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Troubled Times	By : Silent Pluto Category: +G through L > Hey, Arnold! Views: 12921 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Helga explain something to me.” Mr. Pataki said at breakfast.
“Yeah dad?” Helga asked swallowing her waffles.
“Why is it you still hang around that kid? What’s his name again? Boris?” Mr. Pataki muttered digging in the back of his mind to figure out the name of the boy with the weird shaped head.
“His name is Arnold dad.” Helga said rolling her eyes and gulping her orange juice. ‘Since when did old man pataki have time to join his family for breakfast?’ Helga wondered quietly to herself.
“Yeah, that’s it! Arnold. It seems to me he’s hazardous to your health. Just look at your arm!” Mr. Pataki said looking down at his daughters arm.
“It wasn’t Arnold who ran into me. It was the meatball headed one.” Helga said, slowly counting to ten in her mind.
“Well, isn’t he his friend or something? I always see those two together. It’s got me wondering if they’re homosexuals or something.” Mr. Pataki said chuckling broadly at his own attempt at a joke.
The last comment made helga’s blood boil, for she personally knew Arnold was not gay. Nor was Gerald, if they were they wouldn’t have girlfriends! ‘Wait a minute aren’t I Arnold’s girlfriend now, too? I mean he ran to my rescue, when that bozo knocked me over, he lifted me into his arms and carried me to away, like a prince!’ Helga sighed to herself completely ignoring what her father was babbling about.
“Helga. Helga! See this is what I mean. You’re always off into that world of yours. Your face gets a weird look and you sigh all the time.” Mr. Pataki said flustered that his daughter was completely ignoring him, yet again.
“Oh, dear. Leave helga alone.” Miriam said drinking her coffee. “Hurry along helga, before you miss your bus.”
“Wait! I thought I was going to drive her! No more bus rides until that arm is in top condition! I don’t think I want my daughter mingling with those hoodlums anymore. Just look at what they‘ve done to her, Miriam.” Mr. Pataki growled, turning his attention to his wife.
Miriam just rolled her eyes and handed Helga a new messenger bag backpack, she bought last night so no weight will be on her injured arm.
“Here you go sweetie. And be careful.” Miriam said escorting her daughter to the door.
“Wait a minute! This is my home! Where-” Mr. Pataki yelled from the kitchen.
“Don’t worry about your father he’s just scared about what happened to you. It’ll blow over… I hope. Do you have your credit card?” Miriam asked.
“Yes. I’ll be fine Miriam, I’ll just avoid the globetrotter.” Helga muttered, very annoyed with her parent’s hostility, and fussiness.
“You know, maybe you should stick with Arnold sweetie. He seems like a nice boy.” Miriam said under her breath loud enough for only her daughter to hear.
Helga’s eyes narrowed as she looked at her mother.
“Don’t worry his grandpa told me what happened. Now get out of here! You don’t want us to drive you to school now do you?” Miriam asked raising a knowing eyebrow.
Helga blushed and muttered “Yeah, whatever.” , as she ran down the steps.
Walking down the street to the stop, her phone rang.
“And I can just guess who this is.” Helga muttered. “Yello! Pataki here!”
“Helga! Oh my god! Gerald told me what happened! Are you alright?” Phoebe said extremely fast over the phone.
“Whoa slow down. Don’t be a worrywart I’m fine. Your dingbat boyfriend didn’t sever my shoulder. I got really banged up pretty good, but I’m still breathing.” Helga said trying to calm phoebe down before she explodes into her mother Theresa mode.
“Oh, cause he told me the doctors at the hospital said that you had some glass stuck in your-”
“Phoebe I don’t really want to remember what happened at the hospital.” Helga said faintly remembering, as she had to endure watching the nurses remove bits and pieces of glass from her arm. Seeing her own blood like that made her nauseous.
“Well can I see your stitches?” Phoebe asked.
