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:::school:::
Mr.S: ok class, Helga Pataki is sick so one of you gets it to take her special homework to her, anyone want to volenteer?
Pheobe lifts her hand, she was the only one that did.
Mr.S: ok Pheobe, you get to take it to her today. if she is not back tomarrow who wants to take it?
no one raises their hand.
Mr.S: ok then...Arnold, do you want to do it tomarrow?
Arnold: uh, not really mr. Simmons.
Mr.S: I'm sure she won't mind! anyway... (talks on about history)
:::at recess:::
Arnold: oh man Gerald, remember last time I had to take homework to someone?
Gerald: yeah I sure do, mmm mmm mmm, you're in trouble what if something like that happens again?
Arnold: oh well, its just Helga, I mean she can't have a bigger secret than the one Olga told us!
:::after school:::
Pheobe: (at Helga's house) hello? where is Helga?
Merium: (half asleep) huh? oh, uh, upstairs, whatever... (falls asleep)
Pheobe: (walk up the stairs and gos into Helga's room) Helga, I brought your homework...(Helga was asleep in bed)
Helga: what? oh hi Pheebs, uuuuuuuuhhhhh
Pheobe: how are you feeling Helga?
Helga: uuuuuuuhhhh, I'm doing just fine if you count pukeing every ten minetes fine!!!
Pheobe: (backs a little away from Helga) oh, I'm sorry that you're sick, tomarrow Arnold is going to take your homework to you! I hope that makes you feel better!
Helga: WHAT? ARNOLD? BRINGING MY HOMEWORK TO ME TOMARROW!
Pheobe: yes!
Helga: my love, bringing me my homework! (yawns) wow I can't believe it!
Pheobe: well, he got picked to do it because he didn't really want to...
Helga: what? he got picked to? uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh! that stupid footballhead! ow, I have a headache!
Pheobe: bye Helga!
Helga: (weakly) bye Pheebs.
:::the next day after school:::
Arnold: well, she wasn't here today either, so (gulp) I guess I have to! bye Gerald.
Gerald: why are you doing this? just have Pheobe do it again?
Arnold: (frowning) Gerald you know I can't do that!
Gerald: you know Mr. Simmons isn't out here, you could just ask Pheobe to do it!
Arnold: no Gerald, I have to do it! (starts to leave)
Gerald: you're a bold kid Arnold, a bold kid.
Arnold couldn't here him because he had already left.
:::Helga's house:::
Arnold: (gos in) hello? anyone here?
Merium: (you know how she is, half asleep) huh? yeah, whatever.
Arnold: (gos up to Helga's room and gos in) hello? Helga?
Helga: (asleep) yes! yes! I do! I do!
Arnold: (shakes her awake) Helga, you were screaming!
Helga: arn-footballhead! what are you doing here?
Arnold: just bringing you your homework.
Helga: thank you I guess football- (puts her hand over mouth and starts to look a little green)
Arnold grabs the bowl that was beside the bed and holds it for Helga as she hurls.
Helga: (thinking) he is holding the bowl for me! my love is holding my bowl! (Helga sigh)
Arnold: (hand covered in puke) is that all?
Helga: I sure hope so footballhead! (smiles)
Arnold: I'm going to go home now ok?
Helga: wait Arnold!! (yelling as he started to go home)
Arnold: what?
Helga: can you wait til' I fall asleep? cause when I'm half asleep if I need to barf I can't get the bowl by mycelf! (smirks)
Arnold: (sighs) I guess so, but I have to wash my hands first, where is the bathroom?
Helga: down the hall to the right, you can't miss it!
Arnold: (smiles) thanks Helga!
Helga: yah yah yah, now go wash up I want to...(falls asleep)
Arnold: I guess I don't have to stay now! (tucks her in)
:::school the next day:::
Gerald: so, how was it? what did she have?
Arnold: it wasn't that bad. she has the flu.
Gerald: so, what happened?
Arnold: she was yelling at me, and started looking like she was going to throw up, so I grabbed her bowl and held it as she barfed and got it all over my hands...but other than that, pretty much nothing.
