Hey Arnold Christmas Carol
Helga made it back to the studio and up to her office, to look over the final reports before the show airs the next day on Christmas Eve. A few minutes in she hears a knocking at the door. "Come in" she says in an automatic response. But the knocking continues, so Helga gets up to investigate, just when she opens the doors the lights go out then come back on again only vary dimly light, enough to see her hands in front of her. Then she feels a cold chill creep up her spine and shivers because of it. Then the air continues to get colder until she can barely make out fog come form her breath. All of a sudden there is a flash of lighting from outside and the lights come back on. But Helga can feel that there is someone in the room with her. She turns slowly then out of no where there is somebody there. Helga leaps back almost falling in the floor. She can't believe her eyes it was Sandra Thompson her old boss but she died 5 years ago. "Hello Helga do you remember me?" Helga was still in shock "b-b-But your d-dead" "5 years" the apparition says quickly "Has it been that long ?" "This is no joke Helga, I come to you with a warning" Helga walks over to her desk to sit down. "What warning?" The apparition comes closer "A most urgent warning. You are in danger Helga"
'I really have to lay off the drink now I'm hallucinating. Chrimeny Helga get a grip, just close your eyes. It's just a dream' "This is no dream Helga" the apparition interrupts. "Why don't believe you scenes?" Helga gets up looking around scared "Because your just a hallucination brought on by alcohol and plus I have been having a vary busy day with the set-" her sentence is cut off "This is you last chance" Helga gives up "Okay for argument sake, what is my last chance?" "To be saved my dear Helga" "Saved from what you look perfectly fine" "This is not the real me" there is a flash then there she is only a rotting corpse tied up with hundreds of yards of chains going in multiple directions. Then chains starts to form around Helga, but she jumps out of the chains "What are the chains? And why are you a rotting corpse?" The ghost lets out a deafening scream, Helga falls down on her back while the ghost gets closer "These chains, I formed these chains in life by my acts of greed, you were such a chain you self" Helga crawls backwards "n …n …no it can't-" but she realizes her situation "What can I do?" "Change you ways Helga change before it's too late" "Change how?" "You will be visited by 3 ghosts, expect the first ghost tomorrow at 1" " But Sandra-" The ghost lets out an even more powerful scream, this time shattering the windows. Air is blowing everywhere Helga screams for dear life and closes her eyes. The just as sudden as she appeared she was gone.
Helga got up, there was no more wind, the windows were still intact then her cell phone opens up and starts dialing a number. Helga hears it ringing the a answering machine comes on. Then a voice all too familiar, it can't be, it was Arnold. "Hello this is Arnold sorry if I didn't catch your call please leave a name and number as I back to you as soon as I can bye" Helga races for the phone picking it up just in time to hear the first beep. Still unnerved and shaken from the incident " Arnold it's me Helga I know it's been 10 years since we talked but I have to talk with you something just happened I'm not sure what but call me back I'm 555-4152. 5-5-5-" but the machine cuts her off. Helga tries to get up and leave like nothing happened but she faints just she starts to walk.
The next day Helga is overlooking the set while the actors do their last rehearsals, people are coming up to her left and right while her second in command does the hands on work. Then someone taps Helga on the shoulder Helga snaps around "What is it?" she almost yells "Ma'am there is someone to see you" Helga turns her attention back to the set "But ma'am he says it's urgent" Helga sighs at everything that's happened already and didn't want anything to make the day any worse "Alright send him in" a man walks up to her "Helga?" Helga freezes in place that voice it's the same as the one on the phone. 'It can't be how did he find me her?' Helga turns around and see someone that she hasn't seen in 10 years. "Hello Arnold" she says formally "What are you doing here?" Arnold saw though her rough exterior "Helga, I got your call last night I tried calling back but they said you were busy so got directions to the studio" a little shock "How did you get past security?" Arnold smiled "I just told them I was an old friend and that you called me." 'I seriously need new security guards' "well let me give you a tour" The started walking toward a bank of elevators.
Helga and Arnold were walking down the hall while Helga was chatting away about the company like she was negotiating a merger. Arnold finally interrupted her "Helga" Helga snapped out of it "What did happen last night I mean…" Arnold look about trying to find the right word."…y-you sounded like you saw ghost are something." Arnold didn't realize just how right he was about the ghost, Helga snapped out of memory wondering if was indeed real or a dream, then if it was a dream how the phone dial Arnold's number and he is now standing right in front of her. "It must have been something I ate combined with stress, were not sure yet" She looks at Arnold who before now didn't realize how much he had gown in the 10 years since she saw him last, 6' 3" nearly 10 inches taller than her and wore a dark blue sweatshirt and denim jeans. But to her Arnold took her breath away no matter what he wore, it was his baby blue eyes that did it then she remembered all the times that had together but forced it back again. Arnold look at his looked at his watch "It's 12 o' clock I have to get going, if anything else happens, give me call" Arnold slips her a card with the address and number where he works. Helga looked at "Sure football head maybe we can have lunch sometime" Arnold smiled back "Sure I'd like that, Well see ya later Helga" With that Arnold left for the elevator, Helga in turn left for her office.