“Not for another 2 or 3 weeks. I got it all wrapped up. My muscles ache from Gerald landing on it so roughly, doc said something about a shock to my nerves system. Nothing but gibberish, I’ll be fine.” Helga said, as she saw here bus pull up to the stop.
“I’ll have to see you later phebes, I have to get on the bus.” Helga said.
“But why? You have your cell we can still talk.” Phoebe said.
“Because you nitwit, my left arm is badly injured and I have to rely on the other one to do everything! Like put money into the machine on the bus!” Helga said, getting on the bus.
“Oh yeah.” Phoebe was all helga heard before closing her cell and tossing it into her bag.
Helga sighed as she sat in her usual spot, in the back of the bus. The meds the doc told her to take every morning was helping the ache and pain. But it kinda made her feel funny. He told her she had to eat something every time she took them because they were extra strength, and would make her sick if she took them on an empty stomach.
“Great, now I have to pop pills 3 times a day in order the function without pain. I wonder if that’s how heroine addicts first start out.” Helga mumbled. “Well, at least they won’t make me drowsy, then I’d have to stay home, with Miriam.”
“Hey helga what cha’ mumbling about?” Herald said plopping down next to helga.
“None of your business. Now go away, your taking all the fresh air.” Helga said patiently. Doc specifically told her not to over-do anything. So no violent daily activities. Which was a chink in her daily routine. Violence will cause stress on her body, making the meds waste it’s time keeping her stress level to a minimum, in result making her take more meds to keep the pain away, and finally becoming a full fledged addict. Well he didn’t say the last part but helga got the picture.
“Aww. You don’t seem so cheery this morning.” He teased.
“Am I ever cheery in the morning?” Helga asked
“I know what you need.” Herald said wiggling his eyebrows at her.
“Really? You know what I need? This could be interesting. What, what is it you think I would need.” Helga asked calmly counting to 10 in her mind, trying hard not to crack her knuckles, she had heard somewhere that if a girl does that too often your hand will grow to be as big as a mans. And that piece of info really isn’t comforting.
“You need a good fuck! Ha, ha, ha,!” Herald laughed out loud, making passengers turn to look at him.
Helga felt her steam leave her ears. ‘Drug addiction be damned! When I’m done with him he’ll look like Clay Aiken!’ Helga thought as she turns to throw Herald out the window, then winced as she remembered her injured arm.
“Boy was that a good laugh.” Herald said wiping his eyes of the tears that fell when he laughed.
“Yeah well yuck it up clam!” Helga said.
“Aww come on helga, you know you need it. Even with your arm all bandaged up, I’ll be gentle.” Herald said, closing the space that was in between him and helga.
“Yuck! Don’t make me barf! Who said I wanted to bump uglies with a retard like you? You couldn’t even make it in one of my worst nightmares!” Helga said trying to remember if she packed her tazor gun today.
“Why you--”
“Hey! Herald, when the lady isn’t interested, she really isn’t interested. So take a hint!”
Helga looked up and noticed Arnold and Gerald standing behind herald. She never noticed them getting on the bus, she was too busy trying to find a way of getting rid of herald.
“Arnold this is none of your business.” Herald said turning to helga again with a weird gleam in his eyes.
“Yes, it is my business.” Arnold said turning herald, and pulling him up to his face by his collar.

‘Boy does he look steamed. I haven’t seen him like that in awhile. Wait a minute this is none of his business!’ Helga thought to herself.
“How so?” Herald teased. “It isn’t like she’s your girlfriend or something!”
“Well, you know what? Yeah she is! So back off!” Arnold growled.
“Huh?” Helga said dumbfounded by Arnold’s admittance. Of course she was giddy with joy about this, but another part of her mind said that this was one of Arnold’s damsel in distress heroics. Remembering that fact put a damper on her spirit.
“Whoa ho ho! Didn’t know football head here, finally grow some hair on his nuts.” Herald snickered.
