A/N: Well, I see there are no questions and you people are liking this thing that doesn't really seem to make any sense to me at all, but hey, it doesn't matter. If it comes from my head I'm sure you'll like it.
I started this chapter at school on paper so there is a small plot here.
Hmm...seems I forgot to put a disclaimer in the last chapter. Well, you all know what the answer is no I DO NOT OWN HEY ARNOLD.
RECAP: Two unexpected people came into the picture after Arnold hears someone who sounds like Helga call his name. (Which it is Helga...but in the real world. In this fic, I'm just going to say that Arnold is stuck in a dream world or a...(thinking for a name)...Future dream World. He hears Helga in the real world but in the dream world it sounds tunneled and he's not sure who it really is. Which is where we are now.
Keep in mind that these 'two very unexpected people' to be coming into the picture have the control to go through Arnold's memories and replay them as a real life scene so they can actually be there but cannot be seen. So they're supposed to be in Arnold's subconscious.
Regular text= real life
Slanted text= Subconscious/dream
Enjoy!
Arnold's Dream/Subconscious:
As Arnold sat there baffled upon hearing his name and someone seeming to respond to him he quickly answered back before they were gone. "I-is someone there?! Can you please tell me where I am?!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. Almost suddenly, the darkness seemed to lighten up a bit and two very unexpected people showed up. It was his older self with that woman he always seemed to be with.
"Seemed like just yesterday." They both said in unison.
"How is this funny to you people?!" He yelled which startled them a bit. "My Grandma's in the hospital passed out and I'm stuck here when I should be in the hospital by her side. Instead I'm stuck here with you two. This doesn't make any sense at all! Who are you people, and why do I keep coming back to this...this...PLACE!" He finished almost out of breath.
The older Arnold and the mysterious woman with blonde hair looked at each other. Then the woman kneeled down in front of a depressed and confused looking Arnold and put a hand on his shoulder. "We know you have many questions for us, but trust me, it'll all make sense...wait, you still don't know who I am?" She asked surprised.
"No..." he trailed off, "I don't think so.." He managed unsurely.
"Wow, you must have hit your head or something. Oh wait nevermind, maybe it's just your young naïve self. Such a dense little Football Head." She said shaking her head chuckling.
As the older version of himself was in the background, he whispered to himself, "Wow, was I that dense?" He said thinking no would hear him. Unfortunately though...
"Oh, Arnold, Arnold, Arnold. I was surprised you didn't know I loved you after the FTi confession. I mean come on! Me, make up something like THAT!" She said gesturing to when they had just watched the flashback a few mere moments ago.
"I thought it was the heat of the moment! We were nine!" He said defensively.
Then it clicked in Arnold's mind that this was no longer a mysterious woman wandering around with his older self. It was the girl he knew every day of his life, the girl who had confessed that she loved him, the girl who picked on him on a daily basis, the girl who always called him names like that particular one. 'No...' He thought. 'This can't be. Is that really..'
"It's me, Helga." She simply said, while the other Arnold stood there on the verge of tears from his laughter, practically lying on the ground.
The younger Arnold couldn't believe it. She was...so...beautiful. The dirt from her appearance was gone and he could see the Helga he saw on a daily basis, but more mature looking. He felt dizzy again as if he were to pass out. He started to sway until both of the alternate people before him stood up and ran to him to prevent him from hitting the ground.
"Woah! Easy there, we wouldn't want you to give us brain damage now would we? The older Arnold had said.
"Yeah.." Chimed in Helga, "how many times did you hit that football head of yours anyway?" She asked. "You know I kinda wanna find out..." She said with a mischievous grin, thinking that if she watched him hit his head a couple of times, it would make her laugh. But little did she know just how much it would hurt her. She snapped her fingers and sure enough, there was P.S. 118 right in front of them.
"Helga.." The older Arnold protested.
"Just let her go..." Arnold sighed looking up to his older self and the exciting looking, Helga. It's funny, he looked much taller than Helga had been.