Gerald: you held it for her? mmm mmm mmm! why did you hold it for her? you do know it was HELGA G. PATAKI don't you?
Arnold: yes. I just never do any thing for her and it seemed like the right thing to do.
Gerald: I know you would do that for Lila, but not HELGA!
Arnold: its not that I like her, its just, I wanted to!
Gerald: Arnold, I think you're starting to like Helga.
Arnold: no I'm not Gerald!
Gerald: come on Arnold, you know you want to say it...
Arnold: Gerald, drop it! I was just doing her a favor! I mean even Helga, would do that for me if I was sick!
Gerald:...you? sick? I have only seen you sick once, and that was that time you ate those green berries not the red! are you ok, you look a little green?
Arnold: uuuhhh, I don't feel so good.
Helga walks in and sees Arnold.
Helga: hey footballhead are you ok?
Arnold: Helga? how are you today? uuuuuhhhh.
Helga: just fine, but you are the one that doesn't look like you feel good!
Arnold: (covering his mouth) uuuuuuuuhhh!!!!
Helga: come on Arnold, you look like you're going to hurl, lets get you to the nurse!
Arnold nods his head, and just they start walking to the nurse's office Arnold barfs all over the floor!
Helga: Arnold!!! tall hair boy go get the nurse!
Gerald:........
Helga: NOW!!!
Gerald: (thinking) Helga G. Pataki is actully beening nice to Arnold? now I've seen every thing! (talking) ok!
Helga: Arnold, are you ok?
Arnold: uuuuhhh...
Helga: relax, Gerald is getting the nurse!
:::an hour later:::
Mr.S: well, we can give Helga a very special welcome back! but there is yet another that is sick, one that isn't normally sick...Arnold.
the whole class except Helga and Gerald: Arnold!?!?!?!?!
Mr.S: who wants to take his homework to him today?
everyone raised their hand.
Mr.S: how about...Helga!
Lila: oh poor Arnold, I feel ever so bad for him.
Rhonda: yeah, I wonder how he got sick?
Lila: yes, me too.
Helga: oh pipe down, footballhead'll be better by tomarrow!
:::after school:::
Helga: come with me Pheebs.
Pheobe: comeing!
:::Arnold's house:::
Helga: (she opens the door and sees Arnold's Grandma trieing to get "the man eating tiger" (or flie) and his Grandpa eating raspberrie pie.) hello?
Grandma: you must be one of Kimba's freinds? I'm sorry he isn't available right now, hes sick in bed.
Helga: yeah, I'm delivering his homework...can I go up or is he asleep?
Grandma: oh I think you can go up, he is probably still awake.
Helga: thanks! wait here Pheebs.
Pheobe: (sighs) waiting.
Helga: (runs up to Arnold's room and gos in) Arnold? how are you feeling?
Arnold: (he looked miserable) uuuuuuuhhh...Helga? what are you doing here? uuuuhh
Helga: to bring you your homework, what else footba-(she haddent been looking at him very closely, then she did, and like I said, he looked miserable) I mean Arnold.
Arnold: oh, of course I should have relised.
Helga: oh Arnold, I didn't want you to get sick, and I didn't mean to hurl on you and make you sick!
Arnold: its not your, uuuuhh, falt Helga you didn't mean to! uuuuuuuuuhh! (puts his hands over his mouth and stomach and runs down to the bathroom)
Helga: (she runs down next to the bathroom door) I'm still sorry about it! I really really didn't want you to! (a tear comes down her face)
Arnold: (comes out of the bathroom and sees her tear) (thinking) Helga is crying because she made me sick? but she hates me? (talking) Helga, you don't have to cry about it, that happens!
Helga: not to you! (runs down the stairs and out the door without even getting Pheobe)
Pheobe: Helga wait for me! (runs out the door)
Arnold:.........what just happend?
Grandpa: so, your little freind with the one eyebrow thinks its her falt you're sick?
Arnold: yeah!
Grandpa: why doe's she think its her falt?
Arnold: because I went to her house to drop off her homework when she was sick yesterday, and today I'm sick and shes not!
