Hey Arnold: The Switch

HI! I do not own Hey Arnold! That honor is given to Craig Bartlett and Nickelodeon. Craig created it and for that… he is a genius. Anyway I hope you like this story that my crazy mind came up with one day. ENJOY MY WILD THOUGHTS!

Chapter 1:

It was a normal Monday. Arnold, Gerald, Stinky, Sid, and Harold were all walking to school. They were all talking about a carnival coming to town.

"I heard they have the best cotton candy," Harold said.

"I heard they have awesome rides," Gerald told them all.

"I heard they have great magic shows," Arnold said. They all looked at him. Gerald rolled his eyes.

"Arnold, I hope you're not going through that "magician" faze again," Gerald complained. Now it was Arnold's turn to roll his eyes.

"I am not going through it again, Gerald. It's just, I like seeing their shows. They are normally really cool. Besides, didn't you say you liked them too?" Arnold asked Gerald. Gerald shrugged.

"I guess they are ok. If you want we can all see the show together? It will be fun I guess," Gerald suggested. All the boys nodded in agreement. Then Arnold noticed a flash of pink brush past him. He sighed because he knew exactly who that was and what was going to happen next.

"What'll be fun tall hair boy?" Helga asked Gerald who looked up at his unusually tall stack of hair. He then frowned at Helga who was scowling at him waiting for an answer.

"Oh, it's nothing Helga. We were just thinking about going to the magic show at the carnival next weekend," Gerald offered his answer. She rolled her eyes and huffed at the answer.

"Criminy, I wonder who came up with that stupid idea. Could it be the football head?" Helga asked sarcastically to more of Arnold than anyone else. Arnold frowned at her.

"Helga, for once could you not call me football head?" Arnold asked her very annoyed. Helga smirked at him.

"I could but what fun would that be? Anyway, I'll be there. What time you guys going?" Helga asked them.

"Why do you want to go if you don't like the show or any of us?" Gerald asked. Helga glanced at Arnold and then looked back at Gerald.

'Oh my gosh! How am I going to explain this one? I mean my only reason for going is because my love, Arnold, will be there. His presence just makes me so happy. I don't know why I can't just tell him how I feel or at least be kind to him instead of abuse him with my unkind words. Hmm… I just thought of something good to say!' Helga thought to herself.

"Well duh… I have nothing better to do next weekend. It's not like I have any girlfriends to hang out with. I would of course just die to read fashion magazines and do facials. Of course if I did that I might just die… from boredom. Anyway answer the question, what time should we meet?" Helga asked them again. She was mentally high fiving herself for giving a great excuse.

"We haven't decided yet. How about right after school on Friday? We can meet outside the school and go from here. Is that ok with everyone?" Arnold answered for Gerald. Helga turned around to look at Arnold. She scowled and sighed.

"Sure, that's fine but if anyone is late I will make them have a date with o'l Betsey and The Five Avengers," Helga threatened and put a fist in Arnold's face. She then trudged up the stairs of PS.118. Arnold looked at her pink dress and pink bow. He couldn't help be amused at her girly outfit when she was the opposite of "feminine."

"Boy howdy, now Helga is coming. I thought we were going to have a great time but now we will have to listen to Helga complain the whole time," Sid said as he frowned. All the boys nodded in agreement. Arnold didn't say anything.

"I bet she'll even make fun of my love of lemon puddin' because she is a mean bully," Stinky said in his country accent. Arnold started to say something but Gerald interrupted him.

"Mmmmm, mmmm, mmmmmm, Helga G. Pataki is crazy," Gerald said being his always cool self. Arnold sighed and started up the stairs. Gerald grabbed his sleeve and looked at him. "Where you going, my man?" Gerald asked. Arnold looked at him.

"I am going where I can get a word in edge wise. Also I'm leaving because I don't think saying mean things about Helga is the nicest thing to do. We are just stooping to her level and saying these things does not fix the problem," Arnold said.

"What do you suppose would fix the problem, Arnold?" Stinky asked Arnold. Arnold smiled.

"I thought you guys would never ask. The solution to this problem is just to be nice," Arnold advised. They all looked at him with blank expressions. Gerald spoke up.

"Arnold, you know we're talking about Helga right, Helga G. Pataki? I don't think "being nice" is going to cut it with her," Gerald said as he put air quotes around being nice. Arnold frowned.

"Look, if we are nice then she will have no reason to be mean to us. It is called killing with kindness. I think it might work." Arnold suggested to his fellow classmates. The boys looked confused. Gerald shook his head.

"Arnold, you're a bold kid, you know? I hope you know that, normally Helga never has a reason to be mean to us and yet, she still is. I still don't think that will work," Gerald told Arnold. Arnold saw that Gerald did not fully understand his piece of advice so he decided to explain things further.

"I don't mean just nice I mean extra nice. I'm talking so nice she won't know what hit her. I think if we are that nice, she will just not get it and maybe it will confuse her so maybe she'll even leave. She might even be nice back. It's better than being mean or making her feel bad. Who's in?" Arnold asked, hoping the guys would agree with his logic suggestion.

"I am not being nice to Helga." Harold complained. "I think I just won't go…yeah I am not going, so see you guys later." Harold said as he left and went into the school building. Arnold shook his head in disappointment.

"So what about you two, will you come?" Arnold asked trying to be hopeful. Sid and Stinky looked at each other and Stinky spoke up for them both.

"We're sorry Arnold but we can't do that." Stinky said. Sid nodded. Then they smiled big and started up the stairs of P.S. 118 and went inside. Arnold looked down with disappointment. Gerald sighed.

"I don't want you to be all by yourself with Helga Pataki, so I guess I'll come. I know you don't want to hurt her feelings and all, because of that crazy moral conscience you have, so I will try your crazy plan, if she hits us though, I'm blaming you," Gerald said. Arnold smiled.

"I knew I could count on you Gerald. Don't feel so bad though, because who knows…maybe she'll bring Phoebe," Arnold stressed the last name, knowing Gerald would perk up considering his huge crush on Phoebe Heyerdahl, Helga's best friend.

"Do you think she will… not that I care or anything," Gerald said trying to stay cool. Arnold looked at his friend and smirked.

"I don't know if you don't care, I think you really care… a lot," Arnold said trying to contain his amusement. Gerald frowned at his football headed friend.

"Bro, you are not being very cool right now… actually, you are being down right annoying. I would bite my tongue because I could just not come with you," Gerald said smirking. Arnold crossed his arms.

"I know you wouldn't do that to me Gerald. Now we should head to class before we're late," Arnold suggested. Gerald nodded with a frown planted on his face and then they started to head to into P.S. 118. Once they were in the building, they headed to their classroom.

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Hope you've enjoyed this so far because there is more to come…much much…MUCH more! Stay tuned. (: (: