THE GREAT SEARCH
By Arnoldnhelga4eva
Disclaimer: Hey Arnold is not mine! The only thing I own is my computer. :)
Hey! Sup? NMH. It's about 11:30 and I'm writing this on a school night. Hopefully I can get on the internet at school and upload this. Sorry it takes me so long, but I get very busy. I'm a little depressed b/c I lost my 1st tennis match of the season 2day, but then I popped in my Avril Lavigne CD and I felt better. Anywayz, here is chapter 4 (I know TADmon really wanted me to post this chap. And Mic Mic gave me an opinion for the chapter) I need more reviews! I'm not going to finish if I don't get more!!( He he, sorry but I've been working hard on this!Anywayz, on with the fic! (oh and by the way, if you have any problems with Bob not caring about Helga when she gets injured, skip the flashback.)
Doctors and Dreams
Recap from last Chapter:
"This is what movie?!" Helga shouted avoiding the second question. "We must have gotten the wrong theater Arnoldo! Why did I trust you?! Well I'm outta here!" She got up and walked out of the theater. Arnold said a quick good-bye as he chased after Helga again. Gerald and Phoebe just looked after them and Gerald managed to get out, "He's a bold kid, a bold kid."
Arnold had once again caught up with Helga. She was across the street waiting for him. He started across. This time she wasn't crying. She had a terrified look in her eyes as he walked over. Just then he found out why.
"Arnold! Look out for that car!!!"
Arnold looked behind him and saw everything flash before him.
Even Helga.
*End of recap*
"Arnold!" Helga screamed as she pushed him out of the way. Arnold landed on his stomach with Helga on top of him. They both blushed at this. Helga decided that she should probably get off of him. As she was standing up, a sharp pain rushed through her ankle.
"Ow!" She winced at the pain and fell to the ground. Arnold looked at her with guilt in his eyes as a million things rushed through his head. Oh no! What's wrong with her? Why did she pushed me out of the way? I'm sure the car would have stopped. Wait, where is the car? I hope she's okay. What's that smell when she fell on me? It smelled so good. Oh well, that's not important. Maybe we should go to a doctor.
Arnold was the first one to speak, "Do you need a doctor Helga?"
"No I'm Fiiiiiiiiiiiine!" She scremed in pain as she tried to get up.. She really did need a doctor. This pain was really getting to her and it wasn't just a little pain, it was excrutiating but she didn't want to show it to Arnold.
"C'mon Helga, you need a doctor. I heard this saying that a little neglect may breed mischief, and it goes on to talk something about a nail, a horse shoe, a horse, a rider and because that nail was neglected, the battle was lost." (A/N Yes, that's my MAXUM for this chapter, also called aphorisms. I decided that Arnold probably won't remember the whole thing b/c it is long so I shortened it. Okies, back to the story now!:)
"Whatever. Let's just go now and get it over with." Helga spat.
"C'mon, I'll help you walk." Arnold suggested. Helga just nodded. Arnold slipped an arm around her waist as he helped her get up. She winced as soon as she put even a little weight on her right foot. There was no way that she could put weight on it, let alone walk to the doctor's office.
"I can't stand on it Arnold." Helga said quietly. Arnold just took one look at her and swept her off her feet. He was carrying her. She didn't protest as she thought she should, she just placed her arms around his neck to keep him balanced. Oh Arnold! My strong Hercules! I can't believe this is happening! I think I'm going to die!
"You all right?" Arnold asked with concern. Helga just got this lovesick look on her face as she was inwardly swooning. She was completely oblivious to the fact that Arnold had asked her a question.
"Helga? Hello?" Arnold asked again. This time Helga heard him and turned to look at him. Their noses brushed as she turned her head and Arnold nearly dropped her.
"Hey! Don't drop me now! I don't want to have to go to the hospital!" Helga yelled.
"Sorry Helga." Was all Arnold replied with as he brought her near the building.