"What? Well, what are we waiting for?!" She yelled as she made a break for it, and ran through P.S 118's doors.
Arnold looked up to his 16- year old self. "It's been awhile since we've been in town.." He trailed off as they were now in the building that looked so familiar to him, walking down the halls.
Arnold was confused. "W-what do you mean?" He asked.
"Weeellll..." He said rubbing the back of his neck, although he went wide-eyed at the scene in front of them. They were now in class room, on the morning that Arnold blew up in front of the class.
"Harold you have no idea, none of you do! You all have parents, so you don't know what it feels like! My grandparents are all that I have left and when they're.. " he didn't even want to think about it having his grandmother in the hospital. As he was yelling there was an unusual wind, blowing papers all over the place and whipping the children's hair all around. He spoke lowly then, "and...and it's none of your business anyways" after he was done, the wind died down. The sixteen year old's looked at each other whilst Arnold had a shameful expression on his face. The older version of himself was about to say something but before he could, in the scene, Arnold had passed out onto the floor. Helga had a hand up to her mouth, though she was NOT laughing. "Hmm..it seems he's getting closer to figuring it out.." The older Arnold said. Arnold just stood there watching his class, as this is all he remembered before passing out.
In a flash, Mr. Simmons was on the move. He knelt down beside a disheveled looking Arnold, while the whole class moved in on him, with, of course the younger version of Helga in her seat. The sixteen year old girl moved next to her younger self. "Helga? Aren't you going to do something?!" She said hopefully to ring in the younger Helga's subconscious. Although, as she was saying this the younger version of herself had a pensive look on her face. As she was thinking Helga was brought out of her thoughts as Mr. Simmons called her over. Then she got up as Mr. Simmons made his way through the crowd and ran down the hall to get the nurse. The two sixteen year old's including a very shameful Arnold followed after her.
She knelt beside an unconscious Arnold while the class stared her down. "Take a picture it'll last longer!" She yelled at them. Then her face softened up as she looked to Arnold. "Please be okay." She whispered.
"That a girl." The sixteen year old girl smiled to her younger self.
The youngest boy with two sixteen year old's was speechless.
Suddenly enough, they were pulled to a scene where they were in the hallway, by the exit doors, with again another unconscious Arnold. "Mr. Simmons! Someone come quick! I think Arnold needs to go home! He passed out again!" She yelled.
"Helga, can we go back to the jungle now to fill the boy in on what he needs to do now?" The older Arnold asked her.
"Sure let me just..." But before she could flash out of the scene, they were brought to the present, where the younger version of them were in the nurses office.
"Helga!" Older Arnold yelled.
"I-I can't seem to get it to work." She struggled with her eyes closed. Then she opened them to see them both in the nurses office, with Arnold on the bed and Helga on the edge of the bed.
They both looked down to Arnold who just shrugged. They watched as Helga told him that he wasn't alone and told him that she loved him.
"Awwwwww! I was so cute back then! " the teenaged girl screamed.
Both Arnold's looked at each other.
Just then Arnold's grandpa walked in and young Helga sprung upwards as if she was just standing there.
"Thanks for watching over him uh..." Said Phil not knowing her name clearly.
"Helga, and you're welcome." She said sincerely.
"Right, well I guess we could try and wake him up.." He said walking towards his unconscious body.
"Well, I guess this is your cue. Since you got to know a little why you always come back to this dream, we'll cut you a little break." The teenagers looked down at him as they were fading out, with Helga leaning against the older Arnold.
"And remember, take care of Helga she's not as bad you think she is." He winked.
"Wait! What am I supposed to-" Arnold called after them but then they were gone and that was it. It turned black, then he felt someone grab his shoulders and gently shake him.
"Arnold...Shortman!" Called what sounded a lot like his grandpa's voice.
Back to real life:
"Shortman!" Yelled his Grandfather.
