(A/N) Hello, everyone! This is my first Hey Arnold fanfic and I love the Arnold and Helga ship and this fanfic is based off of the season 5 episode, Beaned where Helga loses her memory. It's one of my favourite episodes and I always wondered what could happen if Helga actually did lose her memory for more than half a day. So I decided I'd try to write about it. Enjoy!

It was Recess at P.S. 118. Helga G. Pataki was getting more and more agitated as the day went on. The whole day had been the worst so far.

Helga's P.O.V.

Could this day get any worse? First, I had to make my own lunch, AGAIN! But then again that was every day. Second, when the bus arrived at school it started to rain and as everyone was getting off, Rhonda, yet again, had to find something to complain about. Something about not wanting to get her stupid outfit wet and Arnold being the little perfect angel he was had offered to share his umbrella with her when I so desperately wanted the offer like he did all those years ago in preschool. But no! I was left with my freakin' books as my cover from the pouring rain but I guess I can't even have that. Nope! As soon as I got off the bus it sped away over a puddle making it splash all over me getting me soaked! Third, at lunch as everyone was entering the cafeteria, Arnold was holding the door for Sid and Stinky. I was clearly up next for the door but Arnold couldn't possibly wait for me or I guess, giving him the benefit of the doubt I suppose, he didn't see me. So I ended up ramming into the cafeteria door temporarily hurting my nose.

Now I'm dragging a bag full of basketballs, baseballs and baseball bats! I mean it is my duty today and Harold is doing it too but it's exhausting! Harold is a bit ahead of me. But only because he grabbed one first! These bags are murder to carry so it's not like I'm a weakling!

Once Harold made it to the open door (thank god) to the playground. I see Arnold walk up to him and offer to help him carry his bag. Wow, what a saint. Harold would have to have been more of a moron than he already was if he declined so he accepts the help.

I on the other hand have no such luck, as usual, so my arms give in and I let the stupid bag fall to the ground and of course it lands on my foot! I mean criminy! Can't I catch a break for once in my life!?

I try to keep my balance bouncing up and down as I hold my oozing foot with both my hands in pain. I look over at Arnold and to no surprise I find myself start to talk to myself. Ranting about Arnold like I always do. I went on and on, being at war with myself about how I hate him but also adore him!

I pick up a flower and start plucking the petals one by one, playing 'He Loves Me. He Loves Me Not' in my mind. I don't pluck the last petal because it was a 'he loves me not petal' Why doesn't that surprise me?

"If only he would throw a little charity my way for a change. If only he paid a little attention to me for once in his ultra truistic life. If only-" 'BANG!' I felt something hard bounce off my skull. My world went dark and I was gone.

Normal P.O.V.

All the near by kids in the playground circled around Helga's knocked out body on the ground. Arnold ran to Helga's side. His eyes filled with concern.

Arnold face palmed 'And just when I thought my dangerous baseball antics where finally gone!' he said in his mind when he thought back to the time he was a danger to his teammates in baseball.

Suddenly he saw Helga's eyes slowly start to open and Arnold's worry-meter in his mind start to simmer down a bit. "Helga! Helga, can you hear me?" he yelled to get her attention. Then Helga finally spoke.

"Who's Helga?" she asked while still laying down still in a daze. All the kids around gasped at her question.

Arnold went wide eyed. 'Oh no' He really hoped what was happening to Helga wasn't what he was speculating did in his intuition so he played along and answered her question. "You're Helga."

Helga started to rise. "Helga? That's such a nice name. I wish it was mine." she said clasping her hands together dreamily.

"It's like Helga turned into some kinda simpleton or somethin'" Stinky said.

"It's like she got dumber too!" Harold chimed in.

Arnold put his hand on Helga's shoulder. "I think she might have amnesia." he told them all.

"Amnesia!? That's horrible! ... What's amnesia?" Sid asked.

"It's when you lose your memory. You know, temporally."

"Or for the rest of your life" Gerald added. Arnold shivered at that thought. He couldn't have that on his conscience otherwise it would probably haunt him for life. This whole thing made him feel terrible. Sure, Helga was a bully to him most of the time but nobody deserved this.

"Anyway, I better take her home." He told everyone. He helped the confused girl up and they went to the principal's office to let him know what happened and to let them go home early.

