It would be a few weeks before Arnold returned back to school. Ludwig, Emma, and his cronies were already arrested. Arnold and Helga were back being lab partners to their great joy there and while his arm healed more faster than his leg, he was now sporting crutches. Arnold was being constantly questioned by their fellow peers and while he tried to act like it didn't bother him, the questions were starting to wear him down making him even more extra grateful to have Helga at his side either answering the questions or saying he's simply too tired to answer them.

When he was left alone with Gerald he decided to speak about another subject since it was now officially March. "Helga's birthday is on the 25th and I want to do something for her."

"You know she hates the attention so a party might not be the greatest." Gerald said as he looked across to see Helga and Phoebe talking happily. "It is still cool how you escaped Valentines day. How did you manage that besides the being in the hospital thing?"

"Helga told me beforehand that I'm romantic to her all the time so she said that will be my vacation day. She didn't want me to feel obligated like the rest of the world." Grinning, Arnold said. "Didn't stop me from convincing my grandma to make a heart shaped pastrami sandwich for her with a card I already got her."

Gerald laughed a bit at that. "What did she say?"

"Nothing. She sang to me though. It was the best."

"Man you are whipped." Glancing over at Phoebe, Gerald quickly continued, "I am too."

With pride, Arnold clasped his hand on his best friends shoulder. "We are both very lucky."

"Mmmmhmmm." Gerald felt his heart well up. "I know you will think of an excellent idea for her birthday but in the meantime I'll be at your disposal."

"Thanks, Gerald." Arnold just watched at how the breeze was playing with Helga's hair. Lucky indeed.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

How did it get like this? One moment watching a movie and the next they were kissing. No one else was home as their lips unexpectantly clashed together followed by his body on top of hers with his hand going into her top. He felt his shirt being removed and the ever increasing heat that was being pooled was far too much to bear as they quickly adjourned to his bedroom where the dim lighting served mostly as a reminder that this really wasn't romantic. This served to help both parties fantasize without giving way too much away.

He felt himself lower down on her as she did the quietest moan he thought possible. He received her permission without asking for it verbally since she has already done so by saying it. She wanted this and within their first movement together he was none too surprised at how easily they both released their tensions.

He was also surprised when she sat on top of him how much she wanted to do it again. He didn't stop her. He needed his stress relieve as much as her. She may regret this later and he knew he'd help her ease her mind later. He already knew she would do the same for him.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Phoebe and Helga were in her room just having their private time. Her parents invited Helga over and she decided to not refuse allowing Arnold to have private time with Gerald. As they spoke about school and the future, Helga had a feeling Phoebe would blurt out something.

"I want to share my first time with Gerald."

And she blurted it out a bit too excitedly. "When are you planning on doing that?"

Phoebe was grinning as she went to think about it. "My parents want to go and have an anniversary dinner out alone so I was thinking to do it then. I have protection already."

"And Gerald isn't pressuring you, I'm sure. How long have you been thinking like this?"

"Since New Years. What do you think?" Phoebe practically jumped at her friend in her excitement.

Helga wasn't about to stop her since it wasn't up to her. "You know what I'm gonna say. I know with Arnold and myself we want to wait till after high school."

"Is it hard to contain yourself since you both resemble his parents and grandparents in your affections?"

Coming closer to her friend, Helga whispered. "Oh hell yes it is, but I think this; I am afraid of getting pregnant just yet." Flopping down on her bed she looked about ready to recite a poem. "But there are these times when we are kissing and sharing a bed that I want him to touch me so badly. He is so handsome that I can't help myself."

"We both trust our boyfriends so many times I've caught myself..." Phoebe's face turns red. "Thinking how he would look..." Giggles profusely. "Naked. I've already let him touch my breast and it didn't scare me."

Helga raised up one eyebrow very high. "So it felt good to you obviously." Her friend nods. "What's it like to have your breast touched?"

Phoebe's eyes widened up. "You mean you both never did that even?"

It was Helga's turn to blush. "No and that falls into the category of if we did do that I have this feeling I won't be able to stop myself. Yes we kiss in bed but just when it gets to that point we break away."

"Perhaps you should let him touch your breast just once." Phoebe suggested.

"Yeah and I know I'd want him to do it again and again to the point I want him to rip my clothes off followed by me ripping his clothes off." Suddenly the thought of Arnold naked almost made her swoon.

"Well it is up to you in the long run, but let me tell you it feels so good, Helga."

