AUTHORS NOTE: Wow, this is having a lot more positive response than I
thought it would. YOU LOVE ME! YOU REALLY LOVE ME! *wipes away a tear and
receives her Oscar*
Agh, I can't think of a title for this chapter.
Disclaimer: Hey Arnold isn't mine. If it was mine, then I'd be really happy and wouldn't HAVE to write fanfictions because it'd be MINE!! ALL MINE! NOT YOURS! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!
Chapter 3: "Dreams Become Reality"
"Oh, hey honey!" Miriam said. "I just remembered what I was going to tell you. Your little friend Archie came to walk you to school! Now isn't that nice?"
Arnold raised an eyebrow at Helga's mother as Helga said, "His name is Arnold, Miriam."
Miriam walked to the blender and started to concoct another one of her strange smoothies. "Uh huh, th-that's nice, dear." She paused a moment, thinking. "Now, what else did I need to tell you? Oh yes! Your lunch is on the counter, dear."
Helga eyed the lunchbox and cautiously opened it up. It was empty. She wasn't very surprised. Helga scowled and said, "It's empty, Miriam." Miriam put some watermelon and Tabasco sauce into the blender and pondered that a moment, then said, "Did I? Oh gosh. I must've forgotten to make it last night. I'm sorry."
Helga opened up the refrigerator and pulled out a sandwich she had made for just such occasions. She grabbed a can of soda and threw the two into the empty box and slammed the lid shut.
"Well, are you coming or not, football head?" Helga said as she went for the front door. Arnold walked through the front door and out onto the sidewalk with Helga. As he walked up next to her, he asked, "Does she usually do that?"
"What, forget to make my lunch?" Helga replied. She shrugged. "Yeah. Like I said, Miriam isn't 'World's Best Mom' material."
"Why was she putting Tabasco sauce in her fruit smoothie?"
"You got me," Helga said.
"I see."
Helga quickly left Arnold as soon as they reached the school grounds and went over to Phoebe. Gerald approached Arnold as soon as Helga was out of earshot.
"You walked her to school?" He asked in disbelief. Arnold shrugged and said, "Yeah Gerald. It's no big deal-"
"No big deal?" Gerald said just a little too loud. He shook his head. "Man, you just walked the only girl in the whole school who despises you to school! Are you sure you weren't the one who hit your head yesterday?"
"Hey Arnold and Gerald!" Harold screamed from a foursquare court. Sheena stood next to him. "Wanna play foursquare?" Arnold and Gerald exchanged glances and shrugged.
"Sure!" Gerald said. The two boys walked over to join the other students and they started their game.
Helga watched from a bench off to the side.
"Helga, I do hope you're feeling better?" Phoebe asked.
"Yeah Pheebs, I feel great," Helga mumbled, watching Arnold in a daze.
"Nadine!" Rhonda's snotty voice carried over to where Helga and Phoebe were. "Look at your shorts!" Rhonda's "sidekick" glanced down at her shorts.
"What's the matter, Rhonda?" Nadine asked.
"Nothing," Rhonda said. "Except that they totally clash with your outfit!"
The argument continued. Helga didn't pay much attention.
"Pardon me, Helga," Phoebe said. "But I must leave to return a few books back to the library. I'll be back soon."
"All right, Phoebe," Helga said. "I'll meet you at my locker in five minutes. You can fill me in on what I missed there."
"Leaving!" Phoebe sang as she walked away with her books.
Helga scanned the playground thoughtfully. She listened to Rhonda and Nadine's discussion with half an ear. She saw Sid hanging upside down on the monkey bars. Stinky laughed as he sat on top of them.
Helga frowned. This scene seemed awfully familiar.
Eugene rode up on a nice new bike. Helga raised an eyebrow. Another one? She thought as she watched the redhead steer the bike in a circle three times and flop over on its side. She chuckled slightly as she stood and picked up her knapsack and left for the halls.
Helga suddenly froze and turned back to survey the scene again. Hadn't she dreamt this after she had collapsed in the cafeteria? She pondered a moment, and then shrugged it off. She probably hit her head too hard yesterday.
Helga went into the halls and saw Phoebe waiting patiently by Helga's locker. Helga smiled slightly and went over to meet her friend.
"Hey Pheebs," Helga said. She opened her locker and put her books inside. "What'd I miss?"
