"Why did you love me?" Helga paused for a minute before saying, "You were the only person who ever noticed me." TRIGGER WARNING: This story discusses themes and acts of suicide and character death. If you're struggling, please reach out to your loved ones and professionals. It will get better.

Helga había evitado a Arnold desde que regresaron de San Lorenzo, pero aún quedaban algunas cosas por aclarar.

Rhonda Wellington Lloyd is her parents' only daughter and child. Born with the proverbial silver spoon in her mouth. Spoiled. Privileged. Brat. What others saw as entitled, I saw as standards, and mine were high, especially when it came to men. Follow the rich brat, Rhonda Wellington Lloyd, through her everyday life to where she could be over for.

How could she set out their circumstances without an exhaustive verbiage? ...With just a little and enigmatic reminder. She grabbed his shirt and planted her lips firmly on his. "The heat of the moment," she said. And, since then, the heat of the moment repeated itself several times.

¿Acaso era su alma que se había desprendido de su cuerpo? ¿Acaso había tenido uno de esos "desprendimientos astrales" de los que tanto hablaba Sheena? ¿Acaso...? ¿Acaso estaba... muerta? Sintió sus rodillas -Sí; tenía rodillas- ceder sobre su propio peso y precipitarse sobre el suelo. Sintió a su cara volver a estrellarse contra la tierra, y luego ya no supo nada.

Everyone would be better off if Helga Pataki wasn’t around. Including Helga. Running away was her only chance of a good life. That was, until a certain football head became determined to find her. Arnold, Phoebe, and Gerald all set out to look for their missing friend. Can they convince her to come back home?

An authorized continuation of The J.A.M.'s Awake. Helga is frustrated that past events involving her and Arnold are yet to come. Odds are that she's not keen on waiting this time around. But is it true that fools rush in where footballheads fear to tread?

Phoebe sabía que había un chico en particular que le gustaba mucho, pero, a diferencia de su mejor amiga, el amor no dirigía su vida. No quería ser como ella: intensa, arrebatada, apasionada... ¿sería esa la única forma de amar?

A story similar to Triple X aside from some of the stunts that occur in the movie. A lot of the characters have never met so it leaves room for some meetings but also some of the characters are going to be a little OOC so hang on tight. A lot of the characters will be in the story and their will be cussing and mentions of drug and maybe some gory scenes so brace yourselves

After Helga's family abandons her and a foreclosing beeper store she is sent to live with her grandparents in South Dakota, leaving Arnold behind. Over a decade later a chance encounter in Vegas leads to a hasty visit to a wedding chapel. Will they come to regret this hasty decision?

Continuando con los sucesos de Hillwood Tales, Arnold, Helga y sus amigos se enfrentarán a la increíble aventura de crecer, como nuevos estudiantes en la Bartlett Junior High School. Conoce a sus nuevos amigos y lo que ocurrió con los antiguos.

Continuing with the events of Hillwood Tales, Arnold, Helga and their friends will facing the amazing adventure of growing up, as new students in the Bartlett Junior High School! Meet their new friends and what happened with their old ones.

Helga gets put into a psych ward

¡Bienvenido a este pequeño viaje de mini 7 partes! Donde la aspirante a artista-genio Helga Pataki, intentará sobrevivir con la nueva e incómoda atención de sus padres, el cambio de carrera de su hermana y la nueva escuela de genios dotados que le ha dado una beca especial! Basada en la trama de The Patakis Piloto y participando en #ThePatakisWeek.

Gerald iba emocionadísimo a encontrarse con su mejor amigo, quien al fin había vuelto a Hillwood. Pero se encontró con la complejidad personificada unos escalones antes. Mini one-shot.

It was October 8th when twelve-year-old Helga Pataki shot and killed her father, and as law enforcement discover the horrific events leading up to the shooting, the already heavily scrutinized Pataki family face even harsher judgement from their neighbors, the media, and eventually the entire country. (Rated M for themes)

Helga's less than loving home life and her still unrequited feelings for Arnold sent her down a darker path in high school. Now in college, her path is filled with one bad choice after another. When Arnold finds out, he might be able to help her. If he's even willing to try.

Love has a funny way of working out for Arnold and Helga. I hope it works out for them...

A one shot exploring how Helga feels about her family matriarchy, as well as women around her. (Rated T for themes)

Hubo un tiempo en el que a ella le importó. El problema era que, con el tiempo, el corazón de Helga G. Pataki se fue deteriorando tanto que simplemente el amor que una vez le tuvo a su familia se marchitó. Oneshot.

Desde que entraron en la secundaria Helga ya no molesta a Arnold, no hay empujones, apodos, ni bolitas de papel en su cabeza. La paz. Hasta que Ivan y su acoso a Helga provocan que Arnold vea más allá, ahí donde una niña violenta en realidad esta pidiendo ayuda. ArnoldxHelga Oneshot

Ever since Gerald and Pheobe started dating public Arnold and Helga decided to start a bond so the two don't feel left out when hanging out with Gerald and Pheobe. Will Helga finally tells Arnold how she feels about him? Find out in 'A New life for you' * UPDATED VERSION* THIS STORY CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND THEMES NOT MEANT FOR CHILDREN! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Podría parecer que la vida está por acabarse, pero también podría estar comenzando.

The transition of a preteen can be a difficult one. Things you once liked, now bore you. People you once hated, suddenly interest you. The body you were once comfortable with, now causes you to struggle with feelings you never knew existed. After their grueling adventure in the jungles of San Lorenzo, the students of P.S118 thought their biggest battle was now over... but was it?

Un día cambiaría mi vida para siempre, un día que no podre olvidar jamás aunque lo intente, un día de abril fue la primera vez que besé a Helga Pataky