Hello everyone, Now I know I made Arnold into kind of whipped. This chapter is going to be based nine years ago. Now I'm going to change his character in a way but he's still going to be the goofy dense person we all know and love.

Now after this chapter its going to be a few weeks before I update again. I am in the process of moving.

So, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I still do not own anything

Chapter 9

Nine years ago

Arnold sat in the backseat of the Packard waving good bye to almost of his friends. He hasn't seen or talked to Helga since that night on top of FTI. He hoped he didn't hurt her feelings. He knew by the look in her eye that she was telling the truth. He may be dense but he's not stupid. He didn't know how to handle it. I mean I'm only a nine-year-old boy for crying out loud. Sure, he had his crushes such as Ruth and Lila. He knew Helga was a nice person he also wasn't to blind to know that she has a very rough home life and has a hard time showing compassion in others because of it. Phoebe once explained to him, how bad her home life could be when her sister was in town. And she was worse than ever. She made him promise that he would never tell anyone or her that he knew how much her family hated her. So, for her being in love with him made a little sense to him. Well, according to grandpa. He was nice to her and she had never seen nice before. He really hoped to see her, so they can talk. But again, he'll have to stay in disappointment. As they left the town Arnold wasn't paying attention to his grandparent when grandpa pulled over and stopped.

"something on your mind Shortman?" asked Phil

"Oh, nothing" said Arnold wondering of she'll hate him forever.

"well Kimba, we'll be meeting your parents in Florida, Miles has found a nice house there for all of us" said Gertie in a sweet voice

"ok grandma" said Arnold laying his head on his arm looking out the window. As they drove all the way to Florida Arnold kept thinking about all his friends. I wonder if Phoebe and Gerald will ever get together? He thought as they pulled up at the new place. He sighed as he got out.

"I know this is going to be tough Arnold, but please try and make the best out of this" said Phil. Arnold looked up at him and nodded. He greeted his parents and walked in the house with his head down.

"oh dear, what wrong with Arnold?" asked Stella as she gave Gertie a hug

"he's upset about leaving all his friends." Said Gertie

"I don't know pookie. I think he's more upset to leave his mean friend with the one eyebrow" said Phil in a knowing voice. Miles and Stella just stared at him

"Oh Elenore, I hope all is well. Her dad can be such a blow hard. She wasn't looking good lately" said Gertie with a frown.

"who are you talking about?" sad Miles. Stella pulled on Miles's sleeve

"I believe its Helga dear" she said in a sweet voice

"oh right. Bob Pataki's girl?" said miles

"Yeah her" said Phil on a frown. He always wondered if her home life was as bad as it seemed. Then when Arnold came to him about Helga saying she had feeling for him and didn't understand it. He had to tell him that Helga didn't seem that she had a nice home life. When he told me that she was neglected, and they don't even know her name it all made sense to him. Of course, she would have a crush on a nice boy. Probably the only person that was ever nice to her.

"Phil" said Gertie in a small voice waking him up out of his thoughts

"Yes pookie?" he asked

"go check on him" she said. Phil nodded and walked in the house. Miles and Stella just looked at them with a sad look

"Don't worry dear. Arnold will open to you in his own time. He just needs the advice and wisdom from his grandpa" said Gertie patting them on their arms. They nodded and started unloading the Packard.

Helga was sitting in her room. She was laying on her bed on her stomach she had one foot up as she looked outside. She knew Arnold was leaning today but couldn't make herself go and say goodbye... he's probably happy to be away from me she thought laying her head on her arms. I mean I was a horrible to him. She didn't even hear the knock on her door. Until

"BABY SISTER!" yelled Olga. Helga flinched and tried to ignore her.

"Oh Helga, Mummy and daddy said you've been locked up here all day" she pouted. Helga rolled her eyes

"nice for them to notice" mumbled an annoyed Helga

"oh, baby sister isn't this great! I will be home for the next month. We can catch up and everything. Oh, I better call my little sis." Said Olga jumping up and down and out her room. Helga sighed " great" she mumbled. Arnolds gone and now I have to put up with this shit.

"OLGA!" yelled bob from the bottom of the stairs.

"yes daddy" said Olga.

"oh, hey honey, not you the girl"

"Helga ear, daddy wants you" cried Olga. Helga sighed as she got up and stuck her head out her door

"Yes, BOB" she said

"phone make it snappy I have a calling coming in" he barked.

"geez bob" said Helga as she took the cordless from him and went to her room.

"Yello?" said Helga still annoyed.

"Helga? Its Sid" he said nervously. Helga stared into space SID?

"well, what do you want? I don't have all day" she said with a frown tapping her foot. She heard an audible gulp

"um. You see."

"OUT WITH IT" she yelled

"we were wondering of you were going to play baseball with us?" he rushed out

"baseball?"

"yeah, you haven't played in a while and we could really use your help" he said in a nervous voice

"Ah, so you miss little ole me?" she said

"well..."

