Helga's Heart Arnold's Eyes

Hello again! Sorry it's been so long yet again. And this time I don't have as much as a
reason for the long update other then recovering from the mind shattering hell that was
finals week and then trying to get back into the swing of writing again. But its been great to
hear from all of you who leave messages and to know that people enjoy my stories.
When we last left off Arnold, Helga, Miles and Stella were trapped in a cell in la Sombra's
hideout, and we finally caught a glimpse of the man who has no doubt lost his sanity over
the years on his quest to obtain the Cortisone. But how will the four escape before the
torture begins.
Chapter 8: Escape into Paroling and Embarrassing Waters
Arnold awoke to light pouring in from what now seemed to be a small window. It was
morning and he could now better see the cell that he had been placed in. the iron bars
surrounding all but one side. Which was wood. Quietly, as to not wake the others, Arnold
stood up and tried to see out the window. The view wasn't much, Arnold could see water,
and what looked like to be the other side of the river.
Arnold stood on his toes to get a better view but was soon startled by a snore.
Yet it sounded not like a snore from a 40 year old man nor a woman. He glanced at Helga to
see her sound asleep, breathing softly. Then who...
The snore struck again and Arnold's head spun round to see just outside the cell a boy
standing guard, or sleeping guard. He was slumped over, sitting on the ground, holding
what looked to be a gun... a... rather large gun. But he was no older then Helga or him, In
fact it was the same kid from before but... who on earth.. but that's not the point. Arnold
turned to his father and nudged him awake.
" Dad. We got company."
Miles stirred and then followed Arnold's eyes to the boy in the corner. He nodded and turned
to wake stella, Arnold did the same for Helga who started to stretch.
"CRIM-" Before she could finish Arnold slapped is hand over her mouth and held her gaze,
she looked a little frightened at the sudden movement but understood when her eyes
caught sight of the new comer in the corner. She nodded and Arnold removed his hand.
"Now what?" she whispered.
" We have seen that boy before, la Sombra likes to use him as a guard because he knows
we could never hurt him." stated Miles

" There are many men like la Sombra who brain wash kids into there armies, but there still
just kids. Also being in such close age with you..." added Stella
" I understand." whispered Arnold before turning back to look at the boy. " But how can we
get out?"
" Well you guys may have a problem with hitting him but i sure don't."
" Helga."
" What football head. You think I want to rot away in a cell when this kid is just asking for
old Betsey? I don't think so. I named my fists for a reason."
" Helga he has a gun!" Arnold nearly shouted before catching himself and lowering his voice.
" Last time I checked fist VS bullet doesn't come close to an even match."
" Well then I'll clobber him before he has time to squeeze off a few rounds."
" Helga."
" No wait.. Helga's right."
" Mom?"
" Look honey we've lasted before and couldn't escape but with you here we might be able
too. But Helga..."
" Yeah?"
" Its not your fists we need."
Helga raised her famed eyebrow in confusion as Stella scooted over to sit next to her, then
began pouring her plan into her ear in an extreme whisper. Arnold couldn't hear a thing, and
worry began to pool in his chest, but it was soon replaced by confusion as he watched her
cheeks slowly grow more red until it blossomed into a full blush and she looked at Arnold
frazzled and embarrassed.
" Think you can do it hun?"
" Uh... y-yeah sure.. Helga G. Pataki can do anything."
" Do what?" Arnold asked but that only seemed to make Helga's face heat up more.
Both girls ignored his question and Arnold found himself sitting next to his dad watching his
mother whisper something in the girl that he... was well acquainted withs ear. He felt a
twinge of something in his stomach, curiosity yes, but something else. Worry maybe? After

