To the collective reviews... I'll get there with Bob along with Olga.
Starfox, Arnie always comes in at the wrong time.
Carnival day arrived very quickly. During the morning, everyone set up their booths, and after speaking to the teacher organizing the event, Arnold's game booth was across from, Helga's. Helga was bound and determined to have fun in spite of, Bob being on the loose. Security was made aware of him along with anyone else.
Jumping over her booth, Helga went over to, Arnold's to bring him in for a huge kiss. Arnold couldn't help but carry her out back to get as much of her as possible, just as she was doing the same to him. Feeling her delicate hands reach under his shirt, he felt butterflies forming within his stomach from just the barest of touches.
"Swan, I'm very close to carrying you to the truck, and bringing you home." Though he was trying to sound threatening, he had such a light teasing tone to his voice.
Kissing his neck, Helga continued to lift his shirt up. "I'm not stopping you." She lilted out while playing with the slight grooves of his 6 pack.
"Helga Pataki and Arnold Shortman! Where are you?" Called out the teacher.
Giggling, they both emerged from the side of Arnold's booth. "Yes, Mr Simons?" Arnold asked as innocently as possible.
Shaking his head, Mr Simons, got closer to them trying to act amused, but was far too stressed from the tiny little problems that happened in other booths. "Getting a bit of loving in before you start your jobs?" Seeing how, Helga put her head against, Arnold's chest, he simply rolled his eyes as he remembered how him and his wife use to be. "I'm certain you both won't be a problem after this so I'm gonna trust you."
"Don't worry, Mr Simons, we won't let you down." Arnold told him with the utmost in confidence.
"I have a feeling you both won't. I know this is just something to tide you both over. I'm just here to say we are opening up in 5 minutes so please get to your booths please." Simons was extremely calm before wandering out to the fairway to shout out for people to get ready now.
Pouting, Helga faced, Arnold. "I guess I'll see you right over there. I love you, Football Head."
Bending down to kiss her, Arnold whispered in her ear. "I love you too, Swan. Now after this carnival I'll get my revenge."
"Ohhhh, please do." Winking at him, Helga ran back over to her booth grinning all the way.
While at the Kissing Booths, Lorenzo was still twiddling his thumbs still nervous about this whole deal. Glancing at, Rhonda, she was the picture of calmness while she primped herself. Occasionally, she would toss a glance his way along with her most gentlest smile. She kept giving him tips on how to handle different customers and when that didn't seem to work, he was still left there just twiddling his thumbs.
"Oh relax darling." Rhonda was now filing her nails. "Is there a girl you have a crush on at the moment?"
Stopping his twiddling, Lorenzo felt stump to answer the question or not. "How will that help me?"
Pausing from her nail filing duties, Rhonda took a few steps closer to him. "Well you know that advice of when you give a speech and it helps to picture the audience naked. Well before you kiss a girl, just imagine her as your crush. It should help."
"What if I have two crushes?"
Blinking, Rhonda got closer to him as she practically salivated. Next to Arnold and Gerald, Lorenzo was considered a very good looking guy where all the girls couldn't help drool for. Of course seeing that he was the only one out of the three that was available, Rhonda knew his booth might get packed. "Who are they?" Watching his face turn red, Rhonda had to whisper to him. "I swear that I will not tell a soul."
Lorenzo knew she was more trustworthy now than she was years ago with secrets. Taking a deep breath, he exhaled before leaning close to her. "They are both unavailable. They are both best friends. They are..."
Rhonda beamed. "Helga and Phoebe. Am I correct?"
Blushing all over again, Lorenzo nodded his head. "I wouldn't do anything to harm their relationships. I guess I enjoy the unattainable."
"You do." Pouting, Rhonda snapped her fingers. "I guess I thought it was me. Not that there is anything wrong with who you have a crush on. It's natural. I use to have a crush on, Harold and Arnold when we were 9."
"I had a crush on you when I was 12." He admitted. Hearing the warning about the carnival about to begin, he groaned.
Rhonda perked up more. "Oh, you should of told me that. I had a crush on you too, but you were too engrossed in your electronics." Seeing him get nervous all over again, she had to give him more advice. "Alright... With every blonde or very light golden brown hair that pays for a kiss, think of Helga. Every raven haired and dark brown haired girl, think of Phoebe."
