Disclaimer: If you don't know by now, then go watch Hey Arnold the next
time it's on in your area and see if my name pops up ANYWHERE in the
credits. No? That's my point.
"..." signals the beginning and end of a dream sequence. Just so ya know.
NEXT!
Chapter Nine: Requiem For a Dream
...Her hand brushed his cheek as he rested his head in her lap, on the warm hillside where their picnic had been consumed. The combination of food and warmth, as it always seems to be, was fatal to his motivation to move- all he felt to be in the mood for was either a good nap or a long cuddle. "Arnold," she murmured, barely above the hum of the insects, "tell me the story again. I love hearing it from your point of view."
"My darling," he replied with a small yawn, "I've repeated it for you twice now." He untied the pink ribbon binding her hair, releasing the golden waves onto her tanned shoulders. "I can think of other things I'd rather be doing with you, on this perfect summer afternoon." A wicked grin danced on his lips. "Alone."
"You're incorrigible!" she cried, giggling as she rose and ran towards a nearby tree.
"Just wait!" he shouted, following her-
Then, to his horror, a bolt of lightning hit the tree out of nowhere, just as she leaned her body against it. He gasped and sprinted to where she'd fallen, dragging her away from the now-burning tree.
"Speak to me, please! Where does it hurt?"
"Arnold," she wheezed, squeezing his hand faintly, "Arnold, don't forget me."
"How can I? You'll be all right," he replied, blinking back tears. "Just keep talking- I'll get my cell phone."
"Arnold," she sighed, and ceased to breathe.
"No- NO! Helga! HELGA!" He cradled her close, his tears soaking her cheeks...
He awoke in a cold sweat, and checked the clock- it was 2:07 in the morning. His roommate, Dan, was mumbling something about his girlfriend. 'Helga's in danger!' his half-awake brain screamed in the meantime. 'She's gonna get hurt!'
"Nonsense," he growled to himself, firmly. "It was just a dream." He flopped back down onto his mattress and closed his eyes, but sleep was slow in returning. With another angry groan, he decided to play a game for a while. He climbed off the top bunk carefully, then sat down in front of his laptop.
As he started to debate playing 'Diablo II' or 'The Sims', he noticed something at the bottom of his screen. He pulled up his away message and saw that Helga, using the screen name "pinkbowedpoet" had sent him a message.
"Arnold- got this after you'd left. I'm kinda scared by it. What do you think?" The message was two hours old, but it still worried him- especially after that dream. He read the message Helga had received.
"You think you are so wonderful, little Miss Helga. You can't protect Kristi forever- I will make you want nothing to do with her when I'm through with you. –Keep this in mind: UMO ain't that big." It was from "thewatcher"... who was no longer online.
All at once Arnold was terrified and furious. He checked Helga's away message, which read, "Weird night... gone to bed. Thanks for the orchid, 'A'." He rejoiced in her liking his present, but still fretted over this person who seemed to be stalking her. He quickly wrote, "Glad you liked the orchid. I would just block him and not worry about it for now. I hope you're feeling better and that today isn't as crazy. Sweet dreams."
With that, he crawled back into his bunk, with a new thought circling (A/N: or oval-ing, if you prefer... Arnold's head isn't one I can imagine circling very easily) through his tired mind.
He'd sent her flowers.
He'd watched a musical with her.
He'd been attacked for her friend.
He'd been VERY physically attracted to her the first time he'd seen her in four years.
Gerald would smack him silly for even thinking it...
Was he falling in love with Helga?
He thought about his dream and sat up, then said his decision aloud, in a hushed victory cry.
"YES!"
Feeling better, he fell back to sleep in a instant.
***
A/N: Sorry for the interruption in the chapter, I just HAD to say that. As for Helga, is she still in love with Arnold? Or is she just going to drag him along on a hopeless chase? (I'm certainly not telling, or you'll stop reading cuz you'll think you know everything. I CAN READ YOU LIKE A BOOK! *Joe, her kidnapped anime bi-otch, hits her over the head with a mallet* Owie...)
Joe: FREEDOM! *escapes to the Digital World* For the first time in my life I'm HAPPY to be here!
Readers: We didn't see anything!
Joe: THANKS! *portal closes as Jenn wakes up*
Jenn: Ugh, my head. Lovey-dovey chapter ten, Confession, is next, go read it. Joe! *looks around* Joe...?