"Well, after you passed out and Arnold sent Brainy for the nurse, Arnold attempted to carry you over to the health office, but was unsuccessful. Harold laughed at him and said. I believe it was, 'Hah hah, Helga passed out! Whassa matter Arnold, is she too heavy for you?' To which Arnold replied, 'Come on, Harold! This is serious! I've got to get her to the health office.' Harold quickly shot back, 'Well don't think I'm gonna help you! I might die if I touch her!' Arnold simply rolled his eyes and managed to carry you to the health office alone."
"Pink Boy strikes with stupidity again, eh Pheebs?" Helga asked.
"I suppose that would be one way of putting it," Phoebe said.
Helga leaned against her locker and listened to Phoebe's report with half an ear.
"Nadine, what do you think of Gerald's hair?" Rhonda asked from the other side of the hall.
"I don't know, Rhonda, I guess-"
"BIG fashion no-no, Nadine!" Rhonda said, pounding on her jammed locker.
"Boy howdy Stinky!" Sid said, standing next to the drinking fountain as his friend sipped from the nozzle. "I can't wait to go to the park with Sydney today!"
"I reckon you might have a right dandy time," Stinky said. "But I ain't no good at catchin' them frogs."
"What can you do, Stinky?" Sid asked jokingly.
"Well, I can burp 'On Moonlight Bay!'"
Helga rolled her eyes. Phoebe continued to report
"What is WITH this LOCKER?!" Rhonda said to no one in particular as she pulled on the blasted thing.
Arnold and Gerald had just entered the building and were passing by Rhonda and Nadine when Rhonda finally got the jammed locker door open.
"-Baseball game next week against Wolfgang and Ludwig-" Arnold was cut off as the locker door swung back and hit Gerald square in the face. He fell back onto the floor.
"Oh gosh!" Rhonda cried. "Gerald, I'm so sorry!"
Arnold helped Gerald up as Gerald said, "It's all right, Rhonda."
Helga couldn't stop herself from laughing hysterically. Phoebe even let out a chuckle.
Helga cut herself off short. There was no denying this time that what had just had happened occurred the night before in her dream. Phoebe noticed something was on her mind and asked, "Is something wrong, Helga?"
"Yeah Phoebe," Helga said, staring at Arnold and Gerald. "I could've. I dreamt about this last night!"
"What do you mean, Helga?" Phoebe asked, intrigued.
"Nothing," Helga said, shaking her head. "Nothing at all." Phoebe raised an eyebrow as the bell rang for class. The students scurried off to their rooms, Helga included.
Agh, I can't think of a title for this chapter.
Disclaimer: Hey Arnold isn't mine. If it was mine, then I'd be really happy and wouldn't HAVE to write fanfictions because it'd be MINE!! ALL MINE! NOT YOURS! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!
Chapter 3: "Dreams Become Reality"
"Oh, hey honey!" Miriam said. "I just remembered what I was going to tell you. Your little friend Archie came to walk you to school! Now isn't that nice?"
Arnold raised an eyebrow at Helga's mother as Helga said, "His name is Arnold, Miriam."
Miriam walked to the blender and started to concoct another one of her strange smoothies. "Uh huh, th-that's nice, dear." She paused a moment, thinking. "Now, what else did I need to tell you? Oh yes! Your lunch is on the counter, dear."
Helga eyed the lunchbox and cautiously opened it up. It was empty. She wasn't very surprised. Helga scowled and said, "It's empty, Miriam." Miriam put some watermelon and Tabasco sauce into the blender and pondered that a moment, then said, "Did I? Oh gosh. I must've forgotten to make it last night. I'm sorry."
Helga opened up the refrigerator and pulled out a sandwich she had made for just such occasions. She grabbed a can of soda and threw the two into the empty box and slammed the lid shut.
"Well, are you coming or not, football head?" Helga said as she went for the front door. Arnold walked through the front door and out onto the sidewalk with Helga. As he walked up next to her, he asked, "Does she usually do that?"
"What, forget to make my lunch?" Helga replied. She shrugged. "Yeah. Like I said, Miriam isn't 'World's Best Mom' material."
"Why was she putting Tabasco sauce in her fruit smoothie?"
"You got me," Helga said.
"I see."
Helga quickly left Arnold as soon as they reached the school grounds and went over to Phoebe. Gerald approached Arnold as soon as Helga was out of earshot.
"You walked her to school?" He asked in disbelief. Arnold shrugged and said, "Yeah Gerald. It's no big deal-"
"No big deal?" Gerald said just a little too loud. He shook his head. "Man, you just walked the only girl in the whole school who despises you to school! Are you sure you weren't the one who hit your head yesterday?"
