Arnold's Thoughts

What Arnold Thought

A/N: Warning! This chapter will have a little dirty in it lol rated T still but just a warning. I mean, they are teens after all ;)

Enjoy!

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The day had gone by and now its 7 by the time they arrived to Arnold's house. Opening the door, Arnold is greeted by his grandparents.

"Hey there shortman! Wh-" he took a good look at the two teens. "Whoa what happened to you two?" Grandpa asked.

"Nothing grandpa. Our date just fell in ruins." Arnold said with a frown as he started walking upstairs. Helga closed the door behind her and explained to the old man.

"Let's just say we were attacked by flying beasts and got drenched in the process." Helga said, hands on her waist.

"Yeesh. Sounds like a heck of a time there blondy." he answered.

"Helgas the name. Not blondy." she corrected when she suddenly saw Gertrude run in the hallways with a bat.

"Did someon say there was flying beasts in the house! Come at me ya vermen!" she ran trying to find the imaginary creature. Helga couldn't help but laugh.

"Should we help her out?" she asked jokingly. Phil had a plain look on his face as he let Gertrude do as she pleased and waved a hand up.

"Naa. Better that we don't encourage her unless the boarding house starts burning down. Now you run along with Arnold and you two dry up before you catch a cold Esmerelda." he said pushing Helga towards the stairs.

"It's Helga." she corrected once again as she walked up the stairs.

"That's what I said." he replied as he walked towards the living room to find his beloved crazy lady. Helga chuckled as she walked upstairs to Arnold's room. Opening the door, she sees Arnold laying on the floor making her quiet confused.

"You alright there Arnold? Is there a reason as to why you're laying on the floor?" she asked as she sat down next to him.

"I'm still pretty wet. Can't go on the bed or couch. You shower first so you don't catch a cold." he said in a lazy kind of tone. He stood up and grabbed the smallest shirt he could find in his closet and some shorts. "You can use these until our cloths dry up." he handed Helga the cloths along with a towel. With a blush on her cheeks, Helga got what was handed to her and smirked at Arnold.

"You don't wanna join me football head?" Arnold blushed bright red from ear to ear.

"Uhhh... Mmm.. " he didn't know what to say." Yes?" he let out shrugging his shoulders as Helga laughed and went out the door towards the restroom.

"In you're dreams football head." she stuck her tongue out and winked at him as she closed the door. Arnold smiled, the tint of red on his face.

"Dammit Helga." he said as he grabbed a pillow and layed on the floor once again, pillow on his waist as he covered himself from the thought of Helga's suggestion.

Helga didn't take long in the shower and neither did Arnold after Helga. Done with his shower, Arnold walked into his room to see Helga laying on Arnolds bed playing a game on his phone. Still drying his hair off he sits at the side of the bed next to her.