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Troubled Times	By : Silent Pluto Category: +G through L > Hey, Arnold! Views: 12921 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*Disclaimer: I don’t own Hey Arnold! Or any of the characters that I am using in this fan fiction, nor am I getting any kind of compensation for it. This is just for fun! So Enjoy!*
All Mixed Up--
“*Sigh* I love you so much Arnold!” Helga sighed.
“And I love you too Helga.” Arnold mumbled into her ear.
“Let’s make love right now! I want you to be my first. I’ve been saving myself for you, my love.” Helga panted, roughly grabbing the blonde hair that was attached to his football shaped head bringing her lips against his own.

“I’ll try to be gentle, my darling.” Arnold moaned against helga’s wet lips as they opened in invitation to his probing tongue. Pulling her warm body tightly against his hard lean body, lifting her thigh to wrap it around his waist.
“Oh Arnold!” Helga gasped as his hips rolled to rub his hard erection against her hot spot.
Falling back onto his bed, pinned under his body, helga felt their clothes magically disappear to leave no barrier in between them.
“God helga! Your so beautiful!” Arnold said hoarsely as his head dove down to nibble on her nipple with his teeth.
“Arnold!” She moaned feeling her pussy clench at his actions.
“Hmm. What do we have here? Well at least you’re a true blonde.” he chuckled, as his hand traveled down her body to her abdomen, past her nest of curls to let his fingers draw a circle around her hot opening.
“Well duh you-!” She growled before he dipped his 2 fingers in. “Ahh!”
“Your so wet!” he moaned pumping her slowly with his fingers and pinching her nipple with the other.
“Arnold! Oh god!” Helga moaned out loud, as her hips bucked against his fingers wanting them deeper in her cunt. Clenching and cradling his light hair as he suckled her breast.
“Let me suck your cock!” she yelled, feeling her end nearing and not wanting to go without him.
“No cum first.” he growled increasing his fingers pumping.
“But I want your--”
“Cum first. I want to taste it, cum for me baby, cum.” Arnold growled, as his thumb rubbed against her clit.
Thus sending Helga over the edge, screaming his name.

*Ring!* *Ring!* *Ring!*
“Aww man!” Helga moaned, after being snatched from fantasy. She awoke half an hour before she needed to get up, and decided to find some relief before facing the world.
“Who the fuck could be calling me this early in the morning?!”
Lifting up her left hand to grab the phone, helga shook her head a little to let the fog clear from her mind.
“Hello!” Helga said hoarsely into the receiver.
“Helga it’s me Phoebe! I hope you remembered that we have to-”
“How many times do I have to tell you? Don’t call me so early in the morning!” Helga shouted at the receiver before she slammed it down.
“*sigh* I wish it were summer already!” Helga moaned. She was about to get out of bed since she couldn’t sleep any longer, due to interruption, until she felt something wet on her sheets.
“Damn it! Not again! God! Why me?!” She whimpered looking down her juices as they soaked through her panties and onto her sheets.
“Dad is going to wonder why my sheets keep piling up in the laundry room.”
While changing her sheets Helga vowed to cut down her masturbation sessions to a minimum.
“I can’t go on like this!” She said dramatically, putting her hand to her head while clutching her chest. As she ran to the room she secreted away her mini altar of Arnold. (Which was in the attic above her closet, her parent’s apparently forgot there was a room up there)
“When? When will you give up this charade and admit your undying love to moi?”
Pouting and whispering her usual dramatics for about 5 minutes, Helga finally remembered she had school today and she hadn’t taken a shower or brushed her teeth yet, and she was still in her wet panties.
“Aw grud!” she mumbled as she left her sanctuary, to get ready for high school.
Helga was now a 17-year-old junior in high school. Summer was a few months away and she was as still bored as ever. She wasn’t apart of any team or joined any school sports, since her psychiatrist recommended she not become involved with activities that will cause her to over exempt herself. (In truth the school didn’t want Helga playing sports in fear she’d assault the students) Since Helga was an aggressor, she needed some sort of way to vent her frustrations. So her father had her take tae kwan do classes. Or any other class that had some sort of physical activity. Helga didn’t mind at all, she loved a good sparring lesson.
You’d think from her track record, Helga would be tall and largely built. From meeting her father you’d think so. But in truth, she was slender, and curvy. Helga inherited it mostly from her mother. Tae kwan do classes helped her body shape and toned nicely. She let her hair grow long down her back when she got rid of her pigtails. It didn’t hide her ears, but no one would dare comment about them! For that vixen’s body still held Helga Pataki’s personality. That was one of the things that never did change!
“Why can’t I have breast like Pamela Anderson?” She grumbled to herself as she stared in the mirror brushing her teeth.
“C-cups are so, so normal! And normal is so over-rated!”
After she jumped in the shower, Helga got dressed, and went down to breakfast.
“Morning, Miriam.” she said grabbing a plate with eggs and bacon.
