Helga stepped onto Gerald field, and every guys jaw visibly dropped, while the girls smiled. Helga literally stole the show, and all she did was walk to home base. She had a few loose strands of hair covering her face, but you could actually see her face now, which had such little make up on (only mascara). The boys looked at each other very sheepishly.
Harold began to crack up "HELGAS A GIRL! AHAHAHA! NOT SO TOUCH NOW ARE YOU HEL-GA! AHAHAHA!" Helga approached Harold with ease before pushing him down and placing her foot on his stomach "I might be pretty now but I can still beat the shit out of you pink boy." Helga smiled and walked back to home base while the rest of the kids snickered at the sight. Harold stood up and brushed himself off mumbling "Madame Fortress Mommy" under his breath.
"My Miss Helga, you sher look awful perty today." Stinky said as he stood at home base waiting for Harold to pitch. "Thanks Stink-o, but keep your eye on the ball." Harold had already thrown the pitch "Strike One!" Helga shouted throwing the ball back. Stinky hit the ball the second time and landed it in the outfield. He made it to second base before the ball had almost caught up to him. Next was Sheena, then Sid, Rhonda, Phoebe, and Lorenzo. Then the teams switched. Helga was first to bat and Arnold could only watch with anticipation at Helga. Sid, being at the Pitchers Mound, was staring at Helga and was nearly wacked in the face by the bat. Helga ran like hell to first, then second and to third before chancing it and making a B-Line for Home base! Arnold was helpless as he watched her slim/toned body run the bases with her long legs. Eugene had dropped the ball and when he finally managed to grab it he missed throwing it to home base, almost hitting Harold in the stands/dug out. "Home Run!" Sid shouted as Helga made it to home plate! Phoebe ran to hug Helga and congratulate her with water! Helga was smiling for the first time and Arnold was absolutely captivated by it.
They continued playing the game, and by 6 o'clock, the game ended with 6-9. Helga's team had won, and Arnold asked Helga and Phoebe if they would like to get some ice cream at Slaucens to celebrate their team's win. The girls were happy to agree, and grabbed their equipment before walking causally with the guys to the diner. The girls sat across from each other with Arnold and Gerald beside them respectively. They ordered their usual food and ate, talking about plans for the summer.
"I know when you fly up to Kentucky my dad is dragging us to some beach by the coast. Its somewhere I went when we were 9, Arnold's family showed up there for Spring Break with My family the same year, unintentionally of course," Helga said as she played with her ice cream with her spoon "but even though my dad swore that place off, Olga convinced him we go again, so while you're in Kentucky, I'll be at the beach while Olga shows off, my mom learns tango? and Bob gets sunburned before meeting some stupid client." Helga finished before eating a spoonful of ice cream.
"My family was also planning a trip to that beach this summer too, Gerald was planning on going to come with us. We were planning the week before the 4th of July." Arnold added, stealing a spoonful of Helga's ice cream that the girls were sharing.
"That's when my dad was planning because Olga is going to meet us there for the week. She's flying in around June 24. Are you staying at the same beach house?"
"Yeah, Grandpa likes it and so does my grandma."
Phoebe smiled and looked at her phone "Excuse me!" She said before going outside and calling her mom. Arnold excused himself to the bathroom.
"So Helga, the new look…" Gerald started
Helga rolled her eyes, but smiled so he knew she wasn't hostile "what about it hairboy?"
"You look so different now, it's just foreign is all. I guess I'm just used to the scowling and tough attitude."
"I can go back to being like that if you want" Helga threatened, knowing she honestly wouldn't but would still be her tough self.
"No, No, It's a good change. Plus you're not picking on Arnold anymore, or anyone- except Harold." Gerald laughed "Seriously though, what you did to him back there was golden!"
Helga smiled "Glad you enjoyed it, Gerald-o." Helga scooped another bit of ice cream into her mouth.
"So we're cool now?" Gerald asked with his fist out, as if a fist bump was an agreement handshake. Helga bumped his fist and smiled.
