Arnold's Leg 1How did this happen? It all started on a very ordinary day...Arnold's Leg 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"All right then, football head! All yours." Helga said in pleasant way as she moved aside from the water fountain.
"Thanks Helga." Arnold then gave her a knowing look before he bent down to take a drink. He knew Helga was going to splash it in his face.
But she didn't. Instead, she stood by and watched him with an adoring smile when he wasn't looking. When he turned to her, she immediately looked away. He looked at her for a moment, as if studying her, wondering what she was thinking about.
"What, you going to just stand there all day? Move it, football head!" Helga then said, shoving him ahead.
But she didn't see that the janitor had accidentally knocked over a bucket of soapy water, which had stopped at Arnold's feet. So when she pushed him, he ended up sliding backwards across the floor.
"WHOA!!" He cried, trying to grab onto something to steady himself.
"ARNOLD!!" Helga screamed in terror, forgetting all about hiding her
Lovely Never, ever changeThis blew.Lovely Never, ever change5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It really sucked.
Helga had apparently succeeded in her mission the moment she showed up for the school dance that night. All to just show Rhonda and her cronies how wrong they were, and above all, to impress her beloved.
It had started a few days before the dance, when Helga had overheard Rhonda making snide remarks as to how she (Helga) could never make herself presentable and less of a tomboy for the dance. They'd even made bets! How dare they. But Helga wasn't about to take it lying down. She confronted "The Internal Fashion and Gossip Queen" as she liked to call her, and told her that she too could doll up and look awesome for a dance. Rhonda accepted her challenge, and told her good luck, she'd need it.
She sure showed them!
On the day of the dance, she'd slaved over herself the entire afternoon to make herself look good. She bought herself a simple but elegant black cocktail dress, and a pair of matching black heels. She had carefully washed and brushed her hair out,
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."Arnold Loves Helga 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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..." 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...
She lowered it one last time, and wrote out
One QuestionOne Question5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
At the soft sounds of Helga prepping for the day, Arnold opened his eyes and yawned a bit, sitting up in bed. He stretched his arms and rubbed the sleep from his eyelids. Looking at the time, he grinned a little at seeing that he beat his alarm by about fifteen minutes.
"Well, good morning, football head."
Arnold turned his gaze to the source of the voice, and smiled upon seeing his longtime girlfriend in front of the full-length mirror, still in her nightgown, and brushing her hair. He slowly got out of bed and walked over to her, bringing his arms around her from behind.
"Good morning to you too, hammerhead." Arnold teased playfully, using the silly nickname he'd come up for her when they were kids, because of how her omnipresent pigtails almost looked like the sides of a hammerhead shark, without the complete shape or the eyes at the ends, of course. Sure, she rarely wore her hair in pigtails anymore, but it was still funny to use.
Helga stuck her tongue out at his reflection and th
Arnold's Leg Epilogue"Arnold! Helga! Come on downstairs! We got something for you!"Arnold's Leg Epilogue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Arnold and Helga, who were in his bedroom playing a board game together, exchanged glances after Miles called them from downstairs. They stood up, both silently wondering what was up, and left his bedroom, going downstairs.
It was the following Sunday since Miles and Stella had been home. All weekend, the entire family, with Helga included, just caught and chatted all together, sharing stories and fun times. Miles and Stella got a laugh at how similar the kid's relationship was to Phil and Gertie when they'd been younger. They spoke about their years in school and things they'd done, Helga gave a brief mention of her real family at home but didn't go into too much details at the moment, and then came the very thing that brought it all in place, the fracturing of Arnold's leg.
"It was painful, and it wasn't any fun being so debi...debila...Helga, what's that word again?" Arnold had said.
"Debilitated." Helga had told him.
Arnold's Leg 4"Say what?! Are you crazy!?" Gerald cried. "You're taking Helga G. Pataki with us to the movies?! Why her?! Couldn't you invite Lila or someone?"Arnold's Leg 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Well, she's a little adamant about taking care of me because of my leg." Arnold said with a light shrug. "Besides, I really wanted to do something nice for her since she's stuck at my house for who-knows-how-long and taking care of me left and right."
