A/N: Wheeeeeeee!!

Okay, from now on, I will be responding to my precious reviews here. I've seen other people do it, so I'm gonna give it a try. Lord knows how long I'll be able to keep it up, but I'll try. :D Okay, here goes...

Thundercatroar - A SPORK?!?! *Runs around in panic* XD Thank you so much! :D I'm so glad that you've been enjoying! I love your stories, so hearing that from you really means a lot to me. :D Thank you so much (Again)! And yeah, Nintendo Rocks. XD

Flintphone - Aw, don't feel bad. In all honesty, I don't know too much about flirting either. *Blushes* Never really tried it. But I experimented with Arnold and Helga in the first chapter, and it came out pretty good. :D And I think that what they were saying qualifies as flirtage, so that's good. ^^; Thanks for the review, and I'm glad you enjoyed. :D

NintendoGal55 - Hey buddy! :D Thanks for the review! XD I'm glad you enjoyed! :D And yes, there will be much more flirty flirts. XD Proven by this added One-Shot here. XD

angie93 - XD Flirt, kiss, make out. XD You know it! ;) Yes, but this is mainly about their flirtage. XD Glad you enjoyed! :D Hopefully there will be some kissies in future updates, but for now it'll be mainly about the flirtage. ;)

charizardag - Thanks! Glad you enjoyed! :D

acosta perez jose ramiro - Yes, they are super great together. :D Thank you for the review!

Jadeykinz - Haha! :D Glad you liked it. And yeah, I thought it would be nice for Helga to be closer to Gertie. They're pretty alike so I thought it would be no wonder that they'd get closer. XD And I'm so glad you enjoyed! :D

Azure129 - YAY! My favorite author reviewed my work! :D I'm so happy! I'm so glad it was in-character! :D I have problems with that, so it's nice to know that the awesome Azure thought it was good. :D And yeah, she got closer to Gertie. I always liked the idea of them getting closer. And I'm glad you're excited. :D I love that my favorite author finds my work worthy of being excited over. :D :D :D And I should be the one thanking you! Thank you for reviewing! :D I will now go squeal for half a hour over the fact that AZURE actually likes my work. XD :D :D :D YAY!

helgafromtoe2bow - XD I'm sorry, I just love your name. It's so cool. :D Thank you for reviewing! Yeah, they do have a lot in common. They're both sizzlin' hot, crazy, pick on their loved ones, aggressive, and... wait, did I just say sizzlin' hot? O_O Ignore that. XD And yes, I am writing more, proven by this little piece of love here. :D And okay. XD I will post up the third chapter of "Match Maker" the very second I finish it. XD Geez, you really like that story, don't you? Aww, well it's very sweet. :D Lastly, I'm glad that you enjoyed. :D

Disclaimer: I... don't... own... Hey... Arnold... yeah.... ha... ha.... ha.... Don't... ask... again... ha... ha... ha... X... D... ha... ha... ha... *Blinks* Ha... ha... ha...

Staring Clear

One-Shot

Arnold straightened up the collar of his plaid shirt, and looked in the mirror, smiling in satisfaction at his reflection. Even at twelve, his hair still stuck up all crazy in different directions. He didn't really mind it though, and he knew that Helga liked it. Oh yes, after her confession, he'd been noticing things. How she ALWAYS sat near him in class, how she was always staring at him, how she liked to sneak up behind him and sniff him. Of course, he found this unnerving sometimes, but at other times, he couldn't help but find the whole display to be rather adorable. He smiled at these thoughts, as he observed his chosen outfit for the day (And every other day).

He wore his little blue hat, as always, and was currently wearing a pair of light blue jeans. He wore a plain aqua-green t-shirt (The same color as his old sweater), along with his usual red-yellow plaid shirt over top, unbuttoned. It was still pretty long on him, though he had grown a bit in the last three years, so it went a few inches above his knees now. He also wore his usual black sneakers. Nothing really special. He didn't look all that different from back in his old fourth grader days. He'd changed his style around the same time Helga did... come to think of it, he changed his style around the same time everyone in his sixth grade class did. Though no one really changed all that drastically, and Gerald still insisted on wearing a jersey.

