Author's note- Salutations! I have figured something out today, yall are insomniacs. Jeez. Well, I am posing this like halfway round the world from you guys in America and so I am posting it early. Within two hours of me posting it I had 3 reviews...jeez! So to help you through the weekend and your next day here is the next chapter. Oh and that is why I will not be posting on Monday...I will be coming back there...so I will be posting at normal hours...or normal for me...when I get back. So here is the next chapter you spoiled brats .

Sini- haha, I am glad you go to see the next chapter before you go to bed. I usually post about everyday so that is why I was explaining my update schedule. Well, my little Cruella, I did not mean to make you obsessed...I really didn't! oh well, oh and I totally understand about the whole vacation thing...I have been gone all summer...not of my own will...kinda evil. Well at least you will be away from the bugs. I am glad you like the new style. All future updates will be like that. Have a great day!

Nony- Daddy's new girly will be shown in this chapter so you can make up your own impression .

Princess Amanda- haha...I can understand about the whole lack luster 2:30 thing...you really should go to bed...not healthy...dream of Orlando Bloom or Shane West or Heath Ledger or Billy Boyd or maybe all of them at once...bwahahaha.

Reviews would be extremely appreciated and I thank all of you who are reviewing and reading.

Disclaimer- Yeah...I don't own it. Simple as that.

Two hours later Helga heard a knock at her door. Helga put down the little pink book in which she had been writing in and yelled at the door.

"I do not want to talk to anyone in this household ever again. Just go back to Chicago and LEAVE ME BE!" Helga was so frustrated she threw her pen enraged at the brown door that stood at the side of the room.

"Helga, can we please talk? I know I haven't had the best impression on you, but I would really like to not start out on bad terms." The sweet sound of Rebecca's voice drifted through the cracks around the door.

Helga scowled. "Too late," she said to herself.

"Fine, you can come in as long as you give me something," Helga said slyly. No one would ever give up something to talk to Helga of all people. Maybe they would to not talk to her but not the other way around.

Rebecca peaked her head through the door. "Way ahead of you." She revealed a box of chocolates, walked over to Helga's bed, sat down, and put them in front of her.

It enraged Helga that this woman thought she was smarter than her. It enraged her that she thought that chocolate could fix anything, even though it could. Helga was angered by every little part of this woman and defiled the chocolates that she gave her, but they still looked especially enticing. She put them to the side as if she could care less about them and then after Rebecca left Helga would devour them.

"Thanks. I'll have Bob try them first to make sure they aren't poisoned. And if they are, no harm done," Helga said as she glared at the woman while crossing her arms.

"Helga, I'm sorry about what happened to your mother. And I know that I am probably not the most welcomed person right now, but please try to understand that if I didn't love your father dearly I wouldn't be here right now." Rebecca pleaded, mostly with her eyes, to have Helga understand.

"So what do you want me to do? Fully accept you into my house? Well guess what princess. I can't do that. Not only did my father abandon me, but he came back when I was doing better and brought you along. And no matter how he puts it, he did abandon me. So why don't you convince Bob with those desperate little eyes to go back to Chicago and leave me be?" Helga started out in a regular voice but ended it in screams. She couldn't take all the anymore. Just as she started to get happy somethi ng else came her way. What did the world have against her?

"We are not leaving Helga! You need a parent here to help you and your father is here and I am here to help him. Why do you think he came back? He realized his mistake and wanted to correct it!" Rebecca returned Helga's bullets with some of her own.

"Then why are you here? He already made a mistake and why would he bring another one along?" Helga's eyes burned and screamed at her to get out.

"I am along because your father thought that he couldn't do this alone. And also, I am along because your father loves you and I love your father."

"I don't know much about love but doesn't it take longer to fall in love?" Helga brought in her own parental logic.

"Haven't you ever heard of love at first sight?"

"Love is more complicated than that. Truth be told, I don't want you here partially because I don't want to be here when you and my father burst into a fight, you go back to Chicago, and Bob starts yelling at me in exchange. Believe me there is no way you can help here. Besides, you are probably just after his money anyways." Helga watched as Rebecca's eyes grew wide. She knew she hit hard. Rebecca's shock from what Helga said slowly turned into anger.

"Well guess what bucko. I am going to be here for a long time and you can't do anything about it. I love your father and that is that. So stopped being a spoiled brat and get used to it!"

"Spoiled?! You think I am spoiled?! My mother is an alcoholic. My dad divorced here and split leaving me alone. I tried to get away and live on my own, which worked out for a while, but then I was forced to come back and live with my annoyingly perfect sister. Then when I started to get used to her my horrible father came back bringing along a floozy girlfriend to make my life more of a living hell! Criminey!"

"Well I am sorry I am such a floozy in your eyes, but the truth is is that I'm not at all a floozy. If you would stop and get to know me then maybe you would see that, but no. You like to be bitter and rude and self-involved. Well guess what. Get over it!"

Helga stared in astonishment. No one ever dared to yell at Helga G. Pataki like that.

"You will regret saying that! Get out of my room! If you expected to "patch things up with me" then you may like to know that you really didn't accomplish your goal. Now go!" Helga's eyes were welling up with tears again. Not because she was sad, but because she was so angry that it seemed like the only thing she could do.

"Fine then. I'll be leaving now. But just remember that you really should get to know me before you start making decisions about me." Rebecca got off the bed, tossed her hair a little and slowly walked out the door.

"I think I know enough about you now, thanks," Helga shot at her before she closed Helga's door behind her. Helga again resumed her position in her pillow. What would she do? She remembered the poem she was writing and returned to it. She finished up the last couplet.

Temptress, demon of many miles afar

Why must you make worse this still hurtful scar?