Explanations

Anyway, here it is. All of you guys really liked that last one, and, well, thanks a bunch. I think I've already hit 50 with this one…COOL!!!! No, wait, two to go, but still! I'll be updating the other ones soon. I'm going places with Through the Compact Disc; I'm just trying to get it just right. Time to Switch, I need to work on, and ASG, well, soon, okay?

Serap-89: Well, thanks for sticking with the story this whole time! Oh, and your welcome, too. Hope you like how this one turns out! Which. Well, may…

Puppies Cute: Well, as you can see, I all ready have, only for some reason, my computer won't show me anything except what's been updated before 4-27! Yeah, I thought people would enjoy the part where he said that, and Rhonda is quite annoying sometimes, I agree.

Helgagurl46: Oh, you think it's cute? Thankies! This one is probably even cuter! I didn't know while I was typing it, but it formed on its own!

So. Certain people are making me say a certain thing that means I don't own a certain carton that this certain story is about. And you know what? It is certainly true.

Lila Soya was sitting patiently in her chair, listening attentively to Mr. Packenham's lecture on the solar system in science class. Just a few minutes ago she had said something that Rhonda would have surely wrung her neck for, but she felt that she had to do it.

Lila always had this feeling that Helga didn't really like her. One of the clues was the fact that she knew Helga's secret, and Arnold had always been falling over her. She remembered that day, because it proved that Helga didn't hate her for no reason.

It was two days before the school's production of Romeo and Juliet. (A/N: I wrote down the dialogue somewhere and I lost it! So, you'll have to settle with paraphrasing.) Helga had come over to her house and began naming of all sorts of different reasons that would possibly cause Lila to drop out of the part of Juliet.

"Look, Lila," she had said. (I remember that part!) "I have to play Juliet!"

Lila asked why.

"Because I just do!"

"Well, if you don't have a good reason…"

(A/N: Just totally forget that part about forgetting…)

"I have a good reason, I just can't tell you what it is!" Helga turned her back to Lila in defiance.

She looked down to the ground, thinking, and her eyes popped open in realization. "It isn't by any chance because you like Arnold, is it?"

Helga turned slowly around. "What?"

She said that if that were the reason, and because she wanted to kiss Arnold, since he was playing Romeo, then she'd gladly give the part…

"You mean, that if I said that I liked Arnold…uh, talk about a crazy idea…then, you'd let me play the part?"

"Yeah, but you don't, so…"

"Whoa, wait a minute."

Lila smiled. "Yes, Helga?" Some may consider her prep, but she wasn't stupid.

Helga made Lila swear not to tell anyone that she liked Arnold. Well, "hypothetically, of course."

Finally, Helga gave in. She mumbled something.

"Pardon?" asked Lila.

She mumbled again.

"I'm sorry, Helga, you're mumbling."

This is where she exploded. "I! LIKE! ARNOLD!"

Helga began to yell very fast, now. She was rambling about how much she loved, not liked, Arnold. Lila was actually amused by this, but not in that bad way.

"I kinda had a funny feeling that you liked him." Lila smiled brightly.

"So, you'll let me have the part?" asked Helga desperately.

"Of course."

"Thanks!"

 Lila giggled slightly at the thought of that day. That was the entire reason why she told Helga what she had. She really was happy for her.

But there was another reason why she was dancing of joy inside.

No more Arnold pestering her! Sure, she liked him, but now he wouldn't be asking her out a hundred times this year! YAY!

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The door to Mr. Packenham's room creaked open slowly. "Arnold, Phoebe, Gerald, Helga, the first day of school and you are already five minutes late? Almost everyone in here was, too."

The four of them looked at each other. They knew exactly why that was so.

Gerald was thinking about the entire day. In a way it was extremely funny. It was like if someone was watching this one television or reading it from a book, they would either be saying "Oh, that's so sweet" or "Why did that have to happen like that" or "Oh, man, that was funny".

Of course he would never know.

