Lila and Rhonda walked outside of the club, and Lila looked around. "Where is your car?" she
asked, placing her hands on her hips.
Rhonda giggled, and walked over to a red PT cruiser. She typed in a code on the driver's side
door to unlock it. Lila walked over, and hopped in at the same time as Rhonda. "Nice car, huh?"
asked Rhonda, starting the car up.
Lila nodded her head slowly. "I thought you said you kept the one that you and I shared when I
still lived in Hillwood? This isn't that ever so beautiful green new Volkswagen Beatle that I
bought!" she pulled her lipstick out of her purse, and added another layer on.
"Well, I did keep it, I just gave it to Nadine." Rhonda said, and turned on the radio. A jazzy
version of 'God rest ye merry gentlemen' came on. (A/n: I love the jazzy version of that song!
Heck, I love that song period!) Lila began to dance in her seat. Rhonda giggled watching her red
headed friend.
"You know, that doesn't make any sense." said Lila bobbing her head back and forth. Rhonda
raised an eyebrow, still looking at the road, though. "You know, what you said? "Well, I did keep
it, I just gave it to Nadine." See, that doesn't sound right! It sounds ever so strange!" she giggled,
and the songs changed. Now it was 'we wish you a merry Christmas'.
"Hey, you're right, that doesn't sound right." Rhonda stated, while laughing at how ridiculous it
sounded. She pulled over into a rest stop. The music changed to 'oh Christmas tree'. Lila also got
out, and followed Rhonda. They walked into the ladies' room. "So Lila, what is this big plan you
have to get Arnold to love you, and hate Helga?"
Lila smirked evilly as she walked into one of the stalls. "Well..." and she told Rhonda her whole
plan.
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Meanwhile, Helga and Arnold are sleeping, leaning against each other. Suddenly the doorbell
rings. Helga jerks up off of Arnold's shoulder, and looks around. "Wha...?" she asked, sleepily.
The doorbell chimes again making her jump. "I'm coming!" she called to the door. She wiped the
drool from the corner of her mouth, stood up, and walked over to the door. She quickly opened
the door, and there stood a pregnant Phoebe. "Phoebe! Come to get Akemi, right?"
"Yes, I did. Where is she?" Phoebe asked, looking around Helga.
"In our bedroom, asleep." Helga said, stepping to the side so Phoebe could come in.
"Oh. Ok." Phoebe smiled, and walked back to the bedroom. Soon she came out of it, with a
sleeping bundle in her arms. She walked up to Helga. "Must have been watching Beauty and the
beast, right? She always falls asleep during that one." Phoebe giggled. She looked around the
room, obviously looking for Arnold, and her gaze rested on his sleeping figure on the couch. "He
must have been tired."
Helga laughed, and stopped just as quickly as she started. "Yeah, we didn't get any sleep last
night. And don't think we were, you know, 'cause we weren't. We were watching all of the home
alone's and lost track of time."
"All four? Wow, no wonder you didn't get any sleep!" Phoebe laughed, waking up Akemi.
"Mommy? Hi! Why are you here? And why am I not on the (she yawns) couch?" Akemi asked,
subconsciously pointing to the couch without even looking at it.
"Well, because you fell asleep. And because I came to pick you up!" Phoebe explained to Akemi.
Akemi nodded her head, and looked over towards the couch.
"Uncle Arnold must have been awful tired." Akemi observed, and looked back up at Phoebe.
Phoebe just nodded her head.
"Well Helga, we better be leaving. See you later!" Phoebe said, waving as she walked out the
door. Akemi waved also.
Helga waved back, then closed the door. She turned back around to her football headed
boyfriend, who was still asleep on the couch, and walked over to him. "Arnold, Arnold, Arnold...
you silly football head." she lifted him up (cause he had fallen into the spot she was sitting in when
she stood up) and shook him. "Arnold! Wake up!"
He opened his eyes, then yawned. "What time is it?" he asked tiredly, looking around the room.
Helga let go of him, and put her hands on her hips.
She smiled, and chuckled. "Arnold, if you want to sleep now, sleep in the bed." she said, jokingly.
He gave her a strange look. "Phoebe picked Akemi up, in case you were wondering."
