Let us begin Arc 4 of 'Oh Rhonda'... and I'm probably going to start off with something I'm sure you guys are interested in... the subject of 'Helga on the Couch'! As you all know, this was a very strong episode, it really delved into a lot of Helga's backstory and how she was what she was. However, this time, I'm going to go into a bit of a reverse order... what do I mean? Oh... you'll see in this first part. Anyway, enjoy!

Later on that weekend, I was with my friends, Arnold, Gerald, Phoebe and Nadine as I was explaining to them what was going on.

"Finishing school?" Gerald said in surprise as I nodded.

"Wow, it must be pretty exciting for you, Rhonda." Phoebe smiled as she hugged me.

"I... guess it is..." I nodded, sighing as I looked down.

"What's wrong, Rhonda?" Arnold asked as we continued walking.

"I... guess I'm just a little nervous. My parents tell me that I was excited for finishing school at a young age... yet I don't have any memories of it at all..." I explained.

"Hey, don't blame yourself." Gerald said. "We were all pretty young, some of us have memories we don't remember..."

"...I suppose..." I said. "But it felt like a different sort of memory thing... like part of it was-"

"Hold up a second..." Nadine halted as she looked up.

We all turned towards Nadine's direction as we examined the place... a red brick building with a merry go round and outside a small playground. Atop of it was a sign... a sign that read 'Urban Tots Preschool'.

I smiled. "Oh my gosh... the preschool we went to... I remember going there..."

"Yeah, we all do..." Arnold said. "I... I think this is the time where we all first met... in fact, most of our PS 118 fourth grade class met there."

I smiled and looked towards my friends. "It does bring back some memories, doesn't it?"

"Hey, Rhonda... remember the first time we met?" Nadine smiled. "I think you were the first one to freak when I was carrying my own pet tarantula in a jar."

"I did?" I asked, wondering about it.

"Oh, definitely. You almost tripped... and fainted, and then..." Nadine smiled.

"And then I believe you fell right on me, knocking me down." Arnold smiled. "I got to say, I was surprised at that..."

I paused, remembering that time...

It was my first day at preschool as my eyes were a little blurry.

"Are you... okay?"

My eyes focused as they looked over and glazed at a young boy. He was a small kid, with an odd-shaped head, but for some reason, he had the cutest head. He had a green shirt, and what seemed to be blue shorts.

"Uh... I'm..."

I paused. Something in my mind told me to walk slowly away and get back to my regular every day life, but, for some reason, I was drawn to the boy.

"...fine, I'm okay. Are you?" I asked the young boy.

"Yeah, though you did give me quite a surprise." The boy smiled as he offered his hand. "My name is Arnold."

I examined the boy's hand. He seemed to be pretty friendly... I smiled as I offered mine. "I'm-"

For some reason, I decided to turn into a mirror to examine myself... why was I looking so flustered... but then I gave a big smile. I was sure to make a good first impression!

"...Rhonda... Rhonda Wellington Lloyd!" I said in my best confident voice. "I'm sure you've heard of me..."

Arnold blinked in confusion.

I blinked. "Seriously? You don't?"

Arnold shrugged. "Sorry..."

I smiled. "That's fine. We'll have plenty of time to know each other."

"Great..." Arnold said as he looked over to the small green shirted girl in the blonde hair with that weird looking hair. "You know, I don't think she really liked you screaming at her..."

"Who?" I paused as I looked over. "Oh, her? Why?"

"I heard you screaming at the girl, and I think that might have hurt her feelings." Arnold explained. "Look, it's clear you're probably new to making friends... I think you're one of the first people I've met... but just listen to me... at least talk to her, apologize for what you did."

I paused as I looked at the young girl. Do I really want to? I mean, I must have done... something! I then noticed the jar with the spider. Oh, right... that was the freak-out!

"All right, Arnold... but I'm not really sure how to approach it..." I sighed. "I've never had the urgency to..."

"Saying you were sorry?" Arnold guessed.

"...yeah..." I said, looking down. "I guess I've never really..."

