A/N: I am the shocked. Six different reviewers! Wow. Like...wow. Anyway, my thanks to: Jesus Freak16, DarthRoden, hollypotter5253, The Artist (symbol person!), CRPLOVE, and Hazy. Please accept my gift of...uh...a new chapter? Okay, I'm cheap. Sue me. :) Oh, and this adventure is almost done. This chapter and the epilogue. But don't worry, I'm working on another one.
Disclaimer: If I owned it, I wouldn't have two different episodes on on two different channels at the same time. That's just annoying when I'm getting ready for school and I'm like, "NickToons...Nickelodeon...NickToons...Nickelodeon..." They've got to move one of those by exactly one half hour, methinks.
Chapter Five: The Society of the Broken Hearted
The next morning, Arnold asked Pheobe to come over. He felt bad about calling her so early on a Saturday, but she did agree to come.
Pheobe had never actually been in Arnold's room before, Arnold realized. No girl had been in Arnold's room before--well, invited, anyway. But Arnold wanted her to see his project before Helga did. Pehobe's opinion would be a big help.
Pheobe arrived quickly, and together they walked up to Arnold's room. Arnold allowed Pheobe to sit in his computer chair as he showed her a movie he'd made.
When it was done, Pheobe smiled. "It's good, Arnold, but I feel that it's missing something important."
"Is it?" Arnold asked confused.
"Arnold, may I see the camera?"
Helga didn't know why she was doing this. Pheobe called her and insisted she come over to Arnold's. Helga tried to protest, but Pheobe swore it was important.
"It better be, Pheebs," Helga muttered to herself as the boarding house came into view. "Because if it's not, I'll kill you."
When Helga got to the boarding house, Arnold's grandmother answered the door.
"Why, Eleanor, you're back from your trip!" she greeted cheerfully.
The hint of a smile tugged at Helga's lips. "Yes, well, I had to. I have important business with Arnold."
"Of course. He's upstairs with the visiting princess. I'm sure they're waiting for you to start the diplomatic meeting."
"Thank you," Helga said and led herself up to Arnold's room. Sure enough, Arnold and Pheobe were waiting for her.
"So what's this all about? I have more important things to do on a Saturday, you know," Helga spat.
"I'll be waiting outside your door, Arnold," Pheobe said before leaving Arnold and Helga alone.
Great, Helga thought. I'll have to escape from the window if I don't want to pound Pheobe.
As Helga was calculating how fast she'd have to climb down te fire escape before anyone beat her to the bottom, Arnold's voice interrupted her thoughts.
"I made something for you," Arnold told her. "It's sort of a present. I hope it makes you feel better."
Arnold sat Helga down and opened up the movie he made for her.
It opened with a title card that read "The Society of the Broken Hearted" followed by Arnold on the screen. "If you're watching this, you're probably Helga G. Pataki. Helga, I didn't mean to hurt you, but you will get over it. I know you, Helga. You wouldn't willingly get advice from anyone. So I took out a camera and asked others all about their heartaches. Watch this movie, Helga, and hopefully you'll realize you're not alone and you will bounce back."
Helga watched attentively as images of her classmates and trusted adults explained former heartaches. Stinky, Pheobe, Eugene, Coach and Trish Wittenberg, Phil...people she saw all the time. And sure enough, they'd all gotten over it.
The final scene came up. It wasn't really edited, it was just added on. "I'm ready, Arnold," Pheobe's voice said in the background.
"I don't know where to start when it comes to heartache," movie Arnold explained. "Ruth, Summer, Lila...all I know is that I was lucky to have my friend Helga there. I really like Helga, and if given a chance to see more of the girl behind the bully, I think there'd be a chance I might actually like-like her. I care so much about her, and I do at least love her like a friend. Everything's more confusing when I'm around her, but all I know is it breaks my heart to see her broken hearted."
Movie background Pheobe cried out, "That was so sweet!" before the movie stopped.
Helga took in adeep breath and sat in silence, feeling Arnold's wondering gaze. "That was pure, unadulterated sap, Football Head," she finally said.
"I meant it."
A tear trickled down Helga's face. She couldn't help it. It was the sweetest thing anyone had done for her.
Helga stared straight at Arnold pathetically. "Oh, Arnold!" she whispered.
Arnold quickly embraced Helga in a hug, letting her cry on his shoulder. (A/N: She's still sitting, you know. I know she's taller than Arnold and crying on his shoulder would be awkward...not that sitting makes it better...shh.) Helga felt so right in Arnold's arms.
After the sobs died down a bit, Helga sniffed. "I think I'll always love you, Arnold," she breathed into his shoulder.
"Who knows, Helga? Maybe when we're older, I'll feel the same way."
