Hi dear readers ! Sorry for the looonnnng wait, I've been busy with work, and lazyness (dont shoot me).

Sooo... Here's another chapter, sorry, he is short.

But the fic still have a lonnnng way to go, so don't worry.

I hope you will enjoy having fun with Arnold's problems :3

''Shortman, could I talk to you for a moment?''

My head shot up immediately, and I rubbed my sleepy eyes, trying to get the tiredness away. I suddenly noticed that everyone was now gone and I was the only one in the class. I looked at the teacher, who seemed somewhat impatient. I gathered my things and walked toward her, only to stop a few feet from her.

''Your grade is falling down. You are always sleeping in my class. You miss class. You used to be a great student. What is wrong?'' She asked, now wearing a worried face.

I didn't answer right away. I was too busy trying to calm the bump-bump in my head. What a headache. I smoked really late last night, huh?

I really need to stop doing this.

''Yeah, uh, maybe. I mean, sorry. I'm kinda, uh, busy with uh... stuff.''

She frowned, analyzing me; I could tell. Studies weren't really on the top of my priorities list lately. Heck, I might even say that I didn't really want to go to school anymore. My conscience was the only thing keeping me going to school. But my conscience was getting weaker as the weeks went by.

Letting out a deep sigh, I ran my left hand through my hair, trying to figure a way out.

The teacher guessed I had no answer to give, so she softly pinched her nose in dismay.

''You can go now. Tsk, teens...''

It didn't take much more than that and I was out.

...

On my way home, I decided to give a call to Helga, but she often wouldn't answer her phone at this hour. I didn't know why though. She said she had... some things to do, and every time she did, she would come back with money. I asked her a few times, but she wouldn't answer. This was worrying me to no end and filling me with anger, but she still wouldn't tell me. I waited, listening to the dial with annoyance. But when I was going to hang up, her soft voice brought my ear up against my phone again.

''Helga?''

''Hmm, who's it?''

I could tell my call just woke her up. Her morning voice sounded like a sweet moan in my ear.

''Helga, it's Arnold. Are you feeling alright?'' I couldn't help but ask.

''Yeah, yeah... Hm, just tired, is all...''

I smiled at it, and then my grin turned into a smirk.

''Too much partying?''

''You can say that...''

I heard her yawn and then turn in her bed.

''You wanted something Football-Head?''

I sighed. When will she quit with that stupid nickname?

''Well, I just wanted to know if you were OK, and if you want to get a coffee with me at Parker's Coffee?''

''Uh, I dunno. What time is it?'' she asked, not seeming too sure.

''It's one in the evening, Helga.''

'' Ah, shit, already? My head hurts...''

''I have some painkillers with me. I brought them with me this morning, I'll share some with you,'' I said, waving to good ol' Mister Kokoshka and his wife walking down the street. ''Look, meet me there in two hours, okay? Don't be late. OK, goodbye, Helga.''

I hang up and look up at the couple who stop in front of me.

''Oh, my God. Arnold, looks like you grew up! It's been already two years. What are you doing?" a beautiful, curly-haired blonde woman asked with curiosity and excitement.

Oskar and Suzie didn't change much since I left the Sunset Arms. Maybe more gray hair and wrinkles. The women smiled genuinely at me and looked all around.

''I don't see your girlfriend. Where is she?''

At that, I became a little nervous. Lila and I completely stopped talking to each other by now.

''We broke up awhile ago.''

''Oh, now that's sad...'' Said Suzie, hiding her mouth with her hand in total sadness.

Her and Lila really got along when we were togheter. Lila was often having insomnia, and I would always find her in the middle of the night in the kitchen, playing chest or card games with Suzie. Lila was a very smart girl. No one, except for Pheobe, of course, could beat her at chest. Not even me. Well, I'm not that smart after all.

''Suzie, I'm hungry, I want to eat,'' said Oskar, with his usual annoying accent.

Suzie sighed, looked up for a minute in dismay. I still didn't know why she was still with him. I'm not the mean kind, but Oskar was sort of a jerk to her most of the time.

''I'm sorry, Arnold, we have to go. It was a pleasure to talk with you.''

''Me, too, Miss Kokoshka. See you soon.''

I watched them walk away, remembering my past at The Sunset Arms. Such great memories... But I quickly shoved them away. No time for that. I needed to get ready for my date with Helga... I just hope that this time she will show up.

Once I get home, I went immediately towards the shower and let hot water droplets run over my naked body. I begin to clean myself, not forgetting a single part of my body. Despite Helga's life being all messed up, she hated when people stank, especially when she has sex with them. With this little thought in the back of my head, I washed my blonde hair and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed my clothes and began to shave the little facial hair I had. People used to tell me that my football-shaped head gave me a baby face, so facial hair didn't look good on me. I hated it anyway. It looked gross. I don't know how Phoebe handled Gerald's thick facial hair.