"Wow, man. You sure have gone soft on her." Gerald said, blinking.
"Hey, come on, she's not so bad." Arnold reasoned. "She just needs time and confidence to come out of her shell and expose who she really is."
"Wow. And here I was sure you would be cryin' to me after having her in your house for the past few days!" Gerald remarked. "You sure it ain't a nightmare?"
Arnold shook his head. "It actually hasn't been that bad, Gerald. We...we....well, we actually went out for dinner last night."
"WHAT?!" Gerald yelled, and then saw everyone in the library looking at him weirdly. He lowered his voice.
The Patakis: Last MinutesAt the moment, Helga just couldn't concentrate. Even though she wasn't new to seeing a tape of Olga's award acceptance speech set to be aired during an award show, it still, left her the same feeling. Empty, angry, resentful, bored, and above all, jealous. Once again, her oh-so wonderful sister, the award-winning actress, was once again, unintentionally rubbing her fame and fortune in her face.The Patakis: Last Minutes5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But now, she was NOT going to sit for an hour or two, watching the tape over and over again, listening to Bob and Miriam pouring all their love and how proud they were of Olga into her, while she would sit in the background like a statue. No. Instead, she abruptly stood, fixed her blue hat on her head more to hide what it was really being worn for, cast a scorned look to her family as they watched and laughed at the award show taping, and went outside.
It was a cool, but still warm late summer evening, with a light breeze, and storm clouds roaming overhead, promising rain.
Helga sighed as she sa
Arnold's Leg 5"You think they'll be all right?" Gerald asked Phoebe.Arnold's Leg 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I couldn't say, but I hope so." Phoebe sighed. "I didn't think that would happen, and yet I guess I should have known better than to think otherwise."
Gerald and Phoebe didn't go home as planned. They, in fact, "observed" Arnold and Helga in secret at a distance. And what they saw was just heartbreaking for both of them for their respective best friend.
"Well, she IS Helga G. Pataki." Gerald shrugged.
Phoebe sighed again. "I know...but, I know she's not really like that. She just...she puts up a wall to keep people from getting close. Still, what she said to Arnold there was really unfair and rude."
"Not like she hasn't been before."
"Well, yes, but that's not what I mean. She went way too far. It wasn't just teasing him about his head or his hair or even that shirt he wears with the shirttails hanging out...she was using his own feelings toward her as a weapon to bring him down." Phoebe said, her voice sounding sad. "I never thou
Arnold's Leg 13"Well Arnold, it looks to me like your cast can come off!" Said the doctor as he showed Arnold and Helga, who had of course come too, a few X-Rays. "While the fracture did take longer than expected to heal, I must say it's pretty much well on its way to be healed! The medication has helped, right?"Arnold's Leg 135 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yeah, it has. And I've been pretty good about keeping it elevated and not putting strain on it of any kind." Arnold said.
Helga nodded in agreement.
"It certainly shows." The doctor said. "Well Arnold, so today we'll get your cast taken off. Now, you'll have let your leg take it easy for a couple of days, but be sure to give it some stretches and a few steps of walking. By the end of the week, you should have no problems walking. I also recommend that you do so some swimming for a while, as much as you can. The resistance of the water can definitely help your leg out."
Arnold's cheeks turned a light shade of pink, and he nodded. "Okay, that sounds good. Um, can I keep the cast? You know, as
Arnold's Leg 6"Well, Arnold, it looks like your leg is doing a bit better since you came here." The doctor said, showing the X-Rays up against the lighted screen. "The fracture still remains, but the medication is healing it slowly. In about two more months, you'll be able to walk around with a brace for a while."Arnold's Leg 65 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It had been two weeks since Arnold had fractured his leg, and now he was being brought to the doctor for a check-up on the leg. Helga had come with him, along with Arnold's grandparents.
