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All right you guys, thank you to those who choose to review my first
fanfic. you'll go down in 'my history.' yeah. Well. Here is my third
installation.
" What's the matter Arnold? I dare say you haven't even touched a bit of your roast beef." Arnold sighed as Lila stared at him worriedly. "This is about the Reunion isn't it?" She said, frowning. The sweetness in her voice now dwindling down to a cold tone. Arnold only stared at his food. He took a huge bight and stared back at Lila, thinking 'happy now?'. "Arnold, I have made a commitment to my sewing guild. You know this. And I intend to keep my commitment. I have never missed a single meeting." "Then they wouldn't mind if you missed just one?" said Arnold, louder than he had intended. Lila sighed as she dabbed her mouth with her still perfectly folded pink napkin. "Is it really that important to you?" She drawled. "Yes, Lila." He said clearly. "It is. I want to see every one again. See what they have been up to. you know?" Lila sighed as she now stared at her roast beef, vegetables and mashed potatoes. "Fine then, Arnold. Fine." He smiled. "Thank you, Lila." he said as he spooned some potatoes into his mouth. Lila stood as she sighed a very dramatic sigh and picked up the phone. "Yes, Doreen? Yes its me, Lila.yes, you to,.no.no, see I cant, I cant make it this Saturday." Arnold heard the response from the other side of the room. "I know, I know.hmmm?.no, it was my decision. Yes, my old friends.I just think it would be just ever so lovely to see them all again." Arnold rolled his eyes. "Alright. Yes.you too.alright.call you later Didi.good bye." She hung it up and stood awkwardly in the doorway. "I love you, Arnold." He stared at his food. He forced himself to smile at her, but his smile instantly faded the moment she turned her back. As he turned a pea over with his spoon, he recalled the dreams he had when he was younger, about what his life would be like. His dreams of being an archeologist. A scientist. A teacher. He always wanted to help people. He had never dreamed of being a cellular phone sales men. He hated his job, which he worked Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Fridays.he went to work tomorrow. He scraped the rest of his dinner into the trash bin and headed toward his bedroom. Lila had already begun packing her clothes into a large rectangular suitcase. "I'll pack mine.," said Arnold as he started to open his dresser drawer. "No need!" giggled Lila as she pointed to a suitcase, which sat near the doorway. "Oh. Thanks." He mumbled. He walked into the living room and took the invitation and looked at it. What would his gang look like? What would they BE like? He smiled slightly as he walked back to his bed. Lila had changed into her pale yellow nightgown that hung flatteringly about her. "Well, get ready for bed, Arnold." She said as she slid into her bed. He changed into his pajamas and slid into his own, noticing that 'Escape To Nowhere' had mysteriously vanished from his bookshelf. 'Ever so lovely' stood prominently in its place.
The sun rose slowly over the hills surrounding the road Helga drove down. The road winded widely around the hills and the smell of grass leaked through the windows of her car. The soft yet cold breeze ruffled her hair. Several times she fought the urge to turn around and go back home. 'Home' she thought to herself. She laughed a bit as she shoved the urge to the back of her mind. She stepped on the gas slightly as she flicked on the radio. She had to change the station several times. The reception wasn't good out here. Helga finally got a clear station. Some chick was singing to the music of a piano about love. 'Bad lyrics.' Helga thought as she turned onto an entrance for the freeway. It would be at least a ten-hour drive. She really didn't mind. Her mind wandered to what she was doing. She was visiting the town where she grew up. She drew out many memories of PS 118 and smiled to herself. 'I wonder what they'll be like..' she thought. ' I wonder what they'll say.' Her foot suddenly shot toward the brakes. She pulled over to the side of the road. She ignored the panicked honk and rude sign the driver behind her flashed. "What will they say? What'll they think of me?" She glanced at herself in the crooked rearview mirror. Helga G Pataki. The 'pink terror'. She looked at her fists. "Unless you wanna answer to. to old Betsy and the five avengers!" She heard a four-year-old Helga call. She smiled as she gripped the wheel once more. "Who cares what they say?" She said as she pulled out into the freeway again.