all, Helga had been through so much and after confronting him and seeking his help he had
started to grow slightly, protective of her. Any thing could send her back sliding down how
she used to be, trigger the gate to lock up her heart forever. And as a concerned friend he
had a right to worry, right?
The two ladies finished there planing and Stella joined the boys at the back of the cell.
" Ok now we all need to pretend were sleeping. Closed eyes everyone, let Helga work."
Against his worry Arnold listened. Watching Helga stand up and approach the bars, and
reluctantly he shut his eyes.
" Uh.. hey. You guard .. kid." Helga called out in a slight whisper, as if trying not to wake the
people pretending to sleep at the back of the cell. Arnold felt anxious not being able to see,
his ears rang with louder sounds then before, his parents breathing, his own heart beat. And
not to far in the distance the sound of the guard falling over.
" You you get back in your cell ( translate)"
" Hey hey it just me, hey I love a man with a gun... a uhh gun ( translate)."
"huh what?" ( translate )
Arnold clinched his eyes tight as he heard the guards foot steps drawing ever closer to the
cage.
" You know I'm not really with them... I uh... think it would be much more fun to hang out
with you. Maybe you could show me around."
"American girl sh-should get back from the bars. Im not suppose to talk."
Arnold peaked out of an eye and saw the guard standing at the edge of the cell, Helga's
hands reaching out playing with his hair, touching his chest. SHE WAS FLIRTING! Arnold felt
his blood boil, he must have moved too because he soon felt his mothers hand on his wrist
as if to hold him back. He peeked again to see Helga reach out and turn the guards chin
away from Arnold and his parents, and then pulled it closer to her own face. She was
practically all over him. If Arnold Didn't know any better she was just being awkward to fake
him out, she was probably loving this. Arnold didn't close his eyes he continued to look, but
it hardly seemed like the guard noticed, he was completely under Helga's spell. Helga held
the guard boys face, this guard who didn't even know her, she held his face and brought
him in closer for what looked like was going to be a kiss. The guard dropped his gun in
anticipation and in a flash Arnold was at the bars next to Helga, his fist flying so fast that
the unsuspecting guard hardly had a moment to break out of Helga's love trance. Arnold
quickly grabbed the guard by his shirt with his other hand pulled him hard against the bars.

"ARNOLD!" Helga cried out in surprise. But who wouldn't be? Arnold, the last kid who you
would think would get into a fight, just punched out a prison guard with out a moment of
hesitation.
" What do you think you're doing?"
" Getting the keys!" Arnold whispered harshly. He frustratingly tried to find the keys on the
now unconscious guard waist while holding the guard with all his strength. He pulled the
keys off the belt and then with out a second thought let the guard drop to the floor.
" You'e 'method' wasn't working." Arnold continued. As he began trying to unlock the cell.
" Excuse me? Everything was going fine, I didn't need you to step in. I was just about to get
them."
" Right and you were taking your sweet time doing it."
Arnold let out a frustrated grunt as he fumbled with the keys on the lock.
" Here let me." Helga said reaching out of the cell and grabbing Arnold's hand that was still
clenched around the keys. The key turned and the door began to swing open. Arnold blinded
by frustration felt the smallest hand that was on top of his begin to pry his hands of the
keys.
" Arnold its ok. You can let go now." She held his fist in her hands. Stroking it with her
thumbs. His eyes focused at the floor, almost in shock for what he had just done, not
regretting it, but still.
" He had a gun, you could have been shot." He finally answered her, his temper cooling.
" You could have to mister fists of furry. Come on..." He looked up at her to see her smile
weakly, A slight blush on her cheeks. " This is no time to be jealous."
With that she let go and began helping Arnold's parents out.
"... Je... Je... I'm not jealous!."
The four made there way through the hallways as fast as they could looking for there bags
or an exit, some way out.
As they made there way the found there packs in an abandoned room but while they were
grabbing them Helga was grabbed from behind, Like lighting Arnold was again by her side
punching the lights out of some no face guard. Helga looked in shock at Arnold, who
probably didn't have his usual nice guy look about him. As they retrieved there packs Arnold
pulled out the fake gun from one of the pockets and hid it in the waist of his pants before
the group caught sight of it.