Grandpa: in that case it was her falt.
Arnold: Grandpa.
Grandpa: ok, I'll leave...oh yeah, short man!
Arnold: what?
Grandpa: never eat raspberries!
Arnold: e,e,eat? uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh! (runs and gets in the bathroom before his Grandpa)
:::the next day at school:::
Helga: I wonder where footballhead is?
Mr.S: well class, Arnold still isn't back, so...
Every one raises their hand.
Mr.S: hhmmm.......Gerald. (talks about math)
:::after school:::
Lila: oh, poor Arnold, I feel ever so bad for him! I hope he feels ever so better tomarrow.
Helga: don't worrie, ol' footballhead would never be sick that long! (thinking) oh Arnold! my poor poor love! I wish you had never brought me my home work!
Rhonda: Helga, could you care a little about him? he is never sick!
Gerald: well, I gotta go give him his homework.
Lila: can you tell him hi Gerald, I would ever so appriciate it!
Helga: (thinking) lil' miss perfect, she is always trieing to be ssssoooo nice, its annoying!
:::Arnold's house:::
Gerald gets there and gos strait up to Arnold's room, he opens the door and Arnold is asleep.
Arnold: (in his sleep) no! no, I can't! no, I like-like Lila!
Gerald: hee hee hee.
Arnold: NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (now he was moveing so much he fell out of bed)
Gerald: haa haa haa haaa haa haa haa haa haa! lol!!!!!!
Arnold: stop it, no, I don't like you Helga!
Gerald: haa haa..........Helga? Arnold, Arnold wake up!
Arnold: huh?? oh, hi Gerald!
Gerald: you were sceaming in your sleep!
Arnold: what did I say?
Gerald: "no! no! I can't! no, I like-like Lila!" and "NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" then the weirdest one "stop it! no, I don't like you Helga!"
Arnold: ooohhh, I was dreaming that Helga, I have no idea why, she was trieing to get me to ask her to a dance on friday! but you know how weird dreams are! (he smiles a very weak smile then gets on the bed and lays down)
Gerald: (mouth wide open) Arnold, you are sick! she hates you, and you know it!
Arnold: uuuuuuuuuuuhhh, sorry Gerald, I have to go to the bathroom...
Gerald:....uh.....I better get going........see ya!
Arnold: yeah, bye.
Gerald: (talking to Pheobe on the phone) he has got to get better, he's delierius! (man I can't spell!)
Pheobe: hows that?
Gerald: he had a dream about HELGA!
Helga: (she was on Pheobe's other phone listning in, and thinking) a dream about me? me? Arnold had a dream about me? (Helga sighs)
Gerald: he said that in his dream Helga was trieing to get him to go to a dance with her! that is not Helga, I mean, the pushy part was right-
Helga: rrrrrrrrrrrr
Gerald: but the him and her thing? no way never happen!
Helga: (thinking again) maybe Geraldo is right? I really really hope not!
Gerald: he was so, well, I mean he even fell out of bed! that doesn't even sound like him, he is delierius!
Pheobe: no that doesn't sound like him at all! maybe its just because he is sick?
Gerald: yeah, well I gotta go, bye!
Pheobe: bye! hey Helga, did you here that? he had a dream about you!
Helga: yeah! maybe he is finally starting to like-like me!
:::the next day at school:::
Lila: Mr.Simmons?
Mr.S: yes Lila?
Lila: where is Arnold?
Mr.S: I'm afraid hes still sick, who wants to take his homework?
Lila raises her hand first.
Mr.S: hhhhhhhhhhmmmmmm? Lila! (talks about...who cares!)
Lila: I hope ever so much that I'll make him feel better!
Helga: oh brother, lil' miss perfect at it again!
:::after school:::
Lila: I'm ever so sertain I'll make him feel better!
Rhonda: I sure hope you do, I need Arnold's advice!
Helga: oh brother! you can't think for yourself yet? crimany!!
:::Arnold's house:::
Lila: (she runs up to Arnold's room an gos in) Arnold? how are you doing today?
Arnold: better, I haven't thrown up yet.
