Well, sorry that the chapters are kinda short but I quickly get sick of
typing. This chapter should be a little longer.. I think.
Oh, someone said something about getting across the country so quickly. I always thought 'Hey Arnold' took place near Seattle, Washington. But if not.. behold the power of a plot hole.
I no own stuff. Jhonen, Craig, and the evils known as the Channel-and- company-that-shall-not-be-named do. I DO own Jen and Cat YOU WONT TAKE THEM FROM ME!!! THEY IS MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!!! Kay?
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Chapter 6- New girl and new..alien?
"Class, I would NOT like to introduce you to a new student, but it seems I have no choice. So everyone, meet Helga Pataki. She will be joining our doomed little group." Ms. Bitters, an old teacher who truly lived up to her name, announced to the rest of her class. She looked down at the blonde girl standing next to her. "Now, take your seat next to Jen so I may begin the slow process of crushing your soul." Bitters pointed to an empty desk second from the front and second from the wall.
From her desk, Jen waved a little and smiled to indicate who she was. Helga's uni-brow raised slightly as she stared back at Jen.
Jen couldn't help but notice that this new girl had been staring at her and Zim ever since she had first entered the classroom and seen them. Jen knew exactly why she was staring, but that didn't make it any less uncomfortable.
As Helga walked to her desk, she kept one eye on Jen.
Jen stared back. The strangest feeling had just washed over her. She was sure she'd seen this Helga girl before....maybe even known her before? But as she scanned her memory nothing came up.
"Hey." Jen said, trying to sound friendly despite her confusion and slight uncomfort. Helga sat down at her desk and gave Jen a quick once-over (again) before returning the greeting.
"Um...Hi."
"I'm Jen."
"You're....green." Helga replied. Jen held her hands up to her face in fake shock.
"Oh my gosh!" Jen exclaimed, sounding almost scared. "I AM!" The look of surprise and fear disappeared instantly and she looked dully at Helga. "And your point would be?"
Helga glanced around the room quickly, searching for more green people or any one who might back her up. Everyone else was staring off into space. One boy with spiky black hair was watching them but he was on the other side of the room.
"People aren't usually green." Helga told Jen, giving her an odd look. "Or haven't you noticed that either?"
"Stupid pigtailed-human!" The other green kid, sitting in front of Jen, turned around to glare at Helga. "It's merely a skin condition." Jen nodded in agreement.
"Helga," Jen said. "Allow me to introduce you to my loving, faithful cousin Zim." She slipped her arm around his shoulders. Zim immediately shrugged her arm off.
"Yes, faithful. I AM faithful to my leaders!" Zim exclaimed, glaring at Jen. "Unlike SOME people I know who wouldn't give their squeedily-spooch to save her ruler's life!"
Jen glared back. "You can turn around now, Zim." She hissed.
"I'll turn around when I want to, Jen." He snapped back. Jen and Helga both stared at him for a few moments. Zim's eyes shifted from one girl to the other. None of them said anything.
"NOW I will turn around!" Zim announced and did just that.
"Did he just call me a 'pig-tailed human'?" Helga asked. Jen kept staring at the back of Zim's head.
"Yeah. Just ignore him." Jen told her. "He has some issues." Jen smiled a little when she saw Zim's hands clench into fists at her words. She even thought she heard a low growl. Jen turned back to Helga. "Hey, if ya want to, you can hang around with me today and I can show you where everything is." She offered.
Helga hesitated a moment then shrugged. "I gotta figure this place out somehow." She replied. "And, other than Zit over here," Another low growl came from in front of Jen. "You're the only one I've met. So, hey, why not?"
"Okay." Jen nodded. "Today at recess I'll show you around the skool." Helga nodded in agreement. They both turned back to face the front, though neither of them made a decent attempt to follow Ms. Bitters' lecture on the Great Depression, which, according to the old teacher, was proof as to how doomed society was.
