"Oh C'mon Helga what do you want?" whined Sid as Helga backed him into an ally. "I'll tell you what I want, I want you to help me with a little scam" said in her most evil voice. She tried hard to laugh manically, but it came out more as an evil chuckle, but it still got the job done. Sid was now cowering on the ground, "please I'll do what ever you want just don't show the picture or hurt me!" he cried. "Good, very good, here's what I need you to do", Helga leaned forward and whispered the plan in Sid's ear. "What!" he shouted, "No way I'm gonna do that, I thought you we're gonna have me rob a bank or somethin' not this, boy-howdy you're whacked". Helga held up the picture she had taken of Sid. He stopped, looked at it, and weighed his chances of coming out of this unscathed if I he refused. Sid sighed, "Fine". Helga smiled evilly. "But!" said Sid, "You have to tell me why you want me to do this". Now Sid had a victorious smile on his face. Helga reverted back to her 9 year old way of deal with things, "None of your business, long nose".
I'm not going anywhere till you tell me" Sid planted his feet firmly on the ground.
Helga then decided to lie. "I'm playing a prank on Foot-ball Head" She tried hard to sound mischievous again; but didn't quite pull it off. "Arnold? How is this gonna be a prank on Arnold?" Sid asked, genuinely confused. "It just is, ok!" yelled Helga rearing up in an offensive manor. Sid was cowering again "Ok, ok, no more questions! I promise".
