Chapter four: The date begins
Arnold looked at his watch. Five o'clock. As he rang the doorbell thoughts crossed his mind. What if she doesn't show up? What if she expects too much from me? What if her Dad beats me up when he opens this door?
The door opened and as expected "Big Bob" Pataki stood in the door way.
"Hello Alfred, come on in boy." Big Bob stated in his big strong voice. Arnold was relieved that Big Bob didn't beat him to a bloody pulp. Then Big Bob turned around to look at him with his usual stern face. Maybe I spoke to soon. Arnold thought.
"Alright boy I'm going to lay down some ground rules and you are to follow them. You got it?"
"Yes sir." Arnold began to shake a little.
"First of all I want MY girl back by eleven o'clock. Not a minute later. Second I don't want you to talk to anyone you don't trust with your life. And lastly if I even hear a hint from Helga that you were mean to her I'll be on you like a dog on bacon. You got all that."
"Yes sir."
"Alright you two have fun and take care of my girl."
"Yes sir."
"Arnold?" A voice said from the top of the stair case.
"Helga?" Arnold said as Helga walked down the stairs wearing a pink dress with a white belt. Her hair was down with her pink bow in its usual spot, and Arnold noticed she was wearing makeup.
"You look wonderful." He found himself saying. Helga started to blush at his comment.
"You don't look bad yourself." Commented Helga. She was lying of course. She thought he looked so handsome in his tux.
"I have reservations at Chez Paris."
"Great let's go foot-ball head."