I finally update! Yea! Ok, umm, this really isn't going as well as I hoped. But, then again, this is an experimental story. Something new with Helga I wanted to try. Guess…it doesn't appeal to many, or I'm doing something wrong. Oh well, I'm trying. And I won't give up! …Yet. But, I do thank those of you, very much so, who have reviewed my story so far. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
Acosta Perez José Ramiro: Hmm, never heard that comparison before… interesting. Maybe you're right. Maybe Helga does need him the most. Her sanity and self control does seem to be affected by his presence (or at least, in this case, would be). Yes, I do know Lila knows that Helga loves him (or at least did). However, due to all that's changed since he left, Lila has pushed that to the back of her mind, once Helga became ruthless. So, Lila turned "bad" so to speak, and focused on trying to get vengeance on Helga, and enjoy life.
Inferna: Yeah, Curly getting picked on. Definitely a moment that lightened the mood huh? Had to put a little moment of humor, even though it was at Curly's expense. Where's Arnold, you ask? Well, I know one place he isn't… Hillwood.
DarthRoden: Hail to the dark one. LoL. Many hate Lila. Me? I don't like her, nor do I hate her. It just depends on the story or situation she's in (and how she acts upon it).
Number6: I updated again! Yea! Yeah, Lila's plan wasn't meant to make much sense… it goes to show she sucks at being evil. Prove? Only Lila knows. Helga does seem a bit like Brainy, hiding in the shadows. I mean either no one noticed her, or no one cared. Ah, it is nice of Phoebe to still believe in Helga. Just shows the true dedication and friendship she still holds. "Old Betsey" makes a return! The story of Arnette will be told in a later chapter.
Disclaimer: If you want to see it a 9th time, go back to Chapter 1.
Chapter 9 "Revenge of the Most Precious Kind"
"What are we going to do about her?" Yelled a ticked Rhonda while she walked down the street with her friend Lila.
It's been only 2 days since the party and already they were planning for the Christmas Eve Costume Party they were going to throw in 3 days. And, at the same time they seriously wanted to make Helga pay for her actions. Not only because of their last party, but because of everything she's done in the past few years. Strolling down the sidewalk, the girls think, plan, and argue…
"I don't know!"
"Well then think of something!"
"Geez Rhonda, why don't you?"
"Maybe because I'm upset at a certain bitch?"
"Ok, look, I've got a little get together with my new boyfriend. We're going to have a little 'fun' tonight. In the meantime, I'd suggest you calm down and think of something."
"You're right. I need to calm down. All this fussing isn't good for my figure."
"Yeah, it's not!" Lila said giggling
"Well, enjoy your night Lila" Rhonda said snickering a little
"Oh I will!" Lila said beginning to walk off.
Rhonda thought a moment, "…wait! Lila! I've got it!"
"What?" She said stopping to Rhonda's outburst
"Helga is a virgin right?"
"Most likely" 'how the heck would I know?' she wondered
"Then I know how to get back at her…"
"Wait, wait, wait, wait…are you saying we should get someone to…I don't know…rape her or something? Robbing her of her virginity?"
"Exactly! Think what that'd do to her once everyone finds out! Especially with some random guy! And if we're lucky, we can find the ugliest slob in town! Ooo, it's humiliation both publicly and personally! Her so called 'innocence' will be lost forever!"
"Hmm, well, that sounds…perfect." Lila said smiling evilly.
"Now, we need to get Helga to the party, find some guy who's willing to help us, and then carry out the plan."
"Rhonda…that still sounds like a vague plan to me." 'But an oh to perfect one to finally rid us of that black and pink terror. At least a little.' Lila thought to herself
"I'll give more detail later, ok?"
"Right, well…"
Lila sounded a little uncertain about the plan, but she liked the idea of it. Of course it didn't help that Rhonda didn't go into too much detail about the plan she had.
"Excuse me…" said a gruff voice from a dark alley they just passed.
"And who the heck are you?" Rhonda asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"I couldn't help but overhear your conversation…but, if you're looking for someone, then I'm your guy!" came the voice.
"What? I mean, you're willing to…" Lila was cut off
"Absolutely. For a small fee of course."
"How's $50?" Rhonda proposed
"Make it $120 and you have a deal."
"Deal" Rhonda said.
"Shake on it?" The figure asked
"Certainly. Want to make it official right?"
"Right"
Rhonda and the figure shook hands. Technically all Rhonda could see of the figure was the gloved hand and the sleeve of the long brown coat. Still, she could care less who the person was. They had their man. Now, to get Helga to come to the party…but first…
"Come to this address at 9 O'clock Wednesday night. Ok?" Rhonda said writing her address and a time down on a little piece of scrap she found and a pen in her purse.