Lila: thats ever so wonderful! here I brought you your homework!
Arnold: (weakly) thanks! *burp*
Lila: oh! bless you!
Arnold: thanks Lila.
Lila: you're ever so welcome!
Arnold: so how is every one doing at school?
Lila: oh, they are just ever so fine! Helga keeps thinking that you'll be ever so back but...is always wrong! so what do you do to get your mind off of that ever so awful flu?
Arnold: mostly watch tv, *burp* scuse me, sometimes read...
Lila: well I have to get home!
Arnold: can I have a hug?
Lila: now Arnold I just like you, I don't like you like you.
Arnold: yeah I know (looks at the floor and gets really dizzy and falls down on his bottom) ow that hurt! can you at least help me into bed?
Lila: I guess Arnold, but just because you're ever so sick.
she helps him into bed and leaves.
Arnold: *sigh* why did I have to burp so many times? *yawn*
Arnold: oh well! (gos to sleep and starts to dream)
:::Arnold's dream:::
Helga: Arnold, you are the worst footballhead alive!
Arnold: why?
Helga: why? you ask why? because you just hurled on me!!!!
Arnold: I didn't mean to!
Helga: oh, sure footballhead! you just ruined my new dress! (starts to cry)
Arnold:.......you are worried about clothes??
Helga; yes I am footballhead!
Arnold: but, but, but I always thought you didn't care about clothes?
Helga: I don't!
Arnold: why are we in this fancy resteraunt?
Helga: I don't know, you asked me to come footballhead!
Arnold: why would I do that?
Helga: sheesh, I don't know footballhead! you were the one with the reason now you tell me!
all of a sudden all of the people in the resteraunt turn into Helga and surround him saying "why? why? why?" he starts screaming in his sleep "I don't know! I don't know!"
:::real life:::
Grandpa: Arnold! Arnold! (shaking Arnold awake) Arnold, you gotta stop haveing those dreams!
Arnold: oh, it was just a dream, few, I thought I actully-(looks at his Grandpa looking at him very weirdly) asked Helga Pataki on a date.
Grandpa: Arnold, have you been dreaming about your ugly little freind with he one eyebrow?
Arnold: I guess so...I think its because she is the one that made me sick.
Grandpa: or you're starting to like her.
Arnold: Helga? you have to be kidding!?! I'll never, and I repeat, NEVER like-like Helga G. Pataki! uuuuuhh, now my stomach hurts again! (picks up the bowl beside his bed) just in case!
Grandpa: oh come on Arnold, you know she likes you, why don't you like her?
Arnold: she hates me!!! she wishes that I would just move away!
:::the next day which was a saturday:::
Helga: I'm going to go to Arnold's house to see how is doing ok Merium?
Merium: sure, whatever...(do I even have to say? she falls asleep)
Helga: (rushes to Arnold's house and looks n the kitchen window) hhmmmm, I don't see him eating breakfast, maybe he already did and is watching the morning cartoons? (gos over to the window that the tv is at) hhhhmmm, no.
Gerald: (he was walking past Arnold's house and saw her) Helga?
Helga: AAAAAAHHHH!! (turns around) Geraldo, uh, what are you doing here?
Gerald: just going to come and see how Arnold is doing. what are you doing here?
Helga:..........same!
Gerald: wow, Helga G. Pataki is concerned! what will happen next? will pigs flie? *laughs*
Helga: I am not concerned, I just, just, I, I, I........feel guilty! yeah I feel guilty for making footballhead sick, thats all.
Gerald: sure Helga, sure! (smirks)
Helga: come on, lets go in!
Gerald: hee hee hee (still smurking)
Helga: (knock on the door) hello? is anyone in there?
Grandpa: yes? oh, you're here to see Arnold! he is in the bathroom.
Helga: he is still sick? crimany!!! when is he going to get better!
they go inside and wait in his room.
Gerald: (still smurking) you felt guilty?
Helga: yeah so what tall hair boy?
Gerald: (of course still smirking) well, that doen't sound like you! you, would not even care about him! that makes me think...(his smirk gets bigger) hee hee hee *laughs alot*
Helga: (panicking) what? what is so funny?
