On the day of their date, Helga decided to drive to the Sunset Arms while he still busied himself setting things up. Making a bold choice in her dress she soon was there. Parking out in the front she exited her vehicle to make her way up to his front door. Knocking on the door it was answered by him wearing a green shirt that certainly made his eyes stand out more.

"Hey Football Head." She greeted softly as she entered. Walking slowly past him all she could feel was his eyes following her form. "The food smells delicious. I can't wait to eat it."

Arnold couldn't believe how perfect she looked in that white dress. It made him think of finding a Justice of the Peace so they can rush off to get married. It had him worshipping her. "You look delicious." He was so hypnotized by her attire that he didn't realize truly what he said until his face grew red. Taking a glimpse of her face he noticed she was giggling away behind her hand. "You look perfect."

Getting closer to him, Helga kissed his lips. "I actually loved what you said in the first place."

Temptation rushed through him. "I uh thought to eat upstairs if you want."

A home cooked meal with him, Helga nodded her head. "Certainly Football Head."

"Do you mind carrying up the bottle for me?"

"I certainly don't." She replied while he led her into the kitchen.

Gerald continued to glance over at Phoebe sitting there with a menu in front of her. Since the moment he picked her up, and him driving them to the restaurant, he just couldn't take his eyes off her. She was dressed so demure. More demure than any girl he went out with who felt the need to advertise their assets. With Phoebe she was that quintessential girl next door. Beautiful hair, had those glasses on, and a feminine dress that was white and had little blue flowers here and there on it. He found himself unable to speak in a useful way. He made very small talk, but he was so tongue tied in her presence.

"I love what you're wearing. You look so sweet and so pretty." Gerald finally said it. Still he felt like it wasn't enough. He wanted to impress her. Wanted so many repeats with her.

Phoebe looked over to him wearing a purple dress shirt with black dress pants. "You look handsome, Gerald."

He smiled at that blush of hers. "Have you been here before?"

"No. Have you?" She assumed he came here on a date before.

"Yes and it was with my family. My dad actually wanted to celebrate my mom's birthday here. He wanted her to have a good time."

"And did she?"

"Yes. Please feel free in ordering anything you desire." Gerald hoped she had a healthy appetite.

Phoebe's eyes met with his own as she soon heard her mind calling out with thoughts she never entertained before. Blushing, she went back to the menu.

After eating, Helga stood up very slowly. "That was a very good meal."

Arnold watched her move slowly towards him. "Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Moving around the small table was easy enough so she had to take her time in performing a little dance for him while she lowered herself to sit in his lap. "You are spoiling me. Is this what you have in mind?"

He felt excitement pour through him while she placed her arms around his neck. "I plan to spoil you always."

It had been a long time ago she wouldn't mind the materialistic, now she craved for something that Brainy actually spoiled her with: Love and attention. "You are a great man. Now let us clear this up and continue our evening."

He couldn't believe how well she moved off him while she grabbed for the dishes. Raising himself up, Arnold also went for the remainder of the dishes. He'll bring her to his room if she didn't mind. He hoped that she didn't mind.

Nobody she went out with wanted to ever dance with her. Phoebe found herself being led to the dance floor at the restaurant they were still at. Looking up at his stature she tried to calculate how this could be done and not her looking like a ridiculous dwarf compared to him. She hoped he wouldn't place her on his feet like most parents did with their children. As she busied herself with how this will be, Phoebe found herself gracefully being turned towards him more. She stood there breathless. His hand held hers gently, she found herself reaching eye level with his chest. With his other hand it felt so sensual the way his hand brushed up her neck to help guide her chin up so she can meet his gaze. Phoebe felt at a loss for words while that hand left her chin to slowly make its way behind her back. She couldn't speak as they started to sway to the music. While she wasn't a virgin for some time, Phoebe felt she experienced her preview with this man.

"I'm having a great time with you." Gerald told her.

Her mouth opened up but the loss of words continued. Phoebe felt her heart was making up the music instead. She really hoped this wasn't a figment of her imagination.

Helga would occasionally look up from her position on the couch to continue to stare up in awe. Never had she seen such a glorious skylight. He must of been considered the only one with the coolest bedroom growing up. Feeling his lips kiss her neck she closed her eyes. Helga wanted him. She really wanted to share herself.