"...learned?" Arnold smiled a bit. "Hey, just listen to what I have to say, all right?"

I looked over at Arnold as I paused. "Kind of something... deep for a little kid like you..."

"I... get that a lot." Arnold said.

"All right, what do I have to do?" I asked him.

I listened to his words wisely, and as soon as he was done, I nodded as I looked over towards the young girl. I didn't really want to do it, but... I sighed. Here goes nothing.

I looked over to the girl and walked over. Carefully, I tapped her on the shoulder as she looked over to me. I sighed. "I'm... sorry I screamed at your face."

The girl just stared at me. "I know it wasn't right at the time, and I'm just a new person here, outside the social circle I'm usually in. And for that, I do apologize."

The girl looked towards me... and smirked. "What, that? No, I get the usual screams all the time... maybe the world is just not ready for my own pet tarantula..."

"Oh come on, why would you think that?" I asked.

"Well... most girls often scream when I show bugs to them..." The girl started.

"It's probably just a natural curiosity..." I explained to the young girl. "Look, don't give up on something you love to do... what if those other girls think so? They're wrong! If you want to love bugs, then love them!"

The girl looked at me in surprise as she showed me the pet tarantula once more. "Uh... this is one of my pet tarantulas... Larry..."

"He's adorable." I smiled, assuring the young girl. "My name is Rhonda... Rhonda Wellington Lloyd. Rich girl. Maybe you've heard of me?"

"Not until now..." The girl smiled as she offered a hand. I gladly shook it. "My name's Nadine."

"Nadine, let's put that episode behind us... I don't want us to start off on the wrong foot..." I smiled as we walked inside.

"Sure, Rhonda." Nadine smiled as the both of us started walking together...

"Yeah, that was just the beginning of a good friendship between us." Nadine smiled as we sat down, looking over at the pre-school. "And to think, it was our first day, too. You know, Rhonda, I should thank you. Not only for inspiring me to pursue my interest in bugs, but also giving me the opportunity to try other things."

"Oh, Nadine, it wasn't all me." I smiled as I looked at her. "You should thank Arnold and Gerald for that..."

"Yeah, I remember that!" Gerald smiled. "I think I was still inspired by my brother Jamie-O's skill in basketball by that time..."

Nadine smiled. "Right, I remember... it was later near the early afternoon..."

It was near a little recess period, as I recall in my younger years. Me and Nadine had been spending time with each other, talking with each other. I was finding her life curious and pretty interesting.

"So, your parents are sixties people?" I asked.

Nadine nodded. "It's hard to believe, but yes. Both my parents were born and raised in the late sixties and early seventies."

"Wow... that sounds... cool." I said, curious. "A little... no, WAY different from my parents... I mean, normally, they usually never let me out of this type of place..."

"It's odd, though..." Nadine said. "Don't rich people like you... you know... get home-schooled or get a private teacher?"

I shook my head. "I think my daddy once told me that he and my mom spent at least a few years in public school to learn from the best. Not all rich people have the private life, you know..."

"Sorry..." Nadine looked down. "I just assumed, that..."

"Don't worry about it..." I smiled towards my new friend.

"Heads up!" I heard a small, cheery voice cry out.

I yelped a bit as I held up my hands... but Nadine, looking up, jumped up in the air and grabbed the flying ball coming my way.

"Whoa, girl!" A small black skinned boy in a red shirt and a little bit of a hairdo came over, impressed. "I have to say, that's an impressive catch!"

Nadine looked in surprise as she stared at the boy. "This? It's nothing..."

Nadine then threw the ball over at the black skinned boy as he caught it. The boy laughed as he threw the ball over at Nadine... as she caught it again, as if it were nothing.

"Have you ever considered baseball?" The boy asked as Nadine threw the ball back.

"I don't know..." Nadine said. "I saw a couple of games on TV... but..."

The boy threw the ball over to Nadine, as she caught it naturally with no problem. I watched, amazed by her talent.

"You really should. I think you can do pretty good." The boy smiled.

"Gerald, there you are!"

That voice... I recognized it from before. I turned to see that Arnold was coming over to the black boy.

