Love and Colorado
By Arnoldnhelga4eva
Disclaimer: I don't own Hey Arnold.
Hey, sorry its been so long, but I updated quicker than I did last time. I've just been busy and what nots so, yeah.
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Chapter 7: Goodbye Again
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Where had she gone wrong? What had she done to make them do this? Mary was more worried than upset, but most of all, she was disappointed. Mary looked down. She couldn't even look at them.
'Pack your bags kids, we're going home,' was all she said before she left the room. Helga watched through tear soaked eyes, until her attention turned to Peter. She scowled at him with a fire burning passion. She wanted to kill him, and that smug look on his face.
'Well well, maybe next time you should lock the door.then again, there isn't going to be much of a next time, is there?' he smiled with self pleasure and walked out of the room, shutting it behind him. The shield that held her tears back now broke as tears flowed down her face rapidly. She hugged Arnold tightly to her and cried as he held her. He himself found that he was crying. He was afraid of what the future held. What was going to happen to them? He may never see her again. How could he possibly live without her? Then and idea came to him.
'Helga,' he said, pulling back form her, making her look at him, 'Helga, when you turn 18, come here, come to Colorado, and we'll live together. We both have more than enough money from snowboarding competitions, we'll put ourselves through school and build a home, and have kids, and grow old together.' He said, as he stroked her long soft blonde hair. She sniffed, and searched his eyes even deeper.
'Do you promise you'll wait for me?' she asked.
'I promise, as long as you wait fo--' her kiss finished his sentence. They broke apart, dressed and packed up, leaving tears all over the ground. A very happy Peter helped bring their bags to the car before Jane and Mary hugged, and they took off for the airport. The car was silent, until Mary spoke up.
'You two are going to have to go to two new foster homes. I already called the agency, and they're scheduling to pick you up when we get home. They'll have new families for you by then.' Helga couldn't hold back her tears. Arnold looked over at her. He wanted to hug her, and make this all go away, but he could only cry himself. What had they done?
'I'm gonna miss you kids,' Mary choked on her words. Their vacation ended too soon, and in tears. They may never see Mary again. She had always been so wonderful to them, and she had given them everything they could ever want: love, attention, everything. Why were endings so tragic? Why did things have to end like this? They reached the airport all too soon, packed up all too soon, and parted too soon. It all happened in a blur, but Helga never forgot the promise she made.
~^Epilogue^~
March 22nd, a day after she turned 18, Helga was on an airplane. She hated her last foster family. Her foster parents were mean, and treated her like shit. Her foster brother was an annoying little brat. He would read the emails Arnold sent her, and he was so nosy. It reminded her too much of Peter, that son of a bitch. If she ever crossed paths with Peter again, she'd rip his stomach form him, and use his intestines as a noose.
She had anticipated this day all too long. After correspondences with Arnold, she would meet him at the Denver airport. He had just recently won some snowboarding competition, so he had just bought the two of them a nice little home with the prize money. She couldn't wait to be in his arms once again.
She ripped the page out of her notebook as the plane landed. She wanted to give him something, and finally came up with the best poem she had ever written. People stood up and started to file out of the plane. As she exited the plane, she caught a glimpse of.yes; it was a football shaped head!
'Arnold!' she yelled and dropped everything, running to him as he scooped her into his arms, welcoming her with a kiss. And there they were, in the middle of the airport. When they finally broke apart he smiled and twirled her around.
'I thought you'd never get here,' he said, pressing his forehead to hers. She giggled, and kissed him briefly before retrieving her things she had dropped. They exited the terminal, and headed for baggage claim.
'We have a lot of planning to do,' he said, taking her bag for her, 'Where's the rest of your stuff?' she smiled.
'Its coming. I'm having it Fed Exed over here. It's not much though.' He nodded, he knew. Her foster parents had sold most of her possessions. His hadn't been so great either.
'I was thinking, we can have a small wedding, and only invite our best friends, like Phoebe, Giny, Gerald, Josh.'
'and Mary.' He finished for her. She turned to him. Was he out of his mind?
'She probably hates us,' Helga said as she hailed for a cab, but it passed by. She muttered something under her breath and turned back to him. His eyes those beautiful green seas captured in such a small orb. It was like looking at heaven.
'We'll see,' he said and finally stopped a cab. They went home and wasted no time in catching up on what they had missed out on these last few months.
When Mary got her invitation in the mail, she cried, but she was happy at the same time. She knew it would all work out. After a lot of thinking, she knew they were meant to be together. She went to their wedding, along with Phoebe who had flown in from Japan, and Gerald, Giny, and Josh. It was a simply elegant wedding, but you don't need a big elaborate wedding when you're being tied with the one you love. All you need is.them, and your friends and family around you to support you. It was a beautiful wedding Helga wore a simple wedding gown, with a small veil, and Arnold wore the traditional tuxedo. They were married on the mountain, as Peter watched angrily through the window. He had lost after all. No matter how much you hurt someone, it will come back for the better. He gave up, he had lost.
