Hi again, this is my second story here. My first is a Naruto fanfic, but I'm not sure where I want to go with it, so I thought I'd write about something more familiar to get the creative juices flowing.
Hey Arnold! is an absolute favorite of mine and in light of the holidays, I'm writing a Christmas one.
Hope you all enjoy!
(Disclaimer: I'll only do this once, for the sake of doing. I don't own HA. You all already know that.)
A Hey Arnold Christmas
The soft light of street lamps illuminated the city, casting a warm glow upon the snowy streets. Twinkling snow flakes danced in the indigo sky, falling upon frozen earth, covering all in a blanket of opal glitter.
The sound of carols sounded softly from the radio inside the taxi. A young blond woman sat to one side of the cushion seat, her arm leaning tiredly upon the window side. She slowly lifted a gloved hand and proceeded to wipe away the fog from the glass in a vain attempt to see outside.
There was Mrs. Vitello's flower shop. A large window displayed a charming array of red and white poinsettias. The front sign was flipped to the word close. A Merry Christmas sign hung above. She smiled to herself, admiring the passing buildings. Mr. Green's Meat's shop was another familiar staple in this small town of Hillwood. He had definitely out done himself this year. Large garlands with enormous ruby bows draped loosely about the outside, painted snow flakes gracing the windows. In the center of the door hung a bulky wreath, complete with pine cones, chickadees and gold ribbon.
Slowing, the taxi reached its destination and the young woman opened her door. She breathed in the frosty air, the same small smile upon her mouth. Taking out several pieces of luggage, she handed him several bills and told him to keep the change. He smiled at her warmly, and wishes her a Merry Christmas.
"Merry Christmas to you, too." She smiled back at him, and turned towards the house. Multi-colored bulbous lights were strung neatly about, giving the house a gingerbread appearance. The Christmas tree could be seen from outside, glowing brightly, surrounded by a small mountain of presents. The woman suddenly realized she had been holding her breath. Exhaling slowly, she walked up the steps and rang the door bell.
"Helga, you're home!"
Thanks for reading. Comments are great gifts for holidays, so you know what to do!