Same dream?
A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I had too much freaking homework! Agh!
10th grade sucks. ANYWHO, no worries I'm back with another juicy chapter...or not... Hmm...idk you'll just have to read to find out. ;)
Now, I've just realized there were so many mistakes in the last chapter, but it's okay. I hope you guys understood what was happening there though. We'll just leave em' behind, their in the past now.. Okay well I'm sitting here gritting my teeth because I'm pretty P'd off. I guess I got my writing back after freakin' flipping out...y'know punching things n' crap. Lol. Writers block...GONE!
Ha! You think you can bring me down Block?! Too freakin' bad! I'm back and ready to punch you outta my way, bucko! :)
All right onto the chappie now. In this chapter, you may want to pay attention closely to the details. Also, there is supposed to be some useful information as well.
One more thing!
Recap: In the Last chapter, Arnold and Helga woke up in the same dream, trying to figure out where they were, they bumped into each other. They found out that they were both in the same mysterious dream and decided to try and figure out where they were. So after a couple of minutes, the darkness faded away and they seemed to be in some sort of temple or small house. After awhile of rummaging through pictures on the wall, they found two familiar ones. Then their two teenage alternates come into the picture and tell them that they need to fill them in on things, which is where we are now.
P.s I'm going to start writing in Point Of View, because I heard its more fun. Lol.
-peace-
-Helga/Arnold Subconsciousness-
The teenage boy sighed as he sat down on the couch, rubbing his temples.
"This isn't going to be easy.." Said the frustrated teen.
Their alternates were standing in the center of the room in front of the bamboo couch. Arnold looked to Helga which she returned with a just as confused look as his.
The 16 year old girl then sat down beside him and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I-it's okay Football-head, he needs to know this, in order to control it." She said the last part in a monotone.
"I need to know what?" Questioned the 9-year old.
The 9 year old Helga looked at the both of them sitting on the couch deep in thought of what was most likely supposed to be her beloved's parents' home.
The teen boy got up from his seat and started pacing around the room, he was deep in thought while the others could feel the tension. Then something in his mind came to a conclusion on how he would tell him. He stood up as straight as a stick, with balled up fists, and his eyes closed tightly, in the center of the room.
As soon as the older Helga realized what he was going to do she quickly grabbed the 2 children by gripping their arms tightly and pulling them under a lab table that held medicines on the top of it.
"Hey! Watch it, Bucko!" Said the younger Helga.
"Trust me, you'll understand why in a moment." She replied back to her younger self.
"What is he-" the nine year old boy asked only to be cut off as the wind started to howl around the room and picked up every moment he blinked. He watched as his older self raised his hands in the air slowly, which caused it to exasperate. Then he could see the wonderful aroma of beautiful colors swirl around the room, and he was forced to close his eyes because of the wind. He then saw a million flashbacks run through his head. Suddenly though, his older self opened his eyes and dropped his hands to his sides and everything halted and turned black.
They all stood in yet, another dark and mysterious place, which he was most likely going to be transported to another flashback of his and he was right as they were now in the living room of the boarding house.
"This-this is what I need to tell you before it's too late." Said the older him.
"What?" He asked looking worried. Before he could say anymore he saw himself run into the living room with a eager looking face. He had the journal in hand and his Grandpa in tow. Then his grandma came in and she was holding a platter of sandwhiches. Suddenly it skipped to the part where his grandfather was talking about how he was born.
"Do you remember when Grandpa read the Journal to us?" He asked the nine year old.
"Yes." He simply said.
" And do you remember when he said that you were born during a volcanic eruption?"
"Yeah, but I don't see how any of this has to do wi~" he was cut off by his older self.
"When we were born, we silenced all of nature. From the volcano to the howling of the animals. We controlled it, Arnold." He said looking down to him.
"Why do I need to know this so badly?" He asked.
"Because, your going to need this information in the future when you rescue your parents." He blurted out.
"Wait- I'm going to rescue my parents?" He said exaggerating himself.
That's when the older Helga popped in. "Of course, not without me!" She squealed hugging his older self tightly.
"Wait-I'm confused-" the frustrated nine year old boy said holding his head in his hands.
"Okay, Arnold we know that you are surprised but-" the older Helga said only to be interrupted by her nine year old existence.