Helga blushed at the thought of Arnold’s anatomy, and snickered to herself about the hairy balls comment.
“Well I heard guys with hairy nuts have a good sex drive.” Helga said thoughtfully, not knowing she said it out loud.
“Really Helga? Nice bit of information.” Gerald snickered out loud. Bringing helga out of her daze to see Arnold and Herald staring at her.
“Oops did I say that out loud?” Helga chuckled nervously.
“You two there! No fighting! Or you both are off this bus!” The bus driver shouted from the front.
“He started it!” Herald wailed to the bus driver as he walked towards them.
The bus driver looked at Arnold, but the turned his gaze back at herald in speculation.
“ I know you! You’re always causing trouble, eating food, and dozing off on my bus! This isn’t your second home kid! I’m tired of it, I gave you your last warning last week, when you fell asleep and urinated on the seats. Now I want you off the bus!” The bus driver said grabbing herald by his collar to drag him to the rear exit off the bus.
“But, But” Herald stammered.
“Find another source of transportation! I’m going to report you, so you’ll never set foot on another bus in this city.” the bus driver said talking to herald outside, while all the passengers watched the scene, snickering to themselves.
“But I need to take the bus! I have school. How long will it be before I’m able to get back on?” Herald cried.
“I don’t know. You’d have to get your parents to go to a meeting with the company. Until further notice I don’t want to see your face at a bus stop.” The bus driver growled as he returned to the bus, the passengers giving him a round of applause.
“Oh man! I wish I had my cell phone taping that!” Helga laughed, as Arnold plopped down next to her.
“Oh my god! He pissed on the bus! That’s just nasty!” Gerald said turning around on his seat to look on Arnold and helga.
“Yeah in his sleep! Apparently herald still wets the bed.” Arnold chuckled, as he wrapped his arm around helga waist and pulled her closer to him.
“Gross. What a turd.” Helga said disgusted.
“I can believe you two are official! *sniff* It‘s so romantic!” Gerald said chuckling to himself before turning around to answer his cell phone.
Helga just noticed Arnold’s arm around her, she felt her cheeks heat up.
“I wanted to.” Arnold said nuzzling helga’s hair.
“Huh?” Helga answered.
“I said, I wanted to. I know you’ll argue ‘why did I say that.’ And I did it because I wanted to. And I’m definitely serious about us.” He purred as he laid his head on her shoulder.
“Uh…ha! You think you know me huh football head?” Helga said, completely taken over by what’s happened.
“Yup! I know all I need to know, helga.” He said palming her bottom, when she leaned into him.
“Arnold! We’re on the bus!” Helga whispered as she felt his warm hand on her ass cheek.
“So? We’re in the back. No ones gonna see me if I decided to fondle your--”
“Arnold!” Helga said slapping his hand away as it crept up to her blouse. “I can’t believe you!” ‘Oh wow! I’m soo dreaming! I want him to touch me everywhere! But I sooo don’t want to look like I‘m easy or something! Heh! Man, I can’t wait until I can bone him!’

“You slap my hands away when it’s obvious you want me to touch you. And I soo want to touch you, helga. All over.” He said whispering in her ear. While his hand was still settled on her butt, caressing and rubbing the smooth flesh that was hidden there. Helga bit her lip from moaning out loud.

“And more.” Arnold murmured as he slowly turned her face to meet his, to look into her beautiful eyes, and make his descend to her lips.
“Ok you two! We’re here! Let’s get a move on!” Gerald shouted. “Unless you want the bus to leave with you.”
“Aw crap.” Helga scowled at Gerald for breaking the infinite moment she’s been waiting on since forever.
“Arnold I’m going to murder your friend.”
“But what about phoebe? Won’t she miss him?” Arnold said grabbing her bag and tugging her with him off the bus.
“She’ll get over it.” Helga growled.
“Hey now I heard that!” Gerald said from in front of them.
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