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Helga's Moment of Truth	By : Jayrich Category: +G through L > Hey, Arnold! Views: 12879 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Helga’s Moment of Truth

“COME ON! RIP HIS FREAKIN’ HEAD OFF!!!”

Helga sits on the edge of her Living Room couch, dressed in gym shoes, gray sweat pants, and a pink & white Baby-T; her eyes focused on the big screen TV in front of her. She’s watching Wrestle-Fest 61, or more precisely the main event. Around her there are large packed boxes, look ready to be shipped out. In fact, the entire Living Room is packed up, except for the few pieces of furniture lying around. As Helga continues to cheer on her favorite wrestler, her mother, Miriam, walks into the room.

“Helga, has the Moving Van arrived yet?” She asks.

“No mom. The big truck’s not here.” Helga answers, staying focused on the TV.

“Well, have you said goodbye to your friends yet?” Miriam asks.

“No, and I’m not gonna. I’m 18. I don’t have time for mushy goodbyes.” She answers. Since she got news that her Father moved up from Beepers and will be taking over the Cell Phone Emporium Main Office in New York City, Helga has kept a low profile from the rest of the kids. She only told her best friend Phoebe about the move, and swore her to secrecy about it. But Miriam decides Helga needs closure, and shuts off the TV with the remote to ensure it.

“Mom, what did you just do?” Helga says, upset.

“Now Helga, it’s not gonna do you any good to sit around this house for the remainder of our move.” Miriam tells her. “Now you’re friends are outside playing. Why don’t you join in their game one last time before saying goodbye?”

Helga reluctantly gets up and walks toward the front door, knowing her mother isn’t giving her much of a choice. As she opens the door and steps out, she can hear her mother yelling something to her. “AND WHEN YOU GET BACK, WE CAN MAKE SMOOTHIES!!!”

“God Mom, it’s like you’re addicted to that stuff.” Helga says under her breath, before shutting the door behind her. Its almost evening time, as the sun is just setting off to the west. Helga runs across the street and over to the ‘Gerald Field’. The once vacant lot that the kids fixed up years ago. There, she can see everyone having fun, in the middle of a frantic Football Game. Almost everyone is playing; except Rhonda, who always stays out, and Phoebe, who’s keeping score. Helga walks over to her best friend.

“Oh, Helga!” Phoebe says, startled. “I thought you would’ve been gone by now.”

“My dad hired the cheapest Moving Company that would take the job.” Helga tells her. “So the way I figure it, I’ve got three more hours to kill? Good game?”

“Indeed.” Phoebe answers. “Gerald’s team leads Harold’s team by only a Field Goal. But Harold’s side is missing a Safety.”

“Eh, I’ll fill in. Tubby’s gonna need the help.” She waits until the current play ends, then walks onto the field, towards Harold. “HEY FATBOY! MEET YOUR NEW SAFETY!!!”

“Hey!” Harold says in protest. “What makes you think you can just walk on the field and…”

Helga walks up to him and grabs him by the collar, pulling him close to her. “Because I said so, pudgy! Got it?”

“Got it.” Harold gulps, not wanting to incur her wrath. Helga lets go of him and goes over to her position, wearing a grin on her face, proud that she still has what it takes to boss around this neighborhood. As she looks across the field, she can see Gerald’s team huddled up, prepping for another play. One figure stands out from the crowd, though. It’s the young man she formerly had a crush on…Arnold. As he receives his formation orders from Gerald, Helga just scoffs to herself at the sight of him.

“Huh! Stupid football-head!” She says under her breath. “Don’t know how I ever liked him.” Ever since she denied her confession to Arnold years ago (she says it was the heat of the moment), Helga has convinced herself that she doesn’t love Arnold, and he’s just some other dork from her school. There have been momentary lapses where she goes back into crush mode, but throughout these last few months, she’s had no feelings towards him.

The teens continue to play the game until nearly nightfall, having a lot of fun along the way. The sun has now completely set, and the sky is a perfect dark blue. The game is tied now, and it’s about time for all of the teens to head to their homes. But not without one last play. Gerald’s team has the ball, and they’re planning a Hail Mary. Harold’s team knows it, and they put their best players deep down the field…Stinky & Helga. As Gerald’s team breaks out of the huddle, Arnold lines up as a Receiver, which brings a smile to Helga’s face.

