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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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Both girls sat and ate silently, both passing glances at each other. Hoping for some sort of comment or reaction.
Feeling very guilty, and depressed Phoebe leaned forward and placed her hand on top of helga’s, whose fingers were drumming furiously. She gasped as helga quickly withdrew her hand.
“Helga.”
“So, how long was it going to be, before you came out about this? I mean, you could’ve gotten away with it. Why decide to tell me now?” Helga said in a low voice.
“Because it was eating me up not saying anything. I don’t know…I…I felt like I was about to explode. You’re my best-friend helga. I’m so sorry. But I’m telling you now.” Phoebe said as the waitress brought their bill.
Digging in her purse, phoebe efficiently took out the exact amount needed to pay the rest of the bill.
“You still didn’t answer my question phoebe. You said before it happened 2 weeks ago. I’m betting that was the last time you were with her.” Helga said evenly.
“*sigh* Alright! We’ve been seeing each other since Halloween.” Phoebe admitted.
“I can’t believe this. I mean yeah I believe it, but phoebe this is nuts!” Helga said standing up, purse on her shoulder ready to leave.
“I know, I know.” Phoebe said following suit, as they left the IHOP restaurant.
“But I really like her a lot.”
“Ugh. Phoebe I’m only being this nice because you’re my friend, but damn it, everyone from two cities over must know that Lisa Barnier is a lesbian.” Helga said walking across the street over to the park, where they could continue their conversation without prying ears.
“So?! She’s still I nice girl.” Phoebe growled defending her lover.
“Ok, let’s get this straight, once and for all. I am so not into the lesbo scene! Neither male nor female. I am not comfortable with it. And frankly, I think I don’t want to talk about it.” Helga admitted.
“But-”
“But! Since you’re my ‘friend’, I’m willing to make an exception. You’re not horning after me! For that I thank my lucky stars, I don’t like this situation you’ve gotten yourself into. And.. I don’t know how I will ever look at you the same again.” Helga said as they reached the entrance to the large city park.
“Oh helga. I’m still me, just a little different, I don’t know how to break this to Gerald.” she sighed staring into the sky as she walked.
“Another crisis you’re going to have to deal with. I don’t get it, if you like women, why is it you still sleep with Gerald? That sounds completely bonkers!” Helga protested.
“Well, technically, I still like boys, but I like girls too.” Phoebe said.
“I’m going to barf.” Helga said under her breath.
“And I still love Gerald! I love him so much! Oh helga what am I going to do?” Phoebe cried out.
“Shessh. Dear lord why am I surrounded by these whack jobs!” Helga commented silently under her breath.
“Phoebe stop crying. I’m sorry for your dilemma and all, but I don’t know how to help you! Your love life is like a pretzel or something!”
“Or a big maze!” Phoebe sniffed.
“All I can say to you is that you have to tell Gerald.” Helga said.
“No, I can’t.” Phoebe gasped.
“Uh..why not?” Helga wondered.
“Because, this will kill him! And he has the championship game coming up next Friday!” Phoebe said running her hand nervously through her hair.
‘Damn it this is some jerry springer shit!’ helga thought.
“Well then tell him after the game. No! That would really be messed up! Ugh! Why am I worried about ‘geralds’ feelings? “ She groaned in frustration.
“Oh god helga, I can’t do this. And you can’t tell Arnold!” Phoebe said grabbing helga’s arm.
“Ow! Let go! That‘s my sore arm you nut! And why shouldn’t I tell him?” Helga yelled, shoving phoebe’s hands off her arm.
“Sorry, but you can’t tell him helga. Please if our friendship ever meant anything to you, you wouldn’t rat me out to him! He’s Gerald’s best friend! He’ll tell him in a heartbeat.” Phoebe pleaded.
“*snort* You don’t know my football head very well now do you? He won’t tell Gerald.” Helga said confidently.
“I won’t tell Gerald what?”
Helga and phoebe froze.
