AN: I love this pairing, I think it's so cute haha. Enjoy though ;P Review please.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything.

As Curly looked at himself in the mirror, his mood was suddenly deflated. He looked very handsome today. Of course most of his classmates did too. It was senior prom and he was dateless. The bathroom mirror in the 5 seasons hotel was staring back at him…dully. Dull. Dull. Dull. That's what she had called him… Dull. He had won the writing contest; of course Helga hadn't competed in it. Curly's eyes began to water as he thought about the girl he loved with another man. She had gone with Iggy and left him dateless. There was a knock on the door. Curly wiped his teary eyes and opened the door to find Arnold.

"Hey man, you having a good time?"

"Yeah…It's awesome."

"I've been looking for you. I noticed you were gone, so I started looking for… everything alright?"

"Arnold, I can't lie to you. I can't stand seeing Rhonda and Iggy! It's so not cool. I have to do something….but what?"

"Curly, it's senior prom. You have to tell her that you love her. This is it. It's now or never"

"I choose never. She looks so happy… I'd rather beat myself up about it than watch her die out of embarrassment when she finds out that I'm the one that leaves the poems in her locker. Even worse, if she finds out that I sneak into her house and take some hairs from her brush"

"Don't tell her that! Just tell her about your undying love for her"

"I have an idea"

After saying this, Curly laughed maliciously. "Oh no, what have I done? I better get him…Curly!" Arnold said, but it was too late. Curly had already exited the bathroom and was headed god-knows-where to do god-knows-what.

-----Outside in the dance floor which was by the ocean-----

"Ladies and Gentlemen! I present to you Supernova-" The announcer was rudely interrupted by Curly who said "I need to use this mike. I have to do something before I leave for college"

"NO! NOOO WAY KID! SECURITY!"

" No, wait. Rhonda! Rhonda please listen to me. I love you. I have always loved you. You make my world go around. If my undying love for you could be expressed in stars, there wouldn't be enough in the sky. Your name runs through my veins. When I hear it my heart beats faster…faster… I'm sorry about everything I've done to you. You know what I'm talking about. I'm sorry about being a creep and stalking you through grade school…I've changed! I promise. I just need you with me tonight. Even if you only dance one song with me. And those poems…Yes I wrote them! I wrote every single one of those lyrics. They were true then and still are now. You are my never-wilting rose."

"Awww"

the crowd said followed by applauses. Rhonda ran up the stage and grabbed the microphone. She looked pissed.

"Curly you are the most immature guy in this world. Sneaking into my house late at night getting bits and pieces of my hair, skin, and etc. Curly, you are sick. But Curly…you are also the sweetest guy in this world. I've always known those were your poems. I love them, as I love you. I just wanted you to come out and say it to me. And my knowing is actually a funny story. You gave me your entry poem to the contest by accident-you won with one of the poems that you wrote for me. You signed the poem "Thaddeus G" at that moment I understood that love was that over powering emotion that I felt towards you. The way you describe it to me in your poems helped me recognize that. I always was the material girl that never felt love or loved. Curly I will take you up on that dance"

This all happened at eight pm. Now it's four am. And they are still dancing as one soul.

AN. I wrote this in like 10 minutes, so it's not that great. I really wanted the idea off my chest though. Ill probably rewrite it with better words and ill make it flow more.