Gerald: nothing! *still laughing*
Helga: there is something! you don't laugh like that for nothing Geraldo?!!
Arnold: (walks in) whats so funny?
Helga: nothing!!!!
Gerald: oh, just that Helga, the one that hates you, felt guilty!
Arnold: (amazed) wow, Helga, is that true?
Helga: n...n...no! of course not! I ju, ju, just wanted to see how you're doing because everyone in our class is lost without you footballhead! (smiles very unbeleiveable)
Arnold: sure...well, today I feel better, much better, infact I think I'll be back on monday!
Helga: GREAT!! (jumps up and hugs him)
Arnold: uh, Helga?
Helga: uh,.....eww, don't touch me footballhead (pushes him down on his bottem)!
Gerald: (laughing out loud) Arnold, hee hee, can I talk to you for sec? (takes him downstairs) did you see what Helga did?
Arnold: yeah, she jumped up and hugged me!
Gerald: Helga hugged you! Helga G. Pataki hugged you!
Arnold: yeah, so?
Gerald: she hates you, why would she hug you?
Arnold: maybe she is concerned and was happy that I'm feeling better?
Gerald:........has being sick made you go crazy? its Helga we're talking about not Lila!
Arnold: uh Gerald....
Gerald: not now, she isn't the nicest person you know, she is the meanest and you hate her!
Arnold: Gerald!
Gerald: what? what is it??
Arnold: she right behind you...
Gerald: (turns around and sees Helga with a tear going down her face) uh, hi!
Helga: is that true?
Arnold: yeah...
Helga: ok then, bye!
Arnold: wait!
Helga: no Arnold, I'm leaving, and I'm not ever comeing back, I may be mean but I have feelings!
Arnold: Gerald, I think I need to be alone right now please.
:::later that night:::
Arnold: man, I'm not sick anymore but, I still feel weird! for some reason I feel like, I, wel I don't know how I feel, I just feel weird! I think I'm going to go to sleep.
Arnold went to sleep, and he, of course, had another dream about Helga.
Arnold: aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!! Helga?? I thought you were Lila?? what? no!! no!! NO!!!!! (fell off his bed and got up, and he started to sleep walk tword his door, but it was closed so he ran right into it) ow! what am I doing here? I thought I was in bed?
Arnold gets back in bed and starts the dream from where he left off and got out of bed and stood up, and walks twords the door, but this time opening it. he walked down his stairs, when he got to the bottom of the stairs he yelled "NO HELGA!" and walked some more. then he got to the bathroom door, he looked at it and went in and ate a sleeping pill (kinda funny huh?) and went back up to his bedroom.
Arnold: (bumps into his door) ouch! hey...why am I out here? oh well! (heads into his room and before he even got in bed he was fast asleep, but this time no sleep walking)
:::the next morning:::
Grandpa: was the girl with the eyebrow bugging you last night short man?
Arnold: *yawn* what are you talking about?
Grandpa: you came down your stairs and shouted "no Helga!!!" it woke everyone up.
Arnold: oh, I was wondering why I was outside my bedroom door last night!
Grandpa: uh oh...
Arnold: what?
Grandpa: oh, nothing!
Arnold: Grandpa!
Grandpa: ok, maybe you were sleep walking!
Arnold:...........(shoked)........
Grandpa: are you ok short man?
Arnold: (thinking) no Arnold, you can't have walked down the stairs and yelled "NO HELGA!" while you were asleep *yawns*! what a silly idea! ha ha heh. wow, I sure am acting *yawns* weird.
Grandpa: Arnold?!?! are you ok?
Arnold: what? oh, yeah, I'm *yawns* ok.
Grandpa: you sure are yawning alot!!!?!!?!??
Arnold: yeah, I'm just tired *yawns ^o^*. (I think this is going to make me ^o^ too lol)
Grandpa: well go take a nap!
Arnold: ok...(falls asleep, just about like Merium does, right in his cereal)
Grandpa takes Arnold up to his room and puts him on the bed.
Arnold: no!!
