And now for the next episode, which is going to be... 'Arnold Visits Arnie'! Now, I know this episode was mainly a dream sequence, but as one site I found on a summary of this episode said in the Trivia section, just how MUCH of it was a dream? I like to say in the episode, all of it, starting from the bus stop to Arnold waking up at his bed, was a dream. There was even a little essay about this episode up on this site called 'An Arnold Visits Arnie essay'. It's been put up by someone named 'HeyArnoldfan', and if you haven't read it already, do so, it is worth your time, and it does bring out some good points for this episode. But... in this case, let's see how I try to bring it up in this episode! Anyway, enjoy!

Later that night, I was asleep in my bed as I awoke. I was feeling a little thirsty as I looked towards the alarm clock next to Olga's bed. 3 in the morning. I yawned and got up as I went towards the door, deciding not to bother Olga.

I was about to go to the bathroom to get a drink from the faucet when I heard some groaning coming from... Arnold's room. I looked up in curiosity towards his room, which had been shut up. I knew I shouldn't go up there, but... I just had a strange feeling. I pulled down the stairs leading to his room and walked up as I opened the door.

"Arnold?" I asked in worry as I noticed Arnold tossing and turning, his eyes shut.

"Arnie, no! Let me just explain!" Arnold was groaning and tossing.

"Arnold? Arnold!" I said as I was putting a hand on my body and shaking him.

"She came on to me! Didn't you even..." Arnold started before he was being shaken awake.

"Buddy, wake up! Wake up, you're having a nightmare!" I said as I put him down.

Arnold groaned as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He yawned as he said, "What time is it..."

Arnold paused as he looked at his clock and frowned. "Rhonda, it's 3:03 in the morning. What is it?"

"I was getting up for a drink of water, then I heard you groaning and wondered if you were okay." I said. "You looked like you were having a nightmare."

Arnold sighed. "Sorry, Rhonda... I guess I haven't been getting any good dreams since a couple days ago."

"You want to talk about it?" I asked, being the caring person I was.

Arnold nodded as he sighed. "I guess my dream started with me visiting Arnie in his area."

"Ah... you always visit your cousin then?" I asked, out of mere curiosity.

"Eh, sometimes he visits me, but I never been to his country. I know his parents and him always came visiting us, but... not all the time. This time, I was visiting him in the country... and the strange thing is... it looked like Hillwood City... sort of. It was our home, except not our home." Arnold explained.

"Hmmmm..." I paused as I looked at him. "Go on."

"Anyway, after I met up with Arnie, I learned that he had a pet pig similar to mine named Abigail... except grey and really fat. And I mean, really, REALLY fat!" Arnold groaned. "Anyway, we arrived at Arnie's house... and I saw Lila! Well... it wasn't Lila, it was some girl that looked like Lila... she had Lila's clothes, not the green dress we know, though I would suspect she had it... but that black shirt, blue skirt, red hoodie combo. She also wore black shades that pointed and a backwards hat... two of them, and earrings on her ears... and obvious hair products used on her hair. She also wore the black shirt backwards so that the logo was on the back. And this Lila was taller! She called herself Lulu."

"Geez, the Lila in your dream is more of a bad 90s stereotype than our Lila. At least she had the black shirt, blue skirt and red hoodie." I laughed. "And she never wears that stuff!"

"Yeah, anyway, this version of Lila was trying to flirt with me for some weird reason. Arnie claims that she was his girlfriend, though I sincerely doubt that!" Arnold frowned. "I mean, come on! This is LILA we're talking about. She would never have an interest in me! Besides, her real world counterpart has an interest in Lorenzo, who, speaking of which, in my dream, was more willing to get down and dirty than the other Lorenzo! This Lorenzo, I guess his name is Laurel, didn't have an interest in Lila, eh, Lulu, either."

"So... Lulu... tried to flirt with you?" I asked.

"Yeah... she kept trying to get me to make out with her... which, come on, I'm not into her like that!" Arnold frowned... then paused, worryingly. "You know I never like like Lila, right?"

"Buddy, I know your heart is in the right place, always has been, always will." I smiled. "Continue on. Was there anything else in the dream?"

"Well... I guess me, Arnie and Lulu just took a walk around the town... and we saw some other kids that looked like our friends... except it was weird. Stinky was a smart person named Stumpy, Phoebe was a dumb moron named Fifi, Nadine was a bug hater named Noreen, Eugene was a safety concerned person named Ewen, Harold was a rich, egotistical man named Harry, Gerald was a paranoid kid named Gerard, Sid was a flirtatious guy named Kid, and Tucker Wittenberg was a lazy, no-good-for-nothing kid named Christopher." Arnold said.

I blinked. "One of these is not like the other."

"I know, right? I expected Tucker's dream self to be named Buck, not Christopher!" Arnold frowned.