"Oh, ok. Actually, I'm not that tired anymore." he said, and stood up. He stretched, and walked
into the kitchen.
"Hey Arnold!" Helga called as she stood back up from kneeling on the floor. She dusted her pants
off.
"What?" she heard from the kitchen.
"Have you noticed how we hardily see any others besides Phoebe, Gerald, and Akemi? We hardily
ever see Nadine and Curly, Rhonda and Sid, Harold and Patty, Stinky and Gloria, Sheena and
Eugene, Park and Carissa, Robert and Aubrey, or Brainy and my cousin Toni, anymore!" Helga
said, as she walked slowly into the kitchen. She walked over to the radio and turned it on. 'The
Hallelujah Chorus' came on. She walked over to Arnold, who was sitting at the table drinking
coffee, and planted a kiss on top of his head. She walked over to the coffee pot, and poured a cup
for herself, then sat down next to Arnold. She took a sip of it, and placed the cup on the table.
"Yeah, I know." Arnold finally said, staring at Helga the whole time. The way her long, long
blonde hair waved back and forth when she walk entranced him, making it hard to talk. Oh, how
he wanted to sk her that ONE SIMPLE question. 'Will she marry me?' he thought to himself.
Helga stared back at him, smiling. "You know what? Lets go back to our old neighborhood, and
visit them!" he exclaimed.
Helga smiled. "Ok! Since it's only about four miles away, anyway." she laughed. She stood up,
and walked back into the livingroom. She soon came back in, with a blue/grey coat draped around
her. "Ok, lets go! Get your coat, it's freezing out there." she tossed him a blue/green coat, with a
black stripe on the side of it. He slipped it on, and walked over to her.
"Thank you, mom." he said jokingly, and smirked. Helga let out one big 'ha!' and slapped
Arnold's back. "Ow!"
"Your welcome, sonny, now lets go down to the car!" Helga said, also jokingly, and rushed out
the door and down the stairs to the parking lot. Soon fallowed by Arnold, walking slowly,
smiling, and shaking his head. Helga hopped in the car, and yelled out through the window. "Hey
sonny, hurry up!"
Arnold ran to the car, and stopped with his hands on his hips. "Hey, scoot over. I'll drive." he
said, sternly.
Helga shook her head. "Nope. I'm the mom, remember? The moms always drive." she laughed,
jokingly, again.
Arnold frowned, and walked around to the other side of the car, mumbling something about
Helga being stubborn. He got in, and laughed. "You are weird."
Helga gasped (jokingly) and held her right hand over her heart. "Oh, my son called me weird! It's
a tragedy! Ha! You started it!" she, playfully, punched his arm, then started the car. She drove off
down the road, and soon passed her old house. "I wonder if Olga, Philip, and Ron are home?" she
pulled in, and stopped the car. They got out, and walked to the door. Helga rang the doorbell.
Soon a little blonde haired boy that was about 9 « opened the door, and stared up at them for a
minute. "Hi Ron, how are you today?" asked Helga.
Ron's jaw dropped. "Aunt Helga?!" he gasped, and clasped a hand over his mouth. Helga nodded
her head, and held her arms out.
"How about a hug?" she asked, and tilted her head to the right. Ron chuckled, and embraced his
aunt.
He pulled away, and stared up at her for a few minutes. "Man, you sure look different than when I
last saw you." he stated.
"Yeah, course that was when about... 5 years ago?" Helga, put a finger over her lips in thought,
and sighed.
"Yeah, the day of Grandpa's funeral." Ron sighed, and walked farther into the house, then turned
back around. "Aren't you coming?" he asked. Helga nodded, and walked in. Soon followed by
Arnold. Ron slightly chuckled. "I see you are still with Arnold, huh Aunt Helga?"
Helga looked at Arnold, then linked arms with him, and looked back to Ron. "Yep, we still are
together. Even live in the same apartment." she said as they walked into the kitchen. There, at the
kitchen table, sat Olga and Philip. "Olga!" Helga ran over to her older sister and embraced her.
"Helga?! What are you doing here? I thought you lived on the other side of town!" Olga
exclaimed, hugging Helga back. Helga let go, and backed up.
