All right, it's been about a year, so let's finish this baby up! The final chapter of this story! I know it's been a little longer than expected, but I think it was worth the wait! I'm glad I was able to do this, and I thank you all for being patient! Anyway, enjoy!

ON THE TWELFTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS, YOUR LOVED ONE GAVE TO YOU...

It was almost school break for everyone on PS 118 as Arnold was tapping his pencil on the paper. "Ugh... I can't seem to think up anything..."

"What's going on?" Gerald asked as he approached Arnold over at his desk.

"I'm trying to do the assignment about making up lyrics from a Christmas song, as long as I keep it to tradition. However, I seem to be having trouble coming up with the last lyric." Arnold said.

"Hmmm..." Gerald paused as he sat down. "Well... what did you come up with so far?"

"Well, I went around and looked over to see that a lot of people can find love on Christmas." Arnold said.

Gerald looked over as he laughed. "You, and love? What do you know about it?"

"I will admit, it's not much, but I do know plenty about that I've seen it around. I mean, the first of December, I got this letter that declared someone's love for me." Arnold explained as he pulled out the letter from a few days before. "And the next day, I saw Curly and Rhonda talking with each other and Curly gave Rhonda two chocolate milks... and didn't you say about a couple days later that you went with Phoebe on a homework date and did something with three chopsticks?"

"Well... maybe..." Gerald blushed. "But I don't see what that has to do with anything."

"Well, I've been going around the town, and... well, I noticed that a lot of people seemed to be sticking together, even the ones I'm surprised to see... I mean, did you know Tucker Wittenberg and Nadine are going out?"

"No! Really?" Gerald said in surprise as Helga peeked in and listened in.

"I know, I know. And I saw them trading baseball cards, about two each, I believe. I guess that's where I got the idea of 'four trading cards'."

"The 'five bananas' thing?" Gerald asked, pointing to one lyric.

"Er..." Arnold blushed. "Helga and I ran into each other... and we sort of saw Monkeyman and Olga talking to each other, as if they were longtime friends."

"W-what?" Gerald said in shock.

"I know, I was shocked as you are... but not as much as I saw Lorenzo and Lila speaking to each other near a graveyard." Arnold said as Helga raised an eyebrow upon hearing it.

"...wait, why were they near a graveyard?" Gerald asked.

"No idea, but something must have happened between the two, I mean, have you seen how well Lorenzo and Lila go together?" Arnold asked as he gave a smile. "In a weird way, I actually like where their relationship is going..."

"I'll give you that... but what about the other lyrics you wrote down?" Gerald asked, pointing over to the other four lines Arnold wrote down.

"Oh... well... the bandage applyings were referencing Eugene and Sheena. Maybe it's not much of a surprise, but those two are really good friends." Arnold said as Gerald chuckled.

"Yeah, man, I noticed." Gerald said.

"The eight exercises were when I peeked through the window and saw Big Patty and Harold teaching kids how to exercise. I don't know why I looked, but I did. I didn't stay around long though." Arnold said. "As for the crystals and photos... well, the latter I asked my grandpa about and the crystals were inspired a bit from one day when Mr. Potts was preparing for a special date with the model Lola."

"Oh yeah, I... heard about that, actually." Gerald nodded.

"I'm stuck on eleven and twelve, though." Arnold groaned as he looked down. "I just don't understand what I'm going to put in..."

Helga, listening in, looked down... then smiled as she got an idea, walking over to the two. "How about, 'eleven wine glasses'?"

Arnold's eyes brightened up as he looked over to Helga. "That sort of fits, doesn't it?"

"Where did you come from?" Gerald asked, turning in shock.

"Hello to you too, Gerald." Helga said dryly as Arnold wrote that lyric down.

"Where did you come up with that, Helga?" Arnold asked, turning to her.

"Well..." Helga asked. "You could say it's sort of a little inside reference to my parents... they have eleven wine glasses hanging in their home, believe it or not."

Arnold paused. "I'll take your word for it. Of course... I'm still stuck on what I want twelve to be..."

"Why would you need twelve?" Helga asked.

"Well... counting your parents, I only have eleven. I could count Mr. and Mrs. Kokoshka, but they're so..." Arnold frowned. "It's complicated. I can't find twelve couples to link something."

"Do you really need twelve couples? I mean, eleven is pretty good... I mean, you could always use the twelve to wrap it up... I mean, twelve moments of everyone's time, that's almost six minutes or so, right?" Helga said.

Gerald looked over at Helga strangely as he said, "Helga G. Pataki, are you suggesting half a minute means 'a moment'?"

"I'm not implying anything, but whatever the case, you've done well so far, Football Head." Helga said. "If you really want to do this, think about it. You'll find it worth your time."

As Helga went over to her seat, Arnold paused in thought... then smiled as he started writing the final lyric, getting his idea as Gerald raised an eyebrow.

"And on the twelfth day of Christmas, my loved one gave to me..." Arnold took a deep breath as everyone was watching and listening to his report. "Well, twelve moments of my time, along with... eleven wine glasses, ten photo memories, nine shiny crystals, eight exercises, seven bandage applyings, six flower tributes, five bananas, four trading cards, three chopsticks and two chocolate milks... along with one letter... that declared her love to me. In conclusion, even if people give you a lot of gifts, big or small, there is always a hint of love in there somewhere. So take your time to appreciate what you have, because as you grow older, you'll appreciate the small facts of life even more than before. Thank you for your time.."

Everyone applauded as Arnold gave a nod and took his seat, Mr. Simmons sniffed a bit as he said, "A beautiful report, Arnold. Thank you for your time. All right, who would like to go next?"

Arnold gave a nod as he started to sit down and get comfortable as he turned to Helga, who gave a thumbs up. Arnold smiled back at Helga as he looked up and smiled. Somehow, he felt that this Christmas was going to be a good one this year...

With Helga, she gave a bit of a happy sigh. She will admit, this month of December had been interesting in terms of the many couples that she or Arnold may have seen... but one thing was for sure... she knew she made the right decision when giving Arnold that poem declaring her love as she whispered to herself, "...and a letter declaring your love..."

Orange Ratchet Story

"That's All, Folks!"

An Orange-Ratchet Fanfiction

Finally, this story is done! It's gone, it's done, I can finally relax! How did you guys like this final chapter? Okay, final thoughts... this story started out last year as a little Christmas project, one that I've started on quite well, to experiment with couples that were canon, along with some of my own fanon couples, which is why you see Tucker and Nadine together and Lorenzo and Lila together. I hope you guys liked each couple that was worked on... because I know I've had a lot of fun with these, I even wrote for characters I haven't really written for before, like Patty and Harold and Lola and Ernie Potts... it was a good project to work on, and it was worthy of my time. Anyway, thank you all for reading, have a merry Christmas, and have a great day!