Things are not the way you dreamed
Chapter
Helga waited for the doctor to check on her, and while he told her all her readings were normal, and the shot barely touched any muscles or bones, she couldn't barely listen to him. Helga's eyes were heavy. She needed to rest, she couldn't because of the pain, but thankfully the morfine was starting to make its way to her system.
She fell into a deep dream, one full of prehistoric neanthertals everywhere. Combined with dinousaurs as pets and always a sunny weather. Most rich neanthertals lived in caves on high top mountains. She was one too. Lower rich families lived on caves that were bulit on ground. Arnold was too. But she didn't care.
Her brute inconsiderate of a father looked more like a gorilla fully grown of fur on its skin. That she did care to not end up being beat up by him any moment.
She was the same only her cranium was a little bit modified to fit the ambient, her language was translated to unreadable gibberish and grunts and murmurs, and her clothers were simply mamut, the most expensive there was in salt bags payment. Her feet were uncovered. She walked on the ground. Her cave shaped like room had a stone bed and had a handful library full of rock-books as she had a cincel and a hammer as pen on a rock shaped desk. She read her poem:
"Arnold. Me love oblong round head. Me want it for breakfast. -INSERT HEART SHAPE- Helga".
She took her poem and brought it to her chest, squeezing it until it broked in two. When she read those poems, she wasn't surprised at all to discover she was a cannibal. After all she was a descendant of huge bosses, like her grandfather, as they were the first to find out how good was to eat other people's flesh when it was hard to find any animals in a cold winter. They would invite lots of people, ten for a start, would do a strange ritual. eat them and they would only remain two or three, hopefully their limbs still intact. She also knew how to perform magical spells she learned from Miriam, who learned from her mother and so on. Miriam also knew how to stay sober from her coconut 'smoothies' in this timeline.
Last winter they ate Olga. That was good riddance. They loved her soooo much.
Helga felt twas a good thing they hated her own scrawny ass. They would remind her constantly of it but she would just shove it off because they would eat her too and she wanted to be alive.
Not that she cared, but the constant reminders sometimes made her somewhat depressed and needed of love.
One day her gorilla of a father screamed at her so much she just run out of the cave. She went behind some tree to hide and cry. She brought just her own boulder and the clothes she was dressed. She wanted to never to return to that cave.
"UGH - Helga?".
She looked up, and saw it. Her breakfast.
"Ar-Arnold?"
"Me Arnold. Yeah. Is Helga good?".
"Good. Peachy. What's to you bucko?"
"Helga want to be alone?".
She was surprised. "No! Idiot father blablabla Nowhere to go".
Arnold understood her gibberish and snorted. "If I was his size... uhhh... I stick this boulder of mine up his... head".
Helga understood and laughed. Arnold smiled an impossible grim. He offered her a hand, and she took it. They stared at each other. Those green eyes met her blue ones. He leaned closer to kiss her, but she instead smacked him with her own boulder, leaving him unconscious and in love for all eternity. She laughed as she took him from his corn hair from one side and loooked the bump emerging from it. She uncarelessly dragged him to another deserted cave.
The unconcious Arnold suddenly started screaming and squirming.
"Helga! Helga! Wake up!"
That's when she woke up startled. "Uh?!" She looked around to see she was still in her hospital bed, the cast on her leg, the pain of the stitches starting to hurt again. She was dressed in the custom hospital gown, only wearing panties. She also looked down to find Arnold trembling in a pleading position on the floor at the entry of the room and behind him was Lila clinging at him for dear life from one of his legs.
"Arnold what the fuck?! I need to sleep!" Helga screamed as she rubbed one eye then the other.
Arnold accepted, sweating. "I know, just this favor I have to ask you":
She raised an eyebrown. "And what is it?"
"I'M SICK OF THIS SHIT! COULD YOU TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME?!", he cried. "GO AWAY LILA! PLEASEE!", he screamed, but Lila won't bulge.
"I want you Arnold no matter what!", she said, sweating.
Helga snorted. It was obvious she was playing the cat and mouse game. 'I have an idea'. "Arnold, come here for a sec. You too you ever so annoying Lila".
Lila was taken by surprise. She stooped hugging Arnold, like as if she forgot he even existed. She got up and stepped closer to Helga as in a daze.
Arnold was suddenly impressed, but he decided to folllow and do as her girldfriend said.
"Arnold...", she sighed heavily. "I'm... pregnant".
A thunder of shock struck both Arnold and Lila.
"WHAT?!".
A/N: Please don't kill me. It's been years since I posted. I got a serious case of writers block followed by my computer is no more and stuff from work. Maybe slow updates. One per week.