"Well, yes, but we missed everyone else, so we decided to visit!" she said, and sat down next to
Olga. Arnold slowly walked in, and leaned against the doorframe, half smiling. Helga noticed that
Arnold didn't come over and sit with them. "Come on Arnold, sit down." she ordered.
"Are you still doing that?" he laughed, then waved a hand in the air. "Naw, that's ok. I don't mind
standing."
Helga stood up, walked over to Arnold with her hands on her hips, grabbed his arm, pulled him
over to the table, and pushed him into a chair. "Sit!" she laughed, and sat down next to him.
"Oh, I see you two are still together!" Olga exclaimed, happily. Helga and Arnold nodded their
heads in unison. "Well, let me see... that would be, about... 11 years! I'm so happy for you! But
wait..." Olga suddenly got confused look on her face. "... we didn't get invited to the wedding-"
Helga interrupted Olga. "We aren't married." Olga raised an eyebrow.
"But... you've been together so long! How come not baby sister?" Olga asked, slightly shaking
her head.
Arnold blushed bright red. "I can answer that." he said slowly. Olga turned her head to him. "I'm
a chicken to ask, that's all. But I'm sure we will." he rushed in the last part.
Suddenly they heard a yell from upstairs. "MOMMY!!! HE'S BUGGING ME AGAIN!" they
heard a girl scream.
Helga looked at Olga with her eyebrows raised. "You have more kids than just Ron?" Olga
smiled, and nodded her head.
"Yeah, remember? I was pregnant with her when... daddy died." she sniffed. Helga embraced her
sister, 'cause she knew that Olga always started crying when she mentioned anything about
Miriam or Big Bob. But she didn't start crying, instead she just laughed. Helga released her sister,
and stared at her in disbelief. "Her name is Genna. Isn't that just so beautiful?" Helga nodded her
head. "Genna, come down here, there is someone I want you to meet!!" Olga called up the stairs.
Soon they heard thumps, and soon saw a 5 year old little girl with brown (that's the color of
Philip's hair) hair pulled into down pigtails held with purple bows, freckles like her dad, the same
head shape of Olga, a purple dress that looked almost exactly like Helga's one when she was in
elementary except for the fact that it was purple and didn't need a shirt under it, white sneakers,
but the most distinctive part about her was her unibrow. "Honey, meet your Aunt Helga. And her
boyfriend Arnold." Olga said, motioning to Helga and Arnold.
"Uh huh, nice to meet you. Now can I weave? Cwimany!" she said, hands on hips. Arnold
chuckled, and leaned over to Helga.
"How much you wanna she is a bully at her school, and has a crush on a little boy and picks on
him in particular?" he whispered. Helga growled, then giggled. Genna scowled, and walked up to
them.
"So, you're my aunt Hewga?" she asked. 'She must have trouble with l's and r's.' thought Helga
staring down at the little girl who reminded her of herself.
"Yes, I'm your Aunt Helga." she said, and held her hand out. Genna raised half of her unibrow,
and stared at Helga's hand. "Take it, it won't bite." Helga said, warmly.
"Humph." Genna sighed, and took Helga's hand, shaking it. She pulled her hand away, and
looked up at Helga again. "You don't wook much wike my mommy." she said, sounding
annoyed.
Helga laughed. "No, I don't, do I?" Helga said, and stood up. "Well, we'll be back, but we have
to go talk to some others!" she said, and clasped her hands together. She turned around, and
grabbed Arnold's hand. "Come on football head, we gotta go!" she said, dragging him out of the
house and into the car.
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Rhonda drove up to a tall, tall house. They got out, and walked in. "Sid, honey, I'm home! And I
brought Lila!" she called out.
Soon Sid came running in, and embraced Rhonda. "Rhonda, you're home! I'm so glad!" he said.
He pulled away, and looked at Lila. "Lila, you haven't changed at all, and I mean that as a
complement."
Lila smiled sweetly, and threw her arms around Sid. "Yes, you haven't changed at all either!"
suddenly the doorbell rang. Lila pulled away from Sid as Rhonda pulled the door open. She
gasped at who stood there on the steps. "Arnold?! Helga?!"
asked, placing her hands on her hips.
