I agree with you 100% LeDawn.

Arnold was opening his mail up to see that he had a court appearance for his case after graduation. Thinking that at least this is a good thing since he didn't have to wait anymore, Arnold glance at his fiance talking on the phone while she sat against the bed. So he'll have a court appearance and at the end of July, they are both getting married. He grinned at the thought of that. She'll be his wife. Wife.

Helga peeked over to Arnold seeing how his grin always took over his entire face. It was adorable. "Yeah, Pheebs, Olga will be here soon, and we'll pick you up. We are planning on saying something at prom." Listening to her some more, they both said their temporary good bye's. "So... What's with the huge grin? Am I naked again?" She teased.

"Oh I wish there, but I have a court appearance after graduation."

Getting up, Helga went immediately over there to see the letter. Sitting on his lap, Helga hugged him. "Finally!"

"It sucks you have to leave soon. I want at least a tiny celebration for this." Arnold ran his hand against her legs.

Putting her hand up, Helga moved a strap down. Seeing, Arnold's hungry gaze, Helga moved her other strap down. "Anything more you want to see?" She was acting so coy. Getting up, Helga moved her shirt down. "I think I should change out of this."

Heading to the closet, she opened the door to make a show of her in search of another shirt to wear when, Arnold turned her around kissing her hungrily. His hand moved up to touch the underside of her breast. He teased her.

"Cancel your outing and stay here." He whispered against her lips.

"I would love to. I really would, but I hate canceling things last minute." She whispered out. Feeling his hand cupping her, Helga was tempted now in canceling the shopping excursion. "I love the way you debate with me."

Smiling against her mouth, Arnold continued teasing her before they both groaned out at the sound of someone at the bedroom door. "Why now?"

"Eleanor? Your sister is here." Gertie announced.

"I'm coming!" Helga shouted back. She could of swore she heard, Gertie cackling. That lady obviously knew what was going on here.

Arnold watched her cover back up with sadness. "I'm playing basketball with, Gerald. I'll see you later, my Swan." Kissing her, he took her hand to walk her downstairs. "I hope you have fun."

"Not likely, but perhaps I at least have something to look forward to when I get home."

Leaving their room, they both walked hand in hand downstairs to see, Olga trying her hardest in petting, Abner and failing. Each time she tried to pet him, Abner grunted unhappily before trying to bowl her over.

"Don't mind him. He's harmless, but there are some people he takes a bit more time in getting use to." Arnold informed her as he wiggled his finger to, Abner. "Abner, be nice to Olga." Hearing a playful sound from him, Arnold went down to pet him. "Thank you."

Doing the same, Helga raised herself up. "Ok I better go. I'll see you later." Kissing him, Helga and her sister left.

Later during their basketball game, Gerald and Arnold were discussing college, their families, and their girls. Gerald was full on in his confidence when it came to Phoebe and himself. He had to be when he felt to his core how she was the one for him.

"I know, Phoebe is going off to some far away college to study medicine, and I'll miss her, but I just don't feel that it will be the end of us." Doing a jump shot, Gerald landed the basket.

Taking the ball, Arnold just bounced it between both hands. "I know she's nervous about going."

"Oh yeah she is. She even thought about staying behind to stay close to me. I told her no. The girl thinks that she'll lose me. She won't. I see a future with her." Trying to steal the ball away from, Arnold, Gerald saw how he sidestepped him to put a basket in himself. "I believe you cheated there man."

"Har har. Sore loser." Arnold mocked as he ran a bit backwards away from his friend.

"Cockiness does not suit you. You have learned too much from, Helga." Gerald observed as he got the ball.

Bowing, Arnold took that as a compliment. "She has made me a better man then."

Gerald only narrowed one of his eyes at him. "I can't believe you are getting married so soon. Aren't you afraid?"

"Nope. She right for me, and I feel like I've known her forever. We already live in the same room. I'm use to all of her habits. I love the good and bad." Arnold was incredibly confident.

"And you both still hadn't had sex yet. How do you do it? If I was living with, Phoebe right now I'd lose my mind."

"Oh believe me, I do. I lose my mind and I'm very tempted to cross that line we promised one another not to cross. We want to wait."

A sly grin played up on Gerald's face. "Oh I see why the early marriage then. Hormones."

