3It's been probably 12 years since I wrote & posted a piece of fanfiction (don't try to look for them they are & gone believe me, you are not missing on anything good), I consider myself more of a reader than a writer but one of my friends invited me to read The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron & that made me realize that maybe I can write lol; This fluffy little one-shot is the result of the morning pages that you have to write daily when you follow the exercices of the book, I also used the following prompts that I got out of pinterest:
"Your hair is really soft after you wash it"
"Shhhh baby, stop fussing. I'm just braiding your hair"
"How about something warm? It will help you sleep"
Also, before I forget, Helga G. Pataki, Arnold Shortman & any other Hey Arnold! character don't belong to me TT^TT
I can't believe my luck, I'm not even sure if it's bad luck or good luck anymore but I'm here, WE are here in his bedroom floor, he's so close I can feel my heart beating so rapidly that it's inhumanly possible for it to still be imprisoned within my ribcage.
-Helga, your hair is really soft after you wash it-
Oh my beloved! He said it with such a softness in his voice it's like I can see his face, with a big, content smile and those gorgeous verdant half lidded eyes, a look that makes my legs shake, my knees bend and my girlhood tremble. Oh Arnold! My love if only you knew what you do to me! What your touch and voice can elicit in me you would probably stop altogether and realize I'm too much for you or maybe, just maybe you'll use it in your advantage and never, ever let me go… Oh my beloved I can't stop trembling in bliss at this fateful opportunity of being taking care of by you my flaxen haired angel but you are not ready for this conversation so I have to be discreet and retort to my old ways… toned down of course.
-Yeah, yeah football-head, that happens when you know how to use conditioner, it's not that hard, finish already, sheesh!-
-Shhhh baby, stop fussing, I'm just braiding your hair-
BABY!? I wish I could just punch his lights out well into next week but every time my beloved calls me with endearing pet names I can't help but get this fluffy feeling nest in my chest and suddenly all I can do is babble like an idiot while I try to cover my flushing face, the little shrimp probably enjoys embarrassing me, how I hate feeling this weak but I can't help it! Helga, ol' girl, get a grip already, I swear one of this days I'm going to punch him for real.
I can feel him tying the end of the second and last braid with a piece of ribbon it probably is pink too, my love, you are so sweet, since I told him how I fell in love with him he makes sure I always have my pink bow or some other pink ribbon in my hair.
-How about something warm Helga? It will help you sleep, I know I could use some green tea myself-
He got up and headed to the door, criminy why does he have to be this perfect? It drives me mad… with love.
-Wait! Beloved!...- Oh, oh NO! I said that out loud didn't I? For a moment that feels like eternity he looks at me with that stupidly cute fish face he makes a lot, I could die of embarrassment alone but just when I'm about to get defensive he gives me the most radiant goofy smile, his eyes lidded again and Oh no! He's coming closer! What does…? Why he…? Oh he is putting his arms around my waist and back while pulling me into the sweetest embrace ever! PLEASE! If there's any god or deity out there I implore you! Please stop the time now so we can stay like this forever.
He puts his nose in the crook of my neck and suddenly I can't breathe and I can feel my mind starting to going blank too.
-Helga, I think… no, I'm sure!, I love you my angel!-
-Uuuuhhhh aaahhhh…-
It's official! I died and against all odds went to heaven, cause of death: overdosed by my very own football-head's sweetness! Ohhhhh!
I like to imagine that this scene takes place after they get caught on a very heavy rain/storm, have to take a shower & Helga stays at Sunset Arms, not necessarily christmas or any other december holiday related but I personally feel that this time of the year is perfect for fluffy love stories so take this.
I wish for you to have a merry christmas &/or happy holidays.
*Edit: there was a dialogue & some "&" missing