"What if they have red hair?"
"Dealers choice! Just relax, Lorenzo and you'll do just fine." Patting his shoulder, Rhonda went back to sit at her booth.
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It had been 4 hours into the Carnival so far, and several times, Arnold was distracted at, Helga's display of showmanship across from him. She really knew how to attract attention. Yes, it is true that he could tell that half the male population was hitting on her. He knew with either a waggle of her finger or the sudden seriousness of her face, that she was pushing them away.
Not like, Arnold wasn't being hit on himself. When one group of females left, then came back looking decidedly a lot more easy looking than the last time he had them there, Arnold couldn't help but stand back.
"So... Do have to be here all night?" A short blonde asked him with heavy make-up on her face and a top that was threatening to slide down.
A brunette leaned against the stand to look him up and down. "Yeah, do you? We want to invite you to a party we're having."
"A very private party." Came a pixie cut red head wearing the shortest skirt imaginable.
The blonde leaned forward also. "You get to be the only male there."
Raising his eyebrow up, Arnold really had the urge to laugh. "Sorry, ladies. I have a girlfriend."
The brunette tried to reach out to him, but Arnold stepped away from her. "Oh... But she won't find out. You get to share a night with us, and she'll be none the wiser."
Peering past the group, Arnold smirked. "She will. Especially when she is in the booth behind you." Waving over at, Helga, he enjoyed how the girls all looked in her direction while, Helga had a rifle resting on her leg. He thought it was cute when she blew a kiss his way. "My girlfriend trusts me, but she doesn't take kindly to other females trying to poach her guy."
"Well if you change your mind..." The red head insisted before looking towards Helga cocking the rifle. "Um... Never mind. Later, handsome."
Watching them take off, Helga shouted out. "You come back now, ya hear?" Making a show of uncocking the fake gun, she winked over at, Arnold.
Arnold really loved her. "Ok now. Do we have any serious takers here?!" He bellowed out to the crowd.
Checking the time, Helga was getting tired of this. It was more fun to be out there then to be cooped up here. It was fantastic to have a view of, Arnold. The thing she hated was being hit on, or him being hit on. Making a slight swooning sound, Helga took the money from someone else before handing them the balls to toss. When they won, she gave him a stuffed animal of his choosing, only to get it given back to her.
"Will you go out with me?" The guy was a couple years younger than her. Pimple faced, but cute in a way.
"Sorry, but I have a boyfriend. Thanks though." Helga offered a kind smile in hopes he won't persist.
Looking at the stuffed animal, he continued to speak. "No offense, but most people use the; I got a boyfriend, excuse."
Leaning against the pole, Helga pointed towards, Arnold. "He's right over there if you wish to question him." Seeing how sad the guy appeared, Helga tried to soothe him. "Why don't you find a girl that you find attractive. Not any from the stands, since I know most are in relationships. Find an attractive girl, hope she doesn't have a boyfriend, and go up to her handing her the prize."
"What do I say if I do?"
Helga handed him a pick up line that didn't seem so cheesy. "It's worth a shot."
"Thanks."
Watching him head off, Helga picked up her phone to text, Arnold. Please spend the night with me in my room. - H
Arnold smirked at her incoming message. I would love to. :* - A
Helga made a happy jump before going back to her duties.
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Nadine watched the line for both Rhonda's and Lorenzo's booths with some amusement. Watched at how, Rhonda pulled a face with at least half the guys lining up for her. Lorenzo remained a gentleman. Not ever a ill look from him as he tried to bare it all.
Looking at her money, Nadine went over to stand in line. She was available. Had her failed date. She always thought of, Lorenzo as a very handsome guy who didn't have an ounce of horrible ego. None of her other friends had a crush on him, so she figured it wouldn't hurt to do this. Exchanging a knowing look from, Rhonda, who winked at her, Nadine smiled.
