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Curly was frowning as he kept walking in the general direction as he growled. He couldn't believe it. His first day of tracking Arnold and Rhonda, and already, he lost sight of them. He shuddered at the thought, wondering what the two could possibly be doing. He frowned as he paced around. "Think, think, think..."
Curly paused as he said to himself, "If I were Arnold, where would I take Rhonda next?"
Curly started to think. "Movies? Ergh, no, I got banned from their theater, even if they were there. Lunch? It's one PM, already lunch had passed... maybe they went to dance... hmmm... maybe so, but where would they..."
Curly's eyes widened, as he started to remember. Of all the times he had stalked Rhonda and multiple spy attempts at her home, he always knew the layout of Rhonda's home through windows as he smiled. "That's got to be where they are! Better get back home and get my climbing equipment!"
With that thought in mind, the crazy boy in glasses ran off quickly, with not a second to lose.
It was about an hour or so later that Arnold had found himself inside the home of the Lloyds... more specifically, he was with Rhonda walking upstairs as he whistled. "I've been into your home before, but I don't think we've went this deep inside."
"Let me show you something incredible." Rhonda smiled as Arnold was looking through some photographs that were hung around the mansion, of people that Arnold guessed were probably members of Rhonda's family. He stopped and blinked as he then noticed a picture of a duck in a red coat and top hat. Arnold tilted his head.
"Uh, Rhonda..." Arnold asked, pointing to the picture.
"I know, it's my grandfather's idea of a little joke. He loved the comics and wanted to hang it... oddly enough, next to this little room." Rhonda explained as she pushed the combination of a vault door. It instantly opened up as Arnold's eyes widened to see that inside the large vault was a diving board leading towards a pool of golden coins. Rhonda sighed, rolling her eyes. "It's not our real wealth. Daddy and Mother keep them all in stocks, remember? That's just a room of fake gold coins we've had... it's all counterfeit anyway."
"Please tell me you don't dive and swim into that..." Arnold said in worry.
Rhonda laughed as she said, "Eww, no! That's just unsanitary. Besides, if we actually dived down there, our bodies would get mangled! They're gold coins, not water!"
"Oh, good!" Arnold said as Rhonda closed the vault door.
"Besides, it's just a prop that fits the room together." Rhonda said. "Now come on, I'm going to show you some of my dance moves!"
Arnold nodded as he followed Rhonda towards another room a few feet away. "Where are your parents, anyway?"
"Oh, Daddy went to check up on his stocks and Mother is hanging out with her friends at the spa. They won't be back until mid-afternoon." Rhonda said as she opened the door to another room and entered inside.
Arnold looked around to see that there was an empty dance room with a few chairs and a boombox plugged in nearby. Rhonda paused as she went over to the boombox. "I wonder if... yes, it's in there! Now, Arnold, take your seat! What I am going to show you requires a little... mood music!"
Arnold nodded as he sat down and kept his eyes on Rhonda as she turned on the boombox and skipped a few tunes. She then pushed the button as she slid in mid-center as Arnold watched in interest. Then, an upbeat tune started playing as Rhonda started to do some steps and started dancing around. Arnold could only watch in interest as she smirked towards him. And then, in tune to the music, she pointed left... then right. She danced towards Arnold... before taking his hand and lifting him off his seat.
Arnold looked in surprise, but smiled as he went along with the beat. He took Rhonda's other hand as they both started moving in sync to the music.
Unaware to the two of them, atop a window was a familiar boy as he glared towards the happy couple.
"Look at them... so happy together... how is the weather..." Curly spat. "It disgusts me... how does he do it?"
Curly peered in closer as he frowned. He then pulled out a phone and started calling a number. "Hello? It's Curly. I'm afraid I'll have to cancel Bingo tonight. I'm scheming right now... what? Oh, yeah, I'll still attend the picnic next month, it's... oh, Marcie dammit, their faces are too close! Sorry? Oh, no, just talking to myself. Yeah, maybe next week. Bye for now."
Curly hung up the phone as he turned back towards the two kids, who were looking into each other's eyes. Deciding that he's seen enough for now, he ducked down, deciding to make a plan for next time.
Back inside, Arnold and Rhonda were dancing together, lost in each other's eyes.
"I always knew she danced, but never so well... and her eyes are so beautiful..." Arnold thought to himself as he realized his face was close to hers. "Sh-should I go for it?"
"Wow... it's hard to believe that I'm on a date with Arnold, and yet, it feels right at the same time..." Rhonda said as she stared at his lips, realizing that the two were coming close. "Sh-should I go for it?"
The song at the boombox ended as the two leaned towards each other about to make lip contact... when they heard a round of applause, causing the two to snap out of it. They turned to see Rhonda's parents standing near the door, as Buckley gave a smile, "Oh no, don't mind us."
And that is the end of this chapter! How did you guys like it? Sorry if this one was short, but I'll be sure to make the next chapter longer! Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!