In only a matter of seconds Helga found herself back in Mr. Simmons' classroom. Jen's desk became Phoebe's and a desk a few rows in front of her, which in her current classroom didn't exist, she stared dreamily at the back of Arnold's head.
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"I wouldn't eat that if I were you." Jen warned, as Helga was about to eat a forkful of mashed potatoes.
"Hey, I'm hungry! I'll eat what I want to!" Helga snapped back. She had spent the morning daydreaming about her old school. She was now in a very sour mood.
Jen held up her hands as if to push Helga away. "Hey, fine, do what ya want." She replied. "But if your liver disappears don't say I didn't warn you." Helga's fork stopped half way to her mouth. She turned her eyes downward to look at the white, lumpy mass stuck to the prongs.
"You're joking, right?" Helga asked. At that moment Zim walked by behind her.
"I don't know, let's find out." He chuckled and moved on to an empty table. Helga turned to glare at him, he glared back. They held this look a few moments, challenging the other to look away first. Finally, it was Helga who broke the gaze.
"What is wrong with that kid!?" She exclaimed. She turned back to find Jen mashing what had seconds before been already mashed potatoes but had some how regained their original, oval, potato shape.
Jen shrugged. "I dunno. He's Zim. That's the best explanation I've got." She looked up from the potatoes, which immediately took back their solid structure, and studied her cousin. "Don't take anything he says too seriously." Jen said after a moment. "He sometimes says things that make him sound...well, just don't listen to him."
Helga turned around to look at Zim again. "Weird-o." She muttered and turned back to her tray. "Is the celery all right? Or will it destroy my brain?"
"No." Jen replied. Helga lifted a green stalk toward her mouth. "Celery tends to eat away at the pancreas." Helga dropped the vegetable back onto her tray.
"What about carrots?" Helga asked cautiously.
"Those are fine." Jen told her, she took a bite of one of her own baby carrots. Helga threw three into her mouth at once. "At least," Jen went on. "No one's found anything wrong with them yet."
Helga paused in chewing, then shrugged and swallowed. "Eh, good enough." She began eating the rest of the carrots. "So, can I ask you something?" Helga asked around her mouthful of carrot.
"Shoot." Jen replied. Helga swallowed and went on.
"Why are you being so nice to me? No one else around here even seems to notice I exist! Heck! This one kid walked right into me three times before realizing I was there and moved around me!" She said. Jen shrugged.
"I was just moved her a few month ago myself." She told her. "I know what it's like to be the 'new kid'. Everyone seemed to forget me before they knew me. Then I made a friend and everything was all right. I thought I'd just make it a little easier for you. You can hang out with me and Dib if you want."
"Who's Dib?" Helga asked, she was watching her chocolate chip cookie now, she could've sworn she had put it on the other side of her tray.
"My friend." Jen replied. "Most people think he's a little, well, crazy," She admitted. "But once you get to know him he's actually pretty cool."
"Crazy?" Helga asked, her thoughts turned instantly to Curly Gamblethorp from her old school. Was this Dib another Curly? They say every school has one....
"Not insane." Jen said quickly, seeing Helga's nervous look. "He's really into the paranormal and that kinda stuff. People just see that and instantly think he's full of it. But you'll probably like him."
Helga smiled a little. That didn't sound like Curly. More like Sid.
"So. Where'd you come from?" Helga asked, taking a bite of her last carrot. Jen froze.
"wh-what?" Jen stammered, trying to keep the nervous look off her face.
"You said you moved here a few months ago." Helga replied. "Where did you live before?"
"Oh." Jen nodded. "Umm." She began racking her brain. She needed the name of a city, a town, any name! Why hadn't she listened better in geography? Maybe she could just make one up? WHY hadn't she come up with a story for this before?!
"I-I...Um...well, I lived.." Her mind drew a blank, Helga sat across from her, waiting to hear about Jen's old town.
"JEN!" Dib's voice rang out from across the cafeteria, all chatter and other sounds died away as everyone turned to stare at Dib. Jen breathed a sigh of relief. She'd have to thank him for this later.