He walked over to his chair and sat down at his desk and absent-mindedly listening to Packenham. Actually, he thought that it was all of the above. The current thing between Arnold and Helga, not Packenham's lecture. He seriously never thought any of this could possibly happen, but you knew that, didn't you? Well, now that it actually happened, it didn't seem as weird. I mean Helga is actually standing up for Arnold, right? And Arnold isn't acting like he usually does whenever he likes a girl, right? He's acting serious, like he knows what he's doing. These were all of the good things about the two together, and there were probably more.

This meant only one thing that personally concerned him.

Silently, the two of them, meaning Helga and him, made an unofficial, but still meaning something, truce. Actually, the only reason she never really liked her was because of the whole Arnold thing. Helga didn't really seem as bad as she had been last year. In fact it almost seems as if there were someone training her, or at least keeping you down. Helga actually seemed cool, now.

Oh, wait. Somebody was keeping her down. Now he remembered.

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You better be glad I've been calming you down for the last five hours. Man, it feels like I'm training you or something! Yeah, maybe I should just call you Sergeant Connie Conscience from now on, eh? That would be really cool. Seriously, Connie, do you think that I would do that? Criminy. Hey. Be nice to me while you can, okay? Fine, okay? Jeez, when will you be gone, anyway? In a few days. Why, do you want me gone? No, but, hey, you'll still be here, right? Yeah, that's true.

"Miss. Pataki, do you know the answer?"

"What? Huh?"

Mr. Packenham was standing bent over above Helga's desk. Apparently, he had just asked her a question that she'd missed.

She bit her lip. "Um, could you tell me the question again, Mr. P?"

Rhonda rolled her eyes and sighed. Did she really have to say it?

She didn't.

Harold did, though.

"Ah, ha-ha! She was probably thinking about Ar-nuld!" About half of the class laughed aloud, a quarter smirked, and the rest kept quiet. Well, except…

"Shut-up, Pink Boy, before I make your name Pink Nose!" Helga was turned around in her seat and raising Old Betsy in his direction.

Sid pointed at her mockingly, "Hey, Harold, she can't do anything! If she does, Arnold won't like her anymore!" That caused even more of a roar.

Arnold and Helga sunk down in their seats and blushed furiously…literally. They were both mad at everyone except Gerald, Phoebe, and maybe Lila. Why couldn't anyone just let them be?

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Phoebe watched helplessly as two of her best friends were publicly humiliated again. This was the fourth time! Wasn't that enough to get this immature action out of their systems? Apparently, it was not.

Phoebe knew that the two belonged together, for not only was it totally obvious to someone who bothered to look, but she had also learned it from an ancient Oriental legend of Ying-Yang. (If anybody read Hillwood Meets Chloe, yeah, I used that again. So what?) The two of them balanced each other out perfectly, and you could even see the results now. There was now a perfect circle in the children's midst.

Of course, she didn't say any of this out loud. She wanted to, but she couldn't bring herself up to it. Heck, she didn't even know why she marched up to Gerald's room that one day. She just knew that the people who took the relationship as a really big mistake were completely and entirely wrong.

What was she supposed to do?

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"All right, now, settle down, class! I'm being easy on you today since school just began. Leave your social lives in the hallway, and be quiet!"

Arnold let out a sigh of relief. He was beginning to wonder when the teacher would rescue them. He was also wondering when he would loose his cool and stand up and walk out of the classroom. Of course that wasn't like him, but haven't you been listening?

Connor, you said that someday soon you'd have to go back to behind-the-scenes work, right? Yeah, and that will be in a few days, okay? Don't worry, buddy, I won't be leaving you! I know that. It's just that I'll miss you. Okay, that was kind of corny, eh? Very, but thanks anyway.

Mr. Packenham returned to his talk about space and the class continued to take their half-hearted notes.

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2 hours and 15 minutes later…

Helga was standing outside with her backpack over her shoulder, waiting. She was out in the open, where anyone could push her to extremes, but she wasn't going to avoid it anymore. If she did, it would just get way too annoying for her. Besides, even if everyone in the school was laughing at her and disgracing her, she was still Helga Geraldine Pataki, okay? And Helga G. Pataki never backed down under pressure.

Well, she never had this much pressure on her, so how would she know? She did anyway…with just a tiny bit of reassurance from Connie. Hey, she came up with the idea, anyway!

