Rescuing Arnold
Rating: PG-13 (Swearing, weaponry, and violence)
Chapter 08
"I'll Always Be There For You, Football Head"
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The night wind blew past the quad of kids as they watched Lila and Brainy leave with the police, just as a second police car drove by with Sheck, Nick, Rebecca and Alexander in the backseat, their hands in handcuffs. The policeman slowed down in front of Arnold and Helga, rolled down his window, and gave the duo a thumb up. Sheck leaned forward. "Damn you, bitch! If it's the last thing I ever do, I'll have you killed!" The police officer shook his head and drove off.
"Bastard." Helga muttered. Arnold turned and began a slow walk back inside the building. Helga watched sorrowfully and followed.
Gerald went to follow, but Phoebe caught him by the shoulder, thumbing the motion to the road. He nodded and followed her, just as the bus drove up. The doors swished open and Murray gave his friend a cheerful smile. "Well, if it ain't Gerald. How's it going?" Gerald smiled and glanced back at his two friends. "They ain't coming on board?" He asked, to which Gerald shook his head and took a seat with Phoebe. "Guess not."
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Arnold glanced around the rooftop, the spot to which she had confessed to him for the first time in her life. He sighed sadly, hanging his head. "Arnold?" He jumped at the sound of her voice. He didn't expect she would follow him; but hey, this is Helga here. "Arnold, are you okay?" He sighed deeply and sunk to the floor. She shook her head. "Hey, it's okay. We won. We beat them. They're going to jail, and life can go on just like before. We can be happy again, Arnold."
"It's not that, Helga. I.have something I need to let you know." Helga cocked her head and sat down next to him. "About two years ago, I kinda found something: something that belonged to my father. It was his journal, and after I read it, I found something in the back. It was a map. It showed the exact location of their last journey."
"So, what's that got to do with anything?"
"I'm going to try to find them: my real parents. I have a feeling they're still alive." Helga's heart sank.
"What's that going to do to us?" She asked, all hope that Arnold would grow to love her even more and one day marry her failing. He sighed and leaned his head on her shoulder. "Arnold? What's going to happen to us?" She repeated.
"I want you to come with me if I do find them. I want you to be with me." Helga gasped, taken aback by the question. "Helga, today, when you took that bullet for me, I thought I lost you. I didn't even realize until later that the bullet missed taking your life. I guess I was too preoccupied by thinking back to all the times we spent together. Helga," his eyes watered as he threw himself into her arms, sobbing. "Helga, I love you! I don't know what I would do without you!"
Helga felt her own body wrecking with sobs. She shook them off, telling herself that she doesn't cry. "Arnold, I'm here. We can be together.forever. You just have to trust me when I tell you this, okay? I love you too, and I'll never leave you." Arnold sighed shakily and shook the rest of the tears away. "Now, what say we get out of here and get something to eat? I'm dying for something at Slausens'."
Arnold nodded. "Just like the day of our first date, two years ago."
Helga chuckled, realizing he meant the blinding prank, the April Fools dance, and of course, the "first" date they had, although Helga never told him about their rendezvous at Chez Paris, on Valentine's day. That early morning, they both walked underneath the stars as they turned to a bright pink and red hue then just as they arrived in the neighborhood a clear blue hint. If someone were to look out their window they would see nothing out of the ordinary except for Arnold and Helga, walking along the streets and Helga with a strip of Arnold's blue sweater tied tightly to her arm. Neither one would imagine what the future held in store for either of them.
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The night wind blew past the quad of kids as they watched Lila and Brainy leave with the police, just as a second police car drove by with Sheck, Nick, Rebecca and Alexander in the backseat, their hands in handcuffs. The policeman slowed down in front of Arnold and Helga, rolled down his window, and gave the duo a thumb up. Sheck leaned forward. "Damn you, bitch! If it's the last thing I ever do, I'll have you killed!" The police officer shook his head and drove off.
"Bastard." Helga muttered. Arnold turned and began a slow walk back inside the building. Helga watched sorrowfully and followed.
Gerald went to follow, but Phoebe caught him by the shoulder, thumbing the motion to the road. He nodded and followed her, just as the bus drove up. The doors swished open and Murray gave his friend a cheerful smile. "Well, if it ain't Gerald. How's it going?" Gerald smiled and glanced back at his two friends. "They ain't coming on board?" He asked, to which Gerald shook his head and took a seat with Phoebe. "Guess not."
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Arnold glanced around the rooftop, the spot to which she had confessed to him for the first time in her life. He sighed sadly, hanging his head. "Arnold?" He jumped at the sound of her voice. He didn't expect she would follow him; but hey, this is Helga here. "Arnold, are you okay?" He sighed deeply and sunk to the floor. She shook her head. "Hey, it's okay. We won. We beat them. They're going to jail, and life can go on just like before. We can be happy again, Arnold."
"It's not that, Helga. I.have something I need to let you know." Helga cocked her head and sat down next to him. "About two years ago, I kinda found something: something that belonged to my father. It was his journal, and after I read it, I found something in the back. It was a map. It showed the exact location of their last journey."
"So, what's that got to do with anything?"
"I'm going to try to find them: my real parents. I have a feeling they're still alive." Helga's heart sank.
"What's that going to do to us?" She asked, all hope that Arnold would grow to love her even more and one day marry her failing. He sighed and leaned his head on her shoulder. "Arnold? What's going to happen to us?" She repeated.
"I want you to come with me if I do find them. I want you to be with me." Helga gasped, taken aback by the question. "Helga, today, when you took that bullet for me, I thought I lost you. I didn't even realize until later that the bullet missed taking your life. I guess I was too preoccupied by thinking back to all the times we spent together. Helga," his eyes watered as he threw himself into her arms, sobbing. "Helga, I love you! I don't know what I would do without you!"
Helga felt her own body wrecking with sobs. She shook them off, telling herself that she doesn't cry. "Arnold, I'm here. We can be together.forever. You just have to trust me when I tell you this, okay? I love you too, and I'll never leave you." Arnold sighed shakily and shook the rest of the tears away. "Now, what say we get out of here and get something to eat? I'm dying for something at Slausens'."
Arnold nodded. "Just like the day of our first date, two years ago."
Helga chuckled, realizing he meant the blinding prank, the April Fools dance, and of course, the "first" date they had, although Helga never told him about their rendezvous at Chez Paris, on Valentine's day. That early morning, they both walked underneath the stars as they turned to a bright pink and red hue then just as they arrived in the neighborhood a clear blue hint. If someone were to look out their window they would see nothing out of the ordinary except for Arnold and Helga, walking along the streets and Helga with a strip of Arnold's blue sweater tied tightly to her arm. Neither one would imagine what the future held in store for either of them.