"Does it hurt at all?" The doctor asked.
"Not so much." Arnold said. "It really only hurts when I move it."
"Mm..." The doctor nodded. "I see. Well if the pain does get a little severe at any time, I'll prescribe a better painkiller if you want."
"Um...that's okay, I should be fine. I don't move it very often, anyway."
The doctor laughed. "I suppose you're right. But if anything happens, I want you to call me right away."
"I will, doctor." Arnold promised. "Is that it?"
"Yep. You can go now." The doctor we
Arnold's Leg 14 2-2"Hey Arnold, however are you doing this evening?" Lila asked sweetly as she came up to Arnold while he was sipping punch. She was dressed as a Greek female dancer.Arnold's Leg 14 2-25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey, Lila." Arnold said. "I'm doing pretty good."
"That's ever so wonderful to hear!" Lila smiled. "I can see that you and Helga are ever so enraptured in each other every time you two dance."
Arnold blushed a bit. "Well, we do have a lot of fun dancing together. Especially now since I haven't been able to walk for so long."
"I'm oh so certain that it must have been hard." Lila nodded. "You know I'm ever so happy for you two, I know I've told you that before. I really am glad to know you've found happiness with someone oh so special. I should have expected it somehow. You two always had such an oh so intense chemistry."
"Really? You think so?"
"I'm ever so certain that I did see a lot of chemistry between you two. And I'm also ever so sorry that I've had to hold your affections and not return them. I'm sorry Arnold, I ever
Arnold's Leg 7"All right man, you are going to tell me what the heck was on your mind that you had to go see Dr. Bliss." Gerald said to Arnold as he wheeled him down the street away from the clinic.Arnold's Leg 75 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You won't tell anyone, will you?"
"Course not! What do you take me for? A blabbermouth?" Gerald said in mock offense. "No seriously man, I ain't gonna tell. Now tell me."
"Well Gerald, I'm not completely sure yet, but I think it might be coming." Arnold said in a soft voice. "I think I might have a crush on Helga."
"Uh-huh, that's nice...now really, what did you-wait, what?!" Gerald's brown eyes widened as he took in what Arnold had just said. "You have a crush on HELGA?!"
"I-I didn't say that! I said I MIGHT have a crush on her!"
"Helga G. Pataki!?"
"Yes, Gerald. Helga Geraldine Pataki."
"...Geraldine? How'd you even know her middle name?" Gerald blinked.
Arnold pointed to his cast at Helga's signature. "That's how."
"Ohhh. Okay. But man, seriou
Arnold's Leg 14 1-2"Pretty good." Arnold said, nodding to his reflection.Arnold's Leg 14 1-25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Nothing much different, he'd worn a little suit plenty of times. But tonight, tonight was truly going to be extra special. The Cultural Dance going on tonight at P.S. 118 was going to be their first "school date". He knew Helga was nervous about it, since it was their first time going to a dance together on an actual willing date. But everyone in their class knew they were going out by now, so it wouldn't be much of a surprise.
Although there was no big public announcement of him and Helga being an item, everyone just slowly found out, seeing the two of them together in school for quite a while now, not to mention the occasional holding of hands. Curly was actually one of the students to find out, and he of course tried to put the moves on Rhonda by saying "C'mon baby, we can be just like Arnold and Helga there...", to which led to Rhonda finding out, and the news went on from there.