"And... who was I in the dream?" I asked. "Who was I called?"

Arnold stared blankly at me, as if not knowing what I'm talking about. "That's the weirdest thing... in the two times I went to the dream, you didn't have a counterpart... in fact, I don't think you were in the dream at all."

"Huh?" I said in confusion. "I wasn't in your dream, or at least a counterpart wasn't?"

"No, it was like, you were gone or something... but there was somebody there who did try to console me, who I... I... kinda liked in that dream..." Arnold paused.

"Who?" I asked.

"Her name was Hilda." Arnold looked down. "She was a blonde girl in a pink jumpsuit, she had a ponytail, she was a very, very sweet girl. She told poetry, she was a kind soul... unfortunately, she was in love with Arnie..."

"Oh, that's too bad..." I paused, wondering something. I don't have a counterpart in my dream, yet... who was Hilda's counterpart? Wait... it couldn't be HELGA'S counterpart, would it?

"And then Arnie came in to accuse me of stealing Lulu, and I tried to explain as best as I could before he challenged me to a fight. He looked ready to hypnotize me with his eyes... and then I woke up." Arnold paused.

"Hey, it's okay. It was only a bad dream, that's all." I said, trying to comfort him.

"I know, but it felt like more than a dream. There was something else... I saw your adult friend, Sharlene in the dream. No counterpart, it was just Sharlene herself. She looked pretty angry, I noticed her spying on us from the distance." Arnold shuddered. "She was holding a gun... and she had devil horns growing out of her..."

I paused. "Now I know you're dreaming. Sharlene wouldn't murder a kid."

"I know... but just seeing her spying on us when me, Arnie, Lulu and Hilda were on that hayride on the town, it felt a little unnerving." Arnold paused. "For some reason, I felt a need to protect Hilda, like she was the one in danger..."

I paused. "Arnold, did you ever think that maybe this dream is connected to you and me?"

"How? I didn't see you or a counterpart of you in my dream!" Arnold asked.

"Well, let me ask you something first." I said as Arnold looked up to me. "What if Lulu was meant to be a test, to see if you would break up with me?"

"N-no! I'd never break up with you!" Arnold said, hugging me tightly.

"In that case, you passed that test pretty well." I smiled. "And about Hilda... you said I didn't have a counterpart... what if Hilda was my... counterpart?"

"How? She was blonde! You have black hair! She wore pink! You wear red... most of the time!" Arnold started to stand up.

"Does it matter how we look? In the end, it's what's on the inside that counts, and you have to know where your heart lies." I explained to him as he sat down. "Maybe Hilda doesn't represent me physically. Maybe she represents me mentally... as in, I'm in love with you, and I'd do anything in a heartbeat for you..."

"But she's in love with Arnie..." Arnold looked down.

"It doesn't mean Arnie may be YOUR counterpart. The Arnie in your dream represents you does have feelings for her, but doesn't quite realize HOW deep the feelings are. It's like you and me. You don't know HOW deep our relationship is, but if we were to walk another mile together, we tread it together." I explained as I offered my hand. "Do you get what I'm saying? Do you want to go on towards the next step? Are you ready?"

Arnold looked at my hand nervously... then smiled as he took it. "Yeah... I'm ready..."

"Arnold... even if I'm not who you think I am, would you still be my boyfriend?" I asked.

Arnold hugged me as he said, "Rhonda, I don't care if you're Hilda or you change your looks! I always know that the woman I love will always be there!"

I gave a smile as Arnold let go of me and I looked into his eyes... noticing a rainbow glow around them for a moment. I noticed it was the same exact rainbow glow as when I was with Phoebe in the hospital... but what did it mean?

"Rhonda... could you sleep in my room with me tonight?" Arnold said as he got back into bed. "I don't want to be alone tonight..."

"Sure." I smiled as I was heading for the couch.

"No, no..." Arnold said as I turned to him. Arnold moved over as he patted the side of the bed next to him.

I blushed intently as I said, "Are you sure? I mean, we're ten, for Pete's sake!"

"No, no, nothing like that! I just want someone to sleep with, nothing funny." Arnold said. "I promise."

I paused... then smiled as I went over. "Move over a little."

I climbed into bed with Arnold as I got comfortable with him. Arnold sighed as he hugged me and said, "Thanks Rhonda. I think I can sleep a little better for a while. Good night."

"Good night, charming." I smiled as I kissed his forehead.

And that's where me and Arnold were for the night until Arnold's alarm went off... I awoke the next morning with him hugging me for comfort. I giggled and smiled as I hugged back and snuggled next to him. It felt nice just to be snuggled with...

And that's episode one hundred and sixty-one! How was it? And before you ask, no, Arnold and Rhonda just slept together! They did not do anything funny! Get your heads out of the gutters! Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks! And don't forget to check out and/or add tropes to the TVTropes page of 'Oh Rhonda!'!