Saturday, January 27th 8:50 AM
The sun smiled brightly through the window panes. The clothes on the floor lay undisturbed throughout the night. There was a warmth in the air. God was in his heaven and all was right in the little world that didn't extend beyond Arnold and Helga. Being under the sun through the skylight created a warmer area in the room right where Arnold's bed was. The combination of the sun brightly sending it's rays and the large arms holding her tightly, Helga made her feel as if she were in a cocoon of warmth. Helga's eyes fluttered. Starting to gain her consciousness Helga turned her head slightly. She saw the wild mount of hair that was a shade of darker blond than her own. She smiled when she looked to see the owner of the hair spooning her tightly. Helga shifted her body slightly to turn over, only to have the hold tighten around her body as she tried to shift. The arms clinging to her like a sacred treasure. She managed to wiggle herself so that she was facing Arnold. She lightly kissed his sleeping lips and began to nuzzle his chest. Making herself comfortable as she laid there, attached to him.
"This is the perfect moment," Helga thought to herself. She smiled and held Arnold back. As she held she began thinking about the reality of the situation. "What does this mean for us? What am I now? Why do I completely lose control with him?" Helga thought. More questions got into her head. As she felt her subconscious trying to instinctually distance herself from Arnold, she found her hold become tighter around him. His strong back, his broad shoulders, his peaceful countenance as he slept. She felt him really. "I don't know to get closer to him or run. He makes everything better, somehow. I don't know how I could possibly get closer as he already got into my pants. Is he the kind to move on after that? No, he's Arnold. Would I be able to tell if he was miserable but being polite," Helga felt a small tear running her down her cheek. She then felt a finger wipe the tear from her cheek. She looked up and saw a pair of bright green eyes, full of concern looking back at her. "Helga, are you alright?" Arnold asked. Helga looked at him, without a word to offer. She looked down breaking eye contact with him. She started to shift her body away from his. "Nothing, I'm fine," Helga said, not looking at him and moving to get out of bed.
Helga felt an arm grab her and pull her towards Arnold. "Come on, Helga. Tell me, please," Arnold said, he sounded like he was in pain. Helga looked back at him trying to form words from what she was feeling. "None of your business, Arnoldo!" Helga burst out suddenly as she pushed at his chest. She sat up as she tried to get out of bed. Arnold shot up right next to her. He grabbed both sides of her face and pulled her into a kiss. Helga shocked by the suddenness of his actions let Arnold kiss her. Arnold broke the kiss. He held her face tenderly, only a few inches from his own. "Helga, talk to me. I'm not going anywhere, tell me what's got you so upset," Arnold said as he held his gaze. Helga began to tear up as she looked into his piercing emerald eyes. Helga rubbed her eyes with her forearm. She took a breath.
"I was thinking about last night," Helga said. She crossed her arm over her body and started to rub the other arm. She fidgeted as she began the next sentence. "I was thinking that…" Helga struggled to say. She looked up at Arnold. He was still there patiently waiting for her. "I was thinking what if last night changed us," Helga said. Arnold looked on and threw another look, waiting for her to elaborate. "I'm waiting for you to disappoint me," Helga said. Arnold's eyebrows shot up at the suggestion. "I'm waiting for you to reveal that thing that's going to make me hate you," Helga said. Arnold sat there and looked at her for a while. He sat up and let go of her face. He faced her as they never broke eye contact. "I guess I'm waiting for you to disappoint me," Helga said after a heavy silence. Arnold nodded his head for a second and looked down. "You look like you're scared," Arnold said. Helga looked back at him. "Yeah, I guess I am scared," Helga said. "Your eyes always do give you away," Arnold said. "Maybe what I'm spelling out for you does too, moron," Helga snapped. Arnold smiled slightly, as he fixed his gaze back on her. "What are you scared of? You're scared that, there's something you haven't found out about me that will drive you away from me?" Arnold asked. Helga nodded her head. "Arnold, there are very few people in my life who I can let in. Everyone does or is something that I can't be a part of. Everyone eventually lets you down, or runs out on you," Helga rubbed her arms. "I get it. It makes sense," Helga said looking away at Arnold. "I get it. I'm stubborn, annoying, antagonistic. I know I'm not the prettiest girl out there. Not that I give a shit what people think. I know that I wouldn't deserve someone like you. I don't know how anyone could love someone like me," Helga looked down, dejected. Fighting back a sob.
