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- Hey Arnold! (9)
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“Oh, come on, Arnold.” Helga waved her ice cream around dramatically, “Are you really not gonna show me?”
He held his ice cream cone firmly over his mouth, “It looks dumb…”
“Aw, Arnold,” She started, voice full of empathy. “You know I'll make fun of you either way.”
Arnold rolled his eyes, trying to hold back a smile, “Gee, thanks.”
“Always happy to help.”
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“What's on your mind?” He innocently asks, not possibly knowing that my trouble in answering that question is the root of all my problems.
When I turn to him, he has a certain look across his face. One might mistake it for worry.
“That's the million dollar question, isn't it?” I chuckle dryly.
Or; Arnold knows Helga better than she thinks, and she doesn't know Arnold as much as she previously thought.
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The fact that she was actually gonna make it to school made Helga feel like she'd beaten the world. It was a small victory, sure, but she'd felt like the universe was trying to prevent her from walking through those big, obnoxious blue doors, and now she was going to do it.
"Take that universe!" She'd triumphantly shouted at no one in particular.
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You know what they say about speaking too soon?
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There was a knock on Arnold's window. It was one in the morning and his window was on a second story. Arnold pulled open his window to find Helga standing on the rusted fire escape, looking sheepish. He didn't know Helga Pataki could ever look so sheepish.
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A plastic bag rustling as Gerald pulled out a plethora of things; Popsicles, chilled sodas, oranges, and…
Before she could even register the box of red fruit, it was being smacked out of the boy's hand, spilling all over the street. Helga and Phoebe gaped at Arnold, as Gerald stood there flabbergasted.
“Dude!?” He gestured down at his strawberries, scattered over the dirty asphalt— ruined. “What was that for?”
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