'll get him to ask her by the end of the day knowing her.
Helga: yep.
At lunch.
Lila: (walks up to Helga) hello, Helga, Phoebe.
Helga: hello, Li-la.
Lila: (waves finger in Helga's face) aw, aw, aw, now you have to call me Lila, not Li-la. Got it?
Helga: (mocking) oh, I'm ever so sorry Lila not Li-la!
Lila: uh. Come on Rhonda, lets go. (Stands up straight, and storms off. Sits down at separate
table, with Rhonda right by her side) come on Rhonda, think of some way I can get Arnold to sk
me out.
Rhonda: that's an easy one.
Lila: what?!
Rhonda: *smirk* kiss him.
Lila: (eyes brighten) how?
Rhonda: well... you could sit down next to him, since Gerald got sick on the bus, and then lean
over, grab him, and pull him into a kiss. That's how I got my man, you know.
Lila: *smile* you're right! (jumps up, and walks over to Arnold. Sits down next to him) mind if I
sit here?
Arnold: (mouth full) nof.
Lila: *giggle* oh Arnold, you're just ever so silly! (Leans closer to him)
Arnold: (swallows, and king of leans away) uh... uh huh.
Lila: that's what I love in a guy. (Lunges for him, and before he could get away she has him in her
arms and in a lip lock)
Arnold: (pulls away from Lila, with a look of pure shock on his face. Soon the shock turns into a
half smile) oh...
Lila: you know... I'm still not going with anyone to the prom, Arnold.
Arnold: oh...
Lila: (frowns) can't you say anything besides oh?
Arnold: besides oh...
Lila: (thinking) I think he's in shock. (Talking) are you going to invite me to the prom?
Arnold: (blinks) oh! (Shakes head) yeah! I knew I was trying to say something! Lila, will you go
to the prom with me?
Lila: Eeeeeeee! Will I? Of course I will! (Jumps up, and throws arms around Arnold)
Phoebe: ok Helga, now that part five of my plan is complete, time to make Lila 'mysteriously'
sick. (Stands up, and walks over to Lila and Arnold's table. When she walks by, she drops some
kind of food poison in Lila's food, and then throws away her remaining food)
Later in one of the classes that Helga and Lila have together.
Lila: (stomach begins to feel weird) uh...
Helga: (looks at Lila) are you ok, Lila?
Lila: (grabs her stomach, and bends over) I think Gerald got me ever so sick!
Helga: (stands up, and grabs Lila's arm) here, I'll walk you to the nurse's office. (Raises hand)
Mrs. York: yes Helga?
Helga: Lila is sick, I'm going to walk her to the nurse's office, ok?
Mrs. York: whatever, just do it quick!
Helga: yes Mrs. York. (Walks Lila out of the classroom, down the hall, and into the nurse's
office) you can take it from here, right?
Lila: uh huh. (Walks farther into the office)
Helga: heh, heh, heh, little does she know that Arnold will be mine, not hers, mine. But, somehow
this doesn't seem right... oh well. (Shrugs, and walks back to the classroom)
the next day at school, Lila, Gerald, Stinky, Rhonda, and Nadine were all not there.
Helga: (walks onto the bus, and sees that Phoebe has a sad look on her face, so she walks back
there) hey Pheebs, what's wrong?
Phoebe: (wails out load, and grabs Helga's no backed shirt pulling her down onto the seat) Gerald
can't go to the prom tomorrow Helga!
Helga: I'm sure he'll be fine by tomorrow.
Phoebe: I sure hope you're right, Helga. *sniff* (wipes away a tear)
Arnold: (the bus stops at his boardinghouse, he walks on, doesn't see Lila, and walks to his and
Gerald's normal seat in front of Helga and Phoebe) hey Helga?
Helga: (looks away from Phoebe, and to Arnold) yes?
Arnold: (thinking) she looks better today than she did yesterday. Man, look at how that eye
shadow highlights her beautiful blue eyes. And that shirt brings out her figure so well... wow.