"I'll be there" The figure stated receiving the paper.
"Perfect."
"That was easy." Lila stated a few moments later
Meanwhile, Phoebe and Arnette were walking and talking about the next Party. Lila had already invited them to both parties a few days ago. But they were debating on whether to go to this upcoming party or not. Especially after what happened last time.
"So…should we go?" Asked Arnette
"I don't know. I mean, I would like to, but I just don't know."
"What if Helga went?"
"Maybe then I'd go."
"Hey, it is a costume party after all. I bet they won't even know she's there!"
"True."
The girls turn a corner and slam into someone. And would you know it, it was none other than the party host herself, Rhonda. Phoebe sighed miserably while Arnette stood and helped Rhonda up. For some reason Rhonda seemed a little too cheerful. And why not? She just devised a plan at getting back at her archrival.
"Oh, why hello girls." Rhonda said happily…maybe a little to happily.
"Are you ok Rhonda?" Phoebe asked
"Certainly. Look, I wanted you, you, and Helga to come to my party Wednesday night." She said pointing to both girls and to an empty space next to them to signify Helga.
"And what's the catch this time?" Arnette asked knowing better
"No catch. Just wanted to make up for the trouble we caused from the last time."
"Ok, who are you and what did you do with Rhonda?" Phoebe said obviously feeling suspicious towards Rhonda's actions
"Phoebe, I'm still Rhonda. It's just, well, I wanted to burry the hatchet and end the feud."
"Oh?" Phoebe said shocked…almost.
"Yeah, so, I was wondering if you two would invite her. After all she'll listen to you."
"Sure." Phoebe said knowing that Rhonda did have a point behind what she said, even though it was a complete lie. But Phoebe didn't know that.
"Great! See ya!"
Rhonda walked off almost skipping with joy as she went. Her plan was going perfectly. It's as if fate was making this happen for her. Phoebe was still in shock by Rhonda's actions. Arnette on the other hand was still weary of Rhonda's actions.
"I still don't trust her."
"Well I do! Come on…" Phoebe said
No sooner had they started walking again, did they crash into another person. And the way things were going oh so perfectly, it winds up being Helga. Phoebe and Arnette fall to the ground, but Helga stood there unphased by the impact.
"Helga!" Phoebe squeaked out a little scared, but a little relieved at the same time
Of course, Helga didn't say anything. Just glared at the two girls sitting on the ground before her. Phoebe gathered her confidence and started to tell Helga about the party. Arnette kept quiet knowing full well not to make Helga upset, especially after their run in a few days ago. Phoebe told about the party quite quickly. Next thing Arnette knew, Phoebe was about done…
"…so will you come?"
Helga didn't move. Something told her not to go. That something bad was going to happen. The thing is…she didn't know what. Shaking off the feeling, Helga nodded slightly to Phoebe's question. Phoebe was overjoyed that Helga actually agreed to go. And in turn, hugs the 15-year-old girl. Arnette was shocked that Phoebe would actually do a thing like that. No one has ever been able to touch Helga without getting their face caved in. Now Phoebe was hugging her. Helga was startled by the hug. She stood there unsure what to do. Finally Phoebe let her go. Then realized what she just did.
"Oh, I'm sorry Helga! I didn't mean to…" Phoebe didn't finish. Helga was walking away silently.
"How'd you do that?" Arnette asked
"Honestly, I don't know."
'I know I shouldn't go to this party…something just doesn't feel right. Something bad is going to happen. But what? Aw, get over it Helga ol girl. Don't let a little feeling stop you from going to a party. After all, how many parties do I get invited to? …Looks like I'm going.' Helga thought to herself.
Wednesday night. Most of the guests were already at the party by 8:30 PM. Phoebe and Arnette was there too, dressed up in costumes. (A/N: You decide what exactly they were wearing. Go nuts! lol) It is a costume party after all. Still they waited for the arrival of their friend. What they didn't know is, Helga had just arrived and was being greeted by Lila herself.
"Why hello Helga." Lila said in her costume. Obviously Lila wasn't dressed as someone or something really. She dressed in an extravagant white lacy dress that would make you think this was a formal party or a wedding. Rhonda was wearing something similar. As for Helga: she came as herself. Dressed in her usual black and pink outfit. (A/N: In which you can see what she looks like at my web site (see profile for the link) at the section for this story.)
"Come in, come in, don't be shy." Lila said moving out of the way. Helga merely walked past her into the house. Rhonda walked up with a cup in hand.
"Want some punch?" Rhonda asked
Helga took the cup and walked away from the two girls, a bit annoyed. Rhonda and Lila smiled wickedly knowing the drink Helga had contained more than just punch. It contained a bit of alcohol and a pinch of whisky as well. Only to help lower Helga's defense for later on.