She bit her lip and started bouncing on her toes a little bit in impatience. She looked above her head and saw a few gray clouds gather overhead. Was rain coming? If it did, then that would just be a perfect sign…

"Hey, Helga."

Helga turned around and smiled. In her eyes was Phoebe and Gerald.

And, of course, Arnold.

"Hey, guys. Ready to walk home?"

Translation: "I was wondering if you were going to get here or not."

Arnold smiled in agreement. "Yeah. That's what we're here for."

Translation: "Of course I was. What did you think?"

Gerald and Phoebe smiled brightly. They knew exactly what they were saying.

Gerald had accepted and understood. Would the other kids do that soon, or would the four of them be put into social exile?

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"Well, I still think Helga blackmailed them to do this. We all know she really likes him, but I still don't believe Arnold could possibly like-like Helga!"

"Rhonda, come on. I think it's just ever-so romantic. If you think about it, I'm sure its possible. I mean, we've barely seen the two since the neighborhood was saved, right?"

"Lila, are you seriously sticking up for them? Arnold is supposed to like-like you!"

"You know that I don't like him like him, I just like him. Actually, I think the two make a good couple."

"Hey!" announced Sid. "Look over there!"

Everyone on the bus turned to look at the front of the school. They saw four backs, two blue, one red, and another pink, turning and beginning to walk in their direction.

Rhonda sat back and smiled. She was wondering when they would walk onto the bus. She had to convince Arnold that the relationship was so totally wrong.

Unfortunately, Sid just said, "They aren't…getting…on. Boy howdy, what's going on with those four?"

Rhonda shot up and looked out the window. Soon, Lila and Nadine, along with everyone else's faces were looking out the windows.

It was true! The four were walking right past the bus. Before their faces were out of looking range, though, Arnold looked at Helga while she was speaking to Phoebe and smiled. A real, not forced or pretending, smile. A thoughtful, caring, understanding smile. In Rhonda's eyes, it was impossible, but in Lila, Nadine, and even Sid's minds, that was all the proof they needed.

Maybe it would be hard for some who even realized, much less those like Rhonda and Harold, to seriously accept it, but at least they knew know that what was between the two was opposite of Rhonda's theory.

Rhonda, Harold, and one other person, wouldn't let this opportunity to put things back the way they were pass.

The bus started up and drove on, passing the quartet, and letting the kids on the bus see once again the four kids laughing and smiling and talking and most importantly, being friends.

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Twenty minutes later…

Gerald and Phoebe's house were reached first, and the four, then three, said their good-byes at those stops.

Next up was Arnold's house.

The two walked up the sidewalk talking and making jokes about their embarrassment that day, barely noticing the fact that the Sunset Arms was nearing them every second.

Finally, the two looked up at the building and then back at each other's eyes. They both looked down quickly. While walking up toward the stairs, and then the door, Arnold was having an argument in his head.

I know what usually happens now, Connor, but I don't think I can! You don't have to, Arnold, but it wouldn't matter to her if it were now or later!

Helga was, too.

It's not that big of a deal, okay? He like-likes you, right? Yeah, but still, I've been thinking about this day for years! I don't know if I should do it or not!

The two looked up at each other again and looked confused, as if wondering what do to. Before either of them could do anything, though, disaster struck.

The door opened, with a little help from Oscar Kokashka.

"Whoa!"

"Ya!"

Pretty soon, the two were laying on their backsides with cat hair all over their clothes and listening to barks, meows, and oinks run down the sidewalk.

Oscar looked at the two on the ground and closed the door, slightly embarrassed. "Eh, heh, heh, heh."

It was perfect, wasn't it?

The two sat up quickly and had looks of shock and fright on their faces. Every single one of Arnold's pets had just trampled the two who were about to do something.

Arnold stood up first and looked down at Helga. She was picking hair off of her dress. He held out his and smiled. "Sorry. I guess I should have remembered that."

"Criminy, whatever, Football Head." She looked up at Arnold's apologetic face and started laughing. Coincidently, she fell on her back in hysteria. "Arnold. Don't look at me that way! What just happened is funny enough!"

He smiled even wider and soon joined Helga in her laughter and also fell to the ground. It was true; getting trampled by cats, dogs, and a pig was actually kind of funny.

Ah, whatever!