As she inched closer, her self-esteem was beginning to give away. What if he was horrified having her here? What if he didn't like the kiss? Was she at least pretty in his eyes? Oh is my breath still good? What if he hates my hair? Oh does my outfit look decent? As she was checking herself out, she caught, Rhonda shaking her head at her. She saw her mouth out that she looked good. Rhonda wouldn't lie to her about how she looked. Feeling her phone vibrate, Nadine glanced at it quickly.
Stop it! You look fantastic! Trust me. Now go and get a good kiss from him. - Rhonda
Nadine beamed a smile up at her best friend mouthing out a thanks. Straightening out her posture, she found she was the next in line. She hoped he enjoyed the kiss. The girl in front of her moved out of the way, and she watched at how Lorenzo smiled sweetly to her.
"Greetings, Nadine. I'm surprised you are here. How are you enjoying yourself?" His eyes went into a half lidded gaze as he leaned forward. Nadine noticed he didn't do this to the other girls. Is there hope?
"Greetings, Lorenzo. How are you holding up here?" She kept her eyes fixed on him.
Lorenzo rolled his eyes thinking about the other girls before her. Most were sneaky with their kisses. Some seemed to forget to brush their teeth. Some had overpowering perfume on. In truth, none were natural to him. Studying, Nadine, he always thought of her as this sweet and kind girl, who knew how to have fun, and was very intelligent. To him, she was natural looking.
"I'm better now if you want to stick around."
Was he flirting with her? No, this had to because he was here at this booth. Nadine wasn't about to back down as she placed a $20.00 bill in front of him. She enjoyed how he looked down casually to it while a smile played up a bit wider on his face. Was this a good sign?
Lorenzo asked her if she wanted change, and when she replied no, Lorenzo put the money away. Reaching out to take her hand, it was a move he didn't do with any other girl, and brought her forward more. Gazing into her eyes, he ran his hand along her jawline. He hoped her kisses were as good as her passion for what she loved to study.
Nadine's breath caught at what he was doing. She was only a little aware of his hand moving to her waist to bring her closer. She heard her heart beating. The way his brown eyes continued looking into hers, made her weak. The feeling of his lips brushing against hers made this experience so worth it. When she felt pressure against her lips, Nadine closed her eyes.
Lorenzo forgot everything around him, except for her. She was passionate even though they haven't deepened their kiss. Feeling her arms wrap around his shoulders, Lorenzo became frustrated at the booth keeping them apart. Oh this was good he thought. Running his tongue along her lips, he was asking permission to gain access.
Nadine allowed it. Feeling his tongue against hers, she was in bliss. He really is a good kisser. So good that she allowed a moan to escape her. Blushing, she felt ashamed for doing that till he heard the same from him. Does he like her or is he this good with what he does? She would be sad if he didn't.
Rhonda watched as her best friend and her other friend in the throes of passion. She watched at how the other girls behind, Nadine were starting to complain making her send a warning glance their way. Lorenzo liked her, there was no doubt from what she was seeing. Telepathically, she was congratulating, Nadine on a job well done.
Feeling drunk, Lorenzo pulled away slightly so he can study her face. "Seriously... Stay." He begged.
"Why?" Nadine whispered out. Her eyes opened slowly.
"Because I enjoyed our first kiss together." Placing a chaste kiss on her, Lorenzo felt this was a perfect time to ask. "Want to go out with me?"
"You'll free up your schedule for me?"
"Yes. I have a perfect place to take you." Watching her pull back, Lorenzo loved how her eyes seemed to dance. "I won't give it away, but next weekend, it is all for you."
Moving around the booth, she boldly kissed him. "I would enjoy going out with you." Turning her head to observe all the waiting girls, Nadine smirked. "I'm not jealous about this, but we'll make them jealous after when I can kiss you again."
Grinning, Lorenzo played with a strand of her hair. "You already did make them jealous." Coming closer to whisper in her ear, he said, "I want more than one kiss with you."
"I promise you will." Blowing him a kiss, Nadine passed by, Rhonda who congratulated her.
Lorenzo watched her walk towards the games section, enjoyed how she turned around to wave at him. Yeah he had his crushes with, Helga and Phoebe, but Nadine was the truth of what he wanted.
Don't you love how Helga handles girls hitting on her man?
Also good for Nadine. :)