Grandpa: oh no not another one! (runs out of the room)
Arnold: oh......no....I don't like you Helga! no I don't! (falls off bed again) Helga, no listen, I don't like-like you I just like you! stop makeing fun of me! (stands up and slaps nothing but he thinks he is slaping Helga) stop! don't cry! come back! (sleep walks out his door down his stairs) Helga wait I just want you to stop making fun of me! (he walks by the kitchen doorway)
Grandpa: going somewhere short man?
Arnold: (looks at Grandpa, still asleep) I got to go talk to Helga! (he walks out the door still in his pajamas)
Grandpa: ok have a good time. and don't eat raspberries!
Arnold: (heading "after Helga" he thought, but he was really heading to Helga's house) Helga, wait up!
girl on the street: aaaaaaaaaaahhh! mommy its a zombie with a football shaped head!
girls mom: oh my, that child is sleep walking!
girl: you mean thats not a zombie? *smiles*
girl's mom: no honey that is just a little boy sleep walking!
girl: oh! hey, kid! did you know you're sleep walkin'?
Arnold: (looks at the little girl) no I'm not I have to catch Helga! (looks strait and begins walking again)
girl: hes funny mommy! there is no one in front of him!
girl's mom: thats what people think when they are sleep walking!
girl: oh!
:::meanwhile at Helga's house:::
Helga: *sighs* nothing on tv? crimany! there is nothing to watch, big Bob is at a beeper sale (even on a sunday?) Merium is asleep of course and I am not going over to check on Arnold again! man, I think I'm going to call Pheebs. (calls Pheobe)
Pheobe: hello?
Helga: hey Pheebs, want to come over and play wrestlemainia on playstation 2?
Pheobe: sure Helga!
Pheobe comes over, and about 30 minutes after they started playing it they here a knock at the door. Helga goes to answer it and it was Arnold in his p.j.s!
Helga: what are doing here footballhead? and why are you in your pajamas?
Arnold: (still asleep of course) Helga, listen! stop makeing fun of me!
Helga: like that is going to make me stop?
Arnold: no listen, (he slaps nothing again) stop! you made me humiliated!
Helga: what are you talking about footballhead?
Arnold: *yawns* scuse me, now Helga, just plain stop it!
Helga: (about to laugh at how weird her love was acting) ok, I'll stop!
Arnold: sorry isn't good enuff Helga!
Helga: hey Pheebs, come in here!
Pheobe: coming Helga! oh, hi Arnold!
Arnold: hi Pheobe, now Helga, no more!
Helga: isn't he acting weird Pheobe?
Pheobe: yes he sure is!
Arnold: I...I...I...I...(starts to drool)
Helga: uh...Arnold are you ok?
Arnold falls down forwards on to Helga.
Helga: *gasps* he is just sleeping! Pheobe, you know what this means?
Pheobe shakes her head.
Helga: remember that time that I kept on sleep walking to his house?
Pheobe: yes, it was because you ate those pork rines, and subconsciously wanted to tell Arnold your secret!
Helga: he must have sleep walked all the way, looking at his clothes, *gasps excitedly*
Pheobe: what Helga?
Helga: (has a huge smile on her face) he must have done what I did!
Pheobe: you mean?
Helga: yes! he finally loves me! oh Arnold my sweet prince! how I love you, and now, you finally love me back, but are to shy to admitt it! but wait, he probeblly didn't eat pork rines? and if he didn't why did he sleep walk?
Pheobe: maybe, because he hardly ever is sick, being sick must have done something to his body to make him sleep walk!
Arnold: (still asleep) uh Helga, I can't get to sleep do you have a sleeping pill?
Helga: but you are asleep footballhead?
Arnold: then how can I be talking to you? *starts to snore*
Helga and Pheobe start laughing.
Helga: you think we should go put him in my bed Pheebs?
Pheobe: yes, I believe we should Helga!
Helga starts to pick him up but he was too heavy, so she had Pheobe help her. then they got him up there into Helga's bed.
Helga: (thinking) wow, I'm actully tuking my love into my bed! (Helga sigh)
Pheobe: well that ought to be good, come on Helga lets go back downstairs before he wakes up!
