Rays of sunlight began to pierce through Helga's window, moving their way around her curtain and shining into her face. She wiped the sleep from her eyes and excitement began to fill her mind. Helga ran into the bathroom to brush her teeth and get ready for the day. When she turned to leave the room, she saw Olga, still in her nightgown. The two shared a silent smile as Helga walked out and Olga came in. Helga saw that Olga was already beginning to move her cosmetics around and put out the hues that she wanted.
Helga sighed. These behaviors of Olga's still annoyed her. They were going to a wrestling show, not an opera! Criminy. She hoped this wouldn't take long, or interfere with anything she needed to do. She saw that when Olga was finished brushing her teeth, she began to spread a gel on her face, to moisturize and cleanse her skin. Criminy again. This could take long. With another sigh, Helga went back to her room, got dressed, went downstairs, sat on the couch and waited.
She heard two sets of footsteps coming downstairs and saw Bob and Miriam still in their nightclothes.
"You're up early Helga." Miriam remarked quietly and somewhat curiously.
"Why are you out of your room?" Bob frowned, interrupting Miriam.
"Aw B, she can't just stay in her room forever..." Miriam trailed tiredly.
"But it isn't forever Miriam, it's until she goes back to that school of hers. The girl needs to be punished for what she's done to me!"
Helga growled but the doorbell interrupted her thoughts.
"Aw criminy who could this be?" Bob grunted and looked outside. He was surprised but looked pleased and opened the door.
Louis stepped in, and Helga breathed an immense sigh of relief.
"Loumeister!" Bob grinned. "Good to see ya gain!"
"How you guys doing?" He asked as he took off his sunglasses . "Hopefully I didn't disturb you."
"No, no, everything's fine." Bob assured. "I've started some online sales too!" He informed.
"Olga's still in the bathroom getting ready." Miriam informed.
"I expected as much, Misses Pataki." He answered and turned his head toward Helga. He smiled at her and moved over to the couch to sit beside her. Bob and Miriam retreated into the kitchen. "You look like you got ready fast."
"Unlike Olga. She'll probably be in there for hours." Helga replied.
"Hey now, she wants to look good for me. I appreciate that." He grinned.
Helga crossed her arms and looked up.
"Good things come to those who wait." He chuckled at her impatience.
"...So...it's gonna be Gargoyle vs The Headhunter for the title tonight..." Helga said somewhat nervously. "...Who do you think's gonna win...?"
"Headhunter. It's his time." Louis responded. "Gargoyle's been so dominant as champ that they're gonna set up the perfect way to change the title and create a new star."
"Uh, yeah, I think so too..." She twiddled her thumbs.
"But I must say the ladder match between Hawkeye and Metalhead is the one I'm really looking forward to."
"Oh yeah!" Helga suddenly sprang up. "Me too! That's definitely gonna be the match to see!"
Louis looked down at her somewhat teasingly. Helga blushed and Louis laughed, causing her to smile.
"So when did you start to watch Wrestle-Mania anyway?" She asked.
"Ah, I just remember watching it with Henry when we were kids, and then contrary to what they tell you but little boys will never, ever listen to, Henry and I would go out back and do some backyard wrestling and he'd beat the crap out of me." He was laughing. "Then we'd go back and do the same thing next week. Aw man, I was such a wimp. Henry was always stronger than me. Good thing he got me into that gym later on in life. He'd still beat the crap out of me though, even if he wasn't a SEAL." Louis was still laughing.
Helga twiddled her thumbs again nervously.
"Aw. I know it might have hurt not to have had a relationship like that. But you've got Olga now, and me too."
Helga smiled up at him and then the two heard soft footsteps coming down the stairs. They turned to see Olga with a soft look on her face, wearing a casual, but also elegant dress and stockings.
"Criminy Olga it took you long enough! Look at you."
"Indeed." Louis smiled flirtatiously, which caused Helga to scoff and roll her eyes.
Olga ran over to embrace Louis and he gathered her in his arms with a laugh.
"I missed you." She sighed and kissed him repeatedly.
"C'mon now Olga, we need to go." He teased. "Helga, let's go."
She got up and moved toward the door, cautiously sharing a look with Olga as she made sure that Bob didn't see her go.
"Wow, these are real good seats!" Helga smiled when they sat down. They were in the front row of the second deck, giving them a very good bird's-eye view of the ring that was almost level, plus a balcony they could easily rest their feet on when no one was coming by. "Who do you know anyway?"
"People." Louis grinned, snaking an arm around Olga. "You alright babe?"
"Yeah." Olga sighed contentedly and rested her head on his shoulder.
"C'mon Olga, don't go to sleep!" Helga teased.
"It's just so relaxing Helga." She sighed again.
The pyrotechnics of the show's opening ceremonies startled Olga and jolted her up in her seat, much to Louis and Helga's amusement. It would not be the first time these tendencies of hers showed themselves.
The crowd was going wild, Helga among them. She stood on her feet and pumped her arms in the air in excitement, while Olga's eyes bulged in disbelief.
Metalhead had climbed to the top of a ladder. He must have been thirty feet in the air. Beneath him Hawkeye was lying helplessly on a couple of tables. He paused, looking out at the crowd, breathing deeply and pointing at everybody. The crowd cheered even more. Metalhead slowly took his eyes off the crowd and moved them down to his opponent below.
Olga's eyes were buckling and concern spread across her face.
"Oh no no no!" Olga burst out. "He's not gonna..."
"Oh he's doing it!" Louis answered with an emphatic grin, surveying the scene in anticipation. The excitement had swept through him too.
"This is gonna be sw-eet!" Helga yelled.
Metalhead took in another deep breath and looked down, poising his body.
"I can't watch!" Olga whimpered and squinted her eyes, putting her head down.
"You're such a wimp, Olga!" Louis chided. Grinning, he gently grabbed Olga's face and moved her head to view the scene. Her eyes burst open and Louis prevented her from closing them. "You're watching this." He teased.
Olga began to move her arms up to Louis' hands, not that she could overpower him.
"Helga, pin her arms down!" Louis called.
Helga gleefully complied, grabbing her sister's hands and pinning them to her seat.
"I hate you!" Olga responded with a frustrated smile.
"No you don't." Louis instantly teased.
Helga chuckled at seeing them go back and forth.
"Here he goes. Right now." Louis said in anticipation as Olga trembled under him. "Right now!"
Metalhead jumped from the top of the ladder, splashing down onto Hawkeye and breaking the tables under him with an audible crash. The crowd roared in a huge outpouring of delight. Helga and Louis stood on their feet and cheered. Olga's lips quaked and she sank into her seat.
Louis and Helga were laughing at her while chants of "Holy Shit!" erupted from the crowd.
Helga smiled in joy. This was perhaps the most fun she'd ever had.