Arnold looked at her for a long time. His pensiveness was making Helga squirm. "So, stupid. What are you thinking? Y-You gonna run off now and never call me now that you've gotten some? You gonna tell all your idiot friends that you finally nailed Helga? They'll get a real big laugh out of that!" Helga started to rant, a panic in her voice quickly overtook the indignation. "Are you…" Helga started then Helga held her face into her elbow as she started to break down. Arnold looked at her, as if he were in pain. He scooted close to Helga as she continued her soft crying. "Helga, can I hold you?" Arnold asked. Helga looked up at him, right next to her. She nodded and fell into his arms as Arnold held her close to him. She wept into his chest. Arnold let her to continue as he stroked her hair. She sniffed a couple times as the overwhelming feeling of dread started to pass. Helga felt her world starting to become undone as she sobbed into him. The pain in her stomach only grew. "How could I do this to him? He deserves better than me," Helga thought.
She finally looked up at Arnold. "He looks like I just broke up with him," Helga thought to herself. "It's alright Helga. It's alright to cry," Arnold finally said his geniality showing through his smile. Helga suddenly feel the weight in her stomach get lighter. She smiled at him as she wiped her eyes. "I can't stop being emotional around him," Helga thought to herself. "Let me tell you a few things," Arnold said as he rested his forehead against hers. "You deserve more than anyone in this world can give. Don't tell me that no one can love you, because I love you more than anything. I'll tell you that for the rest of my life if I have to," Arnold said. He held her head against his. Helga's tear filled eyes looked deep into his. "I can't promise you that I'm perfect, because I'm not. I can't promise you that I'll never do anything to upset you. Because I will. You and I make it easy," Arnold chuckled, getting a chuckle from Helga in response. "I can promise you that if you'll have me, I'll always be there for you," Arnold said. "Do you trust me?" Arnold asked. "Yes, I trust you with everything I am," Helga said. "Then we're alright," Arnold said. "But.." Helga started when Arnold cut her off. "Helga, we can't predict the future. I can tell you that you know everything about me. You know me more than my parents do. I'm my most natural self around you. I don't have to pretend. I can truly be who I am with you. There is no other shoe to drop," Arnold finished.
Helga thought for a moment. "Arnold, I've spent most of my life building walls to protect myself from people. I just…" Helga trailed off. "I'll spend however long it takes to get to you then," Arnold said. Helga smiled at him. "You don't get it," Helga said smiling at him. Arnold looked confused at the suggestion. "I've spent my entire life building walls to keep people away. With you I didn't put up a single wall, I let you right in. I let you in… I let you in because I don't feel alone when I'm with you. I don't have anxiety with you. This insanity in my head is completely calm when I'm with you. I feel like the world gave me something that I can cherish and I'm just afraid to lose it," Helga said. She grabbed Arnold's hand and lightly stoked it. "You don't think I'm afraid?" Arnold asked. "Are you?" Helga asked. Arnold grabbed both her hands and held them in his. "Here's this thing, that makes me feel complete. That makes it alright to be myself. She comes off as this sexy, smart, strong spirited woman. She manages to be all that but also passionate, thoughtful, and shy. She's a lot of things, but what keeps me there is how she makes me want to be better. She helps me to be my best self. Of course I'm afraid of losing that. I'm terrified. Because now that you're here, I couldn't even imagine going back to how it was," Arnold said.
