Burn-a-dark-soul, I was up in the air when it came to Olga and Sasha. Their rolls were up in the air at this length of the story but I decided for another route with the both of em in one of my latest chapters. I was hit with a little bit of inspiration.
LeDawn, it is so sad when that happens. I like when they eventually come around.
Day of the prom, Arnold didn't get much of a chance to see, Helga as she rushed off with the girls to prepare themselves. Deciding to go downstairs, Arnold had a conversation with his father as they discussed being grateful to being males since there seemed to be so much involved with girls preparing for events. Arnold had no clue what color her dress was, he asked, but she shook her head telling him to be patient. He tried to sneak into her old room to see if she stored the dress there, but she moved it. He even snuck into his parents room to see if they stored it there, but it was no where to be seen.
Looking at the time, it was an hour and a half before they would have to leave so he decided to run upstairs to take a shower. As he was in there, he could of swore he heard, Helga come in before the slam of a door was heard. When he came out, his mom was standing out in the hallway.
"No peaking. Dress up, and wait downstairs." Stella warned lightly. "I want to see your face when she comes downstairs. Also I bought the corsage already a day ago."
"Thanks mom." That dress had to be something if they wanted to wrap it in secrecy. Funny how she was acting like she was getting married instead with that warning.
After he dressed and went downstairs, his father was waiting for him with the corsage in his hand. It was pink. There was his hint. As they spoke together, and his dad told him about his prom, they stopped when Stella was coming down. She was excited.
"I have the camera. Oh, Arnold I can't wait till you see her." Stella was practically hopping up and down. "Helga! Come on down sweetheart."
Hearing footsteps approach, Arnold looked up to see her foot emerge, and the bottom edge of her dress. When she fully emerged, Arnold's breath caught. Helga looked like a princess. It was a pink sequined sweetheart dress. Her hair was in perfect waves, and not a single ounce of jewelry on her. He guessed the dress was enough.
Waiting for her at the bottom, Arnold extended his hand out for her to take, when one hand was delicately placed in his, Arnold helped her down. "You look gorgeous." Kisses her cheek. "Pure perfection."
Blushing, Helga kept going over his tux. "You look really handsome."
"Arnold." Miles interrupted them by handing him the corsage.
Issuing a small thanks to his dad, Arnold removed the corsage from the container. Seeing her hand stretch out to accept it, Arnold placed it on her left wrist. Brushing his finger over the engagement ring, Arnold felt hypnotized by her.
"Alright you twos, I want you both to say cheese." Stella lifted up the camera.
"Where's Grandma and Grandpa?" Arnold wondered as he brought, Helga into his arms.
"Don't worry about them. I want you both to smile."
Taking several pictures, Arnold and Helga made their way outside to spot his grandparents standing next to the Packard. Dangling his keys in front of him, Phil approached the young adults.
"It is washed and waxed so you can take your lady out in style." Phil informed him.
"It is what every lady deserves, Mr President." Gertie added standing by, Phil's side.
Taking the keys, Arnold examined the car in front of them. "But I could take my truck."
"Nonsense. We insist." Gertie waved at them as, Phil wrapped an arm around his wife's waist.
Waggling his finger in front of him, Phil warned him not to insult them by not taking the Packard. "You both make a mighty fine couple."
Coming forward, Helga hugged them both. "Thank you."
"Thanks guys." Hugging them both, Arnold went to open the passenger door for her. "Your chariot awaits, Swan."
"Why thank you, Lord Football Head." Getting in the passenger seat, she waited till he got in. "You know I wouldn't of minded going in with the truck, but this does have that nice classic feel to it."
Agreeing to that, Arnold started the car up, and drove away. "You do look perfect, Helga."
"Tempted in wanting to take this off?"
Releasing a breath, Arnold felt his blood rushing below his waist again. "You have no idea."
"Don't worry because I've been thinking of take your clothes off." Reaching over, Helga placed her hand on his thigh.
Arnold wondered how their friends will react when they tell them their big news.
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The hotel they were having their prom at was large and opulent. The ballroom they were in was classy. Some students felt it was too classy to the point of being afraid of touching anything. Shortly after arriving, they all took turns taking their prom pictures, and danced. There was food there.