"You're Gerald, hm?" I asked as Arnold came over.

Arnold made eye contact with me... and smiled a little. "Oh, hi Rhonda."

"Hi, Arnold." I smiled as I went over.

"You two know each other?" Gerald asked, out of curiosity.

"Only met this morning." Arnold explained. "But Rhonda Lloyd seems like a nice girl..."

Something in my heart fluttered when I heard Arnold call me 'nice'. I smiled a little bit.

"Wait... Rhonda Lloyd?" Gerald asked as he turned to me. "As in... the Lloyd heiress?"

"So?" I raised an eyebrow.

"So? You're the richest girl in San Lorenzo!" Gerald said in surprise. "Why aren't you like... in one of those private schools or at least home-schooled?"

I frowned a bit at Gerald. He sounded like a bit of a jerk! Before I could berate him, Nadine beat me to it. "Hey! Rhonda may be rich, but that doesn't mean she and her family stoop to alienate the world around them! Her parents also went to public school during their time, and Rhonda here is taking her turn!"

"Okay, okay, sorry!" Gerald sighed. "Man, I was just asking a question!"

Arnold sighed as he turned to Gerald. "You girls will have to forgive Gerald. He's a good person, he really is, but sometimes..." Arnold looked both ways before whispering to us, "He can be a bit... insensitive."

"I heard that, Arnold!" Gerald frowned.

"I'm still helping him with his behavior." Arnold explained.

"Oh, so you and Gerald are friends?" I asked.

"I guess in a way, you might say that." Arnold said, looking over to Gerald, who smiled nervously.

"Anyway, I guess you guys should be acquainted with my friend." I said, pointing over to Nadine. "She's Nadine, and Arnold..." She smirked. "She's more cooler than your friend."

"Oh come on, Rhonda." Arnold said as he shook Nadine's hand. "We're all friends here, aren't we?"

I looked between the four of us and nodded. "I... I suppose that's true..."

"Anyway, we still have a game to do if you want to play along!" Gerald said.

"If you say I'm good at something like baseball... I can go for something like that..." Nadine smiled.

"Rhonda, do you want to play with us?" Arnold asked as he looked at me with those eyes.

Oh, how could I say no to those eyes? Part of me wanted to say 'I had better things to do', and yet... "Sure. I would love to!"

"A rich girl playing catch." Gerald said. "You're really bold, Rhonda."

"Hey, why not?" I giggled as we all got involved in a little catch round.

"The first time I ever played sports... and I started to like it!" Nadine smiled. "It gave me something to do other than bugs..."

"And you were really competitive back then." Arnold said. "You were really willing to try any sport..."

Nadine laughed. "Guess that's the hidden tomboy in me..."

"Yeah, but you still have that little girly-girl in you!" I chuckled.

"It's true!" Phoebe giggled.

"Hey! I'm tough! You know how protective I am of all of you!" Nadine said as she looked at all of us with a dirty look.

"Oh yeah, your first act of defense... WE remember..." Gerald laughed.

Pretty soon, me and Nadine were sitting at our table talking with each other as we saw a fat like kid a couple years older than us swiping his snack. I frowned at the kid. "Oh, that was just... mean!"

"You said it!" Nadine frowned as we saw Arnold looking down as the kid was bringing him down. "Where is our preschool teacher, why is she not doing her job?"

"I think I heard her say she's going to be busy in trying to write up papers for a new student coming in..." I frowned, as Arnold seemed more down and down. "But we can't leave him be insulted or berated..."

"You're right, Rhonda!" Nadine frowned as she got up. "We're doing something about it!"

"We?" I asked, but she had already dragged me over to Arnold's table.

"Hey!" Nadine frowned as she glared at the fat boy. "Leave him alone!"

The fat boy laughed. "Oh, what, some sissy girls are going to go up and defend the weird headed kid!"

Nadine then grabbed the fat boy and put him in a headlock as she growled. "That "weird headed kid" is our FRIEND. You make fun of him, you cross us! And trust me, pal, you wouldn't want to mess with someone who can easily hurt you. If I see you messing with one of our friends, you're going to get it! You got it, buck tooth?"

