Blind Date: A Morning ProposalLight began to flood the light green wallpapered room as a loud, blaring beeping emitted from the clock on the table by the bed. A hand drowsily appeared from under the soft pink duvet and slammed down on the clock, narrowly missing the snooze button. Frustratingly, the hand slammed down again, this time achieving its goal. Helga peeked out from underneath the sanctuary of her covers and peered at the clock, groaning as she saw the bright red 6:30 staring back at her. Time to get ready for another bland day of high school. She managed to pull herself out of bed and stumble across her room where she sleepily opened the closet door. The closet was fairly bare compared to her childhood years when it had held elaborate shrines to Arnold, the boy whose love she had for him constantly tormented her young heart and soul. All that remained of this former worship was a dusty box filled with volumes one through thirty-seven and a half of her poetry regarding him.Blind Date: A Morning Proposal5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She cast a quick glance at the b
Blind Date: An Extreme PlanThe locker closed with a slam as a sixteen-year old blonde haired girl turned to face her best friend. "Hey Pheebs, what's up?" Helga said with a soft smile.Blind Date: An Extreme Plan5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Phoebe returned her friend's smile, but hesitated in answering as she looked in to Helga's darkened blue eyes. That look, it was still there. Her eyes had appeared to be missing some life ever since shortly after Helga had turned fourteen. Phoebe had never entirely figured out why Helga had appeared to die a little at that point, but she had logically reached the assumption (being the logical person that she was of course) that it had something to do with Arnold. Even though she had attempted to pry the truth from Helga, she had proven to remain tight lipped about it, refusing to talk at all about anything regarding Arnold. Phoebe responded, "Not much, Helga. Are you ready for Valentine's Day?"
Helga raised her left eyebrow in disgust at the very mention of the holiday. "Seriously Pheebs? Why would I care about that nauseating, ca
Motifs of Helga and ArnoldMotifs of Helga and ArnoldMotifs of Helga and Arnold5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
To begin, let's first define motif for those of you who don't know. A motif is a recurring subject, theme, idea, etc. It is clear to see that the show has quite a few motifs surrounding the explosive relationship of Helga and Arnold. Whether or not you believe they are soul mates (which you totally should because it's true) is totally up to you. However, allow me to shed some light on the motifs used for them.
1. Arnold Hears Helga
Tendra has already discussed this one in a prior post, however it is clearly a big motif within the show. First started in the first episode on Nickelodeon, "Downtown as Fruits", it has remained a quintessential gag. The first one went like this:
Helga: Hey! Where are the fruits?!
Phoebe: They're not here Helga. They never showed up.
Helga: What? *blinks* Arnoooooold!!
*cut to wide city view then to bus*
Arnold to Gerald: Did you hear something just now?
This gag continues throughout the series, mos
Blind Date:Better Than a DreamArnold sat nervously at the table at Chez Paris, flipping through his menu and repeatedly checking his pocket watch. It was pointless to go through the menu as much as he did for he already knew what he was getting. There was only one thing at Chez Paris that he liked and that was the steak tartar, as it was the closest thing to a burger he could get there and he wasn't really into their fancy French food anyways. Glancing out the window, he saw Gerald sitting at the bench who looked over at him and shot him an encouraging thumbs up. He returned the gesture and turned to face the empty chair directly in front of him. He reminisced about his first date two years ago with Kathleen in an effort to stave off his nerves.Blind Date:Better Than a Dream5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The date had gone incredibly well. Kathleen and him had talked the entire night away as she shared stories of her adventures in the hospital and homeless shelter as a volunteer and he had shared his own thoughts about the world and his optimistic vision of it. The entire ti
Blind Date: Love and DeathIt was a blustery October 5th in Hillwood. Eleven-year old Arnold walked along the bridge that went over the harbor, his hands in his pockets and a solemn look upon his features. Today marked the anniversary of his parents' disappearance in San Lorenzo. They had taken off in a plane and had never been heard from or seen again. Arnold kept on holding to the belief that his parents would miraculously return to Hillwood and all would be grand and glorious. However, life was beginning to teach him that miracles don't always happen. His mind mulling over these revelations, he leaned forward on the bridge and gazed out about the harbor. He enjoyed watching the ships sail through as he liked to imagine the far off places that they would go off to and the adventures that they experienced out on the high seas. Cradling his head in his hand, he allowed his mind to wander until a pink fluttering bow caught his eye. It belonged to none other than Helga, who was sitting on the edge of the pier withBlind Date: Love and Death5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Blind Date:Panic in the StreetPools of golden light lined the sidewalk as Arnold and Gerald walked towards Chez Paris in the crisp night air. Gerald looked over at Arnold and asked, "How're you feeling?"Blind Date:Panic in the Street5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Nervous, but excited! I feel like doing this is a great way to start changing things for the better." He smiled and allowed his half lidded gaze to grace his face. Meanwhile Gerald stiffly nodded as he went through numerous disaster scenarios in the extremely likely event that everything blew up in his face. He just didn't see why Phoebe found it wise to set Arnold and Helga up, but he had learned to trust his girlfriend. Plus, even though she was small, she had the ferocity and fury of a thousand crazy ninjas.