Helga turned around to come face to face with that love of her life.
“Oh, hey Arnold! I didn’t know you were coming here.” Helga said, leaning up to kiss his cheek.
“I called your house a while ago and your mom told me you and phoebe went out for breakfast. I went to the restaurant and you both weren’t there so I thought I’d cruise the park.” He said, pulling helga in for a bear hug.
“Oh, what a coincidence.” Helga said nervously.
“So, what is it I’m not supposed to tell Gerald?” Arnold asked helga.
“Oh nothing.” Helga chimed.
“Hey, Arnold. Maybe I should leave you two here, three’s a crowd.” Phoebe said smiling sweetly.
‘Oh no she is not going to leave me in hot water!’ helga thought to herself. With fast thinking she thought of a way to stall phoebe.
“Hey Arnold, where’s Gerald?” Helga asked. Secretly smiling as she saw phoebe freeze in her spot. ‘You are not running away phoebe. You wanted my help well now you got it!’
“He’s somewhere around here. We split up, I think he went for hotdogs. I have no clue how he can eat that stuff this late in the morning.” Arnold smirked.
“I’ll go look for him then!” Phoebe said happily, thinking she’d found another way to dodge the bullet.
“No way! This park is huge! Gimme his number and I’ll call his cell!” Helga said helpfully.
“Good idea.” Arnold said, before telling helga Gerald’s phone number.
Helga smiled watching phoebe sink down onto the bench, as she dialed Gerald’s cell phone.
“Ok he’s on his way.” She smiled, after giving Gerald their location.
“Hey, what did you eat for breakfast anyway?” Arnold asked fingering her bandages.
“Food! What else? Did you eat before you left home Arnold?” Helga answered, feeling a bit antsy waiting for Gerald to find them.
“I think so.” He smiled. “Your anxious about something helga, what is it?”
“Uh, nothing. I’m fine! You worry too much, football head.” Helga said looking over at phoebe’s defeated expression.’ Come on phoebe don’t make me feel bad for doing this. You have to tell Gerald what‘s going on, or it‘ll eat you alive with guilt. It’s either now or never. And I’m not going to lie to Arnold about it!’
Arnold’s lips pressed against her own, effectively distracting helga from what she was thinking about. Pulling him closer, by his shirt helga moaned as Arnold’s tongue licked her lips.
Arnold knew something was bothering helga, she wouldn’t make any straight eye contact with him since he found them. He only caught bits of their conversation, there was a something she wasn’t telling him. A big secret, and he knew it was all about phoebe and Gerald. In a way he felt annoyed that helga wouldn’t tell him what was on her mind. But then she deliberately kept phoebe from leaving, and called Gerald here. Apparently helga doesn’t want to keep this secret a secret for too long.
Feeling helga suck on his tongue caused Arnold to groan silently. So he wrapped his arm around her and gently pulled her behind the trees leaving phoebe to wait for Gerald by herself.
“Where are you taking me?” Helga breathed, as Arnold dropped kisses on her neck, guiding them farther away from the open, into a large area of trees.
“Where no one will see us.” Arnold whispered, as he palmed her bottom.
“Gods, Arnold I doubt anyone will see us with all these trees.” helga moaned, feeling his hands squeeze her ass cheek sent shivers up her spine. “Not even in my wildest dreams.” she muttered.
Arnold backed helga into a tree and looked up at her.
“You dream about me?” He smirked.
“Well..naturally…uh yeah.” Helga blushed.
“Me too.” He breathed, as he leaned in to lick and suckle it the base of her neck, gently grinding his pelvic against hers.
“God I want you.” Helga moaned, as she lifted her leg over his hips, feeling this hard erection through his pants. She gasped as she felt Arnold’s erection rub against her folds through their clothes.
Arnold brought his lips back to hers, to probe her deeper and to get to work on what he didn’t finish last night.