"I still can't believe you pulled off being Cecile." Gerald stated "Arnold was crazy about it for a while, and always brought Cecile up EVERY Valentines Day. Why didn't you just tell him?" Gerald said as he enjoyed his chocolate/vanilla swirl with nuts.
Helga had been prepared for this "I wanted to know what he thought of me, and I figured if I didn't look like me, but as someone else, then I could find out. It worked too. He told me I bugged him, but then he started liking Cecile me, but he had another date going on so I got mad and forgot I was undercover, then the real Cecile showed up out of nowhere and I ran off."
"You could've just asked him." Gerald licked his spoon
"No, because Arnold would have sugarcoated it the way he always does with his Arnold-Do Gooder-Ness, besides, that's not my style." Helga said nonchalantly.
"Hmm, I can see Arnold being nice about it so I'll give you that." Gerald had to admit he liked this honest side to Helga. It was nice to see her being kinder than usual, and actually able to openly talk to the cryptic Helga G. Pataki. "So what is your style then?"
"That, Hair Boy, is one of the many things you are better off not knowing about me." Helga said coolly while taking out her ponytail and allowing her hair to fall out into a straight down style. "Just like I will never understand how you get your hair to do that freakishly tall straight style!" They began heartedly laughing, and Gerald didn't feel insulted at all. He could get used to Helga being like this, since she was Phoebe's best friend after all.
Arnold watched the display from the bathroom hallway and was finding it hard to resist Helga. He was greatful to get to know her last night, and peek into the mystery that was Helga G. Pataki. She was also his friend now, and he was glad they could go out like this without having some weird scenario play out and him leaving covered in food or being insulted all evening. Helga's attitude had finally been figured out by him. She was sarcastic and tough, but it wasn't from a place of hate. It was a shield for her. He looked at his phone, it was now 7:15. Gerald had been wanting to talk to Phoebe, and Arnold prayed he would ask her out this time, but had heard the girls talking about a sleepover possibly tonight. Arnold decided to ask Helga to come over and watch a movie with him and talk, that sounded good, and if she was spending the night at Phoebe's, he would just walk Helga to Phoebe's with Gerald there, and Gerald could walk back to the boarding house with him for their sleepover. He watched Helga and Gerald laughing, enjoying the uncommon site. Arnold approached the table, which Phoebe had returned to seconds before him.
"So, it turns out I am able to sleepover at your house tonight Helga! Also, my mom and uncle got into a fight, so we wont be going to Kentucky for the 4th of July, and I am welcome to attend with your family if your father allows me!" Phoebe chirped happily.
"Uh, Phoebe, I was kinda hoping I could hangout with you alone for a bit tonight. Its been cool with Arnold and Helga, but I kinda want to spend some time with you, ya know?" Gerald said sheepishly with his hand rubbing the back of his head.
"You should go!" Helga chimed "I'll find something to do to kill time, go have fun!"
"Are you sure Helga? I mean, I would hate to abandon you alone for a few hours…" Phoebe sat nervously fidgeting her thumbs.
"Actually, I was wondering if Helga wanted to come hangout with me at the boarding house and watch a movie or something?" Arnold asked casually.
"Sure! See Phoebe, I'll be fine! Go hangout with Gerald. We can meet up later or something?" Helga insisted.
"How about we walk you girls back to Helga's house around 11? Gerald and I were gonna have a sleepover anyways at my house."
"Sounds like a plan. Go have fun Phoebe!" Helga insisted.
"Thank you, Helga!" Phoebe hugged her best friend.
They paid the bill and the couples split off their separate ways. Helga smiled, she was going to hangout with Arnold, alone!... WAIT! She was going to hangout with Arnold ALONE! Suddenly Helga began to panic internally, growing more nervous with each step.
To my committed readers: I feel bad for having a social life and not writing, so I'll indulge you with 2 chapters tonight. By The Way, I left on a cliff hanger on purpose! MWAHAHAHAHA!
I'll update again when I get a day off, or I feel like it. Got it, geekbait?