They rounded the corner and arrived at Chez Paris, where Gerald grabbed the door for Arnold with a slick, "After you, Romeo." Arnold just rolled his eyes and walked in.
"Welcome to Chez Paris. Do you have a reservation?" inquired a stuck up looking maitre'd.
"Yea. Romeo, the seven o'c
Blind Date: Starting OverHelga's heart stopped when Arnold slumped forward with his face pale as a ghost and his eyes closed. "Arnold! ARNOLD!" she cried as she launched forward with her arms outstretched. She managed to catch him just before he hit the ground and slowly lowered him down shakily, her breath catching in her throat and her heart threatening to beat out of her chest. Her head snapped up and her eyes found Jacques standing just a few feet away with a dumbfounded expression on his face. "What're you doing just standing there?! Grab that water off the table and hand it to me!" Without question he did just that then scurried off into the kitchen to grab a drink for himself to calm his nerves. Helga splashed the water in Arnold's face, who woke up sputtering and coughing. She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back against the planter with her hand on her chest wondering what she had done to shock him so badly. "Are you are you all right?" she carefully asked as she calmed down.Blind Date: Starting Over5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Blind Date: Box of MemoriesA petite Asian girl approached the blue house as the sun set, casting everything around her in a warm glow. It was just before 5 PM on Valentine's day, the time she had agreed to come over and help Helga get ready for the blind date. She was excited, but also nervous for the night as she knew that so many things were about to change. Hopefully, they would all be changes for the better and not permanent damaging ones. Her white Converse sneakers smacked the concrete as she hopped up the steps and opened the front door with the spare key Helga had given her years ago for emergency use. She figured that Helga wouldn't mind if she let herself in. A quick glance around was enough for Phoebe to conclude that Helga's parents had already left for the night.Blind Date: Box of Memories5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Phoebe dashed up the stairs and softly knocked at Helga's door. When there was no answer, she slowly opened it and peered in. "Helga? Helga are you here?" Her eyes landed on Helga sitting on the bed, her pigtails hanging limply on her shoul
Blind Date: Time Heals AllBlearily opening her eyes, Helga looked about her room as the first rays of morning poured in from her window. She slowly sat up and clutched her head, trying to recall the events of the previous night. Once she had pulled back her covers to reveal that she was still in the same dress from last night, everything came back to her. Arnold's realization she was Cecile, their reconnection over French cuisine, the pier, that kiss It wasn't a dream at all. It had all happened and she had ran away from it due to her own insecurities. Silently cursing herself, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and leapt out.Blind Date: Time Heals All4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
On her way to her closet something caught Helga's eye that made her abruptly stop in her tracks. Out of her peripheral vision she had noticed that something was not quite right at her desk. Walking over towards her desk, she searched for whatever it was that had given her the feeling that something had changed. Her fingers touched the mirror that sat upon the desk as she si
Blind Date: Forgive and Forget"I'm sorry," Helga repeated as she searched Arnold's face for any signs of hostility. Arnold stared back at Helga with his emerald eyes as he mulled over what she had just said. He had known for a long time that her actions that night had been rash and that she had regretted them. In fact he had silently forgiven her in his mind a while ago, deciding to move on from the incident rather than dwell on it.Blind Date: Forgive and Forget5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
With a smile and squeeze of her hand, Arnold quietly said, "I know." A wave of relief washed over Helga as she smiled as well, knowing that Arnold had forgiven her. However, the unshakeable guilt still remained in the pit of her stomach like a rock and she didn't know if it would ever erode away. They stood in silence as they took in the moonlit ocean and the stars sparkling in the night sky above them. The sound of waves crashing beneath the pier soothed Helga's rattled nerves and made her feel more at ease with everything. She couldn't help but wonder why Arnold was so quic
Themes of Hey ArnoldThemes of Hey Arnold!Themes of Hey Arnold5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Throughout the show's run, there have been a multitude of life lessons and morals imparted to the viewers. These have been learned through the mistakes of various characters or simply through different life experiences. In thinking over these lessons learned, several themes appear that show that while the lessons themselves were individual, the overall ideas of Hey Arnold were quite broad and powerful.
