Never before had Arnold regretted a decision so much in his entire life. He would kick himself if his leg wasn't already bent so far backward that it was almost touching his shoulder blades.

"Helga," he barely managed to choke out, "stop it, you're going to break my spine."

"Hmm, that sounds close to begging, but not quite it," his fiancé adjusted her hold on him, but didn't exactly loosen it, "Don't forget, you're the one who challenged me to a wrestling match."

Arnold rolled his eyes and continued to struggle weakly. Sure he may have "challenged" Helga to a wrestling match but it was supposed to be much different than this. Arnold imagined pinning Helga down, playfully rolling around on the carpet, and then having it escalate into rough but passionate love-making. But Arnold had forgotten one important thing; Helga took wrestling seriously. Very seriously. Which is how he got into this painful mess.

"Okay, okay. I give! I give!" Arnold finally cried out, tapping the carpet.

Helga released her hold with a laugh and Arnold sucked in lungfuls of air. He shot her a baleful look which only made her laugh harder.

"That's what you get for trying to challenge me to a wrestling match." Helga gave him a triumphant smirk. "Maybe next time you'll brush up on your wrestling 101 before taking me on again."

A/N- And that's it for Shortaki Week 2016! This was a really fun week and even though I wish I could have drawn more, I'm pretty happy with what I did. I hope you guys enjoyed too and I hope you'll read Iced Coffee, Hot Tea my newest Hey Arnold fic. Thank you everyone for all the reviews, faves, and just good old fashioned reading