WHEN DREAMS FADE.
Disclaimer: Arnold and Helga and the rest of the PS 118 crew do not belong to me. Nickelodeon has the rights to all of those characters.
Author's Notes: Hey Arnold is the cutest cartoon that is out there now. This is my first ever cartoon fic, so I hope you guys like it. Please review, and let me know if you like it or not, or if you want me to continue it. Let the story begin. * Means flashback.
Helga sat in her small room, fingering the neatly pressed pink dress. She sat on her bed nervously waiting for her date to arrive. She had her blonde hair in an eloquent French twist, and her unibrow had now been waxed to make two very feminine looking set of eyebrows. Her makeup brought out the color of her eyes, as the lipstick complemented the fullness of her lips.
It had been five years since she graduated from PS 118. She remained in her hometown, while many of her other friends went away for college. Out of all of her friends, only Herald and Stinky remained behind. Who would've ever thought that Herald would later become her boyfriend. For years she refused Herald because she secretly hoped that Arnold would come back home from college in England. However as timed passed, so did her desire to be with Arnold. She had to move on with her life, because she knew that deep down that Arnold had moved on with his.
Helga knew that she was falling in love with Herald more and more each day. He had even lost all of that baby fat, in which people teased him about. Helga thought about the time when he asked her out.
*It had been a rainy afternoon when Herald knocked on Helga's door. He was soaked from the rain, and the flowers in his hand were now ruined. Her dad answered the door, and looked the young man up and down before he spoke.
"Yeah what can I help you with Heron?"
"Hi Mr. Pataki. Is Helga home?"
"Hold on an second Heron."
"It's Herald."
"Sure whatever Heron. Olga door. It's for you."
Helga had walked down the long stairs, and went towards the door with her hands crossed over her chest. She had the same scowl on her face as she noticed who her visitor was. She looked him up and down, and wondered what he could possibly want with her,
"Aren't you going to invite him in Olga, its raining cats and dogs out there?"
"The name is Helga, Bob, and what do you want Herald?"
"Helga, I brought these for you." He stuck out the ruined flowers, and handed them to her.
"Herald is this your idea of an joke. Why I ought to beat you with these dilapidated flowers. Hey wait a minute what are these sorry excuse for flowers for any way?"
"There for your birthday."
"My birthday. You mean that you remembered my birthday?"
"Well Yeah. I hope that you don't mind.
"No I don't mind. That was very nice of you. Umm I mean the next time you want to bring me flowers they had better look ten times better than this. Do you seriously call this a gift? It sucks with a capital S.
"Wait there's more."
Herald reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a long red velvet box. Helga stood too dumbfounded move. He placed the long box in her hands, and she could only look at it.
"Open it, I hope you like it. It wasn't exactly cheap you know."
With shaking hands Helga opened the box. Inside there was a beautiful diamond necklace, that had two hearts hanging from the chain. Upon closer inspection she saw that there was a small inscription written on the back, which said I have always loved you, and will love you forever more. You are my day to my night, and the sun to my moon. In retrospect you are my heart, and you are my love. You are everything worth living, for you complete my life. Love Herald forever and ever.
She looked up from the necklace, and stared into his eyes. She saw in them love, trust, and honesty. It was at that moment that she knew that Herald was the one for her. Without thinking she threw herself into his arms, and kissed him right on the lips. Every since then they had been together.
Now five years later he had made planned a special date, at an exclusive restaurant. She already knew that he was going to pop the big question, and that made her equally nervous. Was she ready to give up the single life, and settle down with the man that she had come to love? To answer that question, she would have to say yes.
Herald was not perfect, but she did love him, even if he wasn't the man of her dreams.
Disclaimer: Arnold and Helga and the rest of the PS 118 crew do not belong to me. Nickelodeon has the rights to all of those characters.
Author's Notes: Hey Arnold is the cutest cartoon that is out there now. This is my first ever cartoon fic, so I hope you guys like it. Please review, and let me know if you like it or not, or if you want me to continue it. Let the story begin. * Means flashback.
Helga sat in her small room, fingering the neatly pressed pink dress. She sat on her bed nervously waiting for her date to arrive. She had her blonde hair in an eloquent French twist, and her unibrow had now been waxed to make two very feminine looking set of eyebrows. Her makeup brought out the color of her eyes, as the lipstick complemented the fullness of her lips.
It had been five years since she graduated from PS 118. She remained in her hometown, while many of her other friends went away for college. Out of all of her friends, only Herald and Stinky remained behind. Who would've ever thought that Herald would later become her boyfriend. For years she refused Herald because she secretly hoped that Arnold would come back home from college in England. However as timed passed, so did her desire to be with Arnold. She had to move on with her life, because she knew that deep down that Arnold had moved on with his.
Helga knew that she was falling in love with Herald more and more each day. He had even lost all of that baby fat, in which people teased him about. Helga thought about the time when he asked her out.
*It had been a rainy afternoon when Herald knocked on Helga's door. He was soaked from the rain, and the flowers in his hand were now ruined. Her dad answered the door, and looked the young man up and down before he spoke.
"Yeah what can I help you with Heron?"
"Hi Mr. Pataki. Is Helga home?"
"Hold on an second Heron."
"It's Herald."
"Sure whatever Heron. Olga door. It's for you."
Helga had walked down the long stairs, and went towards the door with her hands crossed over her chest. She had the same scowl on her face as she noticed who her visitor was. She looked him up and down, and wondered what he could possibly want with her,
"Aren't you going to invite him in Olga, its raining cats and dogs out there?"
"The name is Helga, Bob, and what do you want Herald?"
"Helga, I brought these for you." He stuck out the ruined flowers, and handed them to her.
"Herald is this your idea of an joke. Why I ought to beat you with these dilapidated flowers. Hey wait a minute what are these sorry excuse for flowers for any way?"
"There for your birthday."
"My birthday. You mean that you remembered my birthday?"
"Well Yeah. I hope that you don't mind.
"No I don't mind. That was very nice of you. Umm I mean the next time you want to bring me flowers they had better look ten times better than this. Do you seriously call this a gift? It sucks with a capital S.
"Wait there's more."
Herald reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a long red velvet box. Helga stood too dumbfounded move. He placed the long box in her hands, and she could only look at it.
"Open it, I hope you like it. It wasn't exactly cheap you know."
With shaking hands Helga opened the box. Inside there was a beautiful diamond necklace, that had two hearts hanging from the chain. Upon closer inspection she saw that there was a small inscription written on the back, which said I have always loved you, and will love you forever more. You are my day to my night, and the sun to my moon. In retrospect you are my heart, and you are my love. You are everything worth living, for you complete my life. Love Herald forever and ever.
She looked up from the necklace, and stared into his eyes. She saw in them love, trust, and honesty. It was at that moment that she knew that Herald was the one for her. Without thinking she threw herself into his arms, and kissed him right on the lips. Every since then they had been together.
Now five years later he had made planned a special date, at an exclusive restaurant. She already knew that he was going to pop the big question, and that made her equally nervous. Was she ready to give up the single life, and settle down with the man that she had come to love? To answer that question, she would have to say yes.
Herald was not perfect, but she did love him, even if he wasn't the man of her dreams.