They made their vows, and they were off, for Switzerland. They had just enough for a decent honeymoon. Snowboarding in the mountains of Switzerland, it was a dream come true. When they returned home, they started their new lives, together.
~*Six years later*~
'Look at you go!' Helga yelled to her son as Arnold videotaped him, snowboarding for the first time down the little hill in their backyard. After they married, they turned pro, and spent a little time in college, enough time to get a degree. Helga wrote, and Arnold worked at the hills in Veil, as a ski/snowboard patrol. It paid easily for their home, and their lives. When Arnold or Helga needed to leave for a competition, Mary would come and watch Nick, their son. He was a natural at the sport that made his parents fall in love.
The little boy laughed as he fell back into the snow. Mary came out of their house and Helga unstrapped him from his snowboard, and he ran to Mary.
'Grandma!' he yelled. Yes, she was like a grandmother to him. The title fit her perfectly though. She was truly like his own grandmother. Mary twirled little Nick around, his bright blue eyes sparkling as the sun bounced off his golden hair. She set him down.
'Oh, you're getting more and more like your parents each day.' Mary said, smiling. She turned to Helga.
'I just got a call Helga,' Helga looked at Mary confusedly. That only made Mary smile even more, 'Its going to be published, your book of poetry.' Helga's eyes lit up when she finally understood what she meant. Arnold hugged her and whispered in her ear.
'it's the last poem, I know it is.' She smiled. It was her entire collection of poetry from her childhood, up till now. She had included the poem she wrote for Arnold on the plane, and she put it at the end:
The mountains, the snow.
They form the epitome of this land,
Though I still couldn't explain why,
Why it means so much to me.
It's more of when the sun bounces off
That golden hair, and when I'm lost in the rush,
The exhilaration of your eyes, and the runs
Its not purely this land, it you too.
Its Love, and Colorado.
~The End~
Well that's it, that's the end. Did you like the poem? This is the final chapter of Love and Colorado and it's shorter than most of the other chapters, but it wraps everything up. I hope you enjoyed my story!:D R&R and I'll
C ya l8ter!
Arnoldnhelga4eva
By Arnoldnhelga4eva
Disclaimer: I don't own Hey Arnold.
Hey, sorry its been so long, but I updated quicker than I did last time. I've just been busy and what nots so, yeah.
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Chapter 7: Goodbye Again
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Where had she gone wrong? What had she done to make them do this? Mary was more worried than upset, but most of all, she was disappointed. Mary looked down. She couldn't even look at them.
'Pack your bags kids, we're going home,' was all she said before she left the room. Helga watched through tear soaked eyes, until her attention turned to Peter. She scowled at him with a fire burning passion. She wanted to kill him, and that smug look on his face.
'Well well, maybe next time you should lock the door.then again, there isn't going to be much of a next time, is there?' he smiled with self pleasure and walked out of the room, shutting it behind him. The shield that held her tears back now broke as tears flowed down her face rapidly. She hugged Arnold tightly to her and cried as he held her. He himself found that he was crying. He was afraid of what the future held. What was going to happen to them? He may never see her again. How could he possibly live without her? Then and idea came to him.
'Helga,' he said, pulling back form her, making her look at him, 'Helga, when you turn 18, come here, come to Colorado, and we'll live together. We both have more than enough money from snowboarding competitions, we'll put ourselves through school and build a home, and have kids, and grow old together.' He said, as he stroked her long soft blonde hair. She sniffed, and searched his eyes even deeper.
'Do you promise you'll wait for me?' she asked.
'I promise, as long as you wait fo--' her kiss finished his sentence. They broke apart, dressed and packed up, leaving tears all over the ground. A very happy Peter helped bring their bags to the car before Jane and Mary hugged, and they took off for the airport. The car was silent, until Mary spoke up.
'You two are going to have to go to two new foster homes. I already called the agency, and they're scheduling to pick you up when we get home. They'll have new families for you by then.' Helga couldn't hold back her tears. Arnold looked over at her. He wanted to hug her, and make this all go away, but he could only cry himself. What had they done?
'I'm gonna miss you kids,' Mary choked on her words. Their vacation ended too soon, and in tears. They may never see Mary again. She had always been so wonderful to them, and she had given them everything they could ever want: love, attention, everything. Why were endings so tragic? Why did things have to end like this? They reached the airport all too soon, packed up all too soon, and parted too soon. It all happened in a blur, but Helga never forgot the promise she made.