The fat boy yelped as she noticed a fire in her eyes.

I sat down next to Arnold and looked at him. "Arnold, are you okay?"

"I'm... I'm fine... although I could have handled it myself..." Arnold sighed.

"It didn't seem like you were handling it well." I pointed out.

Arnold said, "Some of the cases of some people are tough, but I can crack them open... dig deep into their conscious. I'm sure Harold is really a softie once you get to know him..."

"Harold..." I paused as I looked at the retreating fat boy as Nadine calmed down a little. "So that's his name, huh?"

"In fact, I think I know just about everybody's name here..." Arnold said. "There's you, Nadine, Gerald, Harold..." He pointed over to other kids. "Stinky, Sid, Sheena, Eugene, Curly, and..." He pointed over towards a girl in blue clothes, small black hair, and normal glasses. "...and I haven't figured out her name yet, but I'm sure when I approach her, I'll get the name."

"Wow... you've gotten to know a lot of our classmates in less than a day." I said in amazement. "I think I know... what, three or four of you?"

"Wouldn't that be a surprise?" Nadine laughed.

"I live by some type of rule, and that's... know every person, good or bad. Some of them may help you out in the long run ahead." Arnold explained to me.

"Kind of big words coming from someone small like-" Nadine started.

"He gets that a lot. I said that to him already." I said as I looked over to Arnold. "Where is your friend, Gerald?"

"He said he was going 'potty' last time I saw him." Arnold explained as Gerald came back. "Here he is now..."

"Hey, man..." Gerald smiled as he noticed us over at his table. "Uh... that's my seat..."

"Gerald, the boy needed a little comfort..." I explained.

"And who are you to say we can't sit here?" Nadine frowned.

"Sorry, I just... well, assumed that..." Gerald said.

"It's all right, Gerald." Arnold quickly said, looking towards us. "I don't mind the company."

Gerald just paused, then shrugged as he sat down as we continued talking as if we were old friends...

In the corner of my eye, I saw our female preschool teacher coming in with a young brown haired girl with a fashionable hairpiece and nice clean red and orange clothes. Naturally curious, I looked as the girl was led over to our old chair...

I blinked a bit as I said, "I think that was the first time we all saw Caroline..."

"Yeah, she was such a stuck-up girl!" Nadine frowned. "Why you went over to her and Curly the first couple of days during our times in preschool, I can never recall."

"Wait... I visited with Curly and Caroline?" I said in shock.

"Don't you remember?" Gerald asked. "Curly, for some reason, would often hang out with Caroline and go to the far back of the room, and you'd go over there, saying 'For curiosity's sake' and that you'd be fine on your own..."

I paused. "I... I don't really remember that..."

"Maybe it was best you didn't." Nadine said as Phoebe was walking over near the steps and looked under the steps.

"Hey... girls, I think this is where you first found me our second day at preschool! Remember?" Phoebe smiled.

"Ah, yes..." Nadine nodded. "We remember..."

It was the second day of my pre-school life as my parents dropped me off. I was excited! I couldn't wait to see Arnold again! Yesterday, he actually complimented my hair and how pretty it was! I think I remember looking at the mirror myself and examining my hair. I decided to ditch the pig tails, figuring it was better to just let my hair down a bit. Maybe Arnold will like it even more!

I couldn't help but wonder why I was doing all this for Arnold. I mean, we're already good friends... so why was I doing this? I couldn't have had a... crush on him, could I? No way, it's just not possible. And yet... it felt right...

"Hey Rhonda!" I looked over to see Nadine run over as I saw her parents dropping her off.

"Hi, Nadine!" I smiled as she joined up with me, I seemed to be looking around frantically.

"What are you looking for?" Nadine asked. "You weren't looking for Arnold, are you? I just saw him walk in as I arrived."

"Oh, well, I guess..." I said as we started walking up the stairs into the preschool... when I started to hear sniffling. "Wait. Do you hear something?"