“Morning helga, honey.” Miriam said smiling. “Hurry up and eat your going to be late for school.”
“I’m always late for school.” Helga said with eggs stuffed in her mouth.
“I know and your teachers keep calling about your tardiness. Really Helga at least try to get there on time.” Miriam said.
“I do try. I got up this morning didn’t I?” Helga said.
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As Helga left the house the catch the bus for school, her cell phone went off.
“Yello!” She answered running to catch the bus before it left.
“Helga! It’s phoebe.”
“I know. You’re the only one that calls me in the mornings on a weekday!” helga growled as she got on the bus.
“Oh yeah. Anyway did you remember we have study hall today?” Phoebe asked
“Oh crimity, phoebe! We always have study hall today!” Helga growled, completely ignoring whomever she was sitting next to.
“Yeah I know, but Gerald is going to be there!” Phoebe whispered into the phone like it was some sort of little secret only they shared.
“God help me.” Helga whispered. “Phebes, Gerald is always there in study hall with you. It’s the only time you don’t study for something! Except his lips! And tongue!”
“Gracious helga you make it sound like a crime!” Phoebe snickered, knowing how to get a rise out of her best friend.
“Don’t start with me.” Helga said. Then all of a sudden she felt someone next to her head. Sniffing her hair, she turned around to find herald.
“Cut that out you lard!”
“Aww helga no fair. What kind of shampoo do you use anyway? It smells like coconut.” Herald said, with his breath smelling like bean burritos.
“Get away, you loon! And brush your teeth or something!” Helga said slapping his face 2 times, effectively knocking him out cold.
“Was the herald?” Phoebe asked.
“Yeah! Sampling my bodily scents like a dog!” Helga hissed.
“Gross!” Phoebe answered
“Tell me about it, look I’ll see you in a few phebes.” Helga said.
“K, see you in homeroom. Hopefully.” Phoebe said clicking off her phone.
“Whatever. It’s not like I’m flunking or something! How can you flunk homeroom?” Helga muttered to herself, as she saw the bus stop at that usual stop, that always sent her heart a flutter.
Pushing herald off of the seat next to her helga waited expectedly as she saw the love of her life come into view.
“Mi amor.” she whispered.

~Arnold and Gerald both got on the bus.
“Man I’m worrying about that game we’re having tomorrow.” Gerald said.
“Don’t worry about it. We’ll be fine.” Arnold said.
“But stinky’s out until further notice. If Sid hadn’t tripped him last week at practice we’d still have our fifth man!” Gerald complained, remembering Sid and stinky’s horse playing left stinky with a swollen hamstring, and the starters one man short. Sure they had extra’s but there was no time to get them into coordination with the teams game plan.
“Yeah, yeah, and now we’re left with-”
“EUGENE!” They said in unison, shaking their heads.
Looking for a spot to sit, Arnold saw helga in the back in her usual spot. Trying not to look up at him. Arnold smiled inwardly. He’s been aware of helga’s feelings towards him for years now. Well since she admitted them to him, that time when they all worked together to save their neighborhood. At first when she dropped that bomb, it startled him, they were only 11 years old then, and he had no clue how to react to such an endearment.
He always liked her, through all her bullying it made sense somehow, they were attracted to each other.
He never felt meek or intimidated when she’d bully him or snap at him anymore. In fact he thought it was kind of cute. Feeling that she didn’t know how else show her true feelings towards him. He now feels kind of honored that she shows me that kind of attention. It seemed like she never gave a pits about most other guys. Unless she’s going to wipe their faces in the pavement. He hasn’t seen her date anyone, which is weird helga’s a beautiful girl! And also very dangerous!
But for some reason he couldn’t get the courage to ask her out. He wasn’t scared, far from it. He really liked her, knowing helga personally through out the years helped him see her inner beauty, and frankly he was downright nervous! He just couldn’t understand what he was nervous about!
“Quit staring and go sit with her!” Gerald said in a low voice.
Arnold felt his body jerk as he was cut form his inner thoughts.
“Huh? What? Who you talking about Gerald?” he asked nervously.
“Don’t act like you weren’t trying to undress her with your eyes, bro.” Gerald snickered.
“Hey! Hey! There are people on this bus!” Arnold whispered harshly as he turned to Gerald away from his view of helga. Trying to hide the blush he knew that had surfaced.
“Man! After all these years, and you still can’t ask her out!” Gerald laughed slapping Arnold on the back.
“I’m gonna!” Arnold said, pushing his long hair back from his eyes.
“And when is that gonna happen? Our 50^th school anniversary? You sure she won’t be married and have grandchildren by then?” Gerald joked.
“Don’t say that!” Arnold whined. Not liking the idea of helga with anyone else.
“Well you need to break out of this shell of yours Arnold! You know how she is. She isn’t going to wait on you forever.” Gerald said, looking down on the floor where his foot hit a body. He rolled the person over with his foot to find herald fast asleep with drool rolling down his chin.