At some point, Arnold told everyone to go outside. Wrapping his arm around, Helga's waist, they went out onto a large balcony announcing that they were getting married this summer. The girls were excited, while some of the guys asked that first question that pops up when someone young and hasn't been in a relationship that long. They ask;
"Why? Is she pregnant?" Sid blurted out as many of the friends groaned out at that question.
Scowling at him, Helga placed a hand on her hip. "Nooooooo. I have to have sex in order to do that. Doi."
"You mean you both haven't done the deed! What's the rush then?" Harold cried out.
Narrowing his eyes some, Arnold groaned. "No, she isn't pregnant. No, we don't feel like we are rushing anything especially since we both have been essentially been living in the same room since we have gotten together. She knows my habits. I know hers. We have gotten into some disagreements. We have been through some very stressful situations together. I love her. She's my best friend, girlfriend, fiance, and soon to be wife. After the summer, we are heading to the same college where we will live together, and some time after college we will have children."
"And no we aren't just doing this just to throw off our clothes and make mad passionate love together." Turns her head to look up at her love. "We love each another's. I love the good and bad in him equally."
"And I love the positive and the negative in her just the same. I feel whole with her." Arnold added.
"So if anyone has any objections to this, they'll have to take it up with, Ol' Betsey." Helga challenged.
Phoebe and Lila giggled at her display, while Gerald went to slap a hand on his best friend's shoulder. "As his best man, I already approved this marriage."
"And as the maid of honor, I concur." Phoebe chimed in happily as she went to, Helga's side.
"Did you finally find your dress, Helga?" Lila asked.
"Yep and with Pheebs and my sister's help." Helga replied as she watched some of the disbelieving friends faces change.
"Wait! So Gerald and Phoebe already knew about this? I assume you too, Lila since you seemed to already figure that out." Rhonda couldn't believe her ears. "Is there something else that no one is telling us?"
Lila remained quiet with, Brainy beside her. One bombshell at a time. This was, Helga and Arnold's moment right now. Let them regale in it.
Arnold shook his head. "By the way it is in July. The tail end of it so make sure you keep your calender clear." He warned.
Nadine clapped her hands. "Oh we are gonna throw you a bachelorette party, Helga."
"No strippers please. I'd rather see, Football Head strip only." Helga informed them as she reached behind him to casually run her hand along his rear.
Trying not to react to her touch, Arnold announced, mostly to get away from his arousal. "No strippers for me either and come on everyone let's go inside and show them how to celebrate!"
Cheering occurred around them as one by one each friend left them issuing a congratulations of some type that was accustomed by their personalities. As everyone cleared off the balcony, Arnold wrapped his arms around Helga.
"You are evil. Touching me in front of everyone." Arnold whispered out. "Wait till I get you home."
Pulling away from him, Helga sashayed away from him making sure he was thoroughly aroused. Turning her head back to him, Helga blew him a kiss. "Yeah, but you love me that way."
Hypnotized by her movements, Arnold could only muster out a very passionate response. "Ohhhhhh yes I do..." Snapping out of his thoughts, Arnold rushed up to her to pick her up bridal style. "Time to show them how to really dance."
Helga could only laugh with delight at feeling the rush of him picking her up. People were looking at them, but she didn't care even when he went to the middle of the dance floor to set her down. In the back of her mind she wanted some type of music to allow her to dance sensually with him. For her, it was simply a great way of getting some dry humping with him. Giggling at that thought, Arnold looked at her with curiosity making her whisper in his ear. Arnold whispered back in her ear that he was thinking the same way.
"We are made for one another." She purred out.
Feeling uneasy, Lila left the dance floor with, Brainy's arm wrapped around her waist. "Are you feeling ok?" Brainy wondered with concern.
Nodding her head, Lila complained of feeling too hot with her head in pain. "I need to get away from this noise and drink something that will settle my stomach."
Escorting out the doors, Brainy placed her on a couch outside the door. "I'll be back with something for you." Rushing off to get something, he saw Phoebe as he dashed passed telling her that, Lila was sitting on the couch.