This is arguably the biggest theme of the show as we are exposed to all kinds of love during the various episodes and it is practically present in some form in all the episodes. These kinds of love include unrequited, first love, familial love, platonic love, and unwanted love.
In the category of unrequited love, it is fairly obvious that Helga is the main character that is demonstrative of this theme. Throughout the six years of her crush/obsession over Arnold, he has never once returned the same sentiments of love to her. She has had to d
You're Not AloneHelga slumped down on to the couch in the family living room and curled her arms around her knees, burying her face into her legs. She tried to keep the tears at bay, but it was no use. Letting out a muffled sob, the tears flowed freely from her deep blue eyes and streamed down her cheeks as the setting sun bathed the room in an effervescent glow. Her parents had abruptly left to go see her sister in Germany, leaving her behind in the house all alone and her best friend, Phoebe, had been too busy with her various clubs and classes to spend any time with her.You're Not Alone4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She had actually just gotten off the phone with Phoebe not too long ago. "Phoebe? Did you want to hang out tonight? We could watch a movie or something."
"Helga, I'm sorry, but you know how busy I am. I have three papers to write, a chess club agenda to draft for tomorrow's meeting, and cello practice to attend to."
"Oh," Helga had dejectedly said. "Well, don't worry about it."
"We'll hang out together again, eventually," sighed Ph
A Surprise ReunionHelga hung upside down over the edge of her bed with her golden hair cascading all about her as she lost herself completely in her English reading assignment. On the cover of her book it read Pride and Prejudice, one of her all time favorite novels which she was only too happy to read again for her freshman Introduction to English Composition class. The sun shone in through her dorm's small window, reflecting off of the papers that littered the dorm's blue carpeted floor. Outside the faint sound of students walking back after their afternoon classes could be heard. Helga smiled to herself, grateful that her party girl of a roommate had already left for the rest of the day leaving her alone in her reading. Even though they were polar opposites in personality, they had gotten along quite well considering that they didn't spend much time in the room together.A Surprise Reunion4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She sighed as she reached the part where Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett first met. She had always fancied herself as a modern Lizz
Blind Date: Blinded By TruthHelga sat at her desk, staring listlessly at her reflection in the mirror as Phoebe curled her freshly blown dried hair. Her eyes traveled to a crack at the right side of the mirror, the sight of it making her heart twinge a little. The memory of what had caused that crack was something that she had been unable to erase no matter how hard she tried. Phoebe noticed Helga slightly wince which caused her to inquire as to what was the matter.Blind Date: Blinded By Truth5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Nothing Pheebs. Just felt a draft, that's all." Phoebe eyed her skeptically, but kept on curling her hair rather than pushing further. She knew better anyways and wasn't about to push her luck after the closet incident.
They continued to remain in silence for the next fifteen minutes. "You remember when we all used to hang out together? Just the four of us?" Phoebe suddenly said in an attempt to break the unbearable silence. Helga shifted in her seat uncomfortably. She did remember and could still easily recall all their exciting adventures. There ha
It Happens EverytimeIt Happens Everytime5 years ago in Romance More Like This
It all started on my first day of preschool.
