Writer's Note: The following one shot fanfic is the story of what was written on the pages of Arnold's Dad's journal that his Grandpa Phil tore out and hid under the chair after reading part of the first paragraph in the Hey Arnold! Episode "The Journal". Some of what is written (page 67 in the story to be exact) is actually from the page shown on the episode as written my Master Craig Bartlett. As for the rest, well, I picked up on it and let my imagination take over. To see where Craig's words (as told my Miles, Arnold's Dad) end and mine begin, tape the episode and hit the pause button at the journal page to find out...LOL! Rated PG-13 for sexual situations, but nothing graphic, I promise! -D.R.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold! (Sniff) Arnold, Helga, Gerald, Phoebe, and all of the others are the creations and genius of Master Craig Bartlett.

Dedicated To Allison

The Missing Journal Pages

By DarthRoden

(Page 67)

Later that night, after all the guests had gone, we went back to our hut.

It was the hottest night the jungle had ever known, and I'm not talking centigrade...

Stella was unbelievably beautiful, wearing nothing but a smile.

Trembling, I took a step towards...

(Page 68)

...her, and I could see that despite her usual smile and the warm heat from the climate, she too was trembling slightly.

"Nervous?" I asked her.

She nodded, looking at the floor, "Yeah, a little."

I walked over to her slowly and put my arms around my bride. She felt very warm against me.

She put her arm around me, bringing her soft hands up to my shoulders and leaned her head against my chest, the sweet sent of her hair making filling my nostrils.

Stella smiled and looked up at me, with such love in her deep blue eyes. Leaning toward, she...
(Page 69)

...put her lips close to my ear, her warm breath tickling slightly, sending a good shiver up my spine.

She whispered, "I always feel so safe in your arms, my love."

Then I put a hand under her chin and kissed her with gently passion.

She took my hand into her own dainty one and we walked over to the bed together, no longer as nervous as before.

(Page 70)

We laid there for a moment, nude in each other's arms and kissed softly.

I gently caressed Stella's soft skin from her thin shoulders to her long, slender legs.

I tickled her with kisses to those same shoulders and her tasty neck, making her smile.

Stella, in return, rolled over on top of me and gave me several aggressive kisses.

Things between us began to heat up gradually as we made love for the first time that very night.

(Page 71)

About an hour later, I laid on my back, very tired, but very happy.

Stella rested next to me, her entire body stretched out against mine, her arm across my chest with her hand on my shoulder.

I could feel her breath as her head lay against my shoulder.

Could feel the musky smell of our bodies, now sweaty from the heat, both outside and inside the hut.

My new bride smiled up at me and kissed me softly, before we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Neither of us needed words to express the deep love we shared together that evening.

(Page 72)

Before I fell asleep, I could hear the sound of our new piglet Abner grunting.

I smiled, wondering if he'd heard some grunting of his own earlier.

Miles (last name smudged from sweat drops)

The End

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