When they got inside, Arnold placed Helga on a bench as he went over to look at the directory to find a foot doctor. Helga was just thinking about what just happened. Maybe there is a good thing that came out of my ankle practically breaking!
"C'mon Helga. The foot clinic is on the fourth floor." He walked over to the bench and picked her up. With her in his arms, he walked over to the elevator.
"You're going to have to push the button, I can't let you go." Arnold pointed out. Helga sighed and pushed the up button. The elevator came and they boarded it. When they were outside of the office, Helga opened the door for them. They went in while receiving some strange looks from waiting patients. Arnold walked over to a chair and placed Helga on it.
"I'm going to fill out the forms. You just sit here and rest."
"Okay. Oh and Arnold?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks, I mean, for helping me."
Arnold got that pang of guilt again. They were here and she was hurt because he stupidly walked in front of a car. He was really worried about her ankle. Also, that may delay their trip. "Really, I should be thanking you. Now just sit here while I fill out the papers."
Helga did what Arnold told her. But she thought about her dream. She hated rats! And she hated Bob. She hated them ever since that one time.
*Flashback*
The room was dark and Helga couldn't see a thing. She was only five years old and her father made her have a time out in the basement for not winning the art contest at school like Olga had.
"I hate my daddy! How can I show him I'm not like Olga?"
Just then, Helga heard a squeak. No, it was more like many squeaks. Many many squeaks! It was becoming louder and louder and it filled the room. When Helga's eyes finally adjusted to the poor lighting, she saw about twenty beady eyes staring up at her. She screamed and felt a sharp pain in her lower leg. She looked down and there was a rat who had bitten into her skin. She screamed again and turned pale. Miriam came running down the stairs and saw Helga screaming and clutching her right leg with blood coming from under her hand. Miriam screamed and for that time finally had her motherly instincts kick in. She picked up Helga and rushed her upstairs. Bob hearing this ran over.
"Hey! The girl isn't supposed to come out of there for another hour!" Bob yelled.
"She got bitten by a rat! We need to get her to the hospital B.!"
"I don't care what she got bitten by. The hospital costs money and I don't want to pay anything."
"Fine! I'll bring her! You just stay here and watch your new beeper commercial!"
"Good because I don't think my back could take carrying Olga anyways."
"It's Helga Bob!" Helga spoke up for the first time.
"Don't worry sweetie, I'll get you to the hospital" Mirriam reassured Helga. Bob just mumbled something and walked into the trophy room to watch his commercial.
*Flashback end*
Tears gently flowed down Helga's face as she remembered this day. She hated rats, and Bob. They both hated her as well. Miriam could usually be as useful as a car with deflated tires but she could sometimes come through like that one time. Arnold slowly walked over to her with the paperwork. He saw her face and quickly sat down next to her.
"What's the matter?" Arnold questioned. Helga refused to look in his eyes.
"N-nothing I was just thinking about how you almost got killed an-" she quickly put a hand over her mouth for saying that even though it was a lie. Nice job Helga! Now he's going to resort to the ol' twenty questions. Here comes question number one. I can just see it in his eyes, those pools of green so much like the ocean of my soul.I've gotta remember that one.
"Why?"
"Oh, no reason. Hey, you need to finish the paperwork!"
"Oh, right."
Whew! Nice save Helga girl! Now just don't bring up that topic again.
They sat in silence as Arnold filled out the paperwork and Helga read a magazine that was on a table. Once Arnold was done with it, he brought it to the front desk. He then went over to sit by Helga. It took about twenty minutes before Helga was called in. Arnold picked her up again and carried her towards the room. Just as they were about to leave the waiting room, guess who showed up?
"Arnold? Helga?"
Ha ha. Cliffhanger. I know TADmon is going to love this cliffhangere!:) Jk. I'll post as soon as I can. Who do you think should walk into the office? I have an idea but I'm not giving n e thing away!!! I gots to go to sleep. I promise that I will have them searching for Arnold's parents in the jungle soon! N E Wayz, I gots to go now. (He he, I said that before).
See ya l8ter!