I was all ready to go, yet my parents were fawning over Olga the way they always did. They didn't seem to acknowledge me at all. I became tired of waiting, so I decided I was going to preschool, even if I had to go by myself.
I walked through the streets alone. It was raining, and I had no coat or umbrella to shield me. I approached some scary-looking people in the street. At a crosswalk, I got splashed with mud. I pressed forward, but a big, mean stray dog suddenly appeared and grabbed the handle of my lunchbox. I held on as tight as I could, but it was to no avail. The dog overpowered me and managed to steal it.
Soon I arrived outside the doors of the preschool. I was just about ready to cry, wondering what had I done to deserve such a terrible life at home, being ignored and neglected by everyone around me. Even when my family did notice me, it was never for any good attention. That kind of attention always went to Olga. I was just
Blind Date: Forget Me NotArnold snipped the ribbon and stood back to admire his handiwork. On his desk sat a pink gift bag filled with maroon tissue paper with the handles tied together by a simple pink ribbon. He liked the ribbon as it reminded him a lot of Helga's omnipresent pink bow. Today was her fourteenth birthday, and being the great friend that he was he had picked out a gift she was sure to love. A leather bound journal with gold trimmed pages that would surely be filled with her poems within a few months. She was never too keen on sharing her poems with him, and this had always been a point of confusion for him seeing as how close they were. Through this gift, he not only hoped to make her happy, but to also provide her with a vessel through which she could share her beautiful poems with him.Blind Date: Forget Me Not5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Snatching the bag up off his desk, he ran downstairs with his flannel shirt flying behind him. He had recently made the huge decision to flip his shirts, and now his red and yellow plaid shirt hung over his gre
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
Blind Date: Time to Look UpArnold lay on his bed with his arms behind his head, silently gazing out his skylight as the first rays of sun began to touch the sky. He had had a difficult time sleeping last night and had finally given up at four in the morning, opting to just get dressed for school and think instead as he had done so many times before. Nothing had gone right for him over the past several months. First his grandmother had lost her fight with the bacterial infection and had succumbed to her disease, then Kathleen had decided that after nearly two years of being in a relationship with him that she wanted different things. He knew that she had broken it off with him simply because she didn't know how to handle the cruelness of reality. The day that they had attended his grandmother's funeral, she had just sat there as still as a china doll, visibly uncomfortable at all the grieving and quite unsure of what to do. When Arnold had broken down shortly after the burial, Kathleen had simply walked away, optBlind Date: Time to Look Up5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
TTWD: EpilogueThe locker door slammed shut in Helga's face as she turned to find Rhonda with a devious smile on her face. "Have a nice Spring Break, Helga?"TTWD: Epilogue4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fine," she curtly replied as she turned to reopen her locker in an attempt to ignore Rhonda.
"Well, we certainly enjoyed your antics at the party last week," Rhonda said, with a derisive snort. Helga's face flushed a little, but she managed to remain stoic as she rummaged in her locker and pulled out various textbooks. "You definitely gave us quite a show," baited Rhonda.
"Hope you enjoyed it, because I know exactly what happened," Helga haughtily responded while banging her locker shut. A small laugh escaped Rhonda.
"And to think you did it all in front of Arnold! Oh what he must think of you know." Rhonda let out another tinkling laugh while Helga's face flushed even more. Next thing Helga knew, she felt a pair of lips crashing against her's as a pair of arms enveloped her body. A loud gasp that surely came from Rhonda met Helga's ears as she
Blind Date: Unspeakable NightIn record time he reached the front door of the Pataki's household. He rang the doorbell repetitively until a very annoyed Bob swung the door open. Arnold dashed in underneath his arm as Bob shouted after him, "Whattaya think you're doing?!"Blind Date: Unspeakable Night5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Sorry, Mr. Pataki! I gotta see Helga!" Arnold yelled back as he scrambled up the stairs. Bob just waved his hand and sauntered back into the living room to watch more of his favorite game show, figuring that the two teens could work whatever their drama was out on their own.
