So We Meet Again?
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold! Blah, blah, and blah. You guys know the rest.
"What does that mean?" I asked after I told Arnold what the letter said. We stood in silence for a second. Then he gasped.
"Come up stairs with me!" He beckoned me up the stairs to his room. When we went up the two staircases he walked over to his computer desk. He opened a small drawer and pulled out a slip of paper. "Look at this. Is your paper torn?"
I pulled out my paper and handed it to him. He stuck them together. They fit perfectly. Arnold blinked at the paper and read them out loud.
"In a place so close to you, I'll get the one that belongs to you."
"Lila. I know she did it! She's the only one that would." I thought aloud. "What should we do? Confront her?"
"No. That's too risky. She's got a plan. Did you not hear what it said? She's going to get one of us or both." He said. I looked down at my hands.
"It can't be her." Arnold looked at me questionably.
"Why do you say that?"
"She's in denial. Remember? At the park she said that she was the one you wanted. It couldn't be her. She wouldn't admit that. It's someone else. It has to be someone that knows for a fact that we're together. Someone that we're close to."
"I know Gerald wouldn't do this to me. I don't think Phoebe would do this to you. Rhonda might have."
"No, Rhonda likes Herald." I said, covering my mouth. Rhonda hated that she liked Herald. She couldn't help herself.
"She does? Well, who could it be? Curly couldn't do it.
He doesn't have the brains. Peapod kid? No. He wouldn't. Who?"
"I don't know. Don't get frustrated. It could have been a prank. For all we know it could be some four year old with really great hand writing!" I snapped. Arnold looked at me through squinted eyes. I looked back down at my hands and started to play with the hem of my sleeve.
"I'm sorry. They said that they were going to get one of us and if it's you there's going to be some major kicking of someone's butt."
"As it will be if it's you. But we shouldn't take this seriously. Arnold, I know you wouldn't let anyone hurt me. If it happens, it happens. There's not too much that we can do about it. We just have to believe in each other and trust each other. It's out of our hands now, but I promise you, when the time comes, we'll be ready."
Arnold walked over to me and grabbed my hand. "I know, I know." He kissed me lightly on the lips and looked me in the eyes. "When the time comes. . ."
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A/N: Sorry about the short chapter. The next one will be really long, though. I'm planning on calling it "Midnight Stroll"! I hope you all enjoyed this. Again, I'm really sorry about how short this one is!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold! Blah, blah, and blah. You guys know the rest.
"What does that mean?" I asked after I told Arnold what the letter said. We stood in silence for a second. Then he gasped.
"Come up stairs with me!" He beckoned me up the stairs to his room. When we went up the two staircases he walked over to his computer desk. He opened a small drawer and pulled out a slip of paper. "Look at this. Is your paper torn?"
I pulled out my paper and handed it to him. He stuck them together. They fit perfectly. Arnold blinked at the paper and read them out loud.
"In a place so close to you, I'll get the one that belongs to you."
"Lila. I know she did it! She's the only one that would." I thought aloud. "What should we do? Confront her?"
"No. That's too risky. She's got a plan. Did you not hear what it said? She's going to get one of us or both." He said. I looked down at my hands.
"It can't be her." Arnold looked at me questionably.
"Why do you say that?"
"She's in denial. Remember? At the park she said that she was the one you wanted. It couldn't be her. She wouldn't admit that. It's someone else. It has to be someone that knows for a fact that we're together. Someone that we're close to."
"I know Gerald wouldn't do this to me. I don't think Phoebe would do this to you. Rhonda might have."
"No, Rhonda likes Herald." I said, covering my mouth. Rhonda hated that she liked Herald. She couldn't help herself.
"She does? Well, who could it be? Curly couldn't do it.
He doesn't have the brains. Peapod kid? No. He wouldn't. Who?"
"I don't know. Don't get frustrated. It could have been a prank. For all we know it could be some four year old with really great hand writing!" I snapped. Arnold looked at me through squinted eyes. I looked back down at my hands and started to play with the hem of my sleeve.
"I'm sorry. They said that they were going to get one of us and if it's you there's going to be some major kicking of someone's butt."
"As it will be if it's you. But we shouldn't take this seriously. Arnold, I know you wouldn't let anyone hurt me. If it happens, it happens. There's not too much that we can do about it. We just have to believe in each other and trust each other. It's out of our hands now, but I promise you, when the time comes, we'll be ready."
Arnold walked over to me and grabbed my hand. "I know, I know." He kissed me lightly on the lips and looked me in the eyes. "When the time comes. . ."
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A/N: Sorry about the short chapter. The next one will be really long, though. I'm planning on calling it "Midnight Stroll"! I hope you all enjoyed this. Again, I'm really sorry about how short this one is!