~^Epilogue^~
March 22nd, a day after she turned 18, Helga was on an airplane. She hated her last foster family. Her foster parents were mean, and treated her like shit. Her foster brother was an annoying little brat. He would read the emails Arnold sent her, and he was so nosy. It reminded her too much of Peter, that son of a bitch. If she ever crossed paths with Peter again, she'd rip his stomach form him, and use his intestines as a noose.
She had anticipated this day all too long. After correspondences with Arnold, she would meet him at the Denver airport. He had just recently won some snowboarding competition, so he had just bought the two of them a nice little home with the prize money. She couldn't wait to be in his arms once again.
She ripped the page out of her notebook as the plane landed. She wanted to give him something, and finally came up with the best poem she had ever written. People stood up and started to file out of the plane. As she exited the plane, she caught a glimpse of.yes; it was a football shaped head!
'Arnold!' she yelled and dropped everything, running to him as he scooped her into his arms, welcoming her with a kiss. And there they were, in the middle of the airport. When they finally broke apart he smiled and twirled her around.
'I thought you'd never get here,' he said, pressing his forehead to hers. She giggled, and kissed him briefly before retrieving her things she had dropped. They exited the terminal, and headed for baggage claim.
'We have a lot of planning to do,' he said, taking her bag for her, 'Where's the rest of your stuff?' she smiled.
'Its coming. I'm having it Fed Exed over here. It's not much though.' He nodded, he knew. Her foster parents had sold most of her possessions. His hadn't been so great either.
'I was thinking, we can have a small wedding, and only invite our best friends, like Phoebe, Giny, Gerald, Josh.'
'and Mary.' He finished for her. She turned to him. Was he out of his mind?
'She probably hates us,' Helga said as she hailed for a cab, but it passed by. She muttered something under her breath and turned back to him. His eyes those beautiful green seas captured in such a small orb. It was like looking at heaven.
'We'll see,' he said and finally stopped a cab. They went home and wasted no time in catching up on what they had missed out on these last few months.
When Mary got her invitation in the mail, she cried, but she was happy at the same time. She knew it would all work out. After a lot of thinking, she knew they were meant to be together. She went to their wedding, along with Phoebe who had flown in from Japan, and Gerald, Giny, and Josh. It was a simply elegant wedding, but you don't need a big elaborate wedding when you're being tied with the one you love. All you need is.them, and your friends and family around you to support you. It was a beautiful wedding Helga wore a simple wedding gown, with a small veil, and Arnold wore the traditional tuxedo. They were married on the mountain, as Peter watched angrily through the window. He had lost after all. No matter how much you hurt someone, it will come back for the better. He gave up, he had lost.
They made their vows, and they were off, for Switzerland. They had just enough for a decent honeymoon. Snowboarding in the mountains of Switzerland, it was a dream come true. When they returned home, they started their new lives, together.
~*Six years later*~
'Look at you go!' Helga yelled to her son as Arnold videotaped him, snowboarding for the first time down the little hill in their backyard. After they married, they turned pro, and spent a little time in college, enough time to get a degree. Helga wrote, and Arnold worked at the hills in Veil, as a ski/snowboard patrol. It paid easily for their home, and their lives. When Arnold or Helga needed to leave for a competition, Mary would come and watch Nick, their son. He was a natural at the sport that made his parents fall in love.
The little boy laughed as he fell back into the snow. Mary came out of their house and Helga unstrapped him from his snowboard, and he ran to Mary.
'Grandma!' he yelled. Yes, she was like a grandmother to him. The title fit her perfectly though. She was truly like his own grandmother. Mary twirled little Nick around, his bright blue eyes sparkling as the sun bounced off his golden hair. She set him down.
'Oh, you're getting more and more like your parents each day.' Mary said, smiling. She turned to Helga.
'I just got a call Helga,' Helga looked at Mary confusedly. That only made Mary smile even more, 'Its going to be published, your book of poetry.' Helga's eyes lit up when she finally understood what she meant. Arnold hugged her and whispered in her ear.
'it's the last poem, I know it is.' She smiled. It was her entire collection of poetry from her childhood, up till now. She had included the poem she wrote for Arnold on the plane, and she put it at the end:
The mountains, the snow.
They form the epitome of this land,
Though I still couldn't explain why,
Why it means so much to me.
It's more of when the sun bounces off
That golden hair, and when I'm lost in the rush,
The exhilaration of your eyes, and the runs
Its not purely this land, it you too.
Its Love, and Colorado.
~The End~
Well that's it, that's the end. Did you like the poem? This is the final chapter of Love and Colorado and it's shorter than most of the other chapters, but it wraps everything up. I hope you enjoyed my story!:D R&R and I'll
C ya l8ter!
Arnoldnhelga4eva
