Titled: Hello, Handsome.
Author: drunk on moonshine
Genre: Romance, Humor
Rated: T for minor language
Characters: Günther, a (very likable) female OC, mentions of Tinka, Ty, a male OC, and glimpses of CeCe, and Rocky.
Two-Shot.

A note from the lovely author: Honestly, I despise this show, almost as much as I despise Miley Cyrus; but, the moment I saw Kenton Duty...I swooned. He's quite the hottie, if you ask me. (: Anyway, I think his little accent on the show is major cute, so I thought that I might as well write something about "Shake It Up!". However, it will be a Gunther/OC pairing. I honestly don't like CeCe, because, well...I just don't. So it wouldn't seem right to pair up devilishly handsome Kenton with someone I don't like, right? Right. You see my point. Btw, I look forward to your feedback, whether it be positive or negative. It's what an aspiring author needs.

Disclaimer: I don't own "Shake It Up!", but I do wish I owned Kenton Duty.

* Oh, and if you read his dialogue and see three r's in one of the words, that means he's rolling the r. The bold h's are the ones where they pronounce it with the throat. The same place where you pronounce k's.

THOUGHTS ARE IN ITALIC.

A whistled tune was all it took for Estelle to draw her attention to the glamorized boy. It had been one of the songs her mother would sing along to on the radio station that was constantly playing music from the 1980s.

I get this feeling
That time's just holding me down
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town
Tonight I gotta cut loose
Footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off of my knees

A smile crept its way on her face, as the song played in her head. It brought back memories, from before her mother left the country to fulfill her dream of being an author. "I want to write overseas," her mother would say, her wavy red hair sticking out from her head. Snapping out of her thoughts, she advanced towards the sequenced boy, stopping just a few feet away from him before making a very loud and obnoxious, "Pssssssssssssst!"

He turned around, looking for whoever made the noise. She swore her heart stopped when she saw the color of his eyes—a bright, and beautiful blue. The setting sun was glinting off the sequence on his shirt, giving a more alluring effect to the spark of his eyes. "So pretty," she thought, a goofy smile taking over her face. It didn't help that she found him extremely attractive. She then realized that he was giving her a strange look, "Oh, shit. Uh...better improvise!"

Waving him over, she transformed her smile from creepy to friendly. She grew excited, and watched as he cautiously inched his way over. Once he was in front of her, she giggled.

"Hello, Handsome. I'm Very-Into-You. Nice to meet you," she breathed, trying to sound seductive. She cocked an eyebrow to add to the effect. Her face reddened and her eyes shifted from side to side, as his face took on an expression of confusion.

"Ah, I am sorry. I tink you got da wrrrong person. I am Günther Hessenheffer, I am not knowing dis Handsome you arrre talking ahbowt."

"I normally wouldn't give a guy the time of day, if he didn't understand me. But, I'll make an exception, since his accent is so damn adorable."

She sighed, "Nevermind. Uh, I'm Estelle. Estelle Reuter...and don't you forget it," at that last bit, she smiled and winked, then continued on, "and, I find you extremely good-looking."

Her eyebrows raised in surprise at her own words; she couldn't believe that she was bold enough to tell him, though it was a simplified version of her own thoughts.

His face changed from shocked to extremely confidant. A blush rose up her neck as she realized how highly he thought of himself, now that she had given him a high ego-boosting compliment.

"Vhy, tank you ferrry mach!"

Estelle simply smiled, glad to have boosted his confidence in himself, "Sorry for distracting you there, but where were you off to, before I called you over?"

"Ach, ya. My seester Tinka vanted me to 'check owt,'" he began, using his fingers to create quotation marks, "da Navy Pier. You don't happen to know vhere et is, do you?"

With a grin, she nodded, taking his hand to pull him over in the right direction, "You were going in the opposite direction."

She found it strange that Günther hadn't found her behavior strange, at all. Here she was, a total stranger to him, holding his hand and calling him handsome. "But, it was fine. We could be strange together," she thought, her sense of giddiness overpowering her other emotions.

In a matter of minutes, still tugging at his arm, they arrived at the Navy Pier. It was packed with tourists from across the country, and some parts of the world.

"Here we are, Mr. Hessenheffer! Navy Pier," she announced, looking back at him to smile wide, "Now, where did your sister say she was going to be?"

As she said this, her eye caught to a couple of girls to her left. What made them turn her attention to them, was what they were doing. They were dancing quite well. One was a dark-olive skinned girl, her long, wavy hair catching in the breeze. It was apparent that she was happy to dance, since she sported a large grin on her face. The other was a light-skinned girl, with fiery red curls framing her face. She too was enjoying the moment, her happiness expressed through each move.

Her attention turned back to the blond boy behind her, waiting for an answer to her question. "Ah, I believe she said she vould be by da ferrris vheel. If not, den I shall call her."

A nod of her head, and she continued to tug him towards their destination, dodging through the busy crowd. She could see the bright lights of the ferris wheel from where they were, and it was contrasting quite nicely to the warm blues, oranges, and purples of the sky. As soon as they got there, she gave him a moment to scan the heads around him. She watched his blue eyes for any sort of recognition around them, but found nothing. With a sigh, his hand went to his pocket to retrieve his phone. His long fingers pushed the buttons with a bit more force than was necessary.

Estelle watched as he brought the device to his ear, then continued to search for his sister who had said would be there.

"Tinka, vhere the hell arrre you?" she heard him say quite angrily into the receiver.

He was quiet for a moment, then replied softer than before, "Ach, sorry. Alright, Tinka. See you later vhen ve arre home."

He removed the phone from the side of his head, and pushed the 'end call' button, "She had to leafe because Ty, a guy she vent on a date with last veek, asked her if she vanted to hang out again."

"Oh, well, that's good for her, right?" she asked.

He nodded, and then much to her disappointment, removed his hand from hers to stuff both hands into his jacket pockets. Her eyebrows furrowed in frustration, as she felt how cold it was now. She followed his example, and stuffed her hands into her own pockets.

"Well, I should be going. Not much use I am now to stay here, so…yeah."

What surprised her was his immediate rejection to the idea, "No!"

She smiled as his cheeks, neck, and ears turned a bright pink, before he said, "I-I mean, vhy don't ve hang out now? You vent through da trrrouble to take me here, so I might as vell tank you for yourrr help."

"Sure," she agreed, the smile still on her face.

"So," he began, "da ferrris vheel?"

A/N: Soooooo...what did you think? :D

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