"Jen!" He repeated as he rushed over to her table. "This is incredible! I think I just saw another alie--- hello." Dib had just noticed Helga sitting across from Jen.
"Helga, this is Dib." Jen introduced them. "Dib, Helga."
"Hey." Helga said with a little nod.
"Hi." Dib replied. He looked at Helga a moment longer, as if trying to place her, then turned back to Jen. "Um, do you think I could talk to you in private for a moment?" he asked. Jen looked at Helga.
"Um, do you mind if I go talk to Dib for a minute? I'll be right back."
Helga grinned a little and raised half of her eyebrow. "Go ahead." She said.
"Thanks." Jen said quickly, not noticing Helga's look. "Be right back." Dib grabbed Jen's wrist and hurried out of the cafeteria.
Once they were out the door Helga cast a quick look around the cafeteria. Everyone had gone back to their earlier conversations, no one was even looking in her direction. Quickly Helga reached into her pink dress and pulled out the golden heart locket she kept hidden in the white tee shirt's pocket.
"Arnold." She sighed. "How I miss you." She pulled the picture to her chest and hugged it tightly. Then she looked back down at Arnold's smiling face. The drone of the cafeteria faded into a barely audible buzz to Helga as she fell totally into her own thoughts.
A few seconds later a new sound penetrated her reverie. Tiny squeaks, little someone who was too happy to stay silent, though they were trying very hard. Out of pure habit, Helga brought her fist up and punched the kid in the nose. A thud followed as he fell to the floor.
It took Helga a few moments to realize that the sound had been squeaks of happiness, not raspy breathing, and there was no way that it could've been brainy behind her.
Helga looked under the table to find a small boy with a puff of red hair, wearing a blue shirt with a rainbow on it, curled up in pain at her feet. Helga raised her eyebrow at him, then, deciding the boy would be just fine, turned back to gaze longingly at Arnold's beautiful face.
"I wish you were here, my love." She whispered.
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Well, I think that was a little longer. Please review. Review and more shall come...eventually any way. Thanks.
~HelgaGP
Oh, someone said something about getting across the country so quickly. I always thought 'Hey Arnold' took place near Seattle, Washington. But if not.. behold the power of a plot hole.
I no own stuff. Jhonen, Craig, and the evils known as the Channel-and- company-that-shall-not-be-named do. I DO own Jen and Cat YOU WONT TAKE THEM FROM ME!!! THEY IS MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!!! Kay?
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Chapter 6- New girl and new..alien?
"Class, I would NOT like to introduce you to a new student, but it seems I have no choice. So everyone, meet Helga Pataki. She will be joining our doomed little group." Ms. Bitters, an old teacher who truly lived up to her name, announced to the rest of her class. She looked down at the blonde girl standing next to her. "Now, take your seat next to Jen so I may begin the slow process of crushing your soul." Bitters pointed to an empty desk second from the front and second from the wall.
From her desk, Jen waved a little and smiled to indicate who she was. Helga's uni-brow raised slightly as she stared back at Jen.
Jen couldn't help but notice that this new girl had been staring at her and Zim ever since she had first entered the classroom and seen them. Jen knew exactly why she was staring, but that didn't make it any less uncomfortable.
As Helga walked to her desk, she kept one eye on Jen.
Jen stared back. The strangest feeling had just washed over her. She was sure she'd seen this Helga girl before....maybe even known her before? But as she scanned her memory nothing came up.
"Hey." Jen said, trying to sound friendly despite her confusion and slight uncomfort. Helga sat down at her desk and gave Jen a quick once-over (again) before returning the greeting.
"Um...Hi."
"I'm Jen."
"You're....green." Helga replied. Jen held her hands up to her face in fake shock.
"Oh my gosh!" Jen exclaimed, sounding almost scared. "I AM!" The look of surprise and fear disappeared instantly and she looked dully at Helga. "And your point would be?"
Helga glanced around the room quickly, searching for more green people or any one who might back her up. Everyone else was staring off into space. One boy with spiky black hair was watching them but he was on the other side of the room.