Helga: (snaps fingers in front of Arnold's face) hello, earth to daydreamer!
Arnold: (shakes out of his thoughts) oh, sorry Helga.
Helga: *laugh* you better be! You know it's rude to stare. Especially when you don't just stare,
but also drool. *giggle*
Arnold: (feels lip, and blushes) uh, heh, sorry Helga. *embarrassed smile*
Helga: well, that's ok, just continue.
Arnold: what was I saying?
Helga: *sigh* "hey Helga?" is all you said.
Arnold: oh yeah! Have you seen Lila?
Helga: (inwardly scowls, and thinks) wrong question, football face! (Talking) oh, she's sick. She
caught the same bug Geraldo has.
Arnold: (thinking) well, this is a predicament. (Talking) oh, I see. Say Helga, who are you going
with?
Helga: (thinking) you. (Talking) oh... (looks down at lap) the guy I wanted never asked me. So,
no one. (Thinking) come on, ask me, ask me, it's just tomorrow! You can't go with no one!
Arnold: oh, I'm sorry Helga. (Thinking) ask her you dunce! Ask her! No! What? No! Why not?
Because, she, well, wanted someone else! I can't break her chance! Yes, you can.
Helga: (sees that Arnold is lost in thought again) oh, the guy that I wanted to ask me asked
someone else by the way.
Arnold: (thinking) you're big break! *smile* (talking) oh, coo- uh, I mean, I'm sorry Helga. Say...
Helga: (thinking) he's going to ask you, Helga ol' girl, get ready! (Talking) yes?
Arnold: *gulp* uh... since, we... you know... both, don't have, uh...
Helga: dates?
Arnold: yeah, dates... for the prom tomorrow... I was wondering... would you, uh... like to go
with me?
Helga: (thinking) aaaaaaaaahhh!!! he asked me, he asked me, he asked me! i think I'm going to
die now and go to heaven! Oh, my love asked me to go... (eyes go wide) wait! I forced him
against his will! He can't love me, he asked Lila to go with him first! I can't go with him because
that would be just as bad as something Lila would do! I can't accept!
Arnold: (snaps fingers in front of Helga's face) hello? And you talked about how I space off! Ha!
Helga: (shakes her head) Arnold... that wouldn't be right.
Phoebe and Arnold look at her in disbelief.
Phoebe: (whispering) Helga... what are you doing?
Helga: Phoebe, he asked Lila first, not me. I can't do something that will go against-
Arnold: (interrupting) Helga, I didn't even want to ask Lila.
Helga: (looks at Arnold disbelievingly) huh? How can you ask someone to a prom, but not want
to?
Arnold: (frowns) Lila can do it. Didn't you see her kiss me in the lunch room? I've never been
kissed like that... wait, I was when I was nine... but that was a long time ago. But the fact is, I
was in shock, and if anyone said anything to me, I would think that was what I was about to say.
(Thinking) either that or you were trying to get Helga jealous... no I wasn't! Yes you were! No I
wasn't! Yes you were! No I wasn't! No you weren't! Yes I was! Ha! Ahh, now my mind sounds
like Helga! (Talking) ahh!
Helga: ahh, what?
Arnold: (snaps out of it) huh? Oh, just thinking.
Helga: oh, ok. Oh! So, yeah, she could get any guy especially you to ask her to go somewhere.
Arnold: uh, yep! Uh huh! That's it! Yep! (Thinking) to many yep's, you dunce. (Talking) so, are
you going to accept, or not?
Helga: (thinking) doi! What do you think? Are you really that dense? (Talking, sarcastically) well
gee, what do you think? (Normal) doi! Of course I will! Maybe it will get the guy I like jealous!
(Thinking) he'll be jealous of himself! Ha! Ha!
Arnold: *smile* goo-I mean, thanks Helga. (Turns around just as the bus pulls up to the school.
Thinking) rrrrrrrr, I have to get her to like me instead! I have to! Well, she will after tonight, I can
assure you of that.