Arnold simply rolled his eyes. "Nope, it isn't that. That is a bonus though."

"So you can't wait till after college. What did your parents really say to that idea?" Gerald knew that if he planned this, his parents would stop him.

"They are completely fine with it." He chuckles. "Would you believe my dad said that it was a good idea since the very second that college guys spotted, Helga, they would be all over her."

This time, Gerald rolled his eyes. "And you aren't worried about the honeys hitting on you?"

"Well if they do, I proudly say that I'm married to a wonderful woman. A woman I get to live with."

"Ugh. You are whipped without actually getting anything in return." Gerald groaned out.

"You would do and say the same thing yourself, Gerald. Don't tell me I'm whipped when you are just as whipped as me." Arnold countered. At least he got to spend every night with, Helga. Perhaps he is whipped, but it was the type that he will always go back for.

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Later after her shopping trip with her sister, Olga was in her kitchen preparing a meal for herself. She wasn't like all single people who lived alone. Most didn't bother to cook lavish meals if they were the only ones eating it, but she felt it was never good to stop from this. It was always important to keep up her practice. Humming to herself, Olga placed it in the oven to cook her quiche. As she set the timer, she went into the living room to relax, but stopped when she heard a knock at her door.

"Oh I wonder who that could be?" She asked herself as she went to stroll to the door. Glancing out her peephole, she smiled as she opened the door.

Sasha stood there nervously. "I'm sorry to come here unannounced, but I guess I wanted to say hi. Uh my friend Greg is on a date so..."

Opening the door wider, Olga invited her in. "I'm cooking a delicious quiche. Do you want some? I have plenty."

Sasha nodded as she wandered into the living room with her. "I just wanted to talk to someone and I thought to come here. Is that alright?"

"Certainly." Olga practically squeaked saying that one word. Sitting down next to the girl, she asked patiently, "What would you like to talk about?"

"My uh parents do know about my orientation, but they keep believing it is a phase. They tried to fix me up with this boy. I told them it wasn't a phase and politely declined the date. Of course they are mad at me, but I hope that one day they'll accept me."

"Hmm. Many believe it is just a phase. That is them not wanting to believe their children. Denial. They'll accept you one day." Olga promised. "Have you ever kissed a boy?"

"Yes and it was weird. I did try again, and it was still weird. I even went so far as to have sex with my best friend. Still nothing and trust me when I say, Greg is a handsome guy." Sasha informed her. "Can't say I didn't try. I just prefer my own sex."

Olga smiled sweetly to her. "You are comfortable there. You should stick to your own happiness."

"You sound like, Helga there." Sasha couldn't help to smile at another newfound friend.

"Where do you think I got that from?" Leaning back, Olga's thoughts went through her years with, Helga.

Sasha studied the young woman beside her noticing how her mind seemed to drift off. True, she could of gone to her other friends, but she wanted to come here instead. Olga seemed to be very patient at least. Sasha also couldn't have these feelings for someone so unavailable.

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Helga waited on the couch wearing one of Arnold's plaid shirts with nothing on underneath. She had a very decent shopping trip today. Found a dress, and Olga wasn't a pain in the ass to her. There was still hope in the day to day process. Hearing the door open up, Arnold stepped in to immediately lock the door behind him.

"So it's later." Helga loved the look that came over him.

Arnold couldn't take his eyes off of her. There she was sitting in a red plaid shirt completely unbuttoned in the front. She sat cross legged. It was teasing. It was so erotic to him. She was the girl of his dreams in so many ways. "Uh..." He was speechless.

"Uh? Is that all I get is an, uh?"

She was both teasing him and making it sound so seductive as he watched her play with a strand of hair around her finger. Moving forward, Arnold stood in front of her. She is gorgeous. Sexy.

Sinking down to his knees in front of her, Arnold uncrossed her legs. "You get more than that. This I promise you."

Feeling his hands run up her legs, Helga's breathing changed. "Oh? What more will you do?" She challenged.

"I will make your legs very weak with what I'm about to do, Swan." He assured her.

Helga's head went back at what he was doing with his hands and mouth. He won and happily she enjoyed how he defeated her.

Nope, still no sex between Arnold and Helga.