"People aren't usually green." Helga told Jen, giving her an odd look. "Or haven't you noticed that either?"
"Stupid pigtailed-human!" The other green kid, sitting in front of Jen, turned around to glare at Helga. "It's merely a skin condition." Jen nodded in agreement.
"Helga," Jen said. "Allow me to introduce you to my loving, faithful cousin Zim." She slipped her arm around his shoulders. Zim immediately shrugged her arm off.
"Yes, faithful. I AM faithful to my leaders!" Zim exclaimed, glaring at Jen. "Unlike SOME people I know who wouldn't give their squeedily-spooch to save her ruler's life!"
Jen glared back. "You can turn around now, Zim." She hissed.
"I'll turn around when I want to, Jen." He snapped back. Jen and Helga both stared at him for a few moments. Zim's eyes shifted from one girl to the other. None of them said anything.
"NOW I will turn around!" Zim announced and did just that.
"Did he just call me a 'pig-tailed human'?" Helga asked. Jen kept staring at the back of Zim's head.
"Yeah. Just ignore him." Jen told her. "He has some issues." Jen smiled a little when she saw Zim's hands clench into fists at her words. She even thought she heard a low growl. Jen turned back to Helga. "Hey, if ya want to, you can hang around with me today and I can show you where everything is." She offered.
Helga hesitated a moment then shrugged. "I gotta figure this place out somehow." She replied. "And, other than Zit over here," Another low growl came from in front of Jen. "You're the only one I've met. So, hey, why not?"
"Okay." Jen nodded. "Today at recess I'll show you around the skool." Helga nodded in agreement. They both turned back to face the front, though neither of them made a decent attempt to follow Ms. Bitters' lecture on the Great Depression, which, according to the old teacher, was proof as to how doomed society was.
In only a matter of seconds Helga found herself back in Mr. Simmons' classroom. Jen's desk became Phoebe's and a desk a few rows in front of her, which in her current classroom didn't exist, she stared dreamily at the back of Arnold's head.
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"I wouldn't eat that if I were you." Jen warned, as Helga was about to eat a forkful of mashed potatoes.
"Hey, I'm hungry! I'll eat what I want to!" Helga snapped back. She had spent the morning daydreaming about her old school. She was now in a very sour mood.
Jen held up her hands as if to push Helga away. "Hey, fine, do what ya want." She replied. "But if your liver disappears don't say I didn't warn you." Helga's fork stopped half way to her mouth. She turned her eyes downward to look at the white, lumpy mass stuck to the prongs.
"You're joking, right?" Helga asked. At that moment Zim walked by behind her.
"I don't know, let's find out." He chuckled and moved on to an empty table. Helga turned to glare at him, he glared back. They held this look a few moments, challenging the other to look away first. Finally, it was Helga who broke the gaze.
"What is wrong with that kid!?" She exclaimed. She turned back to find Jen mashing what had seconds before been already mashed potatoes but had some how regained their original, oval, potato shape.
Jen shrugged. "I dunno. He's Zim. That's the best explanation I've got." She looked up from the potatoes, which immediately took back their solid structure, and studied her cousin. "Don't take anything he says too seriously." Jen said after a moment. "He sometimes says things that make him sound...well, just don't listen to him."
Helga turned around to look at Zim again. "Weird-o." She muttered and turned back to her tray. "Is the celery all right? Or will it destroy my brain?"
"No." Jen replied. Helga lifted a green stalk toward her mouth. "Celery tends to eat away at the pancreas." Helga dropped the vegetable back onto her tray.
"What about carrots?" Helga asked cautiously.
"Those are fine." Jen told her, she took a bite of one of her own baby carrots. Helga threw three into her mouth at once. "At least," Jen went on. "No one's found anything wrong with them yet."
Helga paused in chewing, then shrugged and swallowed. "Eh, good enough." She began eating the rest of the carrots. "So, can I ask you something?" Helga asked around her mouthful of carrot.