Helga: good idea Pheebs! lets go finish our wrestlemainia game!
Pheobe: ok...Helga?
Helga: what is it Pheobe?
Pheobe: what will happen when he wakes up and finds himself in your room?
Helga: hhhhhhhmmm? I don't know, I guess be confused!
Pheobe: ok, thats all Helga!
about a hour past and Arnold was still asleep.
Arnold: (finally starting to wake up) huh? ow my head hurts...(sees that he isn't in his room any more) AAAAAAHHH! where am I? wait...this is Helga's bedroom! (gets out of Helga's bed) ok, this is just a little weird...I thought I was eating breakfast with my grandpa? this is so strange!
Helga: did you hear a scream?
Pheobe: *gasps* Arnold must have woken up!
Helga: uh oh!
they run upstairs and lean against the door to hear what he was saying.
Arnold: man, I must have gone to sleep?!! then my Granpa must have taken me upstairs then is playing a trick on me! (shouting) ok Grandpa, you can change my room back to normal.
the girls laugh.
Arnold:........maybe.......(thinking) oh no! I sleep walked again! this time I went to Helga's house? I don't even like her! ok, settle down, you can handle this! (talking) ok, now, I'm just going to go say sorry to Helga for being in her bed, and then leave! good plan.
Helga: (whispering to Pheobe) lets go downstairs so he can come down and say what he wants to, and act like you're suprised to see him!
Pheobe: (whispering) ok Helga!
they go downstairs, then Arnold does.
Arnold: uh, hi Helga!
Helga: footballhead, what are you doing here?
Arnold: I really don't know myself, but I think I was sleeping in your bed sorry. I have to go bye!
Helga: you were sleeping in my bed? oh brother Arnoldo, you got to watch where you sleep! *laughs alot*
Arnold: (blushes) uh, yeah! heh heh. (runs out the front door) bye Helga!
Helga: (to Pheobe) Pheebs, he was blushing!
Arnold: man, why was I in Helga Pataki's bed?
a few minutes later Gerald comes up behind Arnold on his skateboard.
Gerald: Arnold, why are you in your pajamas? (Arnold looks at him and he was still blushing) and why are you blushing?
Arnold: its a long story Gerald!
Gerald: well I have time!
Arnold: I want to get home first, ok!
Gerald: ok Arnold.
they get to Arnold's house and Arnold gets dressed.
Gerald: ok Arnold, spill it!
Arnold: ok, I...sleep walked!
Gerald:.....you, Arnold, sleep walked?
Arnold: yes...and thats not the worst part! ok, last night I did too, then this morning all the way to...uh...
Gerald: come on man, spill it!
Arnold: ok...all the way to...uh...H...H...H...Helga Pataki's house!
Gerald: I knew it!
Arnold: what?
Gerald: you're falling for Helga G. Pataki!
Arnold: am not Gerald! thats what my Grandpa said, and its wrong! (thinking) it has to be wrong, I can't like her!
Gerald: its me you're talking to! you can tell me if you like-like her!
Arnold: (blushing) I don't Gerald!
Gerald: oh come on, you are practicly giveing me a hint, because you're blushing!
Arnold: (thinking) no, no, I don't like her! but yet I can't get her off my mind. (talking) Gerald, I, can't like-like her! she is Helga!
Gerald: but, you know she has been acting real nice to you!
Arnold: Gerald, you won't stop bugging me until I say that will you?
Gerald: nope!
Arnold: ok, I have been having real weird dreams about her, and then this morning I woke up in her bed! and now, I think I know why! I think its because, uh, I like her a little more then I used to! *smiles*
Gerald: I can't believe it! you still won't tell me the whole thing!
Arnold: ok, you don't have to yell about it! (whispering) I, uh, uh, kind of, uh, don't tell anyone, uh, kinda, like-like her!
Gerald: *laughs* Arnold, Arnold, Arnold, first you were sick then got better, now you're sick again! as in love sick! what are you going to do this time? it will be harder to keep it secret from her then all the others you liked!
Arnold: I know Gerald!
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