As they walked down the street towards Helga's house Arnold stayed close beside her as to keep her out of trouble. He looked up at her and she was looking around aimlessly.

"Look, Helga. I know this whole thing must be scary for you, but I don't want you to worry cause' I'm gonna take care of you until you feel better." It was the least he could do. Of course he didn't mean for this to happen but it was his fault and he felt that he owed it to her. She was his... kinda friend after all. "Though I'm sure you'd feel better once you get home." he finished.

Helga looked at him in confusion. "Home? What is home?"

Arnold stared at her for a split second. Wow, he really did a number on her. At this point Arnold was just glad she could still remember how to talk at least. If that weren't the case he'd feel even worse. "...Home is... where you live." He looked away from her. "You know... your house." as soon as he looked back to her he saw her in the middle of the street! He shouldn't have looked away. "Helga!" he went after her, grabbed her hand and pulled her with him towards the sidewalk to safety. "Helga, you can't walk in the street. You have to stay on the sidewalk." He let go of her hand.

Then Helga, gently with both her arms wrapped them around Arnold arm. What surprised Arnold was the "gentle" part. He was so used to Helga being aggressive towards him.

"It's just so nice of you to walk me home, little boy. What is home?" she asked again.

'Ugh... this is gonna be a long night' Arnold thought to himself.

Soon they arrived inside Helga's house. Her hand in his so that she couldn't get into anymore trouble.

"Hello?! is anybody here?!" He yelled in the house. No one seemed to be around. He sat her down at the table. "Why don't I make you some hot soup. I think it might help." he offered. Helga just smiled at him. He rarely saw smiles from her which made him smile back. He took her smile as a 'yes' to the soup.

When the soup was done he put it on front of her and handed her a spoon.

"Spoon!" Helga said when it was handed to her.

Arnold brightened up at that. "That's right! It is a spoon!" he was relived she was remembering something. 'Maybe the process won't take so long after all.' He thought. Then Helga stuck it in her ear. 'Spoke too soon'. he sighed as he took the spoon from her. He guessed he was gonna have to feed her as well.

After she ate it started to get dark out. He wondered why Helga's mom wasn't home. He decided to take her to bed. Maybe it would help her remember some things if she went to bed early and cleared her mind. He took her hand and guided her to her room. Once they where there he helped her into her bed and he grabbed Helga's geography text book. He fluffed her pillow.

"You just sit there and relax." Arnold told her. He sat across from her on the bed and opened the text book. "I'll read you your geography chapter."

"I think I'd like to read." Helga said as she reached for the book.

Arnold knew that was probably a pointless idea but he wanted to be nice. "Okay... It's chapter 4." he handed her the book hesitantly. She took it and held it upside down. She pointed at something and laughed. Arnold took back the book not wanting to waste time. "How about I read it to you, okay?" He didn't wait for an answer. She didn't look like she cared that much about not being able to read it anyway. Arnold started reading. "Chapter 4. The new England states. The 6 states which make up New England are: Connecticut, Maine, Massachusetts -" Arnold was interrupted by Helga's snoring. Arnold closed the book, tucked her in and turned off the light. He looked at Helga's sleeping form for a second and thought she looked lonely so he slipped a doll that was on Helga's windowsill beside her in bed and left the room.

He slowly and silently closed her door and headed downstairs. He looked up at the clock on the wall. It read 8:00. 'I've been here that long?' he asked himself. He looked around the house to see if one of her parents were home yet. It didn't seem like it. Where could they be? He crossed his arms and sighed. He decided to wait up for one of them to come home. It was gonna go past his curfew but he couldn't leave Helga alone so, so be it. He felt so bad. He hoped that she'd be back to normal by the next day so that he wouldn't have to worry about her anymore.

An hour later Helga's mom finally came home.

She was of course surprised to see him there. He told her what happened though as he was telling her the story there were times when he was telling it that she looked like she wasn't fully listening at times. She seemed a bit off but then again he seemed to remember that she was always like that but she seemed to get the gist of it he believed.

After he told her everything he went home. He hoped he wouldn't get into too much trouble with his grandparents for being late.

(A/N) Alright, so as you can see the first chapter is really just the beginning of the episode but I promise that next chapter will have originality to it. I'll try my best to make it interesting so I would love it if you stuck around.

Love you all!