"I'll tell you what bucko, I'll play but, in the future, if I need something, you owe me" she said with an evil smirk. Having the gang in her debit was a great idea.

"um. Sure Helga." He said

"ok I'll be in Gerald field in ten" and she hung up.

"OLGA! I NEED THE PHONE" yelled bob

"Criminy! I girl can't be on the phone for five minutes" she said as she stormed down the stars and grabbed her baseball gear

"Where are you going baby sister"

"I'm going to the ballet. What does it look like! I'm going to play baseball!" yelled Helga as she stormed out the door.

As Helga made her way to Gerald field grumbling about how annoying Olga is when Gerald ran up to her

"Hey, Helga" he said

"what tall hair boy" she said with a sneer

"where were you today?" he asked as he was walking in stride with her.

"not that is was any of your business I was busy" she said she knew where this was going, and dint want to answer the next question. She started to walk faster t Gerald field.

"Arnold left today" he said

"oh, that was today? Gee I had noooo idea" she said sarcastically. Gerald rolled his eyes

"whatever Helga, fir some reason he won't tell me he wanted to talk o you before he left. So, I don't know why not give him a call?" he said

"me? He wants to talk to me? Has he lost it in that giant football head of his" said Helga throwing her hands up in the air

"probably. Come on Helga. He really, really, really wanted to talk to you." He pleaded Helga stopped and sighed. she can see Gerald field up ahead and the gang was watching them

"Fine, but this conversation never happened."

"deal" and the shook on it. He wrote something down and handed it to her. She took it and put on her pocket.

"Alright ladies lets play ball!" she said as she went to the umpire and squatted down.

Arnold was finishing up his room when Gertie yelled

"Kimba? You got a phone call" she said

"ok grandma, can you tell Gerald I'll call him back"

"sure, thing dear"

"Arnold, its not Gerald, its Helga" his head shot up Helga "do you still want me to have you call back?" Arnold tripped over his feet

"no, its ok grandma, ill take it up here" he said as he picked up the end. "you can hang up now" he yelled. He heard the click

"Helga?" he asked. It was quiet for a moment

"hey football head, I heard you wanted to speak to me" she said in a professional matter.

"yeah I wanted to talk about…. How are you?" he asked

"you mad Gerald guilt me into calling you to see how I am?" she asked skeptically, and Arnold can hear the annoyance in her voice.

"well, no…"

"then what is it want I have place to be, people's lives to destroy" she said. He can picture her looking at her nails nonchalantly.

"ok I wanted to ask is that what you meant?" he said

"well, yeah why else would I say it. Now what do you want" he froze. Not getting that she had no idea

"Arnold?"

"um. Yeah"

"Look I don't have all day bob needs the phone so what is you wanted to talk about?"

"I just did. I asked if that what you meant" it was quiet for I little bit.

"Criminy Arnold, you have to be a little clearer than that. I have no idea what you are talking about."

Olga hurry up I need to make a business call.

"Criminy Bob its HELGA. Use you cell.

Don't talk back to me little missy Arnold heard more arguing.

"look Arnoldo I gotta go, call me when you got your tongue back from that cat" and she hung up. Arnold hung his head. He had no idea why it was being so hard to talk to her. It's not like I return her feelings. I guess I don't want to hurt her feelings any more than I have. He sighed as miles walked in

"hey buddy" he said

"oh, hey dad"

"why the long face?"

"oh, I just had the weirdest conversation with Helga" he said looking at his ceiling

"well, I'm sure it will all work out" he said and ruffled his hair

"thanks" he mumbled not what he wanted to hear. Ph well he's half way across the country now. It was a week since he moved. He sat there thinking of all the times he and Helga got into it when the phone rang

"Helga" he asked enthusiastically

"man, you got it bad" said Gerald tsking on the other end

"oh, hey Gerald" he said in disappointment

"man Arnold, you are one bold kid, one BOLD kid" he said. Arnold laughed he can picture him shaking his head

"so, what's up Gerald?" he asked

"oh nothing, just calling to see if Helga held up her end of the deal, I guess she has"

"deal? What deal?"

"she would call you to see what you wanted, and we never had that conversation. She didn't want people thinking she's gotten soft" Arnold nodded

"yeah, she called we talk for a minute, but I couldn't ask what I wanted and then bob started yelling at her to get off the phone. So, I have to call her back when I remember what was so darn important." He said in his best Helga imitation. He heard Gerald laugh on the other end.

"you don't have feelings for her, do you?" he asked nervously

"no, of course not. We just left things on a bad end and I didn't want that" he said

"man, this is Helga G Pataki were talking about. She's on a bad end with everyone." Said Gerald

"I know, just I moved away I'm never going to see her again, so I wanted to end on a good note"

"man, sometimes you look to much on the Brightside" Arnold sighed and decided to change subjects.

A/N questions comments and concerns always appreciated until next time my dearies.