When You're Home Alone
By: Helga Pataki
Disclaimer: Hey Everybody!! Guess What?!?!? Craig Bartlett just left my house!! I just bought the whole company!!!!J WHOO HOO!!!! Who owns Hey Arnold?!?!? I DO!! I DO!! *Wakes up from dream standing up on the bed, dancing* Criminny!! Oh Hey Arnold Company why must I only own you whilst I dream?!?!?!
A/N:J Oh My God!!!! I just saw The Journal!!!! It came Monday, November 11!!!! It came in a 3-hour marathon!!!! It was an hour long special where they explain about Arnold's parents!!!! He finds his dad's journal & it says all this stuff about him (Miles) & his wife's (Stella's) cool adventures!!!! It was put on in Canada when the movie came out here!!!! I'm mad about that & There's gonna be a 2nd movie where Arnold finally turns 10 & we learn his last name!!!! It's pretty much a bridge to fill the gap between Hey Arnold The Movie & Hey Arnold The Movie 2The Journal. Anyway here's another note. You heard me people I don't own Hey Arnold!!!! (Wish I did though) So get out of my house you stupid, egg headed lawyers!!!! Okay, this is my first Fan Fiction Story Ever!!!! (I'm so excited) But that doesn't mean you have to go easy on me. No ifs, &s, or buts about it. However that doesn't mean you have to flame me either!! Thank YouJ!! I hope you like the story!!
Summary When Helga's parents are gone on vacation Helga has a plan to get Arnold to like her. Let's see: Parents are away, House is empty, got money to burn, a plan for a boy to like you, excuse me LOVE you, & a desire to impress him, correction: smother him with your personality without him knowing of your deepest darkest secret. This has Helga/Arnold togetherness written all over it, cleverness, humor, & chaos!!!! HA HA HA!!!! I hope you all love it. I know I will. LOL!! I will start to have fun with this story……………………………………………Nnnow!!!!
When You're Home Alone
By: Helga Pataki
"Mom!!!!" Helga's voice echoed throughout her empty house. "Miriam!!!!" She called again, walking to the kitchen. "Huh, what's this?" Helga found a note sitting on the kitchen counter. It read:
Dear Helga,
Your father & I have gone on vacation. We really thought we needed it. Olga couldn't watch you because we couldn't send Olga here from Alaska & still go on our trip. We knew you were now old enough & mature enough to look after yourself so we decided that you could watch yourself. We are sorry we couldn't tell you this in person but our plane leaves at 7:00a.m. & We didn't want to wake you. There's money right on the table by the door. About $550 dollars are there for you since we'll be gone for 3 weeks. Use it WISELY!!!! You can reach us at the hotel. The number is: 1-800-756-GET-AWAY. We'll call you when we reach the hotel.
Signed,
Big Bob & Miriam
"What? Bob & Miriam just left me here, by myself without any warning or sign!!" She cried. "Wait a minute. I'm all-alone. There's no one here but me. There's no one here but me!! Yyeess!!" She practically screamed.
She ran upstairs to her room, which was entirely pink. White bedspread with pink hearts, a dresser that was pink with hot pink tassels, her wallpaper was pink, her t. v. (A/N: believe it or not) was pink too, and even her wood floor was a sorta light pink. It was a pink wonderland to put it lightly!!
She went straight to her phone, which was see through pink, & she dialed Phoebe's number. It rung twice until phoebe's timid voice was heard.
"Hello" "Hey Pheebs, how's it goin?" "Fine Helga, how are you?" " Never better!!" She must have sounded waay to perky because the next thing Phoebe said was: "Helga how come you're so perky this morning? I mean you didn't drink one of your mom's smoothies again did you?" "No I didn't Phoebe my parent's went away for a vacation & I'm all alone." "Oh my Helga. So you're all alone." "Yep." "Don't you feel lonely?"
"Lonely?!?! HA!! YOU think I'd be lonely with $550 dollars by my side. Anyway I'm lonely with or without my parent's just now there aren't any useless idiots that I call Bob & Miriam taking up space for the next 3 weeks!!" "The next 3 weeks. With $550 dollars. No parents." "That's right could you stop sayin' that over & over." "Oh sorry. So what are you going to do by yourself for this period of time?" "I don't know it just hit me this morning that they were gone." "Helga, I think this is a great opportunity for you to try & get ice cream to like you-like you!!" "No duh, Phoebe. You don't think I haven't thought about that." "Well do you have a plan?"
"I do Phoebe, but it might be sorta out of my league. Like when my plan happens I'm gonna have to have everyone come, including Miss Snob Of The Year, Rhonda Wellington Lloyd. & You know perfectly well there are only about 4 things she can say about me & my little event." "What would those things be?" #1: "Look who's trying to be popular now!!" #2: "I could have done something 100 times better than this." #3: "Nice little get-together you have here." & Finally, #4: This isn't half bad, Helga. Maybe you're not such a geek after all." & any one of those comments would make me wanna snatch that kooky smile of her face, which I doubt would impress Arnold."
"Well don't worry, Helga. I'll help you with your ecstravaganza & I'll try my best to keep you & Rhonda on different ends of the room." "Why not the universe?" "Come Helga she's not that bad." "Yes she is. & Thanks for your help with this thing." "No trouble at all Helga." "Wanna meet at Gerald Field & we'll discuss things for it? All of us are playing baseball." "Okay, meet you there in 10 minutes, alright?" "Okay, Bye Phoebe." "Good-Bye Helga."
A/N: Here's the question for a million dollars: What is Helga planning? You have used all your lifelines. So no 50/50, no ask the audience, & no phone the author. So what is it? This is not a multiple-choice question. 5…4…3…2…1…times up!! If you figured it out good 4 you & don't tell anybody!! If you didn't you are a lamebrain, & a sap, & a chump & you'll have to wait for the next chapter!! SORRY!!
Okay, SORRY to leave you here in a dare I say it cliffhanger!!!! Don't worry I'll catch you before you fall down the cliff. *A Pin Whistle Goes of with a BOOM at the end* WhoopsK!!!! Too Late!!!! I'm SO SORRY!!!! *I lower a rope down & pull you up, then brush you off with a feather duster, repeating: "I'm Sorry, I'm Sorry." Then I throw the feather duster over my shoulder & you slap ME* Okay, I deserved that I won't do that again, Okay? SHEESH!!!! That Hurt!!!!
P.S. I'm sorry that was so-oo short but I'll make up for it next chapter!!!! P.P.S. I forgot to mention that all the characters in this story are 12 years old!!!! Except Harold since he was held a back in Pre-School for 4 years!!!! So he's 16 years old!!!! He can drive!!!! LOL I crack myself up sort a like the cliff your standing on!!!! *Another pin whistle goes off & with another loud BOOM!!!! & I repeat the same ritual as last time!!!! Except when you try & slap me again I catch your hand & wave my finger in your face saying Uh-Uh Uh!!!! I'm sorry but that wasn't my fault!!!! J
C-Ya L8er