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Arnold POV “I’m tired of always being the one to do dishes, Helga!” I snapped. “I’ve done it four times this week already. Why can’t you take a turn for once?” “Because I’m too busy working to make rent, hair boy. And since when did I become your maid anyway?” Helga snarled. She didn’t even bother looking at me as she rustled in the fridge for her breakfast. “Now are you done because I’m running late for work.” I narrowed my eyes and stood my ground even though I only had twenty minutes before my own class started. But ever since Helga accepted the manageme

"Man I bet all the trees down in the jungle back there are all red and orange and yellow!" Harold exclaimed, pointing to a couple of trees around the park. "The leaves don't really change in San Lorenzo, Harold." Arnold told him. "It's a hotter climate down in Central America, so they don't have winter, fall and spring like we do up here." "Boy howdy, it's sure good to be back here after all that!" Sid said, fixing his hat on his head. "I'm glad we were back in time for Halloween!" "Y'all can say that again." Stinky agreed, tossing a baseball between his hands. "Halloween makes pumpkin pie taste better!" "Everything tastes better on Hallo