Finally, after 6 years staying on the hot lands of San Lorenzo, he was coming back. His parents had agreed that if he wanted to enroll in a good college, his chances greatly improved if he moved back to his hometown and finish High school over there. However Miles and Stella told his son that they needed to stay a little longer, to keep helping the people they grew to care and love. His son felt slightly disappointed that they couldn't come along with him, he was eager to introduce them to the boarders and his friends. But he understood, the villagers still needed them so he accepted in the end.

He hugged tightly both of his parents and promised he would call them once he landed on Hillwood. He waved as he walked to the front desk, giving his papers to the lady behind the counter. She smiled and after checking his paperwork, she handed back his flight ticket. The teenager returned one last time to his parents and hugged them tightly before walking to the gates and bidding his farewell.

He was nervous, he had never traveled alone before. But just like anything in the world, there's always a first time for everything right? As he fidgeted and tapped his right foot on the floor, he pulled his backpack to his lap and started to look for something. He smirked once he found it and pulled out carefully. There was a picture of four kids, two girls, a boy and himself. They were inside an ice cream parlor, sitting on the strolls near the counter with ice cream all on their faces with confetti on their hairs. It had been the last day he had saw them before departing to San Lorenzo.

His best friend, Gerald, had decided to trick him into a surprise party on Slausen's. He seriously had no clue what was going on, he only had agreed to go there with the promise of his friend buying him ice cream. To his surprise once he entered the place, he was bombarded with many sorts of colorful streamers and confetti. Most of his class was in the place, greeting him and hugging him tightly. Once the racket had settled down a little he went straight to Gerald to thank him for the gesture. To his surprise his friend shook his head.

"Mhm mhm… the idea wasn't mine"

Arnold frowned and raised his right brow, Gerald only smirked and motioned with his eyes to the corner. There it stood Helga, chatting cheerfully with Phoebe as she ate a huge spoonful of chocolate ice cream. He smirked and both walked straight to them, as he approached he heard them snickering. Helga was the first to notice their arrival and stopped chatting all together with the small girl next to her. She crossed her arms over her chest and raised the left part of her unibrow questioningly.

"What do you want, football head?"

He only smirked, he was going to miss her taunts. She frowned, apparently finding displeasing his grin. Placing her hands over her hips she bend over a little to match the height of her face to his.

"What's so funny, hair boy?"

Yeap… definitely he was going to miss her nicknames. Before she could snap and say something else, he pulled her to him in a tight embrace. He felt her stiffen for a second, then melt in his arms and sighed. And just like all the occasions, he waited for the classical push she always gave him whenever he had hugged her in the past. As expected Helga shoved him off her, like he was carrying the plague. But this time he didn't feel offended, he only smirked as she started to rub off the 'dust' he had imprinted on her.

"Yo watch it football head! This dress is new! Criminy" she retorted as she kept on brushing off the feeling of him embracing her.

Arnold just shook his head and kept on smirking, half closing his eyes. Helga glared him before looking away with her arms crossed over her chest. Arnold smiled, there she goes again, pretending that she didn't care. Sighing he smirked.

"Thanks" he said in a soft tone.

Her arms immediately went limp, he could almost bet that her eyes were wide open. Expecting her to turn and poke him on the chest and go into another rampant verbal abuse, he was surprised to see her turn with a small smile on the corner of her lips.

"Don't mention it" she said almost in a whisper.

They stood like that, staring at each other before out of the sudden Arnold felt something hit on the back of his neck. He groaned and started to rub the inflicted part, to his surprise his neck and hand started to burn. Blinking in surprise he looked at his hand and saw the traces of something liquid and pink. Before he could speak his thoughts there was laugher coming from behind. Turning over his heels, he saw Harold laughing loudly and pointing at him.

Arnold narrowed his eyes, he noticed something on the corner of his eye. There was Helga's hand, offering him her chocolate ice cream. He gave her a confused look.

"Get the pink boy, football head" she said placing her left hand over his shoulder.

He gave her an accomplice grin before taking the cup filled with the melting treat, taking a huge amount with the spoon and throwing it straight to Harold's face. There was a splat and then silence. Harold blinked a couple of times before licking the corners of his lips and smiling. Harold took another spoonful of his strawberry ice cream and tossed it to Arnold, this time however he was prepared and ducked in time. However the missed shot went straight to Phoebe's back. Before anyone could figurate out what was happening Sid screamed on the top of his lungs.

"Food fight!"

Back to the airport, Arnold smiled at the cherished memory in his hands. He hadn't told them he was coming back, he wanted to surprise and be surprised by them. How much had they changed? Did they still hang around together? Did they go to the same High School? All this questions popped inside his head as he kept on tracing with his index the faces of the photo. Even if he kept on e-mailing Gerald and occasionally the rest of his class, he still didn't have a clue what exactly went through his childhood friends.

The speakers interrupted his thoughts as it announced that his flight was already boarding. Placing the photo back inside his backpack, he stood up and headed to the gates, still nervous about the flight but eager to be back. Finally… he was going to see them for the first time in six years. And as he walked to the gate he started to wonder just how much they had changed.

A/N: I recently watched the whole series and I remembered how in love I was with this show. However it was a pity that they didn't do The Jungle Movie. So here I am, fulfilling my childhood dreams of having Arnold and Helga together at last! Hehehe anyhow thanks for reading and if you have any comments, suggestions feel free to review. Or if you just plainly liked it, review :D