Nope, sorry, nothing funny to say. *smirk* I know, I know, I'm crazy! But I'm even worse when
you get me together with my cousin Talitha! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, wait... I forgot
to say something!!!! In the last chapter Arnold asked Helga to go with him to the prom
"tomorrow', but then at the last he thought that after "tonight" Helga would love him. Does that
make sense? *raises one eyebrow* didn't think so. What I meant to do was have him say: "Well,
she will after tomorrow night, I can assure you of that." not "Well, she will after tonight, I can
assure you of that." get it?
Person: got it!
Good.
Disclaimer: do I have to say it? You know what I'll say, so I don't have to, *crosses arms, turns
head, and closes eyes* and that's that. *opens one eye* oh, ok. I will never, now or ever, own
Hey Arnold! There, I said it! Happy?!
Helga and Phoebe walk off the bus, and into the school.
Helga: Phoebe, I can't wait until tomorrow! But I still don't get why you wanted Arnold to ask
Lila first.
Phoebe: well, I guess I just wanted to be silly.
Helga: (looks at Phoebe with one eye brow raised) uh, huh. (Turns head back to locker) well, I
think that we should have just-
Arnold: Helga, we need to talk.
Helga: (turns around, and sees Arnold standing there in front of her) what is it?
Arnold: I was wondering who that guy is, that you wanted to invite you?
Helga: you don't know him. (Thinking) doi! Of course he knows him! He knows himself better
than I do! (Talking) *giggle*
Arnold: what's so funny?
Helga: (realizes that she actually laughed out loud) oh, just my thoughts. Well, I better get to
class.
Arnold: oh, ok, bye Helga.
Helga: (walking away, with Phoebe) bye, football head!
Arnold: *half smile* bye, over-bite!
Helga: (sticks out tongue, and thinks) feeble-minded football headed geek, that I love.
Later that day at lunch, Phoebe, Arnold, Helga, Sid, and a bunch of others were sitting together.
Arnold: do any of you guys know what the others have?
Aubrey: (twisting a strand of blonde hair around her finger. She had short blonde hair that was
almost always in down pigtails, freckles, violet eyes, a red turtle neck sweater, blue velvet pants,
and blue zip up shoes) I 'ave no idea, myself. But, zat's just me.
Sid: I don't think anyone does, Aubrey.
Aubrey: I deedn't zink so.
Arnold: well, I hope they get better. I mean, Gerald was really looking forward to going with
Phoebe.
Phoebe: *tear rolls down cheek* yeah, and I was looking forward to going with him.
Helga: (pats Phoebe on the back) it's ok, Pheebs, he'll be fine. (Thinking) I hope he will, just for
you, Phoebe.
girl named Carissa: (she had long brown hair, that was held in two down loose pigtails held with
two Scrunchies, and a black headband. A black leather jacket, a golden necklace, a purple tube
top, khaki capris, and black velvet slip-on shoes) yes, I hope he gets better, because what would it
be like without you at the dance?! Or him?!
Park: settle down, Carissa, you're making a scene.
Carissa: (scowls at Park) you're my boyfriend, right? (Park nods his head) then you should not
tell me that I'm making a scene, got it? It would make people think that you didn't love me!
Arnold: (rolls eyes, and whispers to Park) why do you even put up with her?
Park: *shrug* (whispering) I don't know; I guess I just think it's kinda cute how she over reacts
to anything, and everything.
Arnold: (sits back up straight)so, Helga, are you looking forward to tomorrow night?
Helga: (shakes out of the trance she was in) huh? Oh, what did you say?
Harold: HA, HA, HA, HA!!! Hellllllgggggaaaa was staring at Arnuld with googly eyes! HA,
HA!!!
Helga: (stands up, and sticks her fist in front of Harold's face) hey Pink boy, think you would say
that to old Betsy? She may be retired, but I can bring her back like that! (Snaps fingers, on other
hand, and Harold shook his head) good, now Arnold, what did you ask me?
Arnold: *chuckle* I asked: "are you looking forward to tomorrow night?"
Helga: oh, of course I am! (Thinking) have you told everyone who you're going with, football
head?
Arnold: so, Sid, you're going with Aubrey?
Sid: (puts his arm around Aubrey) yep.