Luvs! -PopStarOE
"..." signals the beginning and end of a dream sequence. Just so ya know.
NEXT!
Chapter Nine: Requiem For a Dream
...Her hand brushed his cheek as he rested his head in her lap, on the warm hillside where their picnic had been consumed. The combination of food and warmth, as it always seems to be, was fatal to his motivation to move- all he felt to be in the mood for was either a good nap or a long cuddle. "Arnold," she murmured, barely above the hum of the insects, "tell me the story again. I love hearing it from your point of view."
"My darling," he replied with a small yawn, "I've repeated it for you twice now." He untied the pink ribbon binding her hair, releasing the golden waves onto her tanned shoulders. "I can think of other things I'd rather be doing with you, on this perfect summer afternoon." A wicked grin danced on his lips. "Alone."
"You're incorrigible!" she cried, giggling as she rose and ran towards a nearby tree.
"Just wait!" he shouted, following her-
Then, to his horror, a bolt of lightning hit the tree out of nowhere, just as she leaned her body against it. He gasped and sprinted to where she'd fallen, dragging her away from the now-burning tree.
"Speak to me, please! Where does it hurt?"
"Arnold," she wheezed, squeezing his hand faintly, "Arnold, don't forget me."
"How can I? You'll be all right," he replied, blinking back tears. "Just keep talking- I'll get my cell phone."
"Arnold," she sighed, and ceased to breathe.
"No- NO! Helga! HELGA!" He cradled her close, his tears soaking her cheeks...
He awoke in a cold sweat, and checked the clock- it was 2:07 in the morning. His roommate, Dan, was mumbling something about his girlfriend. 'Helga's in danger!' his half-awake brain screamed in the meantime. 'She's gonna get hurt!'
"Nonsense," he growled to himself, firmly. "It was just a dream." He flopped back down onto his mattress and closed his eyes, but sleep was slow in returning. With another angry groan, he decided to play a game for a while. He climbed off the top bunk carefully, then sat down in front of his laptop.
As he started to debate playing 'Diablo II' or 'The Sims', he noticed something at the bottom of his screen. He pulled up his away message and saw that Helga, using the screen name "pinkbowedpoet" had sent him a message.
"Arnold- got this after you'd left. I'm kinda scared by it. What do you think?" The message was two hours old, but it still worried him- especially after that dream. He read the message Helga had received.
"You think you are so wonderful, little Miss Helga. You can't protect Kristi forever- I will make you want nothing to do with her when I'm through with you. –Keep this in mind: UMO ain't that big." It was from "thewatcher"... who was no longer online.
All at once Arnold was terrified and furious. He checked Helga's away message, which read, "Weird night... gone to bed. Thanks for the orchid, 'A'." He rejoiced in her liking his present, but still fretted over this person who seemed to be stalking her. He quickly wrote, "Glad you liked the orchid. I would just block him and not worry about it for now. I hope you're feeling better and that today isn't as crazy. Sweet dreams."
With that, he crawled back into his bunk, with a new thought circling (A/N: or oval-ing, if you prefer... Arnold's head isn't one I can imagine circling very easily) through his tired mind.
He'd sent her flowers.
He'd watched a musical with her.
He'd been attacked for her friend.
He'd been VERY physically attracted to her the first time he'd seen her in four years.
Gerald would smack him silly for even thinking it...
Was he falling in love with Helga?
He thought about his dream and sat up, then said his decision aloud, in a hushed victory cry.
"YES!"
Feeling better, he fell back to sleep in a instant.
***
A/N: Sorry for the interruption in the chapter, I just HAD to say that. As for Helga, is she still in love with Arnold? Or is she just going to drag him along on a hopeless chase? (I'm certainly not telling, or you'll stop reading cuz you'll think you know everything. I CAN READ YOU LIKE A BOOK! *Joe, her kidnapped anime bi-otch, hits her over the head with a mallet* Owie...)
Joe: FREEDOM! *escapes to the Digital World* For the first time in my life I'm HAPPY to be here!
Readers: We didn't see anything!
Joe: THANKS! *portal closes as Jenn wakes up*
Jenn: Ugh, my head. Lovey-dovey chapter ten, Confession, is next, go read it. Joe! *looks around* Joe...?
Luvs! -PopStarOE