So, what? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Ha, ha, ha!

Arnold finally calmed down and looked at Helga, who was staring at the sky and smiling widely, as if she had found the silver lining in her day. Arnold grinned and looked at the sky, too. Then he saw what exactly was captivating her so much.

Above them in the white, fluffy clouds of the late afternoon was what looked like a large hat with a great figure that had an uncanny resemblance to a bow next to it. Off to the right was something that looked like a girl laughing a loud, yet peaceful looking laugh.

Together, two consciences hung back in their hosts' minds and thought, perfect. What could possibly be better?

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Helga realized where she was and looked to her right. She was happy, but at the same time, she felt like this wasn't the right time. She jumped up and looked around distressed. Arnold sat up and looked at her funny.

Helga thought up an alibi. "I, uh, I have to, um, get home, Arnold. Bob will kill me if I'm not back, and you know how far away my house is. I've got to go now."

Arnold stood up and said, "Yeah, good point. I've got to get inside and eat dinner before it's all gone."

There was an awkward moment between the two as both Connie and Connor screamed, "What the heck are you doing?!?!"

Helga grabbed her elbow and rubbed her arm slowly. "I, uh, thanks for walking me home, Arnold. I mean, the four of us, you know, it was fun."

Arnold rubbed his neck as he slowly walked backwards up the stairs again. "Yeah, uh, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

Helga nodded. "Um, okay, then. I just hope it's on, uh, better circumstances."

"Yeah, me, too."

"Uh, see ya."

"Bye, Helga."

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Arnold closed the door and Connie took over.

"Agh, why did you do that? I mean why didn't you do what you were going to do?!?!"

 Look, Connie, I was going to, but the flock of animals kind of ruined the moment!

"There was another freaking moment right after that, Helga! Oh!" Connie started jumping up and down in frustration. She practically slapped Helga's cheek for her.

For different reasons, Helga did that to Connie.

"Ouch!" said two people at once. "Helga, why did you do that?" Uh, because people live on this block and because you were GOING INSANE!!! Heck, I have already kissed him, okay? "Yeah, but I bet this was the first time he wanted to kiss you back!" Do you think? "I could tell, Helga. His conscience was talking to him, that's how I knew." Great, now I'm  even madder at myself.

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Arnold, you had the PERFECT opportunity! After that whole ordeal we went through, I thought you would kiss her! Do I have to tell you why I didn't kiss her? No. First the animals then the Helga getting up really quick thing, okay? But I know she wanted to kiss you. Yeah, and how would you know? She's wanted to kiss you, and has achieved three times, mind you, for a long time, remember? Well, yeah, there is that. And after the animals came was even more of a good chance to kiss her! She was laughing and you were right next to her! It was perfect romance! Connor, I have forever to kiss her, okay? Yeah, but how long will you have me to help you? Look, close the discussion, okay?

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Eight minutes earlier…

The window of the dinning room in the Sunset Arms was open because of the busted A.C.. Everyone was in the room during a certain event that was happening outside.

Do I have to explain what happened again?

Phil leaned back in his seat and laughed when he saw the two back away from each other. "Well, it looks like what I told Arnold was right! Woo, boy, more boy-hood troubles to go through with Arnold."

When Arnold walked into the dinning room a few minutes later, everyone acted as if there was nothing different, but Grandpa couldn't help but waddle in his own glory of being right. He sat down and said, "Sorry I'm late. I walked home with some friends from…" That's when he saw the window.

He looked up at everybody and said, "Okay, Grandpa, I know exactly what you're thinking. 'I knew that little girl with the one-eyebrow who is always picking on you liked you, Arnold.'"

Grandpa looked up and said way to innocently, "Arnold, I have no idea what you are talking about. All I know is that…" He lost his innocent tome and said, "Oscar owes me ten bucks."

Well, how did you like? I know what it looked like in the beginning of that one part, but I'm sorry, if that happened, an entire part of the story would end. I can't tell you what though.

So, did you like it? I hope you did. I didn't know where to cut it, so I decided to make it one long chappie. Did anyone like the Lila part? Tell me your thoughts on it! Please?

Briana Loves Foot Ball Head (BrianaLFBH)~~~