Helga giggled at her friend as she got up to hop around the room in her giddiness.

Meanwhile at the park, Gerald and Arnold were having a conversation as well. They were discussing Helga's upcoming birthday at the end of March when Gerald blurted out another topic.

"Have you ever felt up Helga or any other girl before?" Gerald inquired quickly.

Stopping in the pathway, Arnold turned his head to study his friend. "Never wanted to with any girl and I haven't at all with Helga. Besides that's private."

Rolling his eyes at his boy scout of a friend, Gerald sat down in some grass. "This is me, my man, you know I wouldn't blab about this stuff to anyone else."

Sitting down near him, Arnold extended his legs out to look out towards the water. "I know that, but I don't want to say that kind of stuff."

"Yeah but do you think about it?" Gerald pressed.

Picking up a blade of grass, Arnold decided to concentrate on the texture of it. "I'm a guy after all."

"Yeah but you aren't the typical guy since I'm certain you haven't even explored your own outer workings if you catch my drift."

Arnold hated it when he did this to him. He understood the second they got older and girls became way too interesting, that conversations like this will exist. "I have explored that a long time ago when we first developing these feelings towards girls and yeah I do it a lot when Helga isn't around. I can't help myself."

"So you are a man!"

Flopping down on the grass as best as possible with crutches, Arnold groaned. "Please get to the point of why you brought this up."

For all the confidence that Gerald could exude it would always dwindle the second he spoke about something possibly embarrassing. "Well uh..." Clears his throat. "I believe Phoebe wants to... You know, and I'm nervous about disappointing her when she approaches me. I love her and I want to. I'm just afraid of disappointing her."

Arnold sat up to focus on his friend. "How do you know she may be interested?"

His face was beaming with red. "Well she wanted me to touch her boob and I did. It felt good and she obviously liked it."

Arnold had no clue of really what to say since Gerald was the first one who ever approached him on this subject before. "So with that you think she's ready?"

"I believe so and I would never push her. I want her to say it. I want her comfortable."

"That is the best first step and I don't think you will disappoint her."

Gerald lost his red face to hear the uncertainty in Arnold's voice. "What do you mean you don't think I'll disappoint her?" His tone was defensive.

"Whoa whoa whoa! This isn't easy to give advice for since you are the first person to ask me really. Most just say they will and leave me to my thoughts." Arnold sucked in some air through his mouth to continue speaking. "Gerald, Phoebe loves you. I don't believe she'll be disappointed." Becoming red faced, Arnold shifted. "Besides I heard the first time is always awkward."

"Have you felt up, Helga?"

"No!" Arnold was chagrined now at this topic.

Gerald was thoroughly surprised at the outburst. "Whoa. Chill."

"You know with the way I feel about Helga it will take all my willpower not to remove her clothes the moment we did that part."

Gerald smirked at his friends distress. He knew he shouldn't revel in this right now, but it was rare when he acted this way. "So you pull your cord when she's not around and you are obviously having these thoughts for you to blurt that out to me."

Standing up quickly as possible, Arnold was waving his arms around. "Of course I have these thoughts! Since the time she's come here I've always had to have her in my arms. I know how perfect she is mentally and her physical nature drives me wild. I have never thought about this with any other girl. To me she is perfection." Getting back down, he lowered his voice. "Promise me you won't say a word to anyone else."

"I promise. You know you can always trust me."

"Well after the volcano and the Green Eyes brought us to the village, Helga and I participated in this dance. Well in this dance we got engaged through their customs. So when no one is around and we are alone in my room or hers, I call her my fiance." Arnold confessed with this brightness in his eyes.

From opposite sides of the town Gerald and Phoebe both said at the same time. "You're engaged?!"

Obviously Helga confessed to Phoebe as she sat back on Phoebe's bed looking incredibly happy about sharing this news with her. "Remember that you promised." Helga reminded her.

"Oh of course, Helga." Bouncing on her bed, Phoebe was excited. "Oh my goodness! What a development. This is so exciting."

"Late at night we don't say boyfriend or girlfriend. We are engaged." Helga had such a wistful tone to her voice as she started to fantasize about Arnold again.

For Gerald he was still in shock. "I knew you were crazy about the girl, but engaged. Mmm mmm mmm. You are one bold kid."

Arnold was so proud as he grinned very widely. "And she is the right person for me, Gerald. I have to pinch myself that I'm with her."

I almost forgot Arnold was still sporting crutches in this chapter. Derp to me. Thanks for the reviews. :)