"Arnold, you keep spoiling me."

Hearing her softened but heady voice, he kissed her up her neck. "I want to spoil you." He wanted to marry her. Wanted to ask her how many more kids would she want. If she wanted a fleet of them he'll do it to keep her happy.

She sighed softly as his hand went down to touch her. She won't stop him as they continued to touch.

Kissing down her body even in her clothes still, Arnold was becoming more excited by the second. Feeling her move him away he wondered if she was insulted. Wondered if she had second thoughts as she moved off his couch to stand up. Arnold moved his mouth to speak but paused when he spotted her unzipping the back of her dress. He sat there transfixed while watching his Goddess expose herself. Watched at how she slid her dress off before kicking it away. From the back she was beautiful till he saw her move around to show him all of her perfection. Helga is definitely in shape. More in shape than any girl he had known in his past and even present. She looked like she never had a child in her life at how perfectly in shape she is. Rising himself up he begun to do the same thing.

Helga stood silently watching him removing his clothes. She felt her mouth go dry and knew her breathing increased at seeing how in shape he is. Seeing him now in his underwear she smiled as her eyes traced his happy trails to guide her to where one of his pleasure spots is. "Wow."

"You are a Goddess." He loved how her eyes went back to him. "I love you, Helga." He prayed she felt the same as him.

Her lips curled up to bring her up to almost grinning fully. "I love you too, Arnold."

They both went into the others arms as passion overtook them. Their kiss was more heated and more passionate. They assumed that it was them holding back previously in previous kisses till they unlocked the three words to bring them crashing into his bed. They were ready as they undressed fully. They paused long enough to take in one another again. Lowering his head down he kissed her chest. His dreams of having her as his wife renewed at such a fevered pace as they begun to make love.

Gerald and Phoebe were still having their quiet time out as they found themselves in the park again. Both were in pleasant good moods as they remained holding hands.

"I want to ask you out again if that isn't so bold." Gerald had them pause on the bridge. "I have had a great time with you."

Phoebe held her typical sweet smile. "The same with me. I would enjoy another outing with you. When do you believe you would like it?"

There was the reason why he wanted to keep coming back to her. How different she is. "Next weekend will be ideal." He didn't ask for a kiss with her, Gerald was guided by instinct while he lowered himself to place a gentle kiss on her. It felt so nice that he had to repeat himself again.

Blushing at the height of her excitement, Phoebe turned herself away to press herself against the railing. Phoebe didn't want to appear too eager even as she spoke with her usual pleasantness. "I would most enjoy that, Gerald."

Coming closer, Gerald leaned against the railing as well as his hand went down to place against her side. He knew that this is the relationship that will stick for him. The girl is grounded, old fashioned, and incredibly hot in appearance as well as mind. He just felt it inside of him.

In the morning, Helga forgot where she was till she felt the brightness of the room take shape. Her eyes guided her around enjoying that in spite of the openness of this room with that massive skylight, it was really cozy. Moaning in contentment she giggled at, Arnold. His lips kissing her cheek then shoulder. "Morning."

He wasn't dreaming. They spent a magical night together. "Morning. My girlfriend looks amazing as always."

"Rose colored goggles you have there." She joked even as he lowered his lips under the covers. She snickered at the feeling once more as giddiness took over again.

Rising his head up to kiss her cheek again, Arnold needed to ask. "When are you picking up Hailie?"

"About two." Kissing him on the mouth she felt herself wanting to go again, but felt the short lived effect when she heard someone rushing through his door prompting her and his attention towards the woman called, Rhonda.

Rhonda stood there wearing her latest Caprini outfit. She wanted to make the best possible scene in something to die for. Rhonda wanted this sham artist out of his life. Her skirt was asymmetrical just to hope that it would help entice Arnold to her. "I knew it!" Tears and anger were mixing in pretty well.

Arnold raised himself up slightly to take her in. Is she really resorting to this now? "Rhonda get out of here."

Rhonda ignored him. "What about me?! I thought I was the only one in your life. Why are you with her?" She waved her hand over Helga with disgust. "Why are you with this tramp?"

Anger flooded through him. "Enough! Get out of here now, Rhonda!"

"What is happening?" While Helga's voice sounded calm it truly wasn't.