Once I was done, I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled at my reflection. I was wearing my usual blue cap, my favorite red, plaid shirt with a white shirt underneath, and blue jeans. My hair was slightly disheveled, but then I thought of something and grabbed a chain I bought with Helga not too long ago. Helga liked the bad boy look. I stared at my watch, cursed, and ran to the bus. I wasn't going to make it, if I didn't hurry.

I swear... it seemed to me that the conductor got all the red fire by purpose. I was getting nervous and would look at my watch every three seconds, seeing, with horror, that I was now late.

C'mon... Go faster... Damn, I was the one telling her to be on time, but I was already late. I spent too much time making myself look good enough. I sighed and folded my arms against my chest. There was no way this bus could go faster, huh?

''You're kidding...'' I shout in dismay when I see an old woman trying to cross the street with snail's speed.

Ah, damn it. I asked the conductor to open the door and I began to run to Parker's Shop. I wasn't too far enough now, but I was out of breath when I finally showed up in front of the shop. I peeked at my watch and almost fainted. Thirty minutes late. Okay, she is going to kill me. Not wanting to make her wait any further, I enter Parker's Coffee and begin to look for her. At this hour, almost 4 PM, the place is almost empty. I finally spot her playing with her phone, and as I come closer, I couldn't help but stare at her. Her hair was down, like usual, with all her piercings in. She had a black and pink scarf, a black hoodie, and dark jeans, and white, old sneakers. I bite my lips. She was so beautiful. How lucky I was? I sighed, trying to clear my thoughts, and walk over to her. When she saw me, she scowled a little, her blue eye full of fire.

''You're late, little twerp.''

''I know. Sorry... I had a problem with the bus.''

''Well, don't do it again. I hate to wait.''

''So, why did you? Knowing you, you would have just gone already,'' I replied with a grin, fully knowing the secret, gentle side of her.

''Well, next time I will.'' Offended, Hela hid her face behind the menu.

Trying to hide your blush, Helga? I told myself, amused.

Helga wasn't the one to show her feelings easily. But I did notice her change of personality with me over the weeks. More gentle, tender, careful. She would sometimes call me to just say 'hi', or to just chat. I was her friend. Or, at least, she considered me like one. Or something like this. I wasn't too sure what I was to her, but it was good enough. Maybe she loved me?

Yeah, right. Like that would happen.

''Hey, Arnold, you gonna order something, or what?''

My head shot up in a jolt, suddenly aware that the waitress was waiting for my order with a cocked eyebrow. I laugh nervously and order a coffee and chocolate donut. Once alone again, Helga rested her head in her palm with a smirk.

''What were you thinking of, Arnold?''

''I'm not sure you want to know.''

''Oh, is that so?''

I loved these moments, where we were playing with each other like this; teasing and laughing. It was funny, and I loved that playfull side of her. She was cute and normal and not that dangerous delinquent I met months ago. She was being herself, which was just a normal girl. Slowly, I lifted my hand and put it tenderly on her cheek. She stopped laughing and looked at me in the eyes. I felt my heart melt, and I leaned forward to kiss her with devotion. I knew her eyes were widening, but she quickly kissed me back with passion. Our tongues were joyfully playing together, trying to dominate each other's. When the kiss ended, Helga stared at me intensely. I could tell what she was thinking, and she smiled genuinely.

''Arnold?''

''Y-yeah?''

''I need to go to the bathroom. Could you show me the way?''

I cocked my eyebrow, now being both curious and incredulous. Her question just took me by surprise, since she knows this place as well as I do. But being the dense character I was, I didn't see it coming.

''Sure, follow me.''

I took her hand and headed for the women's restroom at the bottom of the shop.

''Here you g—''

She didn't give me the time to finish though. She grabbed my arm firmly and dragged me into the women's restroom with her. When she finally let go of me, I looked up at her with shock on my face.

''Helga, this is the women's toilets. I can't be in here.''

''Just shut the hell up and kiss me, you stupid.''

And then her lips crashed against mine with violence and desire. I barely could stay on my feet, and my lower back hit the sink with force. When the kiss ended, we looked at each other, me taken aback, and her with that sparkle in her blue eye. I gulped.

''Helga, what are you doing?'' I muttered, not having the strength to push her away.

''Just let me do it,'' She said in a hot breath against my lips.

Before I knew it, she shoved me into a stall, and by the time I opened my eyes and mouth again, she kissed me again and again, her body pressing up against mine in a unhidden urge. Her experienced hands was playing with my belt what she liked to do this just to tease me. But now wasn't the time.

''Helga, this is...''

Again, she wouldn't let me finish. She didn't want to let me finish. Her kisses was getting deeper and wetter. I felt like I would give up soon. My knees turned into jelly when she started to undo my belt.

