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

Stork

Little Arnold was growing up fast. Five years old and he was already acting as smart as his mom and as charming as his dad. But with the physical growth came the mental one and Arnold had gotten curious about every little thing. Why was the sky blue? Why could fish breathe underwater? Why did he have to sleep and miss out on the nightly fun? Of course his grandpa was always answering the questions for him, spinning some wild tales for Arnold’s enjoyment.

But then he had to ask the question.

“Grandpa, where do babies come from?”

And so his grandfather spun the stork tale, telling him that babies were actually magical creatures born in a land far, far away, and because they had no wings the stork brought them over to people who loved each other very much in order to raise them.

“Oh. But then, why do women get all big and bloaty sometimes?”

“Well, kido, that’s because they’re getting fat!”

And so came the day where little Arnold saw such a woman, pointed at her and asked if she was fat. His grandpa had been with him and oh, the embarrassment! She had knelt next to the boy, after giving his grandfather a searing look, and started explaining to him where did babies come from, the right way.