Rhonda giggled, and walked over to a red PT cruiser. She typed in a code on the driver's side
door to unlock it. Lila walked over, and hopped in at the same time as Rhonda. "Nice car, huh?"
asked Rhonda, starting the car up.
Lila nodded her head slowly. "I thought you said you kept the one that you and I shared when I
still lived in Hillwood? This isn't that ever so beautiful green new Volkswagen Beatle that I
bought!" she pulled her lipstick out of her purse, and added another layer on.
"Well, I did keep it, I just gave it to Nadine." Rhonda said, and turned on the radio. A jazzy
version of 'God rest ye merry gentlemen' came on. (A/n: I love the jazzy version of that song!
Heck, I love that song period!) Lila began to dance in her seat. Rhonda giggled watching her red
headed friend.
"You know, that doesn't make any sense." said Lila bobbing her head back and forth. Rhonda
raised an eyebrow, still looking at the road, though. "You know, what you said? "Well, I did keep
it, I just gave it to Nadine." See, that doesn't sound right! It sounds ever so strange!" she giggled,
and the songs changed. Now it was 'we wish you a merry Christmas'.
"Hey, you're right, that doesn't sound right." Rhonda stated, while laughing at how ridiculous it
sounded. She pulled over into a rest stop. The music changed to 'oh Christmas tree'. Lila also got
out, and followed Rhonda. They walked into the ladies' room. "So Lila, what is this big plan you
have to get Arnold to love you, and hate Helga?"
Lila smirked evilly as she walked into one of the stalls. "Well..." and she told Rhonda her whole
plan.
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Meanwhile, Helga and Arnold are sleeping, leaning against each other. Suddenly the doorbell
rings. Helga jerks up off of Arnold's shoulder, and looks around. "Wha...?" she asked, sleepily.
The doorbell chimes again making her jump. "I'm coming!" she called to the door. She wiped the
drool from the corner of her mouth, stood up, and walked over to the door. She quickly opened
the door, and there stood a pregnant Phoebe. "Phoebe! Come to get Akemi, right?"
"Yes, I did. Where is she?" Phoebe asked, looking around Helga.
"In our bedroom, asleep." Helga said, stepping to the side so Phoebe could come in.
"Oh. Ok." Phoebe smiled, and walked back to the bedroom. Soon she came out of it, with a
sleeping bundle in her arms. She walked up to Helga. "Must have been watching Beauty and the
beast, right? She always falls asleep during that one." Phoebe giggled. She looked around the
room, obviously looking for Arnold, and her gaze rested on his sleeping figure on the couch. "He
must have been tired."
Helga laughed, and stopped just as quickly as she started. "Yeah, we didn't get any sleep last
night. And don't think we were, you know, 'cause we weren't. We were watching all of the home
alone's and lost track of time."
"All four? Wow, no wonder you didn't get any sleep!" Phoebe laughed, waking up Akemi.
"Mommy? Hi! Why are you here? And why am I not on the (she yawns) couch?" Akemi asked,
subconsciously pointing to the couch without even looking at it.
"Well, because you fell asleep. And because I came to pick you up!" Phoebe explained to Akemi.
Akemi nodded her head, and looked over towards the couch.
"Uncle Arnold must have been awful tired." Akemi observed, and looked back up at Phoebe.
Phoebe just nodded her head.
"Well Helga, we better be leaving. See you later!" Phoebe said, waving as she walked out the
door. Akemi waved also.
Helga waved back, then closed the door. She turned back around to her football headed
boyfriend, who was still asleep on the couch, and walked over to him. "Arnold, Arnold, Arnold...
you silly football head." she lifted him up (cause he had fallen into the spot she was sitting in when
she stood up) and shook him. "Arnold! Wake up!"
He opened his eyes, then yawned. "What time is it?" he asked tiredly, looking around the room.
Helga let go of him, and put her hands on her hips.
She smiled, and chuckled. "Arnold, if you want to sleep now, sleep in the bed." she said, jokingly.
He gave her a strange look. "Phoebe picked Akemi up, in case you were wondering."
