The Alphabet is for Drabbles (A Hey Arnold! Fanfic)

Best Man

"Gerald, I have something to ask of you."

"Go ahead, brother, ask away."

Rushed words fell from the other's mouth. But he still understood them, which was probably a not so good idea. He was silenced into shock, one so strong that Arnold had to physically push him in order to get a reaction other than gaping at him.

"So? What do you say?"

"I…"

"You what? Gerald, come on! You're my best friend and I want you to do this. Unless you want me to go and ask Stinky?"

"Oh hell no! I'll go through with it, but I just never thought I'd see the day."

"So is that a yes?"

"Sounds like I'm the one you're proposing to, but yes, it is."

Sighing with relief, he thanked him and sealed the deal with their "handshake" and kept on talking about everything they had been doing, and of things to come. He still couldn't believe he was going to be a best man, but what could you do? When love dictated it was time to settle down, it was damn time to do so.

"Who would've thought? You, marrying Helga G. Pataki. You're a bold man, Arnold, a bold man."