Helga had two weeks, and she was out for blood. Shortaki week fanfic challenge: incorporate ALL the prompts, one way or another. Canon-divergent from the beginning of "The Journal"

The assigned sentence came easily, once again with a barely concealed pseudonym: "Hilda often showed a blithe disregard for public safety whenever she took the wheel." Arnold marked the word on his hidden Hell Girl vocab list, thankful they were still too young to drive. A blessing for sure, when he was dating a girl who was already trouble enough.

He hadn't meant to see. Or hear. But his legs rooted to the floorboards backstage, his gaze following no allegiance to his better judgment.