"Shoot." Jen replied. Helga swallowed and went on.
"Why are you being so nice to me? No one else around here even seems to notice I exist! Heck! This one kid walked right into me three times before realizing I was there and moved around me!" She said. Jen shrugged.
"I was just moved her a few month ago myself." She told her. "I know what it's like to be the 'new kid'. Everyone seemed to forget me before they knew me. Then I made a friend and everything was all right. I thought I'd just make it a little easier for you. You can hang out with me and Dib if you want."
"Who's Dib?" Helga asked, she was watching her chocolate chip cookie now, she could've sworn she had put it on the other side of her tray.
"My friend." Jen replied. "Most people think he's a little, well, crazy," She admitted. "But once you get to know him he's actually pretty cool."
"Crazy?" Helga asked, her thoughts turned instantly to Curly Gamblethorp from her old school. Was this Dib another Curly? They say every school has one....
"Not insane." Jen said quickly, seeing Helga's nervous look. "He's really into the paranormal and that kinda stuff. People just see that and instantly think he's full of it. But you'll probably like him."
Helga smiled a little. That didn't sound like Curly. More like Sid.
"So. Where'd you come from?" Helga asked, taking a bite of her last carrot. Jen froze.
"wh-what?" Jen stammered, trying to keep the nervous look off her face.
"You said you moved here a few months ago." Helga replied. "Where did you live before?"
"Oh." Jen nodded. "Umm." She began racking her brain. She needed the name of a city, a town, any name! Why hadn't she listened better in geography? Maybe she could just make one up? WHY hadn't she come up with a story for this before?!
"I-I...Um...well, I lived.." Her mind drew a blank, Helga sat across from her, waiting to hear about Jen's old town.
"JEN!" Dib's voice rang out from across the cafeteria, all chatter and other sounds died away as everyone turned to stare at Dib. Jen breathed a sigh of relief. She'd have to thank him for this later.
"Jen!" He repeated as he rushed over to her table. "This is incredible! I think I just saw another alie--- hello." Dib had just noticed Helga sitting across from Jen.
"Helga, this is Dib." Jen introduced them. "Dib, Helga."
"Hey." Helga said with a little nod.
"Hi." Dib replied. He looked at Helga a moment longer, as if trying to place her, then turned back to Jen. "Um, do you think I could talk to you in private for a moment?" he asked. Jen looked at Helga.
"Um, do you mind if I go talk to Dib for a minute? I'll be right back."
Helga grinned a little and raised half of her eyebrow. "Go ahead." She said.
"Thanks." Jen said quickly, not noticing Helga's look. "Be right back." Dib grabbed Jen's wrist and hurried out of the cafeteria.
Once they were out the door Helga cast a quick look around the cafeteria. Everyone had gone back to their earlier conversations, no one was even looking in her direction. Quickly Helga reached into her pink dress and pulled out the golden heart locket she kept hidden in the white tee shirt's pocket.
"Arnold." She sighed. "How I miss you." She pulled the picture to her chest and hugged it tightly. Then she looked back down at Arnold's smiling face. The drone of the cafeteria faded into a barely audible buzz to Helga as she fell totally into her own thoughts.
A few seconds later a new sound penetrated her reverie. Tiny squeaks, little someone who was too happy to stay silent, though they were trying very hard. Out of pure habit, Helga brought her fist up and punched the kid in the nose. A thud followed as he fell to the floor.
It took Helga a few moments to realize that the sound had been squeaks of happiness, not raspy breathing, and there was no way that it could've been brainy behind her.
Helga looked under the table to find a small boy with a puff of red hair, wearing a blue shirt with a rainbow on it, curled up in pain at her feet. Helga raised her eyebrow at him, then, deciding the boy would be just fine, turned back to gaze longingly at Arnold's beautiful face.
"I wish you were here, my love." She whispered.
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Well, I think that was a little longer. Please review. Review and more shall come...eventually any way. Thanks.
~HelgaGP