"Hey Arnold and Gerald!" Harold screamed from a foursquare court. Sheena stood next to him. "Wanna play foursquare?" Arnold and Gerald exchanged glances and shrugged.
"Sure!" Gerald said. The two boys walked over to join the other students and they started their game.
Helga watched from a bench off to the side.
"Helga, I do hope you're feeling better?" Phoebe asked.
"Yeah Pheebs, I feel great," Helga mumbled, watching Arnold in a daze.
"Nadine!" Rhonda's snotty voice carried over to where Helga and Phoebe were. "Look at your shorts!" Rhonda's "sidekick" glanced down at her shorts.
"What's the matter, Rhonda?" Nadine asked.
"Nothing," Rhonda said. "Except that they totally clash with your outfit!"
The argument continued. Helga didn't pay much attention.
"Pardon me, Helga," Phoebe said. "But I must leave to return a few books back to the library. I'll be back soon."
"All right, Phoebe," Helga said. "I'll meet you at my locker in five minutes. You can fill me in on what I missed there."
"Leaving!" Phoebe sang as she walked away with her books.
Helga scanned the playground thoughtfully. She listened to Rhonda and Nadine's discussion with half an ear. She saw Sid hanging upside down on the monkey bars. Stinky laughed as he sat on top of them.
Helga frowned. This scene seemed awfully familiar.
Eugene rode up on a nice new bike. Helga raised an eyebrow. Another one? She thought as she watched the redhead steer the bike in a circle three times and flop over on its side. She chuckled slightly as she stood and picked up her knapsack and left for the halls.
Helga suddenly froze and turned back to survey the scene again. Hadn't she dreamt this after she had collapsed in the cafeteria? She pondered a moment, and then shrugged it off. She probably hit her head too hard yesterday.
Helga went into the halls and saw Phoebe waiting patiently by Helga's locker. Helga smiled slightly and went over to meet her friend.
"Hey Pheebs," Helga said. She opened her locker and put her books inside. "What'd I miss?"
"Well, after you passed out and Arnold sent Brainy for the nurse, Arnold attempted to carry you over to the health office, but was unsuccessful. Harold laughed at him and said. I believe it was, 'Hah hah, Helga passed out! Whassa matter Arnold, is she too heavy for you?' To which Arnold replied, 'Come on, Harold! This is serious! I've got to get her to the health office.' Harold quickly shot back, 'Well don't think I'm gonna help you! I might die if I touch her!' Arnold simply rolled his eyes and managed to carry you to the health office alone."
"Pink Boy strikes with stupidity again, eh Pheebs?" Helga asked.
"I suppose that would be one way of putting it," Phoebe said.
Helga leaned against her locker and listened to Phoebe's report with half an ear.
"Nadine, what do you think of Gerald's hair?" Rhonda asked from the other side of the hall.
"I don't know, Rhonda, I guess-"
"BIG fashion no-no, Nadine!" Rhonda said, pounding on her jammed locker.
"Boy howdy Stinky!" Sid said, standing next to the drinking fountain as his friend sipped from the nozzle. "I can't wait to go to the park with Sydney today!"
"I reckon you might have a right dandy time," Stinky said. "But I ain't no good at catchin' them frogs."
"What can you do, Stinky?" Sid asked jokingly.
"Well, I can burp 'On Moonlight Bay!'"
Helga rolled her eyes. Phoebe continued to report
"What is WITH this LOCKER?!" Rhonda said to no one in particular as she pulled on the blasted thing.
Arnold and Gerald had just entered the building and were passing by Rhonda and Nadine when Rhonda finally got the jammed locker door open.
"-Baseball game next week against Wolfgang and Ludwig-" Arnold was cut off as the locker door swung back and hit Gerald square in the face. He fell back onto the floor.
"Oh gosh!" Rhonda cried. "Gerald, I'm so sorry!"
Arnold helped Gerald up as Gerald said, "It's all right, Rhonda."
Helga couldn't stop herself from laughing hysterically. Phoebe even let out a chuckle.
Helga cut herself off short. There was no denying this time that what had just had happened occurred the night before in her dream. Phoebe noticed something was on her mind and asked, "Is something wrong, Helga?"
"Yeah Phoebe," Helga said, staring at Arnold and Gerald. "I could've. I dreamt about this last night!"
"What do you mean, Helga?" Phoebe asked, intrigued.
"Nothing," Helga said, shaking her head. "Nothing at all." Phoebe raised an eyebrow as the bell rang for class. The students scurried off to their rooms, Helga included.