"Alright. Be carefull! Don't fight!" Rhonda yelled out the door. "I wont!" called back Harold, who was in his way to work at the Butcher Shop. Anya sat at the table eating cereal with a napkin on her lap. "Tatiana, where is your sis." Tenni stepped out of the hall, ready to eat. She was dressed in mismatched socks, an oversized shirt and cut off jeans. "..ter." Rhonda whimpered. Anya had stopped eating and was staring at her sister. "What?" she asked. "Honey." Rhonda gasped, at a loss for words. "Mom! Its comfy!" Rhonda's face screwed up as Anya (who was dressed very nicely) braced herself for the up coming speech. "Looks are always better than being. 'comfy'!" She shooed Tenni to her room. "Now change! No! Wait! Ugh! There's no time. hurry an eat. We'll be leaving right after school." "Why do we have to go?" drawled Tenni. "Because your father and I are both going and you've got no one else to stay with. That's why." Tenni carried her bowl of cereal from the counter to the table, spilling quite a lot of food. "Can't I just stay with Uncle Thaddeus?" "No. And Curly is NOT your uncle. Besides.he's going also." Anya set her spoon down and screwed up her face. "But mom! That man scares me.." She whined. Tenni only laughed "I think he's cool." They finished their breakfast and hurried out the door. Rhonda watched them turn the corner and then hurried herself to her closet.
Phoebe zipped her suitcase up and set it with the other two that were by the front door. "A'ight. I think that's it." Phoebe rubbed her hands together. "I hope so, Gerald." He looked at her and smiled. "Never seen you so nervous." She laughed. "I have never been so nervous. Do you think shell come?" He wondered blankly. "Uh.who?" "Helga." He shrugged as they walked out the door and locked it. They got in their Silver/gold SUV and drove off to pick Claye up early, despite phoebes' early protests.
Once again folks, sorry it's so short. It'll be longer and better next time. (Don't be dirty! (;:) Please review my story so far. Ill take suggestions. (Don't be upset about Arnold's occupation. It'll change. BYE!
" What's the matter Arnold? I dare say you haven't even touched a bit of your roast beef." Arnold sighed as Lila stared at him worriedly. "This is about the Reunion isn't it?" She said, frowning. The sweetness in her voice now dwindling down to a cold tone. Arnold only stared at his food. He took a huge bight and stared back at Lila, thinking 'happy now?'. "Arnold, I have made a commitment to my sewing guild. You know this. And I intend to keep my commitment. I have never missed a single meeting." "Then they wouldn't mind if you missed just one?" said Arnold, louder than he had intended. Lila sighed as she dabbed her mouth with her still perfectly folded pink napkin. "Is it really that important to you?" She drawled. "Yes, Lila." He said clearly. "It is. I want to see every one again. See what they have been up to. you know?" Lila sighed as she now stared at her roast beef, vegetables and mashed potatoes. "Fine then, Arnold. Fine." He smiled. "Thank you, Lila." he said as he spooned some potatoes into his mouth. Lila stood as she sighed a very dramatic sigh and picked up the phone. "Yes, Doreen? Yes its me, Lila.yes, you to,.no.no, see I cant, I cant make it this Saturday." Arnold heard the response from the other side of the room. "I know, I know.hmmm?.no, it was my decision. Yes, my old friends.I just think it would be just ever so lovely to see them all again." Arnold rolled his eyes. "Alright. Yes.you too.alright.call you later Didi.good bye." She hung it up and stood awkwardly in the doorway. "I love you, Arnold." He stared at his food. He forced himself to smile at her, but his smile instantly faded the moment she turned her back. As he turned a pea over with his spoon, he recalled the dreams he had when he was younger, about what his life would be like. His dreams of being an archeologist. A scientist. A teacher. He always wanted to help people. He had never dreamed of being a cellular phone sales men. He hated his job, which he worked Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Fridays.he went to work tomorrow. He scraped the rest of his dinner into the trash bin and headed toward his bedroom. Lila had already begun packing her clothes into a large rectangular suitcase. "I'll pack mine.," said Arnold as he started to open his dresser drawer. "No need!" giggled Lila as she pointed to a suitcase, which sat near the doorway. "Oh. Thanks." He mumbled. He walked into the living room and took the invitation and looked at it. What would his gang look like? What would they BE like? He smiled slightly as he walked back to his bed. Lila had changed into her pale yellow nightgown that hung flatteringly about her. "Well, get ready for bed, Arnold." She said as she slid into her bed. He changed into his pajamas and slid into his own, noticing that 'Escape To Nowhere' had mysteriously vanished from his bookshelf. 'Ever so lovely' stood prominently in its place.