Arnoldnhelga4eva
By Arnoldnhelga4eva
Disclaimer: Hey Arnold is not mine! The only thing I own is my computer. :)
Hey! Sup? NMH. It's about 11:30 and I'm writing this on a school night. Hopefully I can get on the internet at school and upload this. Sorry it takes me so long, but I get very busy. I'm a little depressed b/c I lost my 1st tennis match of the season 2day, but then I popped in my Avril Lavigne CD and I felt better. Anywayz, here is chapter 4 (I know TADmon really wanted me to post this chap. And Mic Mic gave me an opinion for the chapter) I need more reviews! I'm not going to finish if I don't get more!!( He he, sorry but I've been working hard on this!Anywayz, on with the fic! (oh and by the way, if you have any problems with Bob not caring about Helga when she gets injured, skip the flashback.)
Doctors and Dreams
Recap from last Chapter:
"This is what movie?!" Helga shouted avoiding the second question. "We must have gotten the wrong theater Arnoldo! Why did I trust you?! Well I'm outta here!" She got up and walked out of the theater. Arnold said a quick good-bye as he chased after Helga again. Gerald and Phoebe just looked after them and Gerald managed to get out, "He's a bold kid, a bold kid."
Arnold had once again caught up with Helga. She was across the street waiting for him. He started across. This time she wasn't crying. She had a terrified look in her eyes as he walked over. Just then he found out why.
"Arnold! Look out for that car!!!"
Arnold looked behind him and saw everything flash before him.
Even Helga.
*End of recap*
"Arnold!" Helga screamed as she pushed him out of the way. Arnold landed on his stomach with Helga on top of him. They both blushed at this. Helga decided that she should probably get off of him. As she was standing up, a sharp pain rushed through her ankle.
"Ow!" She winced at the pain and fell to the ground. Arnold looked at her with guilt in his eyes as a million things rushed through his head. Oh no! What's wrong with her? Why did she pushed me out of the way? I'm sure the car would have stopped. Wait, where is the car? I hope she's okay. What's that smell when she fell on me? It smelled so good. Oh well, that's not important. Maybe we should go to a doctor.
Arnold was the first one to speak, "Do you need a doctor Helga?"
"No I'm Fiiiiiiiiiiiine!" She scremed in pain as she tried to get up.. She really did need a doctor. This pain was really getting to her and it wasn't just a little pain, it was excrutiating but she didn't want to show it to Arnold.
"C'mon Helga, you need a doctor. I heard this saying that a little neglect may breed mischief, and it goes on to talk something about a nail, a horse shoe, a horse, a rider and because that nail was neglected, the battle was lost." (A/N Yes, that's my MAXUM for this chapter, also called aphorisms. I decided that Arnold probably won't remember the whole thing b/c it is long so I shortened it. Okies, back to the story now!:)
"Whatever. Let's just go now and get it over with." Helga spat.
"C'mon, I'll help you walk." Arnold suggested. Helga just nodded. Arnold slipped an arm around her waist as he helped her get up. She winced as soon as she put even a little weight on her right foot. There was no way that she could put weight on it, let alone walk to the doctor's office.
"I can't stand on it Arnold." Helga said quietly. Arnold just took one look at her and swept her off her feet. He was carrying her. She didn't protest as she thought she should, she just placed her arms around his neck to keep him balanced. Oh Arnold! My strong Hercules! I can't believe this is happening! I think I'm going to die!
"You all right?" Arnold asked with concern. Helga just got this lovesick look on her face as she was inwardly swooning. She was completely oblivious to the fact that Arnold had asked her a question.
"Helga? Hello?" Arnold asked again. This time Helga heard him and turned to look at him. Their noses brushed as she turned her head and Arnold nearly dropped her.
"Hey! Don't drop me now! I don't want to have to go to the hospital!" Helga yelled.
"Sorry Helga." Was all Arnold replied with as he brought her near the building.
When they got inside, Arnold placed Helga on a bench as he went over to look at the directory to find a foot doctor. Helga was just thinking about what just happened. Maybe there is a good thing that came out of my ankle practically breaking!