For a few hours, they were hot gossip. Because e
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.Arnold Loves Helga 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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's TemptationA nineteen-year-old Arnold struggled down the sidewalk, his arms loaded down with packages that his grandfather had asked him to come down to the mall to pick up for him. Christmas was coming up in only a few weeks, and old Jack Frost had paid them a visit. The sidewalks and streets were coated in a white blanket of snow, and all the ponds and lakes in the city were frozen over. Arnold being more than aware of this, his entire body was snug as could be in a thick jacket, some pants, a hat and a scarf.Arnold's Temptation5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Feeling incredibly tired after walking for so long, Arnold decided that a small break was in order, and stopped by a bus bench to set his heavy load of packages down on with a sigh of relief. He sat down on the bench beside his pile of packages, picking one small one out in particular to observe a moment. He unwrapped the small parcel, revealing a little, black velvet box. Cracking it open with a smile, he marveled at the modest little diamond ring in the box. His eyes twinkled upon looki
Arnold Loves Helga 8 EndArnold opened his eyes, and yawned. He attempted to stretch, but it was then that he realized that something soft and warm was leaning on him. He blinked a little through foggy eyes, and looked down to see Helga slouching on him, a blissful smile resting on her sweet face.Arnold Loves Helga 8 End5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She looked so peaceful... Arnold smiled, but then realized that they must have fallen asleep. He yawned again, and looked over towards the clock, seeing that it was almost ten-thirty. He frowned a little, knowing that this meant he'd have to wake her up.
He hugged her close to his chest, and breathed in her vanilla scent, then sighed softly. He took his free hand, and began pushing her hair out of her face gently.
She stirred a little, and her eyelids twitched. He continued brushing her hair out of her face, and before long, her eyes fluttered open, and she yawned. She looked up at him, and he smiled a little. "Hey," He greeted quietly.
She looked panicked for a moment, but then the memories from before flooded back,
Arnold's Leg 3"Here! I stocked your desk with some fresh supplies for you!" Helga then said, trying to put on a nicer front as she showed Arnold the inside of his desk.Arnold's Leg 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Wow, really? Thanks, Helga." Arnold smiled.
"Just...um, well, you know, don't get too used to it!" Helga blushed, moving the chair away so that he could sit at the desk on his wheelchair.
Arnold chuckled. "Whatever you say, Helga."
At lunchtime, Arnold was waiting at a table with Gerald and Phoebe while Helga had insisted on getting his lunch for him. Gerald had said he would get it, but Helga wouldn't have it, claiming she was responsible and would cater to his every need.
"Wow...this is starting to sound like the time I broke my leg and she took care of me." Phoebe recalled. "Except you wouldn't pretend to still be wounded so she'd cater to you longer."
Arnold shook his head. "Nah, I couldn't do that to her."
"Why not, man? She'd deserve it!" Gerald snorted.
"And here ya go, all your favourites." Helga said, coming back and pla
DenseHey, I'm Arnold. I do have a last name, just for those of you who don't know. I still don't understand how nobody knows it. My Grandpa says it to me all the time. It's Shortman. Yeah, I know. Ha ha. But I'm really not all that short anymore. I'm not all that tall, but I'm not short either. I'm about 5'6", and I'm 15, so I think I'm growing at a pretty decent pace for a boy. I had a growth spurt when I hit 14 that I was pretty giddy about. I gained about three inches that one time!Dense5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What's up? I'm Helga. Helga G. Pataki. What's the G stand for? I'll tell you.
GET OUT OF MY FACE!
Okay, okay, I don't really do that anymore. Granted, I'm still the me everyone remembers, of course, but I'm not just not the same as I was back when I was a kid. I've just kinda mellowed out over the years, you know? In high school, it's not so effective being a bully because for one, the student population is huge, two, there is ALWAYS someone, regardless of grade level, always has some kind of a higher lev
Ignoring Part 7 End"Gimme your money, girly!"Ignoring Part 7 End5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Helga's eyes widened as she came to see that her attacker was an older teenager, a mugger even. Little did she know, it was the same punk who had stolen Arnold's bus card all those months ago. She struggled to escape, uttering grunts of protest, but it did nothing.
"Hey! You deaf or somethin'? Give me my money!" The punk snarled, grabbing the collar of her shirt. "I ain't afraid of hittin' girls, ya know."
"J-Just let me go, I have nothing on me." Was all Helga could say. She had lost all the will and strength she had, which was pathetic, and she hated herself for it. She tried hard to muster strength, but had no success.
"Ha! That's what they always say!" Laughed the punk. "I'll take it by force if I gotta!"