Feeling Arnold’s hand creep up under her shirt helga, remember last night and shivered as his fingers passed over her hardened nipples. Not wanting Arnold to fight with her brassiere, helga quickly popped the bra open from the front.
“Arnold.” She gasped as his hand found her bare breast.
“Their so soft.” Arnold breathed, as he wanted helga face flush.
Helga couldn’t stand up anymore, seeing this Arnold gently let their bodies go to the ground. Wanting to see more of her, Arnold lifted her shirt to look at helga’s puckered breast.
“Well, they look nice.” he evenly.
“Excuse me? They look nice?” Helga responded almost angrily at the tone of his comment. Grabbing her shirt to cover herself, Arnold stopped her hand, chuckling over helga’s body.
“I was just teasing you, helga. Geez, I think they look beautiful.” He complimented.
“Come off it, Arnold. If you don’t like them I understand.” helga said solemnly.
“I didn’t mean it that way! Helga come on, I’ve never actually seen a girl’s chest before!…Well except on TV.” Arnold tried reassuring her, as he took note of helga’s insecurity. ‘Why does she feel so in secure about her body? I doubt I’ll ever get this encounter out of my mind!’
“You mean, porno.” Helga snorted.
“Whatever! Your different.” he said.
“Well, duh. Mine are smaller!” Helga exasperated, as she tried to pull down her shirt again, feeling awkward having this conversation with her breast open for the whole world to see.
“Helga, that’s television. You’re here, I’m here. And your real! Plus yours are bigger than, nadiene’s.” He said wiggling his eyebrows.
“Ugh! I thought you said-”
“She likes to flash the football team, helga.” Arnold said, fed up with talking while her nipples are pointing at him waiting to be touched. “Anyway these I like.” he commented as he licked her awaiting nipple. “These babies no one gets to see but me!”
Helga was about to say something else, when she felt Arnold set his attentions on her breast. Feeling him suckle one, helga arched forward wanting him to give both his attention. She was obliged as his hand palmed and plumped the other.
“Oh god!” She moaned out loud, grabbing his hair with her good hand.
‘I wonder if she’d get off out here like this?’ Arnold thought ‘This is gonna be fun.’
Using his right hand Arnold gingerly slid down her shorts, into her panties. Feeling Arnold’s hand go down to her sensitive spot helga, nearly flipped.
Switching to the other nipple Arnold, dipped his finger into her hot pussy.
“God, your wet!” he breathed huskily against her nipple, feeling helga’s thigh tighten its grip on his hip.
“Arnold kiss me or I swear I’ll scream!” Helga breathed, as her body started to hum, feeling his two fingers pump in and out of her cunt was driving her wild.
Arnold hastily took her lips again, he moaned as helga attacked his lips, her hips were moving wildly with his fingers, and small mewling sounds muffled his mouth. Wanting her to reach fulfillment Arnold rubbed his thumb over her clit, gingerly. It wasn’t long before he felt helga’s body arch and her walls clench his fingers tightly, while he ate away at her screams.
“I love you.” She breathed, as she slowly started to breathe steadily, eyes glazed with adoration.
Arnold grinned, but before he could respond, he heard, “What?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”, a distance away from where they left phoebe. Which sounded just like Gerald.
“Uh, oh.” Helga muttered, as she sat up and hastily trying to refasten her bra. “Here it comes.”
“Here what comes?” Arnold asked confused.
“The storm.” Helga said, removing his hands from her under her panties.
“Awww.” Arnold moaned.
“Arnold!” Helga blushed, digging in her purse to get a tissue to wipe her cum off of his hand.
“No, leave it.” He smirked.
“Good god!” helga said wiping his hands furiously, then fixing her clothes to drag him back to the spot where phoebe and Gerald were, not wanting to miss her best-friends coming out.
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Hey! Sorry I took so long to update, it’s the holidays and I’ve been busy. But I have made time to work on it. So thank you for your reviews and your patience. I hate cliffhangers, too! But thems the breaks! ^_~
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