“Perfect. I get to knock that dork on his back, and save the game.” Gerald takes his position as the Quarterback. After a few huts, he hikes the ball and the play starts. Just like Helga predicted, Arnold makes a beeline straight for her. A few moments later, Gerald releases the ball towards his best friend. Helga makes her move. “GET READY TO GET POUNDED, FOOTBALL-HEAD!!!”

The ball, Arnold & Helga move closer & closer to the same location, until…they all collide. A cloud of dust kicks up at the goal line, blocking anyone from seeing the outcome of the play. But as the dust clears, they begin to see everything. Arnold is lying on top of Helga, and feeling disoriented from the hit she gave him.

“UGH! What happened?” He asks. “Did I catch the ball?” He feels his right hand clutching something, and decides to squeeze it. “Alright. Looks like I did!” The dust clears more, and Arnold’s able to see what’s in front of him. The first thing he sees is that the Football is in his left hand. And that brings some confusion to him. “Wait a minute, if I got the ball in this hand…then what am I grabbing with…”

He looks over to see what he’s holding, and a look of shock comes across his face. His right hand is firmly clenching one of Helga’s breasts, right out in the open. Surprisingly, or not so surprisingly, she’s wearing a joyous grin on her face. But that quickly fades as she realizes she’s in public.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, PERVERT?” She yells, swatting his hand away and jumping to her feet.

“Helga, I’m sorry.” Arnold says. “I didn’t mean to. I thought…”

“Save it, Bucko!” She says, cutting him off. “I don’t want to hear any of your sick excuses! I’m outta here!” She turns away from him and leaves the field, crossing the street & heading towards her house. Once clear of the street, she ducks into a nearby alley and hides, before swooning with love.

“I can’t believe it! He actually touched my breasts!” She says. “I…I know I said I grew out of my feelings for him, but…he actually touched my breasts. Oh, sweet merciful heaven, how I want him to explore every inch of my body. How I want him to strip me naked and have his way with me! How I…” She stops herself when she hears a familiar wheezing noise. The noise starts to get louder, and she feels breathing on the back of her neck. She doesn’t need to turn around to find out who it is. It’s Brainy…

THWACK!!!

…And he receives a backhand shot from Helga for eavesdropping.

15 Minutes Later…

“Oh, my love!”

Helga has now gone into complete withdrawal. She sits kneeled in front of the small ‘Arnold’ Temple she made years ago as a 9 year old. The many photos of Arnold throughout the years still litter the walls, and the makeshift bust of him is still the centerpiece. “Oh my darling Arnold, I wish I knew how to quit you. How I wanted to destroy this monument of my love for you…but my heart just would not let me! I should’ve told you right then. Right outside in front of everyone, I should’ve professed my love for you. My adoration! I don’t care what the others think! I want the whole world to know that…”

“HELGA, COULD YOU HELP YOUR SISTER OLGA WITH HER PACKING???”

Helga drops her head and groans in frustration before answering. “Yeah, Mom. Right on it.” She gets up and shuts her closet door before leaving her room to go help her sister. But the door doesn’t close all the way. Downstairs, the doorbell rings. Miriam walks to the door and opens it to see Arnold standing there.

“Excuse me, Ms. Pataki.” He says, being his polite self. “But is Helga home?”

“Aw, you must want to wish her off one last time before the move.” She says.

“What? Move?” Arnold says, shocked. “You guys are moving?”

“You mean she didn’t tell you?” She asks. “Oh, that is just like Helga. Anyway, she’s upstairs helping her sister.” She shows him the way and he walks up the stairs. Upon reaching the top, he makes a right at the first door and walks right into Helga’s room. Not much has changed since the last time he was in there, helping to nurse Helga back to health from a fake injury. But this time, he notices a light coming from the closet. He walks over to turn it off.

“She was probably in a rush and left it on. I should just…whoa.” The moment he opens the door, his jaw drops in shock. All of Helga’s secrets are revealed to him at this moment. Her obsession with Arnold is now known by him. The last thing she ever wanted found out…has just been. As he continues to stare in shock, he doesn’t notice Helga making her way back into the room.

“I swear. It’s like Goody-Goody Olga can’t do a damn…AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

She quickly runs over and slams the door shut, knocking Arnold out of the way in the process. Her heart is ready to pound right out of her chest. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” She demands. “GET OUT!!!”

“Wait. Why do you have pictures of me all over the wall in your closet?’ He asks. “And was that a bust of me?”

“Um, uh, uh…research purposes!” Helga answers nervously. “NOW SCRAM!!!”