Helga whimpered as the teen tightened his hold, and immediately his fist struck with her cheek, a pained whimper coming from her. He just laughed and threw her to the ground, where she fell up against a few trash cans.
"What's wrong, girly? You ain't so
Arnold's Leg 11"So I'll see you back at the house later then." Arnold said.Arnold's Leg 115 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yeah, I'll be back around seven or eight, depending how long Pheebs wants this little study session to last." Helga nodded.
"Whatever you say, Helga." Arnold smiled at her sweetly. "Come here."
"Huh? But I'm standing right here." Helga said, pointing at the ground at her feet.
"No no, I mean come lean down toward me, there's something I want to give you."
"Oh, okay." Helga did as he asked.
Reaching up toward her, he gently held the sides of her face and pecked her on the lips, and then settled back in his chair. "I'll see you back at the house, Helga. Have a good study session." He smiled and then wheeled off down the sidewalk to go meet Gerald.
Helga's cheeks turned as pink as her dress, and she touched her fingers to her lips, unable to believe he'd just done that. While they were used to kissing each other since she'd happily agreed to be his girlfriend, even a bit before that, she just couldn't help but swoon a little. S
The Elevator 1"What do you think of this one, Helga?"The Elevator 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Helga, having been boredly leaning against a nearby rack, looked over at her best friend as she held up a bright yellow dress with a corset style bust, a long flowering skirt with patterned sequins, a cowl neckline, and held by two spaghetti straps. It was way too big for Phoebe, most likely going to hide her petite form inside of it.
"Buzz buzz, bumblebee." Helga said sarcastically. "Not going to work Pheebs, everyone will see the dress and then wonder where you went."
"Oh." Phoebe realized, and nodded, putting the dress back. "Well Helga...I can't seem to find a good dress. Will you please help me pick one?"
"Isn't that why I'm here?" Helga pulled herself away and went to the rack of dresses along the aisle. She skimmed through them, her hand on her chin, thoughtfully scanning the various colours, styles, and sizes of all the dresses. "I think you're gonna have to go with blue, it IS an Ice and Snow dance."
"Very true, Helga. I do appreciate st
Arnold's Leg 2"Listen, Helga, you really don't have to do this..." Arnold said as Helga helped to wheel him into his room. "I-I appreciate the help, but you-"Arnold's Leg 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"No, YOU listen to me, football head...you think I WANT to be here?!" Helga interrupted, shutting the door behind her, and threw her duffel bag down. "But for the sake of everyone else, we gotta do this until it's over."
Arnold sighed. He felt bad for dragging Helga into something she clearly didn't want to do. At least, not to this extent. He could tell by her sincerity that she wanted to help him, but this much? It was a little bit TOO much. But she was right, for the sake of others and even themselves, they had to.
"Well...I guess." Arnold said. "Anyway, this is my room."
"Uh, doi, I knew that!" Helga said, rolling her eyes. But inside she was grinning with joy. Arnold my love, of course it's your room! Only you could have such a wonderful kind of room like this...I remember it well, since I saw it so many times. "Um... I really li
Love So True PrologueIt was pretty inevitable, from what Brian "Brainy" Jehoshaphat Williams knew. He knew it all along.Love So True Prologue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He watched as the girl he loved, Helga Pataki, shared an ice cream sundae with Arnold at Slausen's. It had been a month since their return from San Lorenzo, and she and the football-headed boy have been together since he had confessed he felt the same way about her. The two had been very much in love, and although kept their relationship low key and more of a secret at school, but Brainy knew of their love, he knew it since their return from San Lorenzo.
He knew it was going to happen.
Despite it, he was happy for her. Very happy for her. Helga had been a lot happier and lighter since they'd returned from San Lorenzo, since she and Arnold began dating. It was great seeing her on Cloud 9, and how she was able to openly express to Arnold that she loved him instead of hating him. Yes, she did kind of continue her usual facade in front of their classmates, which was a tough thing to do since