The sun rose slowly over the hills surrounding the road Helga drove down. The road winded widely around the hills and the smell of grass leaked through the windows of her car. The soft yet cold breeze ruffled her hair. Several times she fought the urge to turn around and go back home. 'Home' she thought to herself. She laughed a bit as she shoved the urge to the back of her mind. She stepped on the gas slightly as she flicked on the radio. She had to change the station several times. The reception wasn't good out here. Helga finally got a clear station. Some chick was singing to the music of a piano about love. 'Bad lyrics.' Helga thought as she turned onto an entrance for the freeway. It would be at least a ten-hour drive. She really didn't mind. Her mind wandered to what she was doing. She was visiting the town where she grew up. She drew out many memories of PS 118 and smiled to herself. 'I wonder what they'll be like..' she thought. ' I wonder what they'll say.' Her foot suddenly shot toward the brakes. She pulled over to the side of the road. She ignored the panicked honk and rude sign the driver behind her flashed. "What will they say? What'll they think of me?" She glanced at herself in the crooked rearview mirror. Helga G Pataki. The 'pink terror'. She looked at her fists. "Unless you wanna answer to. to old Betsy and the five avengers!" She heard a four-year-old Helga call. She smiled as she gripped the wheel once more. "Who cares what they say?" She said as she pulled out into the freeway again.
"Alright. Be carefull! Don't fight!" Rhonda yelled out the door. "I wont!" called back Harold, who was in his way to work at the Butcher Shop. Anya sat at the table eating cereal with a napkin on her lap. "Tatiana, where is your sis." Tenni stepped out of the hall, ready to eat. She was dressed in mismatched socks, an oversized shirt and cut off jeans. "..ter." Rhonda whimpered. Anya had stopped eating and was staring at her sister. "What?" she asked. "Honey." Rhonda gasped, at a loss for words. "Mom! Its comfy!" Rhonda's face screwed up as Anya (who was dressed very nicely) braced herself for the up coming speech. "Looks are always better than being. 'comfy'!" She shooed Tenni to her room. "Now change! No! Wait! Ugh! There's no time. hurry an eat. We'll be leaving right after school." "Why do we have to go?" drawled Tenni. "Because your father and I are both going and you've got no one else to stay with. That's why." Tenni carried her bowl of cereal from the counter to the table, spilling quite a lot of food. "Can't I just stay with Uncle Thaddeus?" "No. And Curly is NOT your uncle. Besides.he's going also." Anya set her spoon down and screwed up her face. "But mom! That man scares me.." She whined. Tenni only laughed "I think he's cool." They finished their breakfast and hurried out the door. Rhonda watched them turn the corner and then hurried herself to her closet.
Phoebe zipped her suitcase up and set it with the other two that were by the front door. "A'ight. I think that's it." Phoebe rubbed her hands together. "I hope so, Gerald." He looked at her and smiled. "Never seen you so nervous." She laughed. "I have never been so nervous. Do you think shell come?" He wondered blankly. "Uh.who?" "Helga." He shrugged as they walked out the door and locked it. They got in their Silver/gold SUV and drove off to pick Claye up early, despite phoebes' early protests.
Once again folks, sorry it's so short. It'll be longer and better next time. (Don't be dirty! (;:) Please review my story so far. Ill take suggestions. (Don't be upset about Arnold's occupation. It'll change. BYE!