Detention: An Arnold x Helga Story (Hey Arnold!)

The Perfect Ending

Lolz you were totally freaking out thinking the story's over.

Helga's POV: 

After beginning to devour the ice cream Phoebe brought me and listening to the sappy radio station that she had put on that started playing "It's All Coming Back To Me". I was ready to gush out pretty much my life story to her. But I knew that now wasn't the time. So instead I decided to tell her what had transpired at school today. "Hey, Pheebs." 

"What?"

"Can you stop hugging me so tightly I need to talk to you about what happened today."

"Oh, okay." She lets go of me, dusts her shirt and jacket off, and turns back towards me. "Proceed."

"At school this morning Arnold confronted me about how I've been bullying him for these past years and then almost tried to fight me." Pheebs took in a sharp breath. She knows how much that hurt me. "And I-I pushed him away before we could fight  but we still both have detention together tomorrow."

"Can't you just skip like you usually do?" Ughhhhhh, I wish. I'd basically do anything to escape Arnold's glares this weekend.

"Nope. Apparently I've skipped too many."

"Really? I didn't even know that was a thing." I sigh and roll my eyes.

"Everything's a thing with Mr. Kevin Jackass dictating our school policies." I mean come on, I've gotten detentions for everything, everyday. He really lives up to his name.

"I agree to that. Do you want to tell me what happened with ice cream now?" She winks at me, and I groan at the old nickname for Arnold.

"I thought we agreed never to speak that code name again." That brings up memories, mostly bad ones, but I did get closer to Arnold that year. I may have even got close to showing him my real personality in fifth grade. It's a real shame that once we were put in mostly different classes once we got to sixth grade. It was pretty hard on me.

"Hey, Helga are you okay your eyes are watering." 

"Oh, really?" I wipe my face with the back of my hand and feel some water. I guess Arnold has a really big impact on me. I need to get back on track with the story.

"So, anyway I now have detention with Arnold tomorrow at 1." I better bring books with me tomorrow.

"That really sucks Helga, I wish I knew how to console you better."

"Oh, it's really okay Pheebs. Bringing me ice cream was perfect, even if it kinda reminds me of him."

"Oh!" Huh? "We should watch a movie! I can call my parents to tell them I'm having a sleepover at your house tonight. They shouldn't say no since it's Friday."

"Great idea Pheebs!" She walks downstairs to call her parents and I'm left alone again. I get out The Wedding Singer and put into the VHS. Then I lay back in my bed just as Pheebs walks back into my room. I pat the space next to me and she plops down. The movie begins and I smile, this is gonna be the perfect ending to a terrible day.

Arnold's POV:

After a few hours of watching whatever was on MTV. I went to bed since I did have to be up at 12:00pm tomorrow. When I fell asleep I found Helga sitting on some kind of floor in a space that was completely white, strange enough. Even stranger, she looked really depressed. When she finally noticed I was here she started crying. "Hey, hey, hey please don't cry. Why are you so sad?" She stands up and folds her arms across her chest, her usual pose.

"Well, you hate me." What?? Wait, she's crying because I hate her? She doesn't care that I hate her.

"I don't hate you, but how I feel about you shouldn't make you cry anyway." She sighs and cries a little more but holds up a hand to stop me from interjecting.

"You really are stupid sometimes..." She whisper-speaks. She looks me straight in my eyes with the saddest expression I've ever seen. "I love you, you idiot. Of course I care what you think of me." My mouth falls to the floor. WHATTTTTT???? There's no possible way she loves me. 

"You don't love me, I'm pretty sure you hate me." She sighs again and her eyes tear up. Then she disappears, leaving me confused as crap. "What the hell just happened." I mutter. I look around and the space has turned black. Then I wake up to Grandma shaking me violently.