"Gunther, when did you realize you love me?" Cece asked quietly. Gunther smiled at her and began to tell her.
Flashback:
