The Visit
Chapter 1
Sweet Dreams.Almost
"Um, Arnold? I need to talk to you." Helga said nervously after school one day.
"About what?" Arnold asked curiously. Helga never looked so nervous.
"Come over here." She said, walking towards a trashcan. She squatted behind it, out of view. Arnold walked over to the trashcan, but before he could ask Helga what in the world she was doing, she pulled him down by his shirt collar, so that they where eye-to-eye.
"I have to tell you something that I've been wanting to tell you since. well, forever!" She looked around to make sure nobody was looking. "I-I." She said, shifting nervously. 'Come on Helga! This is your big chance!' She thought.
"I-I. well. I love you." She said hurriedly. Arnold just stood there, searching for words. 'Well, good job!' Helga thought. 'You've scared him!'
As Helga got up to run home, tears running down her face, Arnold stood up, blocking her way. "Wait Helga." Arnold said, putting his hands on her waist. Helga looked down at his hands on her waist, and then looked into his eyes in shock. "This is great! Helga, I love you too!"
Helga's mind was spinning. "Wha." But before she could say the whole sentence, he pulled her into a kiss.
Just as their lips touched, Helga woke up to a familiar voice calling her name. "Helga! Breakfast!" Miriam's voice floated up the stairs.
"Crimeny! Just when things were getting good!" Helga muttered angrily to herself when she got off her bed. She walked over to the mirror and saw her scowling face. "Good morning to you too!" She shook her fist at her reflection. She got dressed, brushed her hair, and went down to breakfast.
"Grits again!" She said angrily." Crimeny Miriam! When are you gonna make some real food!" When Miriam didn't answer, Helga looked up. Miriam was asleep on the table, snorting occasionally. Helga looked at her disgusted. "Am I even related to you?!"
With a frustrated sigh she grabbed her book bag and walked out the door.
Chapter 1
Sweet Dreams.Almost
"Um, Arnold? I need to talk to you." Helga said nervously after school one day.
"About what?" Arnold asked curiously. Helga never looked so nervous.
"Come over here." She said, walking towards a trashcan. She squatted behind it, out of view. Arnold walked over to the trashcan, but before he could ask Helga what in the world she was doing, she pulled him down by his shirt collar, so that they where eye-to-eye.
"I have to tell you something that I've been wanting to tell you since. well, forever!" She looked around to make sure nobody was looking. "I-I." She said, shifting nervously. 'Come on Helga! This is your big chance!' She thought.
"I-I. well. I love you." She said hurriedly. Arnold just stood there, searching for words. 'Well, good job!' Helga thought. 'You've scared him!'
As Helga got up to run home, tears running down her face, Arnold stood up, blocking her way. "Wait Helga." Arnold said, putting his hands on her waist. Helga looked down at his hands on her waist, and then looked into his eyes in shock. "This is great! Helga, I love you too!"
Helga's mind was spinning. "Wha." But before she could say the whole sentence, he pulled her into a kiss.
Just as their lips touched, Helga woke up to a familiar voice calling her name. "Helga! Breakfast!" Miriam's voice floated up the stairs.
"Crimeny! Just when things were getting good!" Helga muttered angrily to herself when she got off her bed. She walked over to the mirror and saw her scowling face. "Good morning to you too!" She shook her fist at her reflection. She got dressed, brushed her hair, and went down to breakfast.
"Grits again!" She said angrily." Crimeny Miriam! When are you gonna make some real food!" When Miriam didn't answer, Helga looked up. Miriam was asleep on the table, snorting occasionally. Helga looked at her disgusted. "Am I even related to you?!"
With a frustrated sigh she grabbed her book bag and walked out the door.