(Original Authors Notes)

Well I'll tell you; this is quite the angry update. For one, my title was spelt wrong and it's been like that ever since I made the story in December 2003! SEE! I don't know why I never caught it – it's like my eyes saw it and got used to reading it as "realities". This is what happens when you read the same thing over and over. I bet the story is full of errors everywhere and I don't even see them, and there's nothing I can do because my eyes have been through this whole story up and down 20 times. That's why I need the fresh, new eyes of others to help me with errors.

Moreover, I am somewhat let down by the lack of reviews with chapter 13. I am asking very little here to get at least 100 reviews with the small amount of chapters I have left. It doesn't make any sense and also makes me a little irritated that the story is at its climax, and no one seems to be out there and the number of readers has dwindled. I saw I got a lot of reviews with chapter 12 cause it was delayed for months, so that's why I pushed this one off for a month or two – just to get you guys addicted and wanting more!

If I am coming off like a jerk, I'm sorry – but I really don't think I'll write another chapter story like this. Time is ticking and I have less and less time to do anything and everything.

To Demile: Yes, I know I should have cleared out the history, but really – you'd never think of that after going on someone else's computer! I'm glad you got a new scanner and hope to see some cool pix from you soon. Yeah, LOL about the title: Arnold and Helga – two powerful real estate agents battle it out over the most popular properties around Hillwood City!

To Number6: Thanks for clearing all that up for me.

Can you believe it's been one year since I posted this story? Holy, where does time go? I was gonna post March 27th but the Easter weekend came up and sort of fucked my plans up. Plus fanfiction dot net is always having login problems.

Oh, one last note – I'd like to advertise my upcoming fic featuring the characters from the series Goof Troop and the Goofy movies. It will be up in the Disney section on April 7, 2005 (please god I hope I make this deadline). So if you're a fan, make sure to check it out!

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"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

I took a deep breath. "I come from another dimension, where your world is a cartoon show, an animated series on television. I was suddenly transported to your world through my TV, and I have been trying to find a way home ever since."

There was an awkward moment of silence, Arnold just stood there, dumbfounded, "Ok-ay, sorry I asked."

"It's the truth Arnold, why do you think I know so much about your world, the kids, about you?…and why you shouldn't be with Lila." It was now or never to hit him with the big guns.

"What business is it of yours who I like and don't like, huh? Now thanks to you I have no chance with her at all!"

"You should be thankin' me Arnold! You know she is not the one…you know there's someone else."

"Yeah right." he said as he crossed his arms and turned his back to me. It was like I was in the alleyway again with Helga.

"There is Arnold. And I think you know who it is."

"I…I don't know what you're taking about." He was starting to crack.

"Really? Hmmm, well…didn't you save the neighborhood a couple months back?"

He looked at the floor, thoughts running through his mind.

"Don't you remember Arnold?…about Scheck…about FTI…the roof of FTI…"

Even with his back turned to me, I knew he was starting to squirm, thinking of the events that unfolded on that windy day. I walked my way over to the computer.

"…you wonder how I know it all? You want proof Arnold? I know what happened on that day, I know what went down between you…and her…"

I clicked on a wavsound file on my site…it was Helga's confession.

"You heard me pal, I love you, love you! Who else do you think has been stocking you night and day, building shrines to you in a closet, filling volumes of books with poems about you. I love you Arnold, I've always loved you, ever since I first laid eyes on that stupid football head…"

The shrilled voice of a girl pouring her heart out bellowed through the speakers that were attached to the computer, making it feel like Helga was right there in his room, confessing it all over again. Just then, that fierce wind outside suddenly burst through Arnold's unlocked skylight window. The current caressed up his body, bringing along leaves and debris twirling around the room, just adding more atmosphere to the revelating flashback.

"…And from that moment and every moment since I've lived and breathed for you, dreamed of the moment I could finally tell you my secret feelings and to grab you and kiss you and, oh, come here you big lug…"

The wind promptly died down. Arnold uncrossed his arms and sighed at the floor.

"How could I not intrude on you and Lila? You know as well as I do there is only one person for you Arnold, that likes you as much as you like Lila, and you need to give her a chance, before it's too late."

He sat down on his bed; I sat down beside him with my arm around his shoulder.

"Look, I know it was in the heat of the moment. But Arnold, you just can't go back to the way things used to be. You can't pretend it didn't happen."

He looked up at me – looked like the advisor needed advice.

"I just don't know what do to, Stephen. I mean...what else could we have done but cover it up? The girl that tormented me for almost my whole life just told me she loved me…LOVED me, not like me, not like-like me – love! I'm only nine, I-I don't know what love is! I…I…"

Arnold seemed to be at a loss for words. I couldn't blame him. What a messed up relationship they had now. They couldn't just suddenly be boyfriend and girlfriend. Not with the differences between them, and certainly not at the age of nine; the students at PS 118 would have a field day, the stories and taunts would be unbearable.

"…I…don't know if I love her."

"Arnold," I said, "how will you ever find out if you keep denying it happened? You know she would confess it over and over again to make you see how much she cares for you. All you have to do is accept this Arnold and let her know how you feel…how you really feel. You can't let this chance slip away."

Suddenly there was a knock at Arnold's door. We both looked at each other, puzzled at who would drop by so unexpectedly. I got up and answered the door.

"Hi."