"Oh, ok. Actually, I'm not that tired anymore." he said, and stood up. He stretched, and walked
into the kitchen.
"Hey Arnold!" Helga called as she stood back up from kneeling on the floor. She dusted her pants
off.
"What?" she heard from the kitchen.
"Have you noticed how we hardily see any others besides Phoebe, Gerald, and Akemi? We hardily
ever see Nadine and Curly, Rhonda and Sid, Harold and Patty, Stinky and Gloria, Sheena and
Eugene, Park and Carissa, Robert and Aubrey, or Brainy and my cousin Toni, anymore!" Helga
said, as she walked slowly into the kitchen. She walked over to the radio and turned it on. 'The
Hallelujah Chorus' came on. She walked over to Arnold, who was sitting at the table drinking
coffee, and planted a kiss on top of his head. She walked over to the coffee pot, and poured a cup
for herself, then sat down next to Arnold. She took a sip of it, and placed the cup on the table.
"Yeah, I know." Arnold finally said, staring at Helga the whole time. The way her long, long
blonde hair waved back and forth when she walk entranced him, making it hard to talk. Oh, how
he wanted to sk her that ONE SIMPLE question. 'Will she marry me?' he thought to himself.
Helga stared back at him, smiling. "You know what? Lets go back to our old neighborhood, and
visit them!" he exclaimed.
Helga smiled. "Ok! Since it's only about four miles away, anyway." she laughed. She stood up,
and walked back into the livingroom. She soon came back in, with a blue/grey coat draped around
her. "Ok, lets go! Get your coat, it's freezing out there." she tossed him a blue/green coat, with a
black stripe on the side of it. He slipped it on, and walked over to her.
"Thank you, mom." he said jokingly, and smirked. Helga let out one big 'ha!' and slapped
Arnold's back. "Ow!"
"Your welcome, sonny, now lets go down to the car!" Helga said, also jokingly, and rushed out
the door and down the stairs to the parking lot. Soon fallowed by Arnold, walking slowly,
smiling, and shaking his head. Helga hopped in the car, and yelled out through the window. "Hey
sonny, hurry up!"
Arnold ran to the car, and stopped with his hands on his hips. "Hey, scoot over. I'll drive." he
said, sternly.
Helga shook her head. "Nope. I'm the mom, remember? The moms always drive." she laughed,
jokingly, again.
Arnold frowned, and walked around to the other side of the car, mumbling something about
Helga being stubborn. He got in, and laughed. "You are weird."
Helga gasped (jokingly) and held her right hand over her heart. "Oh, my son called me weird! It's
a tragedy! Ha! You started it!" she, playfully, punched his arm, then started the car. She drove off
down the road, and soon passed her old house. "I wonder if Olga, Philip, and Ron are home?" she
pulled in, and stopped the car. They got out, and walked to the door. Helga rang the doorbell.
Soon a little blonde haired boy that was about 9 « opened the door, and stared up at them for a
minute. "Hi Ron, how are you today?" asked Helga.
Ron's jaw dropped. "Aunt Helga?!" he gasped, and clasped a hand over his mouth. Helga nodded
her head, and held her arms out.
"How about a hug?" she asked, and tilted her head to the right. Ron chuckled, and embraced his
aunt.
He pulled away, and stared up at her for a few minutes. "Man, you sure look different than when I
last saw you." he stated.
"Yeah, course that was when about... 5 years ago?" Helga, put a finger over her lips in thought,
and sighed.
"Yeah, the day of Grandpa's funeral." Ron sighed, and walked farther into the house, then turned
back around. "Aren't you coming?" he asked. Helga nodded, and walked in. Soon followed by
Arnold. Ron slightly chuckled. "I see you are still with Arnold, huh Aunt Helga?"
Helga looked at Arnold, then linked arms with him, and looked back to Ron. "Yep, we still are
together. Even live in the same apartment." she said as they walked into the kitchen. There, at the
kitchen table, sat Olga and Philip. "Olga!" Helga ran over to her older sister and embraced her.
"Helga?! What are you doing here? I thought you lived on the other side of town!" Olga
exclaimed, hugging Helga back. Helga let go, and backed up.