Feeling slightly dizzy, Lila was taken aback when she saw, Phoebe sit down next to her. "I-I'll be fine." Lila assured her weakly.
Seeing her skin glistening, Phoebe placed a hand on her forehead to find it was hot. "You have a fever. How long have you been feeling like this?"
Feeling Phoebe take her hand, Lila knew she had to reply. "A couple of days."
Eyes widening, Phoebe checked her pulse. "Why did you come if you don't feel well? You have to not only think of yourself, but your baby." She was in no way gonna get angry at her. Stress is never good.
Seeing, Brainy come back to give her a drink she saw that Gerald came to join them. "Because I didn't want to miss the prom."
Giving her a once over himself, Brainy crouched down in front of her. "Your sick. Tell me how you are feeling."
"Well... My stomach feels like its cramping up or being punched. My head is killing me, and I just feel oh so hot right now." Lila told them weakly. She felt like she was going down before passing out.
"Call 911." Gerald yelled out as he went to help, Brainy lay her out on the couch.
Using the cold drink in her hand, Phoebe placed it against Lila's forehead. Hearing someone rush over to inform them that an ambulance was on its way, Phoebe spoke soothingly to Lila's passed out form. Soon they were joined by, Arnold and Helga. Arnold spotted a pillow and gingerly put it under her knees so she be elevated.
When the ambulance finally arrived, they looked over Lila even as she slowly was coming around to talk. She was confused and disoriented even as she answered the questions. Seeing a gurney being wheeled over and then her being lifted on it, Lila begged, Brainy to come with her. Brainy didn't need to be begged as he instantly made his way into the back of the ambulance with her.
Watching the ambulance pull away the four friends decided to climb into their own vehicles, and follow.
During a very long wait at the hospital, the four friends waited in the waiting room, while Brainy and Lila's father were waiting for the doctor to come back into, Lila's room. All four friends prayed that not only their friend was alright, but also the baby. They were afraid to speak. Fearful of saying the wrong thing that might trigger something. Soon footsteps approached them and they only looked up when they heard, Brainy's voice.
"Uh... The baby is showing to be in good shape." His nerves have been in a jumble since he saw her go down. "As for Lila, she is sick. Dehydrated for someone who drinks a lot. Still, she is also exhausted. The doctor feels confident that she'll be fine and it does happen to some females when they are sick. They'll be keeping her for a couple of days to make sure she'll be fine."
Seeing how frazzled he still was, Helga stood up along with, Phoebe to hug him. "You really love her, don't you?" Helga told him.
"Yeah. There's more to her then expected." Brainy replied as he smiled at both, Arnold and Gerald. Pulling away from the girls, he shook their hands. "Thanks for being here."
"Sure." Gerald smiled as brightly as possible.
"That's what friends are for." Arnold added. "Are you sticking around?"
Taking a deep breath to clear his mind, Brainy nodded. "I'm sticking around. Her dad offered to drive me later, but for now we want to stick around till she wakes up."
"Brainy, give her our love." Phoebe said as she took Gerald's hand.
"We might be coming by to visit tomorrow." Helga said after a slight yawn.
Yawning, Gerald gave, Helga the eye. "Seriously Pataki. Did you have to yawn? You know how contagious that is."
Fighting the urge to yawn himself, Arnold just laughed it off unsuccessfully when he just ended up yawning himself. "Now it's your fault, Gerald."
Phoebe, on her end of the group, was humming and looking away till a yawn took over her features. "And now it's Arnold's fault."
Brainy was the only one not affected as he smiled at the small group in front of him. "Thanks for coming guys. I should really get back into the room."
Agreeing to that, they all said their good bye's before leaving the hospital. Turning to, Gerald and Phoebe, Arnold had to know if they were still planning to go to the hotel. Phoebe and Gerald still wanted to go there in spite of tonight, and left the other couple behind.
Watching them depart to their car, Helga reached behind to pinch, Arnold's rear. "You still have to help me out of my dress, Football Head."
In spite of the stress of tonight, Arnold bent down to kiss her cheek. "And you still have to help me with this monkey suit, Swan."
"With pleasure. With abundant pleasure."