Author's Note: With Arnold is a series of one-shots where Arnold will be paired with someone different in each chapter (31 in total). This was inspired by a conversion with KawaiiKilala77 over how the majority of the stories on here are Arnold x Helga.

As such this is being done to add more variety to the site and speaking of variety some of these stories will be AUs or even crossovers. For example Arnold and his family living in San Lorenzo and thus crossing paths with one of the other characters later on.

The pairing system will involve all of Arnold's classmates and a few extras within Arnold's age range. With that said let's get the show on the road by getting the most well known Hey Arnold pairing out of the way.

Summary: It's their morning routine.

His eyes snapped at the sound of her vomiting into the toilet. With a small smile, he got out of bed and couldn't help smirk at the glare she sent him. With a small chuckle he walked over and started rubbing her back as she was forced to return to the toilet.

"This is your entire fault." Helga couldn't help but comment even as she rubbed her pregnant stomach. "Yes," Arnold responded, "I woke up one day and decided to knock up my wife. You had no say in this at all, Mrs. I need you now." His voice was dry when he started but he couldn't help but mimic a breathless moan at the end, his eyes shining with laughter and mirth the entire time.

"And you were doing so well." Helga couldn't help but lament as she got her morning sickness under control. "Just think we're going to have a baby." Helga continued her eyes full of wonder and awe.

"Babies," Arnold absentmindedly replied. "Well I figured we have more than one." He replied in response to Helga's look. "How many, were you thinking?" Helga questioned.

"Five." Arnold said in response, "I disliked being an only child and five feels like a good number of kids since it's not too small or too many." There was a brief of moment of silence before Helga replied, "We'll discuss it after we have this one, Football head."

As Helga made to leave the bathroom she suddenly froze as a thought occurred to her. "If we have five kids, and I have to force five football heads out of me…. I'm killing you."

"Fair enough," Arnold replied. "Though that would leave you to raise five kids by yourself, now I'm going to make breakfast." With a fast peck to her lips he departed to the kitchen and Helga could only sigh, a mix of appreciation at the sight of Arnold and resignation over the odds of their kid(s) having his football head.