“Yuck. Herald wake your lumpy ass up man! We’re almost at school!” Gerald shouted to his friend
“That won’t work. Watch this!” Arnold said, digging into his tote bag for his lunch, and pulled out a ham sandwich. He waved it under herald’s nose.
“Arnold don’t sacrifice your stomach for his!” Gerald said pulling back the sandwich, just as herald woke up.
“Aww man! I had a great dream!” Herald said dreamily as he stood up, looking around for the food he smelled.
“Were you swimming in a pool of chocolate like that fat kid from willy wonka?” Gerald joked.
“No, I don’t have those dreams anymore! So ha ha! I was with a beautiful girl!” Herald said with stars in his eyes.
“OK! No more information!” Arnold said putting his sandwich back into his bag, and pulled the chain on the bus, cause their school was the next stop.
“No really, this girl was beautiful. Memory is kinda fuzzy though. I think she slapped me.” Herald said.
“Why doesn’t that surprise me.” Gerald muttered as they started off the bus.
“No really!” Herald said, not wanting to stop his ravings.
Arnold was about to say something when he saw helga walk in front of him. He smiled at her, and waved.
“Morning helga.” He grinned.
She answered in between her clenched teeth, something like ‘bite me’. With her head held high. But a little to high because herald step out in front of her way effectively knocking her on her rump. Herald plays football for varsity, so he was as bulky as ever, and he constantly uses it.
“What the hell?! Are you like those cheerleaders you scare into a coma? Can’t walk and think at the same time?!” Helga snapped at herald, as Arnold helped her to her feet.
“It was you! Now I remember! Gosh helga you pack a punch!” Herald sneered, rubbing his chin.
“Don’t make me barf, bull winkle.” Helga growled, dusting off her baby-tee, as Arnold patted her jeans skirt. Making helga blush when he patted her bottom.
Herald pushed Arnold out the way to grab a hunk of her hair to sniff it.
“Yup! Coconut.” Herald said rubbing his face in her hair.
“Herald you’d better stop.” Gerald said looking at helga seeing the look on her face. She was ready to blow.
Arnold didn’t have to say anything, herald had taken some interest in helga for some odd reason, and he knew that wasn’t healthy for his life span. Not that he cared, he got to pat helga’s nice plump ass. Grinning to himself, he watched helga back hand, herald’s face, knee his head, and walk over his unconscious body.
“Gross, now I have to wash out the smell of bean burrito out of my hair!” Helga muttered.
Arnold went over to smell a hand full of her hair for himself.
“It smells fine to me.” He said attempting to get that blush on her face, that always covers her face whenever he’s touching her. Or get too close to “breathing space”.
“Uhh, yeah.” she muttered, as her face flushed. Before she yanked her hair back from his hand. “Give that back!”
“When will you two ever quit this?” Gerald said, shaking his head.
“Quit what? What are you blabbering about meat wad?” Helga turned to Gerald.
“GERALD! HELGA! ARNOLD! Hi!” Phoebe shouted, as she ran across the school lawn.
“Hiya phebes.” Gerald said circling phoebe in his arms giving her hot morning kiss.
Watching the couple make out in front of them as if they weren’t there, irritated helga.
“So helga, you coming to our game tomorrow?” Arnold asked trying to get her attention away from their friends.
“I don’t know.” she stammered. “Is he asking me out?” she wondered
“You don’t know? Come on, phoebe’s coming.” he said giving his best puppy dogface. “Come on say yes!” he pleaded silently.
“I…uh.. Maybe! If I don’t have anything else important to do. Can’t promise anything though.” She said rushing the last part.
“Great, I’ll see you there. If! You have nothing else to do.” He said grinning at her, knowing damn well Helga Pataki has not a thing to do at her house on a Friday night.
“Stop grinning at me like that!” She said trying to regain her composure.
“Like what? You don’t like it when smile?” Arnold teased.
“Oh shut it.” She muttered. “Gosh when are they going to finish? They do that all study hall!”
“Jealous?” Arnold said poking at her side, making her squirm. Helga secretly was ticklish he learned that when they were 14, she made him swear to his grave never to tell anyone.
“NO! Jealous? Me? Hah! Don’t get your feathers in a twist football head. I just want to get to class.” she gasp trying not to giggle, squirming away from him.
“Since when?” He said poking her again.
“Since it’s none of your business! Stop that!” she said rushing off to her homeroom, with Arnold beside her poking at her side.
“I’m not stopping until you admit your jealous.” he said easily keeping up with helga’s rushed pace. Now using two hands to tickle her stomach, making helga fall over trying to contain her laughter.
“Stop it! Arnold you are sooo dead!” she giggled, grabbing his hand and flipping him over her back.
Arnold was dazed at her maneuver, as the ceiling stopped spinning he looked over his head to see her glossy blonde hair disappear up the stairs to the direction of her homeroom.
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