"You're darn tootin'! I get to help my beloved save his parents!?" She said in an airy voice only to realize that they were all staring at her, then she slapped herself in the face and went back to her usual self. "I-I mean, really? I have to help this loser out?"
The older version of herself walked up in front of her and knelt down on one knee to her height. "Helga, sweetie. You don't need to hide these feelings anymore. I mean, come on ol' girl! You already confessed to him not too long ago in the real world, and not to mention the nurses office." She said the last part so that only she could hear.
The nine year old blushed.
" Ahem..Anyway Helga." Said the Alternate Arnold jerking his head to his younger self. "We need to tell you this now so that you can keep it in control in the real world. But if you don't horrible things... can...or will happen." He said hesitating.
The nine year old was speechless. By being born in a volcanic eruption, and silencing nature, he never thought that he'd actually be able to control it. He never took it as such a big deal.
"Now, that that's out of the way, I need to tell you one more thing.."
"What is it?" He asked cautiously.
"Stay true to yourself. You don't always have to hide how you feel and keep it bottled up inside, because when your feeling upset and you keep it inside, it only makes things worse for yourself. If your having trouble feel free to vent to a friend, like uh, Gerald. " He said advisingly and nervously.
"Ahem." The older Helga cleared her throat, giving him the 'uh, hello standing right here' look.
"Oh, yeah or Helga." He smiled at the giddy looking nine year old girl with her hands behind her back, still blushing.
Arnold was surprised by the information that his Subconcious was telling him and replied with a simple, "Uh...o-okay."
"And remember every time that you give advice, don't be afraid to give yourself some every once in a while. You need to stop worrying about others and start caring for yourself more. Now, that that's all said and done I think you guys need to wake up now. Causeyourlateforschool." He said the last part without any hesitation at all, with the words smashed together and so very loudly and suddenly that Arnold and Helga both in their respective homes shot up from their beds with a cold sweat and heavy breathing as if they were holding their breaths.
~The real world~
~Arnold's POV~
'What was that all about? Why was Helga in my dream, why was I in San Lorenzo and SINCE WHEN CAN I CONTROL THE WEATHER?!' These thoughts were ringing throughout my mind.
I looked at the clock and it was already 9:00. "Oh no! School started an hour ago!" I rummaged through my clothes threw something on, grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs. I stood in the doorway of the kitchen and stepped in to see nobody there. "Hmm...Grandpa must have went to the hospital to see grand- WAIT! THE HOSPITAL! I need to go see how she's doing before I go to school!" I ran out the door and down the sidewalk only to collide again with another being. It was Helga...she looked so pretty and also as if she was angry, or something.
~Helga's POV~
I woke up in my pink bed, sadly no longer in the wonderful/ weirdest dream that I ever had. It was not a normal dream. It felt as if it was real. Like all the information that the two teenagers of ourselves was real. Like we were supposed to know it and not only that but Arnold's responses were real as if you'd ask him if he was in love with me, then he'd blush and not come out with it, like all of my other fantasies and dreams. "Hmm...oh well." I said brushing it off like it was nothing. But I didn't feel like myself today, I felt like I needed to be softer for some reason towards Arnold because of what my older self told me in that strange dream. So I decided to take out my pigtails and let my golden hair fall to my shoulders and get dressed in my usual pink jumper. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided to have a pep talk with myself. "Okay, Helga ol' girl, you can do this, I mean he does already know your deepest darkest secret. What does it matter if he knows that you were Cecile?" She then covered her mouth as if she was in shock. "WHAT AM I DOING?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?! I can't just walk up to him and have him find out! That would be completely embarrassing!" I decided to try and put my pigtails back up but my hands just couldn't bring to do it. I kept feeling this force pulling my hands back and a whisper in the back of my head, which sounded like,'No! You have to keep it this way!' Suddenly my head turned towards the clock and it read 9:00 am. I was an hour late for school! I made my way down the stairs and past the living room where Bob was watching his tv and past Miriam who was passed out on the counter in the kitchen. I ran down the sidewalk, mad because Miriam and Bob didn't wake me up in time for the bus. As I was running down the sidewalk I collided into something hard, which forced me to fall to the ground, in a mess of books and papers.
-Arnold/Helga Perspective-
"Watch where you're going Geek-bait!" Helga yelled, then she realized it was Arnold. "Arnold?" She said in her girlish voice. After she noticed that she was forming into her true inner self she slapped a hand across her face.