Rhonda took a few steps forward. "We have been together all this time. I knew he was sucked in by you, but even I tried to ignore it. You already faked your husbands death."

"Rhonda!" Arnold raised his voice.

Helga narrowed her eyes at Rhonda. This girl was this desperate to do this in order to get with Arnold? "Arnold?" Her voice was a bit softer there in a way that had Arnold thinking she believed Rhonda over him. As for Rhonda, she thought she was winning. What was going through Helga's mind was something she'll tell Arnold alone.

"Leave this room now, Rhonda!" Arnold shouted.

"Fine! This isn't over between us Arnold. We belong together." Rhonda turned around in a fake huff as she went downstairs again with a huge triumphant smile on her face.

Getting off the bed, Arnold grabbed for his pants and shirt to rush off after Rhonda to talk to her. As he left Helga alone she got off the bed to place her own clothes off. Calmly she put her underwear and dress on.

Arnold rushed down the stairs to hear the door slam shut in the front. Taking the stairs and jumping off towards the end, he flung open the front door to find Rhonda's car speeding off. Clenching his jaw he went back upstairs to hear Ernie say that Rhonda ignored him as she rushed upstairs. Arnold wasn't angry at Ernie. He was angry at Rhonda. Running upstairs he found Helga placing her purse on her shoulder as she fished out her keys.

"Helga let me talk to you about this."

Helga knew he was innocent here. "As a single mother who has enough drama in her life what with a psycho father constantly wanting to make my life a living hell. I have to deal with bills and making rent while placing food on my table for my daughter. I have people who blame me for their son's death while making believe he is alive. Single parents want as less of drama in their lives as possible. They can't deal with this cartoon, high school, type of drama. I need to take off." Pushing past him, she descended his stairs while rushing to the next flight of stairs.

Arnold was following after her. "I know. I really do understand, Helga."

Heading down the next flight she reached the bottom step when he stopped her. "This isn't through. I just need you to take care of this. I don't care how. No, scratch that, I do care how."

Getting to the floor, Arnold looked up towards her. "I will. You and Hailie mean so much to me in the amount of time I've known you. I will handle this." Hearing the door open up, Arnold spotted his parents coming in shocking him. "Mom? Dad?"

Stella grinned at her son as she approached him to kiss his cheek. "Of course it is. We wanted to surprise you." Looking up to spot Helga, Stella had a feeling that this was the girl he bragged about a month ago. "Hello, my name is Stella and this is my husband Miles. We are Arnold's parents. You must be Helga. He brags about you."

Helga knew where Arnold got his good looks and his two different smiles as they beamed up at her. She hated to feel rude but she needed to leave. "It was really nice to finally meet you, but I do need to go off to pick up my daughter."

Miles placed his hand on his wife and his son. "Understandable. We hope to have dinner with you one day."

Helga would really love that actually. "Sure." Their son still needed to handle the mess that barged into his room though. "I hope soon. Right now I really need to be off. I don't want to be rude."

"No, dear. You are a good mother to think about your child. We will get together soon." Stella told her. "Good bye for now."

Helga almost broke down. "Good bye for now." Smiling a bit she left through the front door not realizing Arnold was behind her till she reached her car.

"Helga I will handle this."

"I hope so because I meant what I said to you last night." Glancing up to the boarding house she had to add, "Your parents seem pretty cool. You are so lucky."

Arnold saw the added hurt. Helga wished she could of had that in her own life for herself and her daughter. It stung. "I love you."

Taking a step closer to him, Helga kissed his cheek. "I love you too." Turning away, Helga went inside her car to leave.

Now he'll have a little talk with his parents before heading over to Rhonda's house to have an all out with her. This will be the last time she'll pull another stunt like this or any other with him.

A/N: I really need to remind some people that there is nothing going on between Rhonda and Arnold. Helga isn't a liar. Single parents want to deal with as less drama as they possibly can get. While it is the same with non-single parents, single parents have a boat load more since they are doing it all alone. Rhonda was trying to get Helga to break up with Arnold. Helga trusts Arnold so I also want to put that out there. I don't think Rhonda is a bad character, but her and Arnold are something I can never see as a couple. I think this will be the only story I'll write of her in this way: As the bad girl.

Showtime between Arnold and Rhonda next chapter.