"C'mon Helga. The foot clinic is on the fourth floor." He walked over to the bench and picked her up. With her in his arms, he walked over to the elevator.
"You're going to have to push the button, I can't let you go." Arnold pointed out. Helga sighed and pushed the up button. The elevator came and they boarded it. When they were outside of the office, Helga opened the door for them. They went in while receiving some strange looks from waiting patients. Arnold walked over to a chair and placed Helga on it.
"I'm going to fill out the forms. You just sit here and rest."
"Okay. Oh and Arnold?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks, I mean, for helping me."
Arnold got that pang of guilt again. They were here and she was hurt because he stupidly walked in front of a car. He was really worried about her ankle. Also, that may delay their trip. "Really, I should be thanking you. Now just sit here while I fill out the papers."
Helga did what Arnold told her. But she thought about her dream. She hated rats! And she hated Bob. She hated them ever since that one time.
*Flashback*
The room was dark and Helga couldn't see a thing. She was only five years old and her father made her have a time out in the basement for not winning the art contest at school like Olga had.
"I hate my daddy! How can I show him I'm not like Olga?"
Just then, Helga heard a squeak. No, it was more like many squeaks. Many many squeaks! It was becoming louder and louder and it filled the room. When Helga's eyes finally adjusted to the poor lighting, she saw about twenty beady eyes staring up at her. She screamed and felt a sharp pain in her lower leg. She looked down and there was a rat who had bitten into her skin. She screamed again and turned pale. Miriam came running down the stairs and saw Helga screaming and clutching her right leg with blood coming from under her hand. Miriam screamed and for that time finally had her motherly instincts kick in. She picked up Helga and rushed her upstairs. Bob hearing this ran over.
"Hey! The girl isn't supposed to come out of there for another hour!" Bob yelled.
"She got bitten by a rat! We need to get her to the hospital B.!"
"I don't care what she got bitten by. The hospital costs money and I don't want to pay anything."
"Fine! I'll bring her! You just stay here and watch your new beeper commercial!"
"Good because I don't think my back could take carrying Olga anyways."
"It's Helga Bob!" Helga spoke up for the first time.
"Don't worry sweetie, I'll get you to the hospital" Mirriam reassured Helga. Bob just mumbled something and walked into the trophy room to watch his commercial.
*Flashback end*
Tears gently flowed down Helga's face as she remembered this day. She hated rats, and Bob. They both hated her as well. Miriam could usually be as useful as a car with deflated tires but she could sometimes come through like that one time. Arnold slowly walked over to her with the paperwork. He saw her face and quickly sat down next to her.
"What's the matter?" Arnold questioned. Helga refused to look in his eyes.
"N-nothing I was just thinking about how you almost got killed an-" she quickly put a hand over her mouth for saying that even though it was a lie. Nice job Helga! Now he's going to resort to the ol' twenty questions. Here comes question number one. I can just see it in his eyes, those pools of green so much like the ocean of my soul.I've gotta remember that one.
"Why?"
"Oh, no reason. Hey, you need to finish the paperwork!"
"Oh, right."
Whew! Nice save Helga girl! Now just don't bring up that topic again.
They sat in silence as Arnold filled out the paperwork and Helga read a magazine that was on a table. Once Arnold was done with it, he brought it to the front desk. He then went over to sit by Helga. It took about twenty minutes before Helga was called in. Arnold picked her up again and carried her towards the room. Just as they were about to leave the waiting room, guess who showed up?
"Arnold? Helga?"
Ha ha. Cliffhanger. I know TADmon is going to love this cliffhangere!:) Jk. I'll post as soon as I can. Who do you think should walk into the office? I have an idea but I'm not giving n e thing away!!! I gots to go to sleep. I promise that I will have them searching for Arnold's parents in the jungle soon! N E Wayz, I gots to go now. (He he, I said that before).
See ya l8ter!
Arnoldnhelga4eva