“Research?” Arnold asks, not believing her and becoming more curious about this. “Wait a minute…this is all starting to make sense.”

“No it’s not!” Helga says, desperately trying to change his mind. “It’s really not! Please go!”

“No, it is.” Arnold continues. “You being Deep Voice, the times you’ve helped out at the boarding house, going with me to Senior Prom when we both didn’t have a date…you Do have feelings for me!”

“HA! Do you know how silly you sound, Football-head?” Helga tells him, putting up her charade. “That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard!”

“You didn’t say no, Helga.” Arnold counters with a smirk.

Helga realizes that, and begins to sweat. Part of her wants him gone from her room and her life. The other part wants to grab him & never let go, confessing her love. Finally, she’s able to get out a sentence. “JUST…GET OUT OF MY ROOM!!!”

“No.” Arnold answers, slowly approaching her. “Since you’re about to move away, I have something I need to ask you. Do you like me?”

It’s a simple question, but also one that drives Helga close to insanity. Every barrier she puts up to hide her true feelings is being blown away, until there are none left. Unable to hold back her feelings any longer, she does what she wanted to ever since that moment on the tower…she kisses him. Smothering his lips with hers, she wraps her arms around him in an attempt to stay in this moment. The two begin to stumble around, and end up outside of Helga’s room. They hit the adjacent wall, but the kiss stays locked. Finally, needing the air, Arnold is able to escape the lip lock, falling back into Helga’s room and onto the floor. They stare at each other for a moment, shock in their eyes. The shock level rises even more when Helga notices that her sister’s in the hallway, and she saw the whole ordeal. Quickly, Helga turns to her and tries to explain.

“I, uh…I, I mean…uh, I didn’t…”

“Don’t worry, little sister.” Olga tells her as she passes by. “I’ve snuck boys up to my room at times, too. I’ll keep Mom busy while you two have some fun.” Helga looks at her older sister and smiles back, grateful that’s she’s given this private moment. Arnold picks himself up off the floor and chuckles to himself.

“Well, I guess that’s a yes.” He says.

“YES! YES!! A THOUSAND TIMES YES!!!!” Helga declares, rushing back into the room. She almost tackles him onto her bed as they kiss again. Years of frustration & anger about hiding her feelings come flooding out of her at this moment. It’s almost enough to drown Arnold, but he pulls away again.

“Wait.” He says, trying to catch his breath. “I don’t get it. Why didn’t you just tell me if you felt this way?”

“What, are you kidding?” Helga says. “You were always eyeing that country bumpkin Lila. Everyone knew how crazy you were over her. Hell, she’s probably waiting by the phone for your call.”

It’s at this moment that Helga notices a hint of sadness in Arnold’s face. “Well, not really.” He confesses. “It seems that she’s more attached to Stinky. I saw them going to the movies together, and they were holding hands. So I guess…”

“Oh, Arnold!” Helga grabs his football-shaped head and holds it against her bosom. “My beloved has had his heart scorned by that fowl temptress. When I find that bitch I’m gonna…”

“Helga, it’s OK.” Arnold says, calming her down. “Besides…I kinda like it here better.” Helga smiles warmly, as she wraps her arms around him. They stay there, on her bed, becoming lost in the moment. It’s a moment she doesn’t want to end, but she realizes it has to once she hears Arnold’s next sentence. “Too bad your family has to move, though.”

“Yeah…move.” She says, as her mood turns solemn. She finally was able to confess her true feelings to her true love, and she has to leave on what could possibly be their last night together. She doesn’t want it to end this way, and it’s that desperation that makes her come to this decision.

“Let’s Fuck!”

“Let’s what?” Arnold says, stunned by those words. “Helga, you can’t mean that. I mean, your family is here and…”

“My older sister will keep my parents busy.” She counters, grabbing hold of his hardening member though his khaki pants and becoming bossier. “And besides, I’d rather have a goody-goody like you take my virginity than lose it at some Frat party. Face it; you’re not leaving this room until I get your Dick inside me, Football-Head. So let’s get with the freaky stuff!”

There’s a moment of hesitation, before Arnold finally agrees to go through with it. Helga kicks off her shoes, but leaves her socks on, and starts pulling down her sweat pants, along with her thong. Once they’re off, she starts helping Arnold with unbuckling his pants. They work their way onto the bed, with Arnold hovering over Helga.

“I can’t believe I’m about to do this.” He says to himself.