Arnold shook his head of these thoughts, and straightened up his little blue hat. He happened to know that Helga would most likely be down stairs, and he'd been worrying about his appearance more often because of it. It was a Saturday, and she always seemed to show up at his house on Saturdays to hang around with his grandma. They'd cook and joke and talk about all these random things. He was still weird about that, but he always thought it was rather cute... especially the way Helga would always blush whenever his grandma would comment on how cute she was. Honestly, he had to agree with her.

He smiled again, just getting his hat on straight. He dusted himself off, and then walked over to the door of his room, beginning his descent down to the kitchen. He could already smell the waffles from downstairs, and knew that Helga probably helped in making them. This only made him speed up his pace a little more. Helga would always sneak a few chocolate chips into his waffle as a friendly gesture, and that always gave him the opportunity to bring her aside and thank her.

He walked down the stairs, and looked over the railing to see his grandmother leaving the kitchen and wandering over into the living room. He smiled, and sauntered into the kitchen to see Helga sitting at the table, munching on a waffle distractedly as she read the newspaper laying before her on the table. He stopped in the doorway, allowing himself to drink in her lovely appearance before announcing his arrival. She was currently wearing her hair in it's usual ponytail, tied up with her pink bow, and a few strands of sunshine hair escaping their hold and framing her face. Her bangs had grown out, so they were now right above her eyebrows, looking just a little bit messy. Her face looked soft, though quite pensive and thoughtful as she was currently focusing her attention on the newspaper. He looked further down to admire her now usual apparel. She was wearing a white long sleeved shirt, that went underneath a bright, pink t-shirt that matched her bow perfectly, her slight breasts protruding only slightly through the two barriers. She was wearing some slightly baggy, dark blue jeans, with a thick, red belt, and her shoes were just some simple pink tennis shoes. And of course, around her neck was a beautiful golden, heart-shaped locket, that she always seemed to demand wearing nowadays. He didn't understand that locket, but he did find it to be quite pretty. How it always sparkled and shone in the sunlight, and even in the moonlight. Though his favorite thing about her outer appearance was her eyes. They were a dark blue, though sometimes, in the right light, they'd appear to be a much lighter shade of blue... almost aqua, even.

He sighed lightly in awe, and Helga's eyes snapped up to him suddenly at the sound. His half-lidded eyes snapped all the way open, and he walked over to the table, desperately trying to seem nonchalant. He claimed the chair right next to her, and smiled a bit nervously at her. "Good morning, Helga."

She blinked at him, eyeing him suspiciously. "How long were you standing there?" She asked slowly, in a suspicious tone.

His eyes widened a little, afraid that he'd been caught in his staring. He swallowed, looking at her as sincerely as he could, though even he knew of what a horrible liar he was. "Not long..." He looked away, knowing that looking into her accusing eyes wasn't helping.

Her eyes widened, realizing that he'd indeed been staring at her. She blushed a little, though a light smirk was present on her face now. She leaned over a little, causing his light green eyes to snap to hers. She smirked a little broader at his wide, almost scared looking eyes. "Aw, Arnold, I had no idea you found me so attractive." She laughed a little at the absurdity of her accusation, and stared at him with an amused, happy expression, waiting for him to join in her laughing.

Though that was not what happened. Instead, Arnold's eyes widened, and he looked away, feeling the blood already beginning to rush to his cheeks. He gulped a little, still not looking her in the eye. "Yes, well, um..."

Helga's eyes widened at his reaction, and all traces of amusement dropped from her face. After another moment of silence though, she smirked heavily, and leaned a bit closer to his still blushing face. "Oh my gosh. You really do think I'm attractive." Though she was teasing him about it, she couldn't help squealing in delight on the inside. ARNOLD actually thought she was ATTRACTIVE! She inwardly giggled girlishly, while on the outside her smirk only grew.

Arnold continued looking away from her, squirming a bit in his seat. He didn't like where she was going with this. Though, he could definitely see the irony of the situation. All those months of him accusing her of thinking he was attractive and staring at him, and here she was now, doing the exact same thing back to him. And he knew how much she loved getting revenge. He gulped, finally meeting her eyes. "Well... you're not unattractive..." He nearly slapped himself at how stupid that sounded. Instead though, he spoke again, his words coming out jumbled and rushed, "I mean, you're pretty... nice. I mean, you've got... and with your... and how you look..." He groaned in frustration, and allowed his head to fall onto the table with a small 'thump'.