Once he reached the top of the stairs, he slammed Helga's door open with such force that it caused the wall to shake a little. Helga's head snapped up and she leapt off her bed as Arnold ran towards her. "Helga, I'm so so sorry! I know that I forgot your birthday and I know that I should have at least called or something! Gah, I messed up! Really messed up! How can I make this up to you?" He pleadingly looked at her as she turned away from him and looked in her mirror. She cou
A Christmas SurpriseA light breeze ruffled her blonde hair as snow flurried around her while she sat on the front stoop of her home with her head resting on the palms of her hands. Even though it was Christmas morning, Helga was feeling incredibly glum. Last year's Christmas had been incredible, what with her receiving the amazing gift of Nancy Spumoni snow boots from Miriam only to turn around and give them up in order to reunite Mr. Hyunh with his daughter, Mai. All of that to preserve her beloved Arnold's optimism and belief in miracles. She inhaled deeply as she recalled how peaceful and happy she felt, and how she had finally realized that loving someone means sometimes putting them before yourself.A Christmas Surprise4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
However this Christmas was very different. Miriam had stumbled down the stairs early in the morning and proceeded to get intoxicated with an eggnog cocktail of some sort while her father had taken off to go spend Christmas with her older sister, Olga, and her new fiancé, Tristan. She snorted in amuse
TTWD: Collide"I guess I should start at the beginning," started Arnold nervously as he slightly tugged at his shirt collar.TTWD: Collide4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"That would be a wonderful place, genius," Helga snidely remarked with a smirk.
"You remember me going to go get a drink right?" Helga nodded at this. "After I got my water, I came back and found you in the middle of a drinking match with Harold. It wasn't until I saw him throw his shot back on the floor that I really got mad and-"
"WHAT?! HE CHEATED?! WHY THAT SLIMY LITTLE-" she slammed her fist down on the table and scowled. Arnold winced at this, but managed to continue on.
"Yes, he was cheating and I'm sure you'll make him pay for it. Once I saw that, I forced my way through the crowd and confronted Rhonda and Harold. You were pretty much drunk at that point as you were trying to pull me out to dance. After you fell, I knelt down to help you up and, you uh well you kissed me." He looked over at her to try and gage her reaction to this. Surprisingly, she seemed fa
Blind Date: Wounded HeartArnold and Helga walked down the street in silence. The passed by various couples, some cozied up with each other as they sauntered by and others tersely holding one another's hands and appearing as though they were only out due to tradition. These were the couples that made Helga fearful of her own romantic future as she didn't want to end up in a loveless marriage. She furrowed her brow at this thought, which Arnold noticed. "What's wrong?" he prompted.Blind Date: Wounded Heart5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Huh? Oh nothing," she replied as she shifted the jacket Arnold had placed on her shoulders. She had refused his offer of his jacket once they had gotten outside of the restaurant, but he hadn't taken no for an answer. Helga wouldn't admit it, but she was pretty grateful that he had made her wear it as it was freezing. "Where're we going?"
Arnold smirked and wagged his finger, "Ah ah ah! I'm not telling! It's a surprise, remember?" Helga let out a gruff sigh before returning back to her thoughts. "I know you'll like it though."
The Things We Do: PrologueHelga leapt back as her locker door was abruptly slammed in her face. Leaning against the lockers with her hand upon Helga's locker door was Rhonda Lloyd with a sly smirk on her face. "Hey, Helga," she said.The Things We Do: Prologue4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Rhonda," Helga coolly replied. They had never really been friends and ever since they had reached high school, their polar opposite personalities had created a tense relationship between the two teen girls.
From behind her back, Rhonda whipped out a white envelope with Helga's name written upon it in elegant cursive writing. "Just wanted to invite you to my soiree this Saturday night at my home. It's going to be the party of the year, and you don't want to miss it."
Raising her eyebrow, Helga took the invite and asked, "What're you up to, bucko?" It wasn't like Rhonda to include her in social events, so this was definitely out of the ordinary.
"I figured that I'd give you a chance to prove before we graduate at the end of the year that you are, in fact, a girl!" simpered Rhonda. S