“I can’t believe he’s about to do this.” She thinks to herself, anxious to feel his Rod deep inside of her. Arnold begins to prod her lips, before pushing himself all the way in. Helga lets out a small moan, enjoying every inch pushed inside of her. But instead of getting started, Arnold just sits there, motionless.

“What…what’s the deal, Arnold?” Helga asks. “Let’s get this show going!”

“No way.” He says, wearing a devious grin. “First, let’s play 20 questions, and find out how you really feel about me.” Helga’s stunned by this turn of events as Arnold continues. “When I was 14 and hit that game-winning Homerun for our school, and someone sent me 8 dozen roses to say thanks…was it you?”

“What? I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Helga says, starting to sweat. “Are we gonna do this or what?”

“You didn’t say no, Helga.” Arnold says, still not moving. “So was it you?”

“Oh…oh…OK, OK it was me.” She confesses. “I admit it.” Arnold grins and decides to reward her, slowly moving in & out of her snatch. “Oh God it’s so Good!”

“And when I was framed for stealing our rival school’s mascot, and someone else took the blame. That was you too, wasn’t it?” Arnold asks.

“Uh, that…was…Eugene! You know how much he likes to take the fall.” Helga says, which causes Arnold to stop his strokes.

“I don’t believe you, Helga.” He says. “Tell the truth!”

“ALL…ALRIGHT, it was me!” She fesses up. “I spent 6 months in detention for that!”

Arnold goes back to work on her pussy again, this time pumping in & out of her at an increased speed. Helga has to bite her bottom lip and clench the bed sheets tightly to keep herself from screaming Arnold’s name aloud. “I should’ve known it was you when I kept getting free new Cell Phones at my door.” Arnold says. “You more than like me…you love me, Helga. You love me. Why can’t you just admit it?”

“I…I…I…” A bombardment of emotions hit her. She’s been put out into the spotlight at what could be her weakest moment. Almost forced to tell the truth, she decides to shout it out to the heavens. “OH CHRIST, YES! YES, I LOVE YOU ARNOLD! WITH ALL OF MY HEART & SOUL, I LOVE YOU…AND I’M GONNA CUM!!!”

Arnold quickly pulls out of her, feeling himself hitting his limit, and sprays his load between her legs as her pussy gushes with her love juices. Out of exhaustion, Arnold lies down on the bed right beside Helga. Immediately, she wraps her arms around him & kisses him once more, letting her tongue roam free into his mouth. After a moment, she breaks the kiss, and Arnold smiles at her.

“There. Doesn’t it feel better to let the truth out?” He says.

“Yeah…” She answers weakly

“HELGA!!! IS THAT YOU UP THERE???”

“DAD!!!!” Helga begins to panic, as Arnold grows worried.

“Your Dad’s here?” He says. “I thought it was only your mom and—OMMMPHH!!!”

Helga pushes his head under the blanket of her bed, hiding him. “Just stay down & keep quiet, Arnold. I’ll get us out of this.” At that moment, Helga’s father, Bob, peers his head into the room.

“Helga…what the devil are you doing in bed this early?” He asks.

“Um, uh, um…just, catching up on some rest for the move, Dad.” Helga says, putting on her ‘Daddy’s little girl’ act.

“Yeah, well don’t bother.” He says. “Your old man has some news. My company is opening a new office downtown, and they want me to be the head honcho There! Which means we don’t have to move! Your mother & I are going out to celebrate. You just get some rest.” As Bob reaches for the doorknob & closes the door, Helga breathes a sigh of relief.

“Oh, that’s all. We just don’t have to…WHAT???”

Arnold comes back up from under the covers. “What’s the matter, Helga? I thought you’d be happy to stay here.”

“I am.” She answers. “But…WE JUST DID IT!!!”

“Uh, yeah. I know.” Arnold says.

“Arnold, I…I only went this far because I thought I would never see you again.” She tells him. “But now…what are we gonna do? I mean, do we have a relationship? Get engaged? Married? Have children and settle down in the boring suburbs?”

Helga feels like she’s about to fall apart, not knowing where to go from this moment. But Arnold just smiles, and places his hand gently on her shoulder as she turns to him. “You’re getting a little ahead, Helga.” He says. “But, since your parents just left…how about we have a little more fun?”

Helga knows exactly what he means by that. “Yeah. You know what? I like the way you think, Arnold.” From that moment on, they don’t speak another word to each other. Instead, they kiss each other passionately, and prepare to spend their first night together.
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