" Arnold come over here a second." whispered Miles. He was looking over the map in his old
Journal. Arnold approached as he was making a new mark.
" This is a more secret entrance into the green eyes village. Incase we get separated on the
way out, which may happen, meet us here. All you have to do is state you're name. "
" Why would we get separated, I don't think I want too. I finally found you guys."
" Look it might be for the best. They don't know your value, so they will probably let you
guys off. Not to say they wont go looking for you, but they wont waist as much time, it will
be an easer get away. And we can keep them running in circles here and meet up with you
later. You need to protect your friend."
Arnold peered at Helga. Who was dividing up some of the supplies more evenly between the
bags. He looked back at his dad and silently agreed. As much as he wanted to stay by his
parents side, he had gotten Helga into way to much danger. Arnold's dad drew another map
for an exit, Helga and Arnold would take off and get just outside and wait for Miles signal.
Once they saw that it was there cue to run and follow the map back to the green eyes. Miles
made a note of zig zagging when possible to throw off the trail.
Arnold looked over at the girls again. Helga and his mom had divided up the supplies so that
Arnold's parents had some before they met up again. Leaving the two kids with only one
bag to carry. Arnold found a satchel on a near by wall and transferred some of the weight as
well as the journal into it. Once all was prepared Arnold and Helga said there good byes,
Arnold giving his parents a hug, and then the two took off down the hall.
The stone walls let in little light, but Arnold had navigated well thanks to the newly acquired
map. They made one final turn and were met with blinding day light. They had made it out.
At least thats what Arnold thought, he turned around to give a victor grin to Helga, only to
watch her be pulled back into the shadows. His heart stopped as he saw the familiar glow of
embers burning on a cigar.
" Now now Arnold. Don't be so fast to leave." Helga's machete now in La Sombras hands
was held to Helga's neck. He could have sworn he saw Helga mouth " run." but he was to
busy focused on the faceless shadow. With out thought he pulled out his 'gun' and pointed it
directly at La Sombra. Arnold watched as he could make out La Sombra's eyes widening
before the cigar dropped to the dirt floor.
" Let her go!"
Now the only thing visible of La Sombra was his hand holding the machete to Helga's throat.
But it soon slowly dropped to the ground. Helga pushed away picking up her lost machete
and then running to Arnold's side.
" Come on Arnold! Lets go!" she pleaded. But Arnold kept his eyes and his 'gun' locked on
the shadow that once held Helga with in an inch of her death.

" Arnold look!"

Arnold forced his gaze away to see his father and mother escape from a higher point,
landing in a near by tree. His father gave him a salute and with that Arnold grabbed Helga's
hand and the two began to run.
In the distance the two heard gunfire, they were being followed. And Arnold didn't have
time to check his map to see where they were going. The two ran as fast as there feet could
carry them, breaths heavy, near by leaves and twigs slicing into there skin. The two jumped
over a rock only to be met with a steep hill. They slid down it to the bottom meeting the
river. Arnold had hopped that they had gained some ground, but not long the two heard
more gunfire coming there way. Arnold turned to Helga, she looked back, and with a quick
squeeze of her hand the two jumped in to the river.
The current was faster then anticipated. Not as ruff to keep pushing them under, but too
hard to swim against, it seemed all right for a while, it seemed the two were effortlessly
gaining some distance between La Sombra and his men. That was until...
"Arnold!"
" Yeah!"
" That's a waterfall!"
Oh.. it was. Crap. Arnold hadn't thought of that, of course a current like this was going to
lead to a waterfall. Arnold managed to swim closer to Helga, and the two held on for dear
life. As the fell over the falls.
Almost in an instant as soon as they went over, they were met with a net. Arnold
composure. Of course! This was the same river from his dads journal which ment.
Arnold crawled through the water fall to the other side. He could hear Helga outside worried,
he quickly pulled her in. The two where met with a sight that was, at this moment, one of
the most relieving sights the two had seen yet.
"Arnold, I know I shouldn't look a gifted horse in the mouth, but why is this here? Where
are we?"
" This is, I think, One of the homes of the Green Eyes."
" You mean those people from your dads stories?"
" Yeah see." Arnold pointed to the symbol on the wall. He stroked the carved stone, feeling
oddly familiar with it. " This is there sort of symbol."
" Huh kinda looks like your head."

" What? No. Its an eye see?"