Harold: (looks around the table) hey! I got an idea! (Everyone looks at him amazed) has everyone
heard who's going with who? (Everyone shakes their head) well, is the person you're going with
sitting at this table? (Everyone looks around at the different people they are sitting with, then nod
their heads) well, to let the people that don't know who you're going with know who you're
going with, put your arm around 'em! (Everyone, except Arnold and Helga, say things like
"yeah!" "Sounds good" "doesn't matter to me" "as long as he/she kisses me afterwards!") let do it
in order, from me, clockwise. (He stands up, walks over to Patty, sits down, and puts his arm
around her) next, is... well, since everyone knows who Sid is going with, lets go to Stinky.
Stinky: (stands up, walks over to Gloria, sits down, and puts his arm around her, everyone smiles,
and goes "aw") thanks ya'll.
Harold: (looks over to the one that was next to Stinky) Park.
Park: (stands up, walks to Carissa, sits down, and puts his arm around her) did you really think
I'd go with anyone else?
Harold: (shakes his head, then looks at the next one) hey Arnold, I thought that you were going
with Lila?
Arnold: she's sick, remember?
Harold: (thinks for a minute, then smiles) oh yeah! Arnold, you're next.
Arnold: (stands up, slowly walks around to the other side of the table, sits down in between Helga
and Phoebe, and puts his arm around Helga) surprising, huh? (Everyone's eyes nearly popped out
of their heads)
Sid: you're going with Helga G. Pataki?! You're crazy! She hates you, she wouldn't go with you!
Plus I didn't think you even liked her!
Aubrey: are you crazy, Sid? Have you zeen zee way he looks at Helga? (Arnold's cheeks become
redder) 'ee ztares for a little while, then 'is mouth curls up into a half smile, then 'is mouth kinda
opens, and 'ee begins to drool.
Arnold: do not. (Gets redder)
Helga: heh, that's interesting to know. (Looks at Arnold, with a mischievous smile, and thinks)
so, he drools at the site of me, eh? Well, that's one good thing to know. I'll tell him at the prom
that I love him and always have, and he'll love me back! Maybe.
Arnold: do not! (Gets redder, and everyone begins to laugh, except Helga, who was still smiling
that smile at him)
*ring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
Arnold: (thinking, smiles) phew, saved by the bell! (Stands up, and runs out of the room)
you get me together with my cousin Talitha! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, wait... I forgot
to say something!!!! In the last chapter Arnold asked Helga to go with him to the prom
"tomorrow', but then at the last he thought that after "tonight" Helga would love him. Does that
make sense? *raises one eyebrow* didn't think so. What I meant to do was have him say: "Well,
she will after tomorrow night, I can assure you of that." not "Well, she will after tonight, I can
assure you of that." get it?
Person: got it!
Good.
Disclaimer: do I have to say it? You know what I'll say, so I don't have to, *crosses arms, turns
head, and closes eyes* and that's that. *opens one eye* oh, ok. I will never, now or ever, own
Hey Arnold! There, I said it! Happy?!
Helga and Phoebe walk off the bus, and into the school.
Helga: Phoebe, I can't wait until tomorrow! But I still don't get why you wanted Arnold to ask
Lila first.
Phoebe: well, I guess I just wanted to be silly.
Helga: (looks at Phoebe with one eye brow raised) uh, huh. (Turns head back to locker) well, I
think that we should have just-
Arnold: Helga, we need to talk.
Helga: (turns around, and sees Arnold standing there in front of her) what is it?
Arnold: I was wondering who that guy is, that you wanted to invite you?
Helga: you don't know him. (Thinking) doi! Of course he knows him! He knows himself better
than I do! (Talking) *giggle*
Arnold: what's so funny?
Helga: (realizes that she actually laughed out loud) oh, just my thoughts. Well, I better get to
class.
Arnold: oh, ok, bye Helga.
Helga: (walking away, with Phoebe) bye, football head!
Arnold: *half smile* bye, over-bite!
Helga: (sticks out tongue, and thinks) feeble-minded football headed geek, that I love.
Later that day at lunch, Phoebe, Arnold, Helga, Sid, and a bunch of others were sitting together.
Arnold: do any of you guys know what the others have?
Aubrey: (twisting a strand of blonde hair around her finger. She had short blonde hair that was
almost always in down pigtails, freckles, violet eyes, a red turtle neck sweater, blue velvet pants,
and blue zip up shoes) I 'ave no idea, myself. But, zat's just me.