"Hm?" Nadine blinked as she leaned her ears. "Hey... it sounds like someone is crying..."

We both looked down as we followed the sound near the bottom of the steps. We looked under the steps as we saw...

Hey... it was that same girl from yesterday... the one Arnold didn't know the name of. She seemed to be sniffling, looking down, sad. Me and Nadine looked at each other as we crawled under.

The little girl squeaked as she started crawling backwards a bit.

"No, no, it's okay." Nadine assured the girl, who stopped. "What's the matter?"

The girl looked up to us and just turned around, scared.

"Not much of a talker, are you?" I said as we were about inside, if we moved too fast, I was afraid she might run away.

The girl just looked back at us in tears.

"You're not afraid of us, are you?" I asked. "Afraid of people?"

The girl just slowly nodded, so it does indicate she was listening to us.

"Has somebody been bullying you?" Nadine asked.

The girl just nodded as we inched a little closer.

"Okay, so it's a bullying issue." I said. "Who was it? The fat kid?"

The girl nervously nodded.

Nadine frowned. "Apparently Harold never learns... wait here, Rhonda."

Nadine crawled back out as she ran off. I didn't leave as I knew the little girl was still here.

"You know, sometimes people may be scary, even meeting new faces can be a little frightening..." I explained to the little girl. "But it's okay. Sometimes, you can use these new faces to get yourself ahead. It's what makes all of us human."

The girl said nothing, but I did hear her stomach growl a bit.

I noticed the girl rubbing her stomach as I got an idea. "Hungry?"

The girl just nodded.

"Didn't have a lot for breakfast, did you?" I asked as I inched closer.

The girl shook her head.

I smiled as I dug around my lunch box and pulled out a couple peeled orange. "Hey... would you like of this?"

The girl turned towards me in curiosity as she came a little closer.

"That's it..." I smiled as she reached her hand towards the orange.

She then took the orange from her hand, turned back around and ate it a bit.

I smiled and waited as the girl was still sitting. I paused. Hmmm... after all of that, she still said nothing or turned around.

"Well, it's too bad you don't trust me..." I turned around and crawled back. "Because I thought... well... you and me... and Nadine as well... I thought maybe we could be best friends... a trio, a group that sticks together."

Out in the corner of my eye, I saw the little girl turning towards me in curiosity.

"But I guess you wouldn't be interested. See you around." I said as I was about to crawl off, whistling the tune of 'Make a Man Out of You' from Mulan... when I felt two arms snaked around me.

I turned to see the little girl hugging me in delight, as if happy to have a friend. I smiled. "Well... that's more like it!"

I turned towards the little girl who let go of me as I offered my hand. "My name is... Rhonda. Rhonda Wellington Lloyd. What do they call you?"

The little girl yelped as she covered her eyes.

"Whoa, whoa, I don't mean 'insults' from bullies. I mean what do your parents call you?" I asked as the girl peeked out.

"...Phoebe." The little girl squeaked. "Phoebe... Heyerdahl."

"Nice to meet you, Phoebe." I smiled as the girl giggled, Nadine coming back with a book in hand.

"Here you go... is this yours?" Nadine asked as she handed the book back to Phoebe.

Phoebe gasped in delight as she hugged Nadine. "Thank you, thank you!"

"Whoa, easy kid!" Nadine said as I laughed a bit.

"That was just the beginning of our unbreakable friendship!" I smiled towards Nadine and Phoebe.

Phoebe smiled. "I still remember joining up with you guys after the incident..."

"Yeah..." Gerald smiled. "All five of us... we make a great team..."

"And we only kept building it up as we grew up..." Arnold smiled. "You know, a lot of memories come pouring back when you look at it."

"Yeah..." I smiled. "Best of friends, and we still are to this day..."

I noticed Arnold give me a look of love as I smiled towards him. I knew I was still in love with him too... but unfortunately, we couldn't quite say it... I'm sure Nadine and Phoebe were okay with it... but with Gerald, I'm not really sure it was safe.

"You ever think life would be different?" Arnold asked.

"It's hard to say..." I said as we looked up towards the sky.