"Well, yes, but we missed everyone else, so we decided to visit!" she said, and sat down next to
Olga. Arnold slowly walked in, and leaned against the doorframe, half smiling. Helga noticed that
Arnold didn't come over and sit with them. "Come on Arnold, sit down." she ordered.
"Are you still doing that?" he laughed, then waved a hand in the air. "Naw, that's ok. I don't mind
standing."
Helga stood up, walked over to Arnold with her hands on her hips, grabbed his arm, pulled him
over to the table, and pushed him into a chair. "Sit!" she laughed, and sat down next to him.
"Oh, I see you two are still together!" Olga exclaimed, happily. Helga and Arnold nodded their
heads in unison. "Well, let me see... that would be, about... 11 years! I'm so happy for you! But
wait..." Olga suddenly got confused look on her face. "... we didn't get invited to the wedding-"
Helga interrupted Olga. "We aren't married." Olga raised an eyebrow.
"But... you've been together so long! How come not baby sister?" Olga asked, slightly shaking
her head.
Arnold blushed bright red. "I can answer that." he said slowly. Olga turned her head to him. "I'm
a chicken to ask, that's all. But I'm sure we will." he rushed in the last part.
Suddenly they heard a yell from upstairs. "MOMMY!!! HE'S BUGGING ME AGAIN!" they
heard a girl scream.
Helga looked at Olga with her eyebrows raised. "You have more kids than just Ron?" Olga
smiled, and nodded her head.
"Yeah, remember? I was pregnant with her when... daddy died." she sniffed. Helga embraced her
sister, 'cause she knew that Olga always started crying when she mentioned anything about
Miriam or Big Bob. But she didn't start crying, instead she just laughed. Helga released her sister,
and stared at her in disbelief. "Her name is Genna. Isn't that just so beautiful?" Helga nodded her
head. "Genna, come down here, there is someone I want you to meet!!" Olga called up the stairs.
Soon they heard thumps, and soon saw a 5 year old little girl with brown (that's the color of
Philip's hair) hair pulled into down pigtails held with purple bows, freckles like her dad, the same
head shape of Olga, a purple dress that looked almost exactly like Helga's one when she was in
elementary except for the fact that it was purple and didn't need a shirt under it, white sneakers,
but the most distinctive part about her was her unibrow. "Honey, meet your Aunt Helga. And her
boyfriend Arnold." Olga said, motioning to Helga and Arnold.
"Uh huh, nice to meet you. Now can I weave? Cwimany!" she said, hands on hips. Arnold
chuckled, and leaned over to Helga.
"How much you wanna she is a bully at her school, and has a crush on a little boy and picks on
him in particular?" he whispered. Helga growled, then giggled. Genna scowled, and walked up to
them.
"So, you're my aunt Hewga?" she asked. 'She must have trouble with l's and r's.' thought Helga
staring down at the little girl who reminded her of herself.
"Yes, I'm your Aunt Helga." she said, and held her hand out. Genna raised half of her unibrow,
and stared at Helga's hand. "Take it, it won't bite." Helga said, warmly.
"Humph." Genna sighed, and took Helga's hand, shaking it. She pulled her hand away, and
looked up at Helga again. "You don't wook much wike my mommy." she said, sounding
annoyed.
Helga laughed. "No, I don't, do I?" Helga said, and stood up. "Well, we'll be back, but we have
to go talk to some others!" she said, and clasped her hands together. She turned around, and
grabbed Arnold's hand. "Come on football head, we gotta go!" she said, dragging him out of the
house and into the car.
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Rhonda drove up to a tall, tall house. They got out, and walked in. "Sid, honey, I'm home! And I
brought Lila!" she called out.
Soon Sid came running in, and embraced Rhonda. "Rhonda, you're home! I'm so glad!" he said.
He pulled away, and looked at Lila. "Lila, you haven't changed at all, and I mean that as a
complement."
Lila smiled sweetly, and threw her arms around Sid. "Yes, you haven't changed at all either!"
suddenly the doorbell rang. Lila pulled away from Sid as Rhonda pulled the door open. She
gasped at who stood there on the steps. "Arnold?! Helga?!"