She giggled a little, and patted his head lightly, before standing up and walking over to the stove. "I'm sorry, Arnold. I didn't mean to make you flustered." She rolled her eyes at the obvious lie, absently wondering if he was sharp enough to catch it's insincerity.

He was, and looked up to glare at the back of her head. Now that she was standing though, he was able to get a good view of the slight curves now forming, and it caused his face to go blank with interest as he silently stared. (A/N: Yes, yes, I know he's only twelve. But he was looking at Summer's butt back in the episode "Summer Love", and he was NINE then. Three years have passed since then, and I can only imagine that the whole ogling thing would've probably gotten worse since then. XD)

Helga turned then, holding a plate of waffles in her hand. Though after seeing his expression, her pleasant smile dropped, slowly morphing into an amused one. Now of course, he was staring at the plate of waffles, but right when she turned, she noticed him seemingly staring much lower, with his mouth hanging open a little absently. She laughed a little, and walked over to set the plate of waffles in front of him. She put her now free hands on her hips, and smirked at his slightly confused face. "Why, Arnold, were you actually checking me out just now again?" Her smirk turned to an increasingly amused smile, and she snickered a little at his blush.

His eyes widened a little at once again getting caught, and he instantly began cutting into his waffle, looking completely focused on the task at hand as he changed the subject briskly, "Wow, Helga, you've done it again. Best waffles in the whole neighborhood." He laughed a loud, obviously forced laugh, and then stuffed the first bite of the waffle into his mouth.

Helga rolled her eyes a little at him, and plopped herself down into her previous seat right beside him. She smirked hard, and leaned up closer to him with her elbows on the table. "No changing the subject, Football Head. Admit it. You just think I'm so danged pretty." She said the last bit with a small bit of Stinky's usual southern drawl, and laughed a little bit at the end, eyeing him over.

Arnold let the fork fall from his grasp and he looked over at her with wide eyes, and feeling a blush crawling up his neck. "I..." He shook his head, and smirked at her, leaning a little closer to her face. "I just thought it was about time I returned the favor. After all, you're always checking me out, since I'm apparently sohot." He smirked a little broader in challenge, crossing his arms over his chest.

She rolled her eyes at him, leaning a little closer to him, their faces inches apart. "Oh yes, because I think your football head is just so alluring." She snickered a little, raising an eyebrow as she continued, "As if. Face it, Hair boy, your ogling is one sided."

He squinted his eyes at her, leaning over at her a little more. "Stop with the denial, Helga. You think I'm very handsome, and you know it. Otherwise, you wouldn't be staring at me so much." He continued to smirk.

Helga leaned over at him even more, their noses just barely touching, and lowered her voice a little. "I'm not the only one staring, it seems."

He leaned in a little more, his smirk beginning to falter at her close proximity, and also lowering his voice, "Maybe not, but you are the one doing most of it." He stared into her gorgeous blue eyes, that were also beginning to falter with their smirking look, and felt his breathing get a little harder.

Her smirk faded along with his, and she just stared back into his eyes, both beginning to lean a little closer as she mumbled her reply quietly, "Sure... whatever you say, Arnold."

They both leaned in, their eyes closing and their lips mere seconds from touching...

"La la la la, doo dee da dee da la la la la!" Gertie sung, as she sauntered into the kitchen. She stopped, though, in the doorway, seeing the two pre-teens suddenly pull away from eachother, blushing at her unexpected arrival. She frowned to herself, wiping her syrup covered hands on her apron. "I'm sorry, was I interrupting anything, Helga?" She walked over to the sink, and switched on the faucet, attempting to clean the sticky substance from her hands.

"Nah, wasn't gonna happen anyway." She stood from her seat, eyeing Arnold over a little before walking over to where Gertie was to chat about whatever came to mind.

Arnold sat there, his face still tinged with a dark shade of pink. He looked down at the waffle on his plate, and began cutting into it again. He stuffed it a bite of waffle in his mouth, and swallowed, then sighed heavily, mumbling to himself, "Not as good as she would've tasted..."

A/N: YAY! More flirtatiousness between our two favorite blondes... uh, THREE favorite blondes, technically. :D Well, I should hope I'm one of your favorite blondes. }:(

XD Yes, well I hope you enjoyed. :D

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