Phoebe and Arnette have yet to spot Helga. They were dancing on the dance floor, in order to gain experience. That and to teach Arnette how to dance better than she did before, and even have some fun for once.
"Well, this is fun" Arnette said seemingly enjoying herself.
"Getting the hang of it?"
"I think so"
"Gerald loves it when we dance. He's not very good though. I think we should teach him a little of our moves."
Arnette giggles to herself, not realizing Helga, en route to the punch table, has just walked right by them.
"Now. Ready for a new move?" Phoebe said
"Sure, let's get to it!"
Phoebe and Arnette were having too much fun to concentrate on what they had planned. And that was to keep an eye on their friend, besides having fun. But how often do they get invited to a party? No, having fun was…well, better than looking after someone who seemed like they could take care of their self. So they danced, laughed at each other's mistakes, and joked with each other. Helga, meanwhile, drowned the tainted drink, and resumed to get some punch. Which was spiked with alcohol of course. Thanks to Rhonda. Her parents kept many wines and beers in their cellar and Rhonda knew exactly how to get in there. So, it was easy to obtain the liquor that was to be used in the plan to humiliate Helga. Not only that, but Lila knew how to keep the punch flavor, so that no one could tell that there was something more than just punch in the bowl. Unless you were good at tasting alcoholic beverages in anything, or one darn good taste tester.
Over the course of a half hour, Helga drunk 7, 4oz glasses of the spiked punch, and was feeling very woozy. Lila was watching the whole time, smirking to herself gleefully. Suddenly there was a knock at the door she was standing next to.
"Yes? Ah, you're here!"
"Told ya." Came the gruff voice of the 'hired hand'
"Helga is right over there. She looks rather wasted already."
"Perfect" The figure said, dressed to be what looked like 'Deep Voice'.
The figure walks inside and heads straight for Helga, with Lila following close behind.
"This'll be ever so perfect."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Just take her upstairs and do your job ok?"
"Yes Miss Lila." The figure said seemingly politely, but yet with a hint of sarcasm.
The figure approached Helga, who was staggering along trying to keep her balance. She really had a low tolerance for alcohol, so it was affecting her greatly. She then felt a warm, leather hand on her wrist. The figure grabbed her gently and began pulling her towards the stairs. Helga didn't resist, instead tried to keep up and keep her balance, thinking it was something to lean on. In reality though, she was so tipsy, she had no idea who or where she was…or anything else for that matter…
"Come on Helga…" The figure said, helping her up the stairs. Lila watched in amusement.
"Have fun Helga." Lila said to herself before going off to find her boyfriend.
"Almost there…come on, you going great." The figure said to Helga who was refusing the figure's help up the stairs.
She was grasping the rail for dear life as she pulled herself up it. Step by step. Helga had no idea what was going on. The alcohol in her blood stream paralyzed her from all thoughts she normally had. Finally after what seemed like forever, Helga reached to top of the stairs, and fell over.
"Good job Helga…almost."
The figure then led her to an empty room. Once inside, the figure closes and locks the door.
"Now……to get you out of here!"
The figure notices a balcony with stairs leading down into the back yard. This was all to perfect. With one quick motion, the figure picks up Helga on its' shoulders, not realizing how heavy she actually is, and proceeds to walk out on the balcony. Helga fell asleep, or really passed out from being quite drunk, while the figure drug her down the stairs. It was difficult getting her down, but after about 8 minutes they were in the back yard.
"Whew…geez girl, I thought you'd be a lot lighter than that!"
Helga responded with a rather loud snore. The figure then carried her around the house and into the front yard and headed towards a black car. Opening the door, and placing Helga in the passenger seat, the figure climbs into the driver's seat, starts the car, and drives away into the darkness.
"Whew…that was a close one. Don't worry, you're safe now Helga."
Again, Helga replied with a loud snore while she sat there in the passenger seat of the vehicle.
The figure drove off into the darkness, taking Helga to a special place for 'safekeeping'. Upon arriving at the destination, the figure parks the car and stares tiredly out the windshield.
"Now (yawn) to get some sleep…it's been a long day."
The figure slowly falls asleep, smiling in victory.
Lila and Rhonda meanwhile had no idea that Helga and their hired guy was gone. They were too busy enjoying the party and their boyfriends. Phoebe and Arnette didn't notice Helga's presence cause they were enjoying each other's company. But who was the mysterious savior? And why did this person help Helga of all people? No one knew, no one except the mysterious person…
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(Chapter 10 "Truth Be Told" is up next! I'm sure you'll be surprised…(Laughs Evilly))
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-King RTS-I'm the King of My World!
