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"Man, I cannot believe it!" Gerald said sitting down on the couch next to phoebe.
"I know, its like Helga but its not you know?" Arnold said sitting down across from them.
"Where is Helga anyway?" phoebe asked, leaning forward to grab a biscuit.
"She went shopping with my grandma. Those two are a pair I'm telling you. Grandpa seems to think Helga will be similar to my grandma when she's her age" he said leaning back.
"Lets just hope she doesn't end up cooking like your grandma" Gerald said shuddering. Nothing was worse than Arnold's grandmas cooking!
"We're home!" they heard. Helga came into the room. "PHOEBE!" she screamed running over to hug her friend. Phoebe and her met half way and threw their arms around eachother. They started bouncing around hugging and practically deafened everyone in the room with their squealing.
"So how's you and Gerald. You dating yet?" she asked.
"Yep, its pretty cool but some people..." she trailed off, shadows crossing across her eyes. "They don't approve of inter racial relationships" she said those shadows turning into sparks of anger.
"As long as your happy ignore the bloody buggers" Helga said. "Hi Gerald" she said sitting down by Arnold. She could feel the heat of his body. She shivered inside. 'This is CRAZY!' she thought. "How have you been?"
"Good" he said, looking Helga over. She had definitely changed but he could still see stubbornness in her eyes. And independence. "How are you holding up?" he asked.
"So so" she replied. "I'm not so upset about what happened. Its what's going to happen that scares me" she said, leaning into the cushion behind her.
"We're here for you Helga" phoebe said reaching across and patting her hand.
"Thanks" she replied.
"So what's going on with your mum?" Gerald asked.
"She's been declared umm clinically insane or something. She pleaded insanity and they agreed that that was what had set her off. I knew someone in the city would do it...but my mum? Shocker" she said.
"Well" Arnold said putting his arm around her shoulder. "It's nearly over with so we won't worry about it to much" he said throwing a meaningful glance at Gerald.
"I better go help your grandma" Helga said nervously, jumping up as if Arnold had set her on fire, which in a way he did...
"I'll help to" phoebe announced getting up and following Helga to the kitchen.
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"So how are you liking this situation?" Gerald asked. He was curious to know how Arnold felt about this. Helga had given him so much flak in the past.
"Pretty good. Actually I'm sortta enjoying this. Helga has really changed. She listens, helps, and is basically a sister. If you want to know what I mean by that ask grandpa. Although grandma says we're more like an old married couple, which when you look at my grandparents isn't all that far from the truth".
Gerald looked at him a little worried. When he was talking about that he had this funny look in his eyes. Like a psychic seeing into the future or something.
"That's great man," he said. "You like her more than a sister though don't you?" he asked. Arnold's reaction to the question answered Gerald like a slap in the face indicated someone was mad with you.
"Yeah, but I kinda get the feeling she...well...she's always nervous around me" he said looking down.
"Trust me man, she loves you. It's all over her face" he told his friend.
"I guess. Think you could get phoebe to find out a little more from Helga about her feelings for me?" he pleaded.
"Are you kidding!? That will be like pulling teeth from a brick! And seeing as how bricks don't have teeth you can see how hard that would be don't you!?" he yelled
"What will be like pulling teeth from a brick?" phoebe asked coming into the room.
"Oh nothing, nothing" Gerald said.
"No something. Phoebe can I ask you a favor? A really big favor?" he asked.
"Sure" she said sitting down.
"Find out how Helga feels about me" he said. Phoebe blinked and drew back a little.
"Why me?" she asked. She hoped he wasn't going to bring up the whole pink book episode. But bring up the pink book episode he did.
"Well you told me who wrote that book," he said.
"Purely an faux pas" she said.
"Yeah I know. But I really need to know" he said. "Please?" he begged.
"I guess so" phoebe said. 'So this is how it feels to be a spy' she thought.
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Phoebe and Helga disappear into Helga's room after dinner. They had been talking awhile till phoebe threw the question Helga's way.
"So what are your feelings for Arnold?" she asked. Helga not having completely been listening answered truefully.
"The same as they had been for years" she said. After she said that she realized what had just happened.
"Great" she said.
"Phoebe, I'm off. You coming?" Gerald called through Helga's door.
"Just a mo" phoebe hugged Helga goodbye. "I'll come see you tomorrow" she promised.
"Okay phoebe" Helga said opening the door.
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"Still loves you" Arnold heard as phoebe ran out the door to catch up with Gerald.
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Arnold knocked on Helga's door after they had left.
"Come in!" he heard her call. He opened the door to find Helga in her nighty. It was filmy white so he could see her under wear. 'Playboy bunny' he noticed. Helga grabbed her dressing gown and threw it on.
"Hey" she said picking up a comb and pulling it through her hair.
"Do you still love me?" Arnold asked. Helga stopped brushing her hair and looked at him shocked. He didn't blame her. He was shocked himself!
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(A/N: thank you reviewer's u gave me the confidence to go on. I love u all!)