Arnold opened his eyes groggily and shielded his eyes from the bright light. "Huh..? Helga? Arnold? Come back, come back.." He said trying to get the two mysterious older versions of himself and Helga to come back, but instead he awoke to see his Grandfather and Helga looking at him very strangely. "Oh, uh... How long was I out?" He asked awkwardly.
Phil looked to Helga which lead Arnold to look at her as well. 'Huh?! It was real?! I actually saw them in my dream?!' He thought to himself.
"Uh...I think he was out for pretty much the whole day.." She looked to the clock. "Yeah it's almost time to go home already." She said her attitude changing from confused to happy quickly. "Sheesh, Football Head I thought you were never going to wake up!" Although in her mind it was true she just couldn't act like it. But she was also unaware that he had practically just seen her telling him that she loved him and that she wasn't alone.
"Oh, okay." He simply said, his mind flashing back to what he had just seen, then he thought of something. "Grandpa! How's grandma?! Is she okay?!" He practically screamed, startling both Helga and Phil.
"Uh...well...she is going to be in the hospital for awhile Shortman.." He said carefully as to not upset him though he added, " buuuuttt, on a lighter note they said she only passed out because of the loss of blood and they are
working on getting that blood back into her so don't worry. Let's get you home, you still look pale." He said.
"Okay, Grandpa..." He said looking downward. "But is it okay if we go to see her later?" He asked.
"Sure Shortman...but first you need your rest." Phil said to his grandson.
"Okay." 'Oh trust me Grandpa, I've had plenty of rest.' He thought.
Helga was watching this exchange between them and couldn't help but feel sorry for the both of them. "I'm sorry Arnold, and..." She looked to Phil.
"Just call me Phil." He winked at her.
"Okay, well I'm sorry Arnold and Phil." She said, rephrasing.
"It's okay, she might be out by next week or so." Said Phil.
"Yeah, and..uh...thanks Helga" came Arnold's voice awkwardly.
"Anything for you..I-I mean you're welcome Football Head, don't get to used to it though, bucko." She said. 'Calm down Helga ol' girl, he just said thank you, sheesh, you're such a basket case!' No it's okay just be yourself' said another voice in Helga's Subconscious. 'No I can't, then he'll know that I love him' She said back to the mysterious voice. 'Honey, he already knows trust me.' Said the matured voice. 'No!' She simply said, then turned back to Phil and Arnold.
"Okay Helga, whatever you say." Said Arnold, smiling.
"That's right whatever I say!" She said, "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go get the homework I missed." But as she said that, the bell rang and Mr. Simmons walked in.
"Here is the hom-" he stopped in his tracks upon seeing Arnold awake. "Oh, Arnold you're up! How great, here is the homework that you both missed." He said happily.
"Thanks ons" Arnold Said.
"Yeah, thanks." Helga said walking out of the room to go home.
In the Packard
The car ride to the boarding house was quiet and it was kind of peaceful, for Arnold that is. As the hours passed by, he kept thinking about the dream he had and was beginning to think that it was his subconscious trying to tell him something, but he tried to put that in the back of his mind as he did his homework.
Helga
Helga was sitting on her bed writing down the rest of her soliloquy as she yawned. She then put her book under her pillow, turned out the light and began re- thinking the day's events as she drifted off to sleep.
Arnold
He was laying in his bed thinking about all that had happened that day. he glanced over at the clock, seeing that it was now 9:00 p.m, he turned out the lights but stayed awake staring at the relaxing night sky through his glass skylight. He pictured the older version of himself and Helga worrying that he might get stuck in the dream and miss school yet again, but thought to himself, people might think he was crazy if they told him that he was stuck in a dream. As those thoughts blew over him, he soon found his eyelids become heavier and heavier…
A/N: Woah! Arnold and Helga falling asleep at the same time!? I don't think that's safe. Well, stay tuned for the next chapter. Let me know what you guys think! R&R!
-Rosey