''What are you doing?'' I asked, truly dumbfounded; blinking a few times to make sure it was reality.

She smirked with that lovely smile of hers.

''Just having some fun?''

Having some fun... in a public toilet?

''We... We shouldn't...'' I tried in despair, not really sure if I wanted her to stop or not.

Her reply was her bitting deliciously on my neck. I couldn't help the boner in my pants. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God... No way this was happening. I was making out in a public place. On a toilet. In a women's restroom!

Helga's lips traced a track of kisses on my neck and then my chest, where she sucked my skin. I bit my bottom lip, my arms going numb. I didn't know what to do to supress that sudden desire to turn her and take her. She continued to kiss me, leaving only a red mark on my chest. Her hands never stopped to play with my belt and pants, but when her mouth get near my nostrils, I felt her smile against my skin.

''Helga... don't,'' I warned her, sweat going down my face.

At this she simply laughed and quickly pulled off my pants and boxers. I got no time to blush because she quickly... Well, you know.

My mouth opened and closed like a fish, and my eyes widened bigger. That was happening. That was so happening. Right now, right here. I looked down at her and she looked up at me without stopping her activities. It was just so real and good. I gave up the will to fight against it and gently grabbed her head, closing my eyes.

''We are going to be found...'' I muttered at the sound of her moans.

''We are not going to be found...''

And, like, two seconds after she said this, we could hear voices. Girl voices. Both of us widened our eyes. I wanted to pull away from her head, but she stayed where she was, and even went quicker. All she did was stop moaning. My body froze. Oh, God, no. I wouldn't be able to hold back my own moans. But it got even worse when I recognized all too well the two voices behind the door. Please, not them...

''Sooo, you told him that?'' asked the high pitched and, for now ever, undesired voice of Lila Sawyer.

I closed my eyes, more in dismay than in pleasure. Why them? Why now ?

''Yeah, but you know Gerald. He can be so stubborn sometimes,'' replied the squeaky voice of Phoebe.

I didn't know what the fuck they were doing here, but it semeed like Helga was finding all of this really funny, because she let me go for a second to contain her laughter. I took this moment to pull her away and silently put my pants on.

''What if they find us?'' I muttered into her ear.

''They won't. But maybe it would be a lot of fun it they did?''

At these words, she bit her lip with a smirk and started to moan erotically while looking into my eyes. My entire body turned to ice and I put a hand on her mouth. Crazy chick!

''Yeah... So, how was your date with Brainy?''

Lila didn't answered right away. I pictured her looking thoughtfully at her hands, like she always does when she thinks.

''It was okay, I guess... He is a very smart guy, though he doesn't talk a lot.''

''So, you two are dating ?''

''I don't know, Phoebe... He... is different from Arnold. Arnold was... He was a real good guy. I wonder what he sees in that girl... After so many years, he just... dumped me like that. It's hard to accept.''

My heart started to feel culpability. Yeah, I've been a jerk on this one. But I just couldn't help it. Every time I look into Helga's bright blue eye, my knees turns into jelly and my heart melts. Helga removed my hand and started kneading my... thing.

''Helga, stop it!'' I tried to convince her with a very low voice.

''C'mon. I know you like it!''

''That is not the freaking question!''

''You heard it?'' asked Phoebe, immediately looking around.

''Yeah. There's someone here. Let's talk outside.''

When I was sure we were alone again, I pushed Helga away, but she kept looking at me with a childish face.

''That was not funny.''

''Yeah, it was. It was just so much fun!'' She laughed while wiping her mouth.

''Let's get out of here.''

I took her hand and we started running out of the shop. She didn't stop laughing. Once we were a few streets away from the shop, we stopped, and I stared at her with anger.

''Helga, seriously, what was that? They almost caught us!''

''But they didn't. And to be honest, it would have been funny to see this cowgirl get all offended. She would have seen why you are with me and not with her,'' She answered, grabbing my collar and kissing my lips.

I wanted to fight back. I really wanted to. But I just couldn't resist. That girl was beyond desirable.

''Okay, I gotta say, it was a little funny...'' I admitted with a shy grin.

Her smile grew wider.

''Let's do it again then!''

''No way that will be happening.''

''Aww, you are no fun,'' she pouted, crossing her arms. ''So... how's your boner?''

With a blush, I looked down and sighed.

''Well, I gotta deal with it.''

''Let me deal with it with you,'' she promised while pushing me into an alley.

Okay, let's do it. Call it a day and go home now.

I'm tired.

...

When I got home, there was a very sleepy Helga over my shoulder.

''Arnold, I wanna sleep,'' she said with a babyish voice.

''I know, beautiful. We're almost there.''

I opened my door, and suddenly, all lights were on and my eyes grew wide when I saw two familiar faces appearing before me.

''Mom, Dad?''