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"Man, I cannot believe it!" Gerald said sitting down on the couch next to phoebe.
"I know, its like Helga but its not you know?" Arnold said sitting down across from them.
"Where is Helga anyway?" phoebe asked, leaning forward to grab a biscuit.
"She went shopping with my grandma. Those two are a pair I'm telling you. Grandpa seems to think Helga will be similar to my grandma when she's her age" he said leaning back.
"Lets just hope she doesn't end up cooking like your grandma" Gerald said shuddering. Nothing was worse than Arnold's grandmas cooking!
"We're home!" they heard. Helga came into the room. "PHOEBE!" she screamed running over to hug her friend. Phoebe and her met half way and threw their arms around eachother. They started bouncing around hugging and practically deafened everyone in the room with their squealing.
"So how's you and Gerald. You dating yet?" she asked.
"Yep, its pretty cool but some people..." she trailed off, shadows crossing across her eyes. "They don't approve of inter racial relationships" she said those shadows turning into sparks of anger.
"As long as your happy ignore the bloody buggers" Helga said. "Hi Gerald" she said sitting down by Arnold. She could feel the heat of his body. She shivered inside. 'This is CRAZY!' she thought. "How have you been?"
"Good" he said, looking Helga over. She had definitely changed but he could still see stubbornness in her eyes. And independence. "How are you holding up?" he asked.
"So so" she replied. "I'm not so upset about what happened. Its what's going to happen that scares me" she said, leaning into the cushion behind her.
"We're here for you Helga" phoebe said reaching across and patting her hand.
"Thanks" she replied.
"So what's going on with your mum?" Gerald asked.
"She's been declared umm clinically insane or something. She pleaded insanity and they agreed that that was what had set her off. I knew someone in the city would do it...but my mum? Shocker" she said.
"Well" Arnold said putting his arm around her shoulder. "It's nearly over with so we won't worry about it to much" he said throwing a meaningful glance at Gerald.
"I better go help your grandma" Helga said nervously, jumping up as if Arnold had set her on fire, which in a way he did...
"I'll help to" phoebe announced getting up and following Helga to the kitchen.
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"So how are you liking this situation?" Gerald asked. He was curious to know how Arnold felt about this. Helga had given him so much flak in the past.
"Pretty good. Actually I'm sortta enjoying this. Helga has really changed. She listens, helps, and is basically a sister. If you want to know what I mean by that ask grandpa. Although grandma says we're more like an old married couple, which when you look at my grandparents isn't all that far from the truth".
Gerald looked at him a little worried. When he was talking about that he had this funny look in his eyes. Like a psychic seeing into the future or something.
"That's great man," he said. "You like her more than a sister though don't you?" he asked. Arnold's reaction to the question answered Gerald like a slap in the face indicated someone was mad with you.
"Yeah, but I kinda get the feeling she...well...she's always nervous around me" he said looking down.
"Trust me man, she loves you. It's all over her face" he told his friend.
"I guess. Think you could get phoebe to find out a little more from Helga about her feelings for me?" he pleaded.
"Are you kidding!? That will be like pulling teeth from a brick! And seeing as how bricks don't have teeth you can see how hard that would be don't you!?" he yelled
"What will be like pulling teeth from a brick?" phoebe asked coming into the room.
"Oh nothing, nothing" Gerald said.
"No something. Phoebe can I ask you a favor? A really big favor?" he asked.
"Sure" she said sitting down.
"Find out how Helga feels about me" he said. Phoebe blinked and drew back a little.
"Why me?" she asked. She hoped he wasn't going to bring up the whole pink book episode. But bring up the pink book episode he did.
"Well you told me who wrote that book," he said.
"Purely an faux pas" she said.
"Yeah I know. But I really need to know" he said. "Please?" he begged.
"I guess so" phoebe said. 'So this is how it feels to be a spy' she thought.
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Phoebe and Helga disappear into Helga's room after dinner. They had been talking awhile till phoebe threw the question Helga's way.
"So what are your feelings for Arnold?" she asked. Helga not having completely been listening answered truefully.
"The same as they had been for years" she said. After she said that she realized what had just happened.
"Great" she said.
"Phoebe, I'm off. You coming?" Gerald called through Helga's door.
"Just a mo" phoebe hugged Helga goodbye. "I'll come see you tomorrow" she promised.
"Okay phoebe" Helga said opening the door.
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"Still loves you" Arnold heard as phoebe ran out the door to catch up with Gerald.
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Arnold knocked on Helga's door after they had left.
"Come in!" he heard her call. He opened the door to find Helga in her nighty. It was filmy white so he could see her under wear. 'Playboy bunny' he noticed. Helga grabbed her dressing gown and threw it on.
"Hey" she said picking up a comb and pulling it through her hair.
"Do you still love me?" Arnold asked. Helga stopped brushing her hair and looked at him shocked. He didn't blame her. He was shocked himself!
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(A/N: thank you reviewer's u gave me the confidence to go on. I love u all!)
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