Helga felt another tear rush down her face. Helga grabbed the hand that followed and held his hand to her cheek. Helga smiled feeling his hand on her skin. "So you won't leave?" Helga asked. "Never," Arnold said. Helga crawled towards him. She threw her arms around him and he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hold. "So you still want to date me?" Arnold asked. Helga giggled and nodded her head. Arnold held her tighter. "I've never had a steady boyfriend before," Helga said. "I'm glad I can be the first," Arnold said as he nuzzled her hair. "I ruined our morning after didn't I?" Helga asked. "No," Arnold said. "I started a fight though," Helga said. Arnold held her face in front of his. "Helga, I'd fight with you forever," Arnold said as he puled her lips towards his. She kissed back vigorously. She moaned into the kiss as Arnold swallowed up the sound. Arnold held her tight to him. When they broke Helga was sitting in his lap playing with his hair. She looked down and realized they were both still naked from the night before. She grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around them. Helga leaned in and whispered to Arnold. "I love you," she said. "I love you too," Arnold whispered back into her ear. Helga bite her lower lip feeling his hot breath in her ear. Arnold seemed to have noticed as he began running his tongue along her earlobe. Helga felt a bolt of energy run through her body. "Ahhh" Helga let out.
Helga gripped Arnold's arms as his tongue continued tasting her ear. Helga reached down between them feeling for Arnold's shaft. "He's already hard," Helga thought to herself as she rolled her eyes and giggled. Helga stroked Arnold as he continued running his tongue along her neck. "God, I'm gonna be sore," Helga though to herself. She opened her eyes and saw Arnold looking up at her as she straddled him. "You're so fucking worth it," Helga said to Arnold as she buried her face in his neck. She started biting down on his neck. "Ahhh" Helga heard Arnold let out. She gently kissed the mark she had left. "Just so everyone knows you're mine," Helga whispered in his ear.
Helga grabbed Arnold's cock and started to rub it along her dripping entrance. Helga quickly adjusted her body so that Arnold could enter her. She couldn't take a prolonged foreplay like last night. "Arnold, I want you," she whispered to him. She lowered herself onto the rock hard shaft. "Ahhh!" Helga let out as Arnold barely squeezed into her. "Fuck he's big" Helga thought to herself. Helga began rocking her body taking in the rest of him slowly. She looked down seeing Arnold's cock disappear inside her. She threw her arms around Arnold's neck. She kissed him furiously as she began bobbing her body up and down. "Oh Helga! Fuck!" Arnold said out loud. "Hmmm. Is it that good that you can't keep your mouth clean Football Head?" Helga asked devilishly. Arnold nodding his head, his eyes closed. Helga bounced up and down riding her boyfriend with dedication. Arnold grabbed her hips and started to thrust upwards in rhythm with Helga. "Ahh, fuck!" Helga said as she felt her spot being hit over and over again. Helga began feeling the warm, familiar waves of pleasure. Helga looked down at Arnold seemingly in pain. Helga reached down between them and started to rub just under his testicles. "Ah!" Arnold let out. "Helga, I'm not gonna last long," Arnold managed to say. "Neither am I," Helga responded. Helga began speeding up her rocking body back and forth. She positioned herself so that Arnold's thrusting hit her in the exact spot each time. As they continued, Helga began feeling the intense pleasure rising in her body. Helga moaned. "Arnold!" Helga vocalized as the waves of pleasure started getting larger and more frequent. Arnold held her close and started grunting. His thrusts where getting more erratic. Helga began moaning loudly as Arnold became wild. "Oh fuck!" She managed to get out. The last letter saw her voice go up an octave. Arnold finally let out a cry, spilling his seed into Helga. Helga felt the warm fluid in her body. She never knew if she would ever get used to it. "If it means I get to be with him, then I'll take it," Helga thought to herself.
