Arnold Loves Helga 4"Well Arnold, looks like you dug your own grave, man." Gerald said sympathetically."I can't believe she did that! Now thanks to whoever wrote that message on the wall, I have to go on a date with Helga!" Arnold groaned.It was after school that day, and Arnold and Gerald were walking to the boarding house together. Of course, it had been a long and tiring day full of merciless teasing based on the very subject Arnold now dreaded. Whoever had written the message on the wall was going to pay for it if they ever stepped up and admitted it. Once more he pushed the violent thoughts aside and focused on the dreaded fact that he had to go on his first real date, aside from back on Valentine's Day, with Helga of all people. This was not going to go well."It's a real shame, man." Gerald agreed, shaking his head. "Mmm mmm mmm. Well, looks like you got no choice. It's either that or Helga beats you to a pulp!""That actually sounds like a better idea." Arnold sighed. "I don't know what to do, G
Arnold Loves Helga 3Arnold swung on the swing lowly, his head down, and his thoughts elsewhere. He almost wished that whoever wrote the message on the wall would come forward... so he could kick him or her in the shin. He wasn't usually a violent person... but this really sucked.Gerald sat down on the swing beside him quietly, not saying a word for a good minute. "So..."Arnold grunted, and shifted his face up to stare blankly at Gerald.Gerald offered a smile, and held onto the chains of the swing, his feet on the ground pushing him back and forth. "There's a bright side to this, I know... but unfortunately I don't have your optimist skills, man... so what's the bright side? I'm sure kicking some of your optimism skills into use will make you feel better."Arnold dropped his head again, and groaned. "There is no bright side."Gerald gasped. "Arnold, man... what is wrong with you? First, you're in love with Helga, then you can't-"He was cut off by Arnold standing up abruptly and giving him a scowl, and
Arnold Loves Helga 2Arnold stepped out of his house, and into the cold, crisp air that told of morning. He inhaled deeply, enjoying the smells that morning always brought, and then let it all out in a contented sigh.He stepped down from his stoop, and walked over towards the bus stop, where Gerald was waiting for him. He knew that it was a beautiful day, and kind of wished he hadn't made plans to ride the bus with Gerald, so he could walk to school and really enjoy the morning, but the thought of pushing the window down, and feeling the cold, exhilarating morning air rush through his golden locks as the metal beast roared down the high way, caused him to quickly discard such thoughts from his mind.He walked up to Gerald and smiled a little as they just casually did their "hand-shake", almost instinctually, upon seeing eachother. Gerald returned his smile, and shifted a little from foot to foot, his arms crossed over his chest coolly. "Hey, man.""Good morning, Gerald." He greeted, "So, how did your sist
Arnold Loves Helga 1"If only for one brief, mad moment it were true... Call me mad, but I dare. I dare!" Helga produced a piece of chalk in her hand, holding it up dramatically as she continued with her I love Arnold monologue soliloquy that she never failed to recite every day. "With this chalk and no witnesses in sight, I will write the words upon this wall which bear my soul, expressing all, I hope, I dream, I pine and I pray, with true, forever and a day."She grinned brightly, and turned to the wall fully, beginning to write the name of the eternal holder of her heart, the name to which she dare not speak, in beautiful cursive with the chalk...Arnold"Arnold..." She narrated upon writing the most beautiful name ever to be heard upon her ears.She lowered the chalk on the wall slightly, and began writing the next word, a very powerful word that she knew all too well, in her daring quest...Loves"Loves..."She lowered it one last time, and wrote out
The Ninja Story 17"It's pretty complicated, like I said. Um...hey, I know this might sound weird, but could you maybe not mention this conversation to anyone? Especially not Helga. I-I don't think she'd like that.""A secret, huh? Well kid, you're lucky I'm good at keeping secrets. So spill, I'm all ears."Arnold took a deep breath, looking at a lump of clay he was holding in his hands, that he'd been given to play with. This was going to be very weird to talk about to a complete stranger, someone much older than he was no less, and yet, it would be nice to have someone who wasn't involved know about this. Maybe it would do him so good. Maybe he could get good advice.And maybe even help in coming to terms with how he felt."Well you were half right. I think I know now without doubt that Helga really does love me.""Love? Wow kid, no wonder. She clearly has it bad for you. How old are you two, nine? Ten? Damn.""Y-Yeah, we're nine."The older blonde looked at him then, a smirk stretching at his lips. "S
Helga VS Edward silliness XDIt was an epic showdown...Helga Pataki vs Edward Cullen.Edward: Do I dazzle you?Helga: No.Edward: I'm dangerous, you know. You should stay away.Helga: If you're so dangerous, then how come you have never once proved it? If you really could kill Bella instantly like you say you can, then why didn't you?Edward: Well duh, I have to keep up appearances.Helga: No. You're just a big talker, thinking you're some big shot.Edward: I'm a vampire.Helga: Vampire? PLEASE! What a joke! You're nothing but a genetically enhanced super human who feasts on blood for sustenance and sparkles when exposed to the rays of the sun, with "VAMPIRE" as some kind of last-minute label. You're a joke, a disgrace to all vampires.Edward: There isn't any rule about how Vampires are.Helga: True enough, there are variations in different stories. But you? Come on, you don't even come close. Criminy, you're a FAIRY! And that's only one reason why Twilight sucks. You and Bella, what love story? That's not love!