"Oh, sorry Helga. I'm in a hurry. I missed the bus and I really need to get to the hospital before I go to school." He said in a rush.
"Oh yeah? Why?" She spat out.
He looked at her with an I-know-you-know look."I need to go see my grandma." His head turned downwards.
"Oh, yeah...right..." There was an awkward silence. "Well, I'd better be getting to school. Bob and Miriam forgot to wake me up this morning! Criminy."
"Yeah, Grandpa had to leave early to get to the hospital with Grandma this morning. So I kinda slept in." He laughed sheepishly.
"Okay, well good luck. And...uh... I-I hope your Grandma gets..better?" Helga said, more like a question rather than a statement.
"Thanks Helga." He stood for a moment, thinking while Helga was about to walk away. "Um...Helga?"
"Whataya want? I've gotta get to school."
"I know but...do you want to maybe-I mean if you want to...uh..walk with me?"
"To the hospital?" She asked.
"Yeah. After I see my Grandma we can go to school. But I just have to see her, I have to know that she's okay."
Helga, being really out of her character replied with a, "Sure, Arnold." and smiled. Afterwards, She looked around to see if anyone she knew was around and thought that it was okay to bring the guards down from around her heart to act like herself. That and there was a pesky voice in the back of her mind, sort of like that girl in her dream, telling her to go forth. It kept saying, 'Go with him! He needs you!' and so she decided to do as the voice said, hoping against hope that it wouldn't be awkward.
Arnold was happy that she was going with him. He didn't know why but the simplest things like, Helga walking with him to the hospital, made him happy. Hmm... Probably because he's been so sad all week. Another odd reason was that he was happy it was Helga that was going with him, somewhere in his heart he felt it racing when she said that she would go with him, but he didn't notice it. There was a voice in the back of his head telling him to take it easy on her, which sounded exactly like his teenage self in the strange dream he has been having. 'WHAT DOES IT MEAN!' He told himself throughout his mind constantly. Soon, he was brought out of those thoughts by Helga.
"Uh...Helllooooo!" Helga, who had been waving her hand in front of him for the past three minutes, trying to get his attention. "Is anybody in there!? Don't tell me you're going to pass out again, Football Head."
"Um...no sorry Helga. I was jus-" Should I tell her about the dream?' Then the mysterious voice in the back of his head spoke up. 'Yes, she already knows!' He replied with a 'how does Helga know about that dream?' Then the voice again, ' maybe you should ask her!'. "I was just thinking about a weird dream I had..."
"Oh...I had a weird dream too." She said with her head hung low as she kicked a rock on the sidewalk.
He knew this was going to be awkward, but he decided to ask her anyway.
"Was I by any chance in this dream with you?"
'oooohhhh, my darling! You are always in my dreams!' She thought. "Uh...yeah...you were." There was a pause.
'Oh no this can't be happening! She had the Same dream as me?!' He screamed in his mind. He decided to press her on for more questions.
"W-was there..um..an older version of your self and an older one of me as well?" He gulped.
She didn't like where this was going. "Y-yeah there was. Okay, this is scary..."
"Tell me about it! It's been on my mind all day!" He said as they were nearing the hospital.
"O-okay, well..tr-try not to think about it. I mean, it probably won't happen again..it was only a dream."
"I know but I have been having this same dream over and over again! I keep getting stuck In it! It's not normal Helga!" He yelled grasping his backpack harder.
"Football Head, calm down! It's gonna be fine. Maybe it's a sign?" She said hopeful that he would calm down, because, if what she learned from that dream was real, things would get ugly real quick.
"Yeah, a sign that repeats all of the bad things that has happened to you in the past! The horrible things that make you depressed each day of your life! Something that you have to cover up every single day with a fake smile..."
He started grabbing his hair and tears slid down his cheeks.
If Helga would've been broken up by a boyfriend if she had one, this definitely broke her heart even more than anything, watching her beloved falling apart right there, right now...
A/N: Good chapter huh? I liked it. Anyway, sorry again for the wait. There will be more chapters to come so hang in there! I thought this would be a great place to stop because the story is supposed to be suspenseful. So yeah, there's a lot of that to come as well! Well, see ya in the funny papers, ya dork wads!
~Helga
Whoops did I say Helga? I meant
~Rosy
Y-yeah that's better! *Sheepishly smiles*. ^^