A little later that day, after a trip down memory lane for my friends and I, I decided to take a walk around for a bit as I started talking to Helga.

"Say, Helga... was it like that back in your world?" I asked in my mind.

"The Urban Tots thing? Well... more or less." Helga sighed. "You see, you barely knew Arnold in your timeline, but you knew him enough that you cared about fashion more than anything else..."

"Why is my dimensional version like that anyway?" I asked.

"Not important. But ever since that day, I found what my true calling was like... mostly it was just stalking Arnold and... well... bul-" I heard Helga stop herself in my mind.

"Bullying him?" I frowned. "Why would you bully him?"

"Look, I had a reputation to keep, the first time I met Arnold, he was the first person to show me kindness!" Helga explained. "I wanted to be nice, I really did, but then something happened, and I became a little more meaner to Arnold..."

"...to hide your feelings for him!" I snapped my fingers. "I think I finally understand you!"

"You probably should..." Helga said.

"Was there anybody else that knew your secret on your crush on Arnold? I mean, besides probably Phoebe." I asked.

"Lila, and the only other person I told was my child psychologist, Dr. Bli-" Helga stopped as she said nothing for a minute in my mind.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Wait a minute! I think I know how I can get Olga to try to get over her own issues!" Helga smiled, probably, in my mind. "Rhonda, I need you to go to this address! You need to meet up with Dr. Bliss! I know she's a child psychologist, but she's helped me out quite a bit in a few sessions! Maybe she can try to help out Olga... I know she's older, but maybe she can recommend a good psychologist to get over her issues or something!"

"Who's Dr. Bliss?" I asked.

"I'll explain later, just follow what I say!" Helga said in my mind as I started to walk, listening to directions.

Eventually, I reached the street where Helga said to go.

"Okay, I'm here! What do I need to do?" I asked in my thoughts as I came over to the Hillwood Medical Center.

"Just go in there and ask for Dr. Bliss... I know she won't know who you are and you don't know who she is, but just do as I say, okay?" Helga advised me.

I nodded as I entered through the doors and walked inside.

One of the receptionists looked over to me and asked, "Uh, yes, do you have an appointment?"

"Uh, no, actually..." I said, following Helga's instructions in my mind. "I'm here to meet up with someone... I believe her name is Dr. Bliss, is she in?"

The receptionist stopped typing on the computer for a minute. "Uh... I'm sorry, who did you ask for?"

"Dr. Bliss. Is she in?" I asked as a doctor peeked out.

"Uh, no, sorry, I don't know who she is." The receptionist started as she slammed the door on me. "Good day, ma'am!"

I blinked in confusion.

"Huh? I don't understand. She was always here." Helga said in shock.

"Are you sure..." I started to ask.

"Yes, I'm positive I got the right clinic!" Helga frowned.

"Hey, uh, kid?"

I turned to see the doctor, looking sad a bit. "You're... one of the first kids I'm seen that actually asked for Dr. Bliss. I didn't think people still remembered her..."

"I read an old magazine clipping of her that said she's the best child psychologist in Hillwood, and I got curious..." I explained in haste, covering my true reason for knowing about this... Dr. Bliss.

The doctor smiled a bit. "I'm sure she would have been happy to hear you say that..."

"Would have been?" I asked.

The doctor sighed. "Kid, the magazine article you read... it must have been really old. Dr. Bliss isn't with us anymore."

I looked in confusion. "What do you mean?"

The doctor sighed. "I'm sorry kid... she's been dead for eight years..."

"What? No! That didn't happen! That never happened in my timeline!" I heard Helga say. "Unless when... oh no... oh NO! She didn't! That... that dumb little S- she was probably waiting for me there, that's why C- oh my God!"

"Dead?" I said in shock. "How?"

The doctor sighed. "I guess I better explain it all to you..."

I followed the doctor into the doctor's office, hoping to get the story in better detail.

There's part one of episode one hundred and sixteen! How'd you like it? Part 2 will come along the way, so don't miss out! Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks! And don't forget to check out/add new tropes to the TVTropes page of this story!