Arnold's head collapsed into her chest. He was breathing heavily in sync with her. "Arnold," Helga managed to say. She wrapped her arms around him. She grabbed his face and kissed him tenderly. "Oh fuck, Football Head,' Helga said as she smiled and buried her face again in his shoulder. "Wasn't expecting that," Arnold said through labored breaths. "Yeah well don't get used to it," Helga pulled herself off his lap. His semi erect penis slipping out of her. "I'm gonna be sore for a week because of you," Helga said as Arnold started to laugh. She went to stand up when she fell back down on the bed. "Fuck!" Helga half shouted. "My legs are asleep and it's your fault!" Helga complained. Arnold started to laugh as he collapsed on the other side of her. Helga stretched her legs for a couple seconds and was able to stand erect. She grabbed one of Arnold's shirts she had set aside for herself, and put it on. "This would make the second time in a day I've walked down your hallway with semen dripping down my leg," she grumbled as she threw a pillow at him. "I'll wear a condom next time, I promise," Arnold chuckled catching the pillow. "Yeah right. Promises, promises Football Face!" Helga said putting her hands on her hips. She grabbed her jeans and put them on. She started to gather her things when she looked up and saw a pained look on Arnold's face. "What's the puppy dog look for?" Helga asked. "You're not leaving are you?" Arnold asked. "Well yeah, you already fucked me twice. If you're angling for a third you're out of luck. My store front is closed for maintenance as someone threw a tree trunk threw the window," she said winking at him. Arnold chortled. "No, I mean why are you leaving? Aren't you hungry or anything? I'd feel like a heel if you just left," Arnold said. "You'd feel like a heel?" Jesus Christ stop using lingo from the 1930s," Helga said.
"Well…" Helga began when a sudden knock on the door rolled through the room. "Hey sweetie! Good morning! Hey why is your door locked?" Stella's voice could be heard as the source on the other side of the door. Helga stood there frozen in shocked silence as Stella attempted turning the knob. "Sorry mom, I must have locked it," Arnold said. He let out a sigh. "Are you feeling alright? You slept pretty late," Stella said through the door. Helga looked at her phone in silence, and saw the time. 10:45AM. She showed Arnold the time. "Uh yeah mom, I'm fine. Just was out late," Arnold said shrugging his shoulders. Helga and Arnold locked eyes in panic. Arnold put his finger over his lips, and Helga nodded her head in agreement. "Alright, well get your butt out of bed and come eat something," Stella said. "I'll, be right down," Arnold said. "Alright…" Stella said. Helga heard the steps going away from the attic door. She and Arnold let out a synchronized sigh of relief. "Oh and Helga, you're free to join us if you'd like. No need for a walk of shame," Stella called up. Both Arnold's and Helga's eyes shot open. "Um… Th-thanks Stella," Helga finally said. Arnold slapped his forehead with his palm. "What was I supposed to do?" Helga asked turning to Arnold. "I don't know," Arnold said sighing in defeat. He looked up and smiled at her. "Well we might as well go eat," Arnold said. As he swung his legs over the side of the bed and went for his closet. Helga smiled.
Arnold threw her a tote bag suddenly. "Here you can put the shirts of mine you're stealing in that," Arnold said smiling at her. Helga smiled back as she gathered her new shirts. Arnold threw on some pajama bottoms and a tank top. Helga looked at him approaching her. She smiled seeing his body through the tank top. Arnold stopped in front of her. Helga looked up at his eyes. Arnold lifted her chin and sunk his head to kiss her. Helga dropped the bag grabbing his face and kept his lips attached to hers. She grinned wickedly as they broke. She admired her lover's eyes for a moment. "Oh, and before I forget," Arnold said. Helga looked at him with curiosity in her eyes. "You're the most beautiful girl in any room you walk into. You got that?" Arnold said, almost forcefully. Helga's face turned a deep red, as she nodded up at him. She stood on her toes so that she could kiss him again. "I'm gonna go use the bathroom," Helga said. She turned and faced the door. She jumped as she felt something slap across her backside. Helga darted her head around to a grinning Arnold. She wanted to punch him in the gut but she felt her stomach fill with butterflies. "Do that again," Helga said as she turned around. Helga felt another slap across her rear end. "Ah, O.K.." Helga half moaned. "You know if any other guy did that I'd fucking disembowel them. You I don't mind as much," Helga said shyly. "If any other guy did that, I think I'd have a couple words to say as well," Arnold said smiling at her. Helga opened the door and made her way to the bathroom. She cleaned herself up and finished her business. She opened the door to Arnold waiting in the hallway. "I figured you wouldn't want to walk down there on your own," Arnold said. "You read my mind," Helga said.
