CHAPTER 11: EPILOGUE

Author's Note: Here's the epilogue guys! I want to apologize for taking so long to write this epilogue. I had some things going on and lost inspiration to write this chapter. (Lots and lots of brain farts and writer's block) Thanks to all of you who left reviews, requests, comments, and just for being awesome Hey Arnold! fans! :)

Arnold took hold of Helga's hand in his as they both exited the house. Arnold took in a deep breath of fresh air. Somehow the world seem different, the sun shone brighter, and Helga's hand seemed even more delicate.

"What is it?" Helga asked him noticing him looking at her hand.

"It's just…this FEELS different," Arnold replied holding up their interlocked hands.

"Different? Different how?"

"I mean…it feels right."

Helga gave her signature lovesick sigh, and this time she didn't let go of his hand like she normally did. Arnold blushed as the two began walking down the sidewalk. Even though his hand was began to sweat he still didn't want to let go. Helga G. Pataki was little a puzzle. A puzzle that he had begun putting the pieces together. He was right all along. Deep down she was a nice, sensitive, caring person. A person who only wanted love and acceptance. A person who wore a tough smile instead of a loving one. A person who…loved him. Even though he was only 10 years old, Arnold knew that as he grew older maybe he would better understand the true definition of love. For now though, the word love meant an unconditional bond and affection for another person. And that's a pretty astute definition for a fourth-grader.

Helga can probably explain "love" better than I can. Arnold thought. She has felt nothing but love for me ever since that rainy day at preschool. One day, I just hope I can love her the way that she has shown her love for me. I mean saving my parents? That's comes from a pure heart.

"Arnold?" Helga asked waking him from his thoughts.

"Yeah?"

Helga let go of his hand. What was wrong? Did he do something wrong? The next thing Arnold knew was that he felt Helga's hand hit his forehead.

"Last one to Slausen's pays the bill football head," Helga said sprinting down the street.

"You're on Helga!"

Arnold followed suit and began running to try and catch up to her. She pulls a prank just when he finally was beginning to understand her. Well…maybe not all of her…if he knew everything about her what fun would that be?

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