Sid: I don't think anyone does, Aubrey.
Aubrey: I deedn't zink so.
Arnold: well, I hope they get better. I mean, Gerald was really looking forward to going with
Phoebe.
Phoebe: *tear rolls down cheek* yeah, and I was looking forward to going with him.
Helga: (pats Phoebe on the back) it's ok, Pheebs, he'll be fine. (Thinking) I hope he will, just for
you, Phoebe.
girl named Carissa: (she had long brown hair, that was held in two down loose pigtails held with
two Scrunchies, and a black headband. A black leather jacket, a golden necklace, a purple tube
top, khaki capris, and black velvet slip-on shoes) yes, I hope he gets better, because what would it
be like without you at the dance?! Or him?!
Park: settle down, Carissa, you're making a scene.
Carissa: (scowls at Park) you're my boyfriend, right? (Park nods his head) then you should not
tell me that I'm making a scene, got it? It would make people think that you didn't love me!
Arnold: (rolls eyes, and whispers to Park) why do you even put up with her?
Park: *shrug* (whispering) I don't know; I guess I just think it's kinda cute how she over reacts
to anything, and everything.
Arnold: (sits back up straight)so, Helga, are you looking forward to tomorrow night?
Helga: (shakes out of the trance she was in) huh? Oh, what did you say?
Harold: HA, HA, HA, HA!!! Hellllllgggggaaaa was staring at Arnuld with googly eyes! HA,
HA!!!
Helga: (stands up, and sticks her fist in front of Harold's face) hey Pink boy, think you would say
that to old Betsy? She may be retired, but I can bring her back like that! (Snaps fingers, on other
hand, and Harold shook his head) good, now Arnold, what did you ask me?
Arnold: *chuckle* I asked: "are you looking forward to tomorrow night?"
Helga: oh, of course I am! (Thinking) have you told everyone who you're going with, football
head?
Arnold: so, Sid, you're going with Aubrey?
Sid: (puts his arm around Aubrey) yep.
Harold: (looks around the table) hey! I got an idea! (Everyone looks at him amazed) has everyone
heard who's going with who? (Everyone shakes their head) well, is the person you're going with
sitting at this table? (Everyone looks around at the different people they are sitting with, then nod
their heads) well, to let the people that don't know who you're going with know who you're
going with, put your arm around 'em! (Everyone, except Arnold and Helga, say things like
"yeah!" "Sounds good" "doesn't matter to me" "as long as he/she kisses me afterwards!") let do it
in order, from me, clockwise. (He stands up, walks over to Patty, sits down, and puts his arm
around her) next, is... well, since everyone knows who Sid is going with, lets go to Stinky.
Stinky: (stands up, walks over to Gloria, sits down, and puts his arm around her, everyone smiles,
and goes "aw") thanks ya'll.
Harold: (looks over to the one that was next to Stinky) Park.
Park: (stands up, walks to Carissa, sits down, and puts his arm around her) did you really think
I'd go with anyone else?
Harold: (shakes his head, then looks at the next one) hey Arnold, I thought that you were going
with Lila?
Arnold: she's sick, remember?
Harold: (thinks for a minute, then smiles) oh yeah! Arnold, you're next.
Arnold: (stands up, slowly walks around to the other side of the table, sits down in between Helga
and Phoebe, and puts his arm around Helga) surprising, huh? (Everyone's eyes nearly popped out
of their heads)
Sid: you're going with Helga G. Pataki?! You're crazy! She hates you, she wouldn't go with you!
Plus I didn't think you even liked her!
Aubrey: are you crazy, Sid? Have you zeen zee way he looks at Helga? (Arnold's cheeks become
redder) 'ee ztares for a little while, then 'is mouth curls up into a half smile, then 'is mouth kinda
opens, and 'ee begins to drool.
Arnold: do not. (Gets redder)
Helga: heh, that's interesting to know. (Looks at Arnold, with a mischievous smile, and thinks)
so, he drools at the site of me, eh? Well, that's one good thing to know. I'll tell him at the prom
that I love him and always have, and he'll love me back! Maybe.
Arnold: do not! (Gets redder, and everyone begins to laugh, except Helga, who was still smiling
that smile at him)
*ring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
Arnold: (thinking, smiles) phew, saved by the bell! (Stands up, and runs out of the room)