Arnold led them down the stairs. Helga was peaking around to see who else was around to see her walk down from Arnold's room wearing his shirt. Arnold grabbed her hand and led her to the kitchen. Stella looked up and smiled at the two of them. Phil who was reading his newspaper. "Morning Shortman," Phil said. "You know in my day, our day started around 6AM. Morning Helga," Phil said not looking up at his paper. Arnold pulled out Helga's chair and she sat. "Good morning Phil, morning Stella," Helga timidly said. "What would you like to eat sweetheart?" Stella asked Helga. "Um me?" Helga asked surprised at the question. "Yeah, I was thinking about making something but I think you need to be up and outta bed before nine for that. Let me get you some cereal," Stella said as she got up. "Cereal, Arnold?" Stella asked Arnold. "Uh, yeah thanks mom," Arnold said. Helga turned and looked to him for an explanation, only to see Arnold shrug in confusion. "Uh where's dad?" Arnold asked. "He left to go do a lecture for most of the day," Stella answered. She came back with two full bowls of cereal. She went and grabbed a couple glasses and filled them with orange juice. "Oh! You're allergic right?" Stella asked. "Arnold told me you were," Stella continued. "Uh no, I'm allergic to strawberries. Oranges are fine," Helga said. "Right," Stella said setting down the glasses. Arnold began digging into his breakfast no longer waiting for the lecture. "So what else of my business has he told you?" Helga asked smiling as Stella sat down and continued eating her grapefruit. "What hasn't he told me? You talks about you all them time. Our entire meals are a book reports on how amazing you are," Stella said as Arnold looked up in horror. "Mom!" Arnold piped up. "Don't talk with your mouth full. Just eat," Stella said.
Helga sat there amused at the scene. She picked up her spoon and started to eat. "Even with all the weirdness she still manages to make me feel welcome. I guess that's where Arnold gets it," Helga thought to herself. "So, you two went out last night? Where did he take you, sweetie?" Stella asked. "Well we had a picnic as the sun set and we did some star gazing," Helga said finishing her bite. "Oh that's so romantic!" She said beaming at her son. "Yeah, and he planned it so that a meteor shower started and we sat back and watched," Helga said smiling and speaking as if Stella where in old friend. "Oh that's so cute!" Stella said as she grabbed Arnold's arm. "You're so clever," she said to Arnold. "Well that's good. I'm glad you had a good time," Stella said. She stood and walked her plate back to the dish washer.
"You know, usually I wouldn't appreciate my son having overnight guests of the opposite sex," Stella started as she faced the sink. Arnold and Helga stopped eating and looked up. Phil snickered at his paper. "God I must be old," Phil said putting down his paper. "My grandson is bringing home girls now. He's driving motorcycles, and staying out all night," Phil shock his head and smiled. He picked his paper back up and began reading again. "Oh you rode that thing again? You know I hate that thing. How did he get you to ride on that?" Stella asked coming back to the table, sitting across from Arnold and Helga. "Well, I wouldn't have if it were anyone else. He's got pretty eyes, I got confused," Helga said smiling awkwardly at Stella's similar green eyes. "Uh huh," Stella said. She took another sip of her coffee. "As I was saying I don't think I'd like overnight female guests. That said, he's never really had one. And I like you Helga. You seem to make him happy and you're bright. You two are being responsible, right? Arnold do we need to talk about condoms again?" Stella said asked. "No!" Arnold cut her off. "Alright then," Stella said backing off her point. "Helga, you're welcome here anytime," Stella said smiling at Helga and placing her hand on Helga's arm. "Thank you," Helga said unable to think of anything else. Stella smiled in acknowledgment and got up to make her way to the living room.
Helga heard a sigh coming from Arnold. She looked over and saw Arnold shrug his shoulders at her. "I thought she was gonna yell at me," Arnold said. "I thought she was gonna yell at me," Helga said. "Arnold I think she's just counting her blessings that as far as she knows her son's teenage rebellion comes down to having sex with girls he's dating," Phil came out and said as he continued reading his newspaper. Arnold and Helga both laughed. They continued their breakfast in the warmth of that kitchen.