Helga smiled to herself. She could wait, she knew that. But then another thought occured to her. She raised her head and looked Arnold straight in the eye. "Hey, Arnold. Can I have my pink book back?"
Review please. Almost done. There's somebody who still has to put in their two-cents...I think you know who.
Disclaimer: If I owned it, I wouldn't have two different episodes on on two different channels at the same time. That's just annoying when I'm getting ready for school and I'm like, "NickToons...Nickelodeon...NickToons...Nickelodeon..." They've got to move one of those by exactly one half hour, methinks.
Chapter Five: The Society of the Broken Hearted
The next morning, Arnold asked Pheobe to come over. He felt bad about calling her so early on a Saturday, but she did agree to come.
Pheobe had never actually been in Arnold's room before, Arnold realized. No girl had been in Arnold's room before--well, invited, anyway. But Arnold wanted her to see his project before Helga did. Pehobe's opinion would be a big help.
Pheobe arrived quickly, and together they walked up to Arnold's room. Arnold allowed Pheobe to sit in his computer chair as he showed her a movie he'd made.
When it was done, Pheobe smiled. "It's good, Arnold, but I feel that it's missing something important."
"Is it?" Arnold asked confused.
"Arnold, may I see the camera?"
Helga didn't know why she was doing this. Pheobe called her and insisted she come over to Arnold's. Helga tried to protest, but Pheobe swore it was important.
"It better be, Pheebs," Helga muttered to herself as the boarding house came into view. "Because if it's not, I'll kill you."
When Helga got to the boarding house, Arnold's grandmother answered the door.
"Why, Eleanor, you're back from your trip!" she greeted cheerfully.
The hint of a smile tugged at Helga's lips. "Yes, well, I had to. I have important business with Arnold."
"Of course. He's upstairs with the visiting princess. I'm sure they're waiting for you to start the diplomatic meeting."
"Thank you," Helga said and led herself up to Arnold's room. Sure enough, Arnold and Pheobe were waiting for her.
"So what's this all about? I have more important things to do on a Saturday, you know," Helga spat.
"I'll be waiting outside your door, Arnold," Pheobe said before leaving Arnold and Helga alone.
Great, Helga thought. I'll have to escape from the window if I don't want to pound Pheobe.
As Helga was calculating how fast she'd have to climb down te fire escape before anyone beat her to the bottom, Arnold's voice interrupted her thoughts.
"I made something for you," Arnold told her. "It's sort of a present. I hope it makes you feel better."
Arnold sat Helga down and opened up the movie he made for her.
It opened with a title card that read "The Society of the Broken Hearted" followed by Arnold on the screen. "If you're watching this, you're probably Helga G. Pataki. Helga, I didn't mean to hurt you, but you will get over it. I know you, Helga. You wouldn't willingly get advice from anyone. So I took out a camera and asked others all about their heartaches. Watch this movie, Helga, and hopefully you'll realize you're not alone and you will bounce back."
Helga watched attentively as images of her classmates and trusted adults explained former heartaches. Stinky, Pheobe, Eugene, Coach and Trish Wittenberg, Phil...people she saw all the time. And sure enough, they'd all gotten over it.
The final scene came up. It wasn't really edited, it was just added on. "I'm ready, Arnold," Pheobe's voice said in the background.
"I don't know where to start when it comes to heartache," movie Arnold explained. "Ruth, Summer, Lila...all I know is that I was lucky to have my friend Helga there. I really like Helga, and if given a chance to see more of the girl behind the bully, I think there'd be a chance I might actually like-like her. I care so much about her, and I do at least love her like a friend. Everything's more confusing when I'm around her, but all I know is it breaks my heart to see her broken hearted."
Movie background Pheobe cried out, "That was so sweet!" before the movie stopped.
Helga took in adeep breath and sat in silence, feeling Arnold's wondering gaze. "That was pure, unadulterated sap, Football Head," she finally said.
"I meant it."
A tear trickled down Helga's face. She couldn't help it. It was the sweetest thing anyone had done for her.
Helga stared straight at Arnold pathetically. "Oh, Arnold!" she whispered.
Arnold quickly embraced Helga in a hug, letting her cry on his shoulder. (A/N: She's still sitting, you know. I know she's taller than Arnold and crying on his shoulder would be awkward...not that sitting makes it better...shh.) Helga felt so right in Arnold's arms.
After the sobs died down a bit, Helga sniffed. "I think I'll always love you, Arnold," she breathed into his shoulder.
"Who knows, Helga? Maybe when we're older, I'll feel the same way."
Helga smiled to herself. She could wait, she knew that. But then another thought occured to her. She raised her head and looked Arnold straight in the eye. "Hey, Arnold. Can I have my pink book back?"
Review please. Almost done. There's somebody who still has to put in their two-cents...I think you know who.