" I guess?" Helga had already moved on to examen the rest of the surroundings. On the
ground in the corner seemed to be some sort of bed, makeshift quilts piled up every where,
more like a nest. In the center of the room a fire sight with some wood, and on the walls
were some old bottles and herbs. And the latter by the wall leading up to the entrance from
above. It was probably abandoned years ago.
" Ok we need to dry off, We need a fire first." Helga started. " I'll go see if I can find some
spark rocks."
" No need." Arnold said. He picked up some loose straw and placed it by the wood. He then
pulled out his 'gun'."
" Uhh Arnold last time I checked you CAN'T SHOOT to start a fire. Where in the hell did you
get that thing anyway."
Arnold gave Helga a half lidded smirk, and pulled the trigger releasing the flame.
" A gift from Zack, he said it might fool La Sombra if I needed to. He was right."
Helga watched as Arnold lit the straw a flame and then placed it with the wood. soon a fire
had started.
" Some gift."
" No kidding."
" HELGA?"
Arnold had looked up from the flames to see Helga pealing off her damp t-shirt.
" Oh geese Arnold relax, Im just gonna dry them over here." Helga pulled out what actually
seemed to be a few sticks over in the corner for drying clothing. Arnold tried to calm
himself. There was way to much excitement today, he had had enough.
He had also spoken too soon, As Helga was hanging her clothing the two heard voices and
more gunfire in the distance. Arnold quickly put the fire back out. And grabbed Helga, her
cloths, and there bags and pulled them into the pile of blankets.
"ARNOLD?"
" Shhhhhh!"
Not long after the smoke cleared and they heard steps coming down the later from the
other entrance. Arnold's heart was pounding as he feverishly tried to count in his head how

many foot steps. How many men where here in the room? Would they be fooled? Two... he
only counted two. But still better safe then sorry, he tried to count again.
"Parece que se escapa sobre el agua cae." one said to the other. All Arnold understood was
'escape' and 'waterfall'. he held his breath, hearing the two ascend back up the latter. He let
out a breath, and took a peek the room was empty. But the men still hovered talking at the
entrance.
It was now that Arnold became extremely aware of Helga. Who was nearly naked and
pressed up against him. He could feel her breath on his neck, and it sent shivers down his
spine. He chanced a glance at Helga, her face was flushed, she seemed over whelmed. Her
hand placed on his chest, it.. was too much, he was just a kid after all. He felt something
rising. He watched as Helga's surprised grew on her face. He had prayed she wouldn't feel
it, but at such close contact how could she not? Arnold panicked!
" OH geese! Helga.. I.. I.. I'm Sorry its just."
" It's ok Arnold shhhhh!" Helga spoke fast, a blush still on her face. " they can still here us"
she whispered harshly.
" But.. b.. maybe if i shift..."
" its fine, shut up!"
" Uhh baseball! Grandma in a swim suit! Grandma in a swim suit! Grandma in a swi-"
Arnold at that moment found himself nearly with out thought. Everything was cleared from
his head, how to breath, how to think, the reason he was trying to picture his grandma in a
swim suit. All the thoughts that filled his head were pearly of the girl, and the sensation of
having her lips against his. She had done it to silence him, his embarrass apologetic chivalry
could have gotten them caught. Once again though, Arnold found himself in a situation
where he had forgotten the danger around him, and with out a thought he found himself
kissing back with a gentle return. Sending Helga into another shock. The two held there kiss
until the voices had completely faded. The two released, gasping for breath. Arnold checked
again, and ok'ed it for the two to sit up from the bed. Helga immediately jumped up, still
flustered. And it didn't get any less so when she happened to chance again look at his lap
and notice something was still standing full salute in that moment. Arnold quickly tried to
hid it but the damage was done. Helga wrapped her self in one of the blankets and scurried
over to hang her cloths and start the fire again. Arnold sat near in shock, besides from
being almost found by La Sombras men, he was found.. out... by Helga, and kissed by
Helga. At least last time it happened he could blame it on the morning, here he had no
excuse, other then the kiss? He felt so wrong, a gentleman should never subject a lady to
something like that, Arnold buried his face in the covers. Not to mention his mind wrapped
around the memory of there kiss. The kiss its self was rushed, and it seemed the two hardly
had time to enjoy it. Arnold knew it was just to shut him up, but still that spark was unreal.
He couldn't believe he was the only one that was really affected.

The two stayed quiet that night. Helga chanced at once point, to go up and look for food.
She managed to catch something, the two cooked and ate in silence. And when it came time
for bed, the two divvied the blankets, Arnold giving Helga more of course. Just as the two
lay down arnold heard Helga speak.
" Heat of the moment. right?"
" Uh- yeah..."
" ... g-good."
And with that the two remained silent till sleep took them.
Wow. That... That took way.. WAAY too long. I think about the guard scene with Helga I got
a huge writers block. I mean every thing was planed out i just couldn't write it. So sorry.
Hopefully the other chapters will go smoother. No promises. But I will finish this, I'm
determined. There may be some errors still on here, I kinda just want to get it up. And I'm
doing grammatical updates through all the chapters anyway. As well as more art!