The Alphabet is for Drabbles (A Hey Arnold! Fanfic)

Ribbon

My unknown angel, beautiful girl.

Where can I find you in this big world?

I know I’m young and I’ve years to go,

But your image haunts me, beautiful girl.

What will you look like? What will you wear?

Will you be of golden locks or of raven-black hair?

Come to think of it, golden sounds better.

That way it’ll match with your lovely pink sweater.

And you must not forget a lovely rose ribbon.

It’ll bring out your eyes, my one true demise.

If you ever find me, hopefully you will,

Don’t hesitate in kissing me, in showing me your skill.

And I’ll kiss you in return, for I know it’ll be you.

My one true love, my pink angel of blue.

As Arnold finished writing the poem, he stared around the classroom. His teacher was standing next to Helga, praising her for another job well done. She had actually improved over the years and had become a more civilized person, someone he could sometimes even talk to without any hassle. And she was lovely, now that he thought about it. She especially looked good on that pink sweater. Her little ribbon tied her hair up in a ponytail, making her eyes stand out and creating a lovely shade of- Wait a minute! He re-read his work and looked at her again and- oh God!

Did he have a crush on Helga G. Pataki?!