HA: Without You 15

Chapter Fifteen

"Little sister! Baby sister!"

"Aunty Lila, Night Troll!" Patricia yelled. Helga twitched a bit, she didn't know which nick name she hated more.

"Ohh Baby sister you look so adorable today…" Olga cooed.

That one Helga decided.

Helga flinched as Lila ran into Olga's arms, Helga mumbled a hello before walking into the pastel green house. They had been visiting Olga every day after school since their first meeting, much to her dismay Helga had never come during a point where Doug was home.

She had some choice words to say to him.

However today's visit was one of a fairly…different nature.

"You know it's not gonna matter how much you doll her up she's still gonna look like a gnome." Patricia commented.

Helga shot her a glare before following Olga's lead.

"I looked through all of my old clothes and I think that I might have found something that'll fit you Helga." Olga yipped out happily as she grabbed Helga's hand, dragging her up the stairs. Lila and Patricia followed quickly as the giggling woman threw open the door to her closet. Helga flinched as she started to throw item after item into her arms.

"Crimeney I don't need this much stuff Olga!" Helga yelled from under the mass of clothing.

"Yes you do." Patricia called out. Helga mumbled under her breath before fake laughing.

"Aha, you're insinuating I need to hide myself under bags of clothing, that's hilarious!" Helga sarcastically yelled. Patricia moved her book back up grumbling about ugly witched under her breath.

Olga laughed softly before blushing, tilting her head into her cheek as she smiled.

"I'm sorry, I guess I just got a little over excited…I've never had anyone ask me to help them get ready for a date before!" Olga giggled. Helga rolled her eyes a bit before dumping the clothes on the floor.

"Well I didn't exactly ask you." Helga muttered recalling the stars Olga got in her eyes when she mentioned she'd have to borrow something from her. Lila was two sizes too small for without alterations and she'd already felt bad enough ruining her clothes, she didn't want to alter one of the few fancy items Lila had.

"I didn't know how formal your date was going to be so I picked out an array of clothing for you." Olga said in an excited voice as she picked the clothes up, sorting them out quickly on her bed. Helga walked over, her hands on her hips as she pointed to a bland undershirt and a pair of ripped jeans.

"Those, ok we're done." Helga said walking over to get them. Olga grabbed Helga holding her back as she whined shaking her head quickly.

"But HELGA!" She cooed "I thought that you wanted my help! " Helga groaned as she felt Lila giving her the 'Don't ruin this by being rude' stare.

"Mom what are you doing? Just let her go, if she wants to look more trashy than usual on her first and probably last date with a boy than you need to let her." Patricia whispered. She smirked as Helga glared over at the small girl angrily. Patricia sat down next to Helga and stuck out her tongue as Helga rubbed her hair, pulling at the strands some.

"…Fine." Helga mumbled sitting down quickly.

"But if this starts to turn into a fashion montage I swear to God I'll kill you all with that pink polka dot tie." Helga muttered.

"It's a deal then. So when were you two planning on leaving?" Olga asked softly. Helga shrugged some, picking and sorting through some of Olga's clothing.

"I don't know, seven or so." She whispered. Olga's eyes widened in horror as she glanced at the clock, her hands thrown into the air in a frenzy.

"That doesn't give us any time at all!" Olga yelled out. Helga squinted her eyes as she looked over at the clock while Olga pulled her into the bathroom quickly.

"BUT IT'S ONLY TWO!"

Helga sighed as she found herself held down in a chair while two giggling girls worked around her.

"Why are we doing this again?"

Lila puffed out a disgruntled groan as she turned Helga around in the chair quickly. Helga looked rather bored as the young girl shook her head, flinging Helga back towards the mirror once more. Olga sighed and pushed Helga's bangs up before clipping them gently.

"You want to look your best for your date right?" Lila asked teasingly. Helga crossed her arms quickly before mumbling yes under her breath. Olga laughed softly before nodding as well, her hands going rather fast at work on the girls tangled mess.

"I just hate that I'm being all cutesy and dressed up. It's so…girly." Helga mumbled sticking out her tongue. Lila laughed and peered over Helga's shoulder.

"This coming from the girl who wears a pink dress and ribbon to school every day, knows all the words to the backstreet boys and cry's every time she watches the Notebook." Lila teased. Helga blushed and brought her knees up to her chest.

"Yea and I can still kick your ass." Helga stumbled out. Lila laughed out some as she smoothly painted over Helga's nails with a soft coloured nail polish.

"It's not wrong to want to be pretty you know." Lila said with a smile. Helga twisted her lips a bit before sighing, leaning her head back into Lila's hands as they massaged some product into her scalp.

"You should take your own advise…" Helga mumbled. Lila blinked for a moment as she tilted her head.

"…what do you mean?"

"So tell me, where are you two kids off to this evening?" Olga asked with a giggle as she walked to face Helga. She sat down on top of her desk before grabbing some of the makeup supplies off of the table. She opened up the foundation first, placing it on Helga's skin.

"Some party. We're all heading downtown to some nearby hot spot, I don't know." Helga muttered.

"It's the Hillwood Bash. Everyone's going to be there, it's a once a year festival that the Lloyds throw." Lila whispered. Olga gasped in excitement before giggling.

"Wow that sounds exciting."

Patricia watched the two in interest as Helga closed her eyes, her voice humming gently as she created a poem in her mind. She opened her eyes into slits however as she felt two little eyes staring down at her.

"…yes?" Helga asked. "Care to comment on my singing Patricia?" Helga mumbled angrily. Patricia laughed a bit nervously and waved her hand.

"You call that singing? I was actually rather impressed, I thought you were imitating wild boars." Patricia laughed out. Helga scrunched up her face before waving her finger at Patricia, scolding the young child.

"Child child standing there

With such pretty long blonde hair

If you do not watch your tongue

You shall be flat dead, your death shall come

Ravens will come eat your eyes

So pretty and blue and full of surprise

And Helga she will laugh and grin

Looks like she has won again."

For once in her life Patricia was at a loss for words, Helga blinked a bit, surprised her poem had actually frightened her before realizing that it wasn't the meaning that had quieted the girl, but the words themselves.

"…you write poetry?" Patricia whispered. She scoffed and pretended to not have been as impressed as she was. "…not that..that that's poetry, I just mean, do you…you know…write…?"

Helga nodded gently.

"I don't write a lot as of late but…yea, I write."

Patricia seemed to get six levels of energy raised inside of her as she quickly stood, standing beside Helga earnestly as she fired off questions at a rapid speed.

"Whose your favorite writer? Wait wait, no, what's your favorite story, what do you like to write about, do you like fantasy or non-fiction?"

Lila looked down at the makeup before tenderly picking up the mascara. As Patricia and Helga communicated with one another she started to apply it on cautiously. Helga caught this motion out of the corner of her eye.

"You know, I'm almost done with my makeup Olga, but Lila's nowhere near primped up enough." Helga said nodding her head towards the startled Lila. Lila laughed before shaking her head, placing the mascara down quickly.

"I'm just going to be with you Helga, I'm fine how I am, I don't want to impress anyone." Lila laughed out nervously. Olga seemed to blow a circuit as she walked over to Lila quickly, forcing her down in a seat next to Helga.

"Poppywash Little Sister! You're beautiful and when I'm done with you, both of you are going to shine like the fourth of July!"

Lila squirmed, rather uncomfortable in the situation she now found herself in. Helga laughed a bit evilly and placed her feet up on the counter.

"Ahh…revenge is sweet."