Ok, I'm back, to write more, and to... well, actually, just to write more. Please read my other stories, 'Helga's Game,' and 'Ghost Town.' It might be a while until I update Ghost Town again, because I have a HORRIBLE writer's block on it. And I never will own Hey Arnold! But, I will own my fan fictions! Forever! HWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Oh, and I didn't think that everyone would tell me it was a great chapter! Thanks, everybody! I really seriously thought everybody would hate it...
Arnold blinked, and then shook his head, chuckling. "Helga fainted because you told her that I'm your brother? Wow, I thought she would say something like she never wanted to be your friend again, or something, instead of fainting!" he laughed, and Alana gave him a strange look. He noticed her look, and raised an eyebrow. "Didn't she tell you? Or didn't you at least guess? She hates me and picks on me in particular." he said, making a smirk jump to Alana's face.
"Oh, really? Well I'll just have to talk to her about it later, then." she said, and walked into the dinning room, where she saw her parents and two people that were obviously her grandparents talking, and laughing. She walked farther in and her smirk disappeared. "Hello!" she exclaimed, making the adults glance over at her.
Phil and Gertie had confused looks on their faces, until Alana spoke up again. "You guys must be my grandpa and grandma." she said to her grandparents, then turned to her parents. "Right?" she asked her parents who nodded their heads, and looked back to Phil and Gertie, who smiled and walked over to Alana, to ask her questions, and more.
"How old are you?"
"Just turned 9 a few days ago."
"What grade are you in?"
"Uh, fourth, of course."
"What's your name?"
"Didn't I already tell you that? It's Alana!"
"Oh, what a lovely name, Kaya!"
"Huh? My name is Alana, not Kaya."
"Nonsense, Kaya!"
"But, grandma..."
"Just go along with it. She calls me Kimba."
"Oh... ok, then, Arnold."
"How many friends have you made since you've been here?"
"Well, actually, two. Helga and Phoebe from Arnold's class."
"Oh, yes! Eleanor and Leilani!"
"Huh?"
"Oh, you mean that little Japanese girl and the Pataki girl? The one that I still think has a thing for Arnold?"
"Grandpa!!"
"What?"
"Arnold, hee, hee, hee, you're blushing."
"I am not! I'm just... just really hot. I'm going to go change into a t-shirt and some shorts. I'll be right back."
"Ok, fine, but I still say you're blushing!"
"Am not!!"
Alana watched as Arnold quickly ran upstairs, to change into shorts and a t-shirt. She was smirking the whole time. He was blushing, and she knew it. When he came back down, she whispered in his ear, "Say whatever you want Arnold, but I know you were blushing."
She walked a little away from him, and smiled at her and Arnold's parents and grandparents. "Um, is it all right if I go to Helga's house? I'm getting kinda bored, and Arnold told me he was going to Gerald's house. Plus, you guys can catch up on some things!" she said, smiling sweetly still. Arnold gave her a confused look.
Miles and Stella looked to each other, then down to their daughter, each smiling. "Ok, honey. I guess you can go to Helga's house, since you would most likely just be by yourself since Arnold is leaving." Stella said, and gave Alana a quick hug.
"Ok, thank you mom! Bye! I'll see you later!" Alana said, after pulling away from her mother and running towards Arnold. She stopped in front of him, and smirked. "Pretty good, no?"
"Alana, why did you do that? I wasn't planning on going to Gerald's house."
"I saved us both from being stuck here doing nothing, listening to our parents and grandparents catch up on things. Wouldn't you rather be with your best friend than to stay sitting down on a hard uncomfortable chair listening to adults 'catch up' on things?"
"Well..."
"Well I don't know about you, but I don't like just sitting on my butt just listening, not talking myself. I'm a talker not a listener."
"Uh... ok. I don't really mind just listening, but I would sort of rather hang out with Gerald. Although, I have been away from my parents for so long, I want to spend every minute with them as possible now..."
"Come on, bro, I know you want to talk with them some more, but you'll be doing them a favor. They need to talk with grandpa and grandma for a while, and don't need us kids to bother them. Come on, Arnold, don't be a party pooper."
"Ok, ok, fine. Plus, I did promise Gerald I would come over later today."
"Then it's settled! Let's go, before the adults start thinking that we decided to stay." Alana grabbed Arnold's hand, and dragged him out the door, and down the stoop. She let go of his hand, and began walking in the direction of Helga's house. "Bye Arnold, see you at about... well, I'll just say later. See ya!" she shouted over her shoulder, and noticed that Arnold shouted something back, but she couldn't tell what it was. Probably nothing all that important.
She continued running in the direction of Helga's house, all the while smirking. She skidded to a halt in front of Helga's house, then walked up the steps, and knocked on the door. She waited a few minutes, until she heard a muffled (not to mention, slurred) voice come from behind the door. The door opened, and there stood Miriam, Helga's mother. "Hello Mrs. Pataki! Is Helga upstairs in her room?" she asked, getting straight to the point.
Miriam nodded her head, and began to walked back to the kitchen. "Yeah..." she mumbled something else, but Alana couldn't hear her. She dashed upstairs, and paused in front of Helga's door, giggling. Oh, it was perfect! All she had to do was leak the truth out of Helga, then she could put her plan into action.
She knocked on Helga's door, and waited. She looked up at the ceiling, humming to herself, then she looked behind herself at the wall, to see a plethora of Olga pictures. She frowned, then turned around, and... "Ahh!" she screeched, not expecting Helga to be standing there.
"So, you're the football head's sister, huh? Good for you. You both got your wishes!" she said, for once not being sarcastic. It sounded quite strange to hear Helga saying something nice and actually meaning it. Course, it would have sounded even stranger if it was someone else hearing it. Alana blinked, then smiled and nodded her head.
"Yeah! Well, from my side of the phone line I heard that you fainted."
"Yeah, so what's your point? I was shocked."
"Hmm... I really don't have a point, I was just saying. Come on, let's go into your room. I need to sit down, and I think you should, also."
"Why?"
"Why? Because... I need to talk to you about something."
"Fine." they walked into Helga's room, and Helga slammed the door shut. Alana sat down on a swivel chair and Helga sat down on her bed.
"Ok, Helga, spill it."
"What in crimany's name are you talking about?"
"Your feelings for Arnold. I know you got feelings for my brother."
"How on earth did you get that crazy idea?"
"I got the clue from Arnold."
"What!?"
"He told me that you pick on him in particular."
"So what's your point?"
"You say that a lot, don't you? Anyway, my point is that you like Arnold more than just a friend."
"No I don't."
"I can prove it."
"How?"
"Um... when you bumped into him the day before yesterday! When you noticed it was him, you exclaimed 'Arnold!?' with a love-struck look on your face, then you snapped out of it and told him to watch where he's going."
"So what?"
"Come on, I'm one of your best friends, you can tell me anything!"
"No."
"'No' what?
"No, I can't tell you anything."
"Why not? I'm not one of your best friends any more?"
"Ok, ok, fine. I can tell you anything."
"Helga."
"Alana."
"Helga."
"Alana."
"Helga!!"
"Alana!!"
"Come on, just say it!" Alana stood up quickly, knocking down the chair she was sitting on. She scowled, and stormed over to Helga. "Come on, I won't tell anybody, I PROMISE!!"
"Ok!! Fine!! I... I..."
"You?"
"I... I... I love Arnold!! I'm absolutely obsessed! I have closet shrines, over 14 volumes of poetry books, a locket with his picture in it!!! I love him, and have since I was 3!!"
"Ok, before you completely go crazy with reciting everything about your love for him, just stop, so I can say something."
"Ok."
"Now that wasn't so hard was it?"
Helga gave Alana a seriously miffed look.
"Ok, I take it that it was. But, you said it."
"You forced me."
"What's your point?"
"That's my line."
"Oh, yeah."
They stayed quiet for a few minutes, glancing around every which way.
"So, why did you want to know, anyway?" Helga asked, finally breaking the silence.
"Because..."
"Because why?"
"Because, well, I wanted to know." Alana said, then muttered under her breath, "And to help me find out if my plan will work out..." Luckily, Helga didn't hear. "Well, Helga, I probably better be going." she glanced up at the clock, and then back down at Helga. "I've been here for longer than I thought, and my parents and grandparents are probably wondering where Arnold and I are." she stood up, gave Helga a quick hug, then trotted out the door, and shouted, "Bye Helga. See you tomorrow!"
"Bye, Lani!"
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Well, that chapter was long, page length, but in words it sure wasn't very long, was it? The next one will be longer in page length, I promise.