Another little drabble. This one takes you into the deepest part of Arnold's mind and teaches you a little bit about his less dense part...his subconcious. The only part of him that knows the truth.

'Sup. I am Arnold's Subconcious, but you can call me Sub.

And I'm here to talk to all of you about a very...'delicate' subject, one that seems to come up a lot.

And there's only one word to describe it...

...Helga.

Yes, I know that our dear football head hasn't made any inclination towards weither or not he loves Helga. But I know the truth.

I know EVERYTHING! And I've sent him many subtile hints to help him to know...not that he ever listens.

I was the only thing in this dense little brain that saw a certain PINK emotion running amuck in here, just WAITING to be heard. So to help it out, I sent him the first message... the Arnie dream.

But, clueless as he is, the little bugger didn't pick up on the hint. Hilda...Helga... only TWO letters apart and he didn't know (although, I did impulse him into hugging her!). He fell in love with the true Helga, the one she hides, even though that's the Helga I only pick up on.

And then I sent him the Married dream. Guilty as charged...that was all my doing! And the whole Helga admitting her true feelings (thanks to the not-so-little pink emotion) that was just me inclining him towards the dream.

And then... the dang alarm went off.

So, yup. I'm the Cupid that is TRYING so hard to bring him closer to the truth, to his destiny.

I was the one that told him to keep Cecile's red shoe, I knew he'd need it after he finds out who it truly was. (Helga!) Oh, by the way, he also fell in love with THAT side of Helga too!

I was responsible for the long questionaire that he gave Helga on the FTi rooftop (kid wanted...no BEGGED me to stop. Haha, no dice!). I was responsible for that heated tango on the night of the April Fool's day dance!

So maybe he'll start to see the reality of things. HOPEFULLY, he will start to make the connection between Hilda...and Cecile...and Helga. And learn that they ALL have that spark in them that he adores...

BUT not yet. That connection hasn't clicked. And so here I sit with my dear pink friend (call her LOVE) and we wait. Wait for the day where he look's into the eyes of his beloved, into those deep blue eyes and notices how much he loves her.

And we'll be here, to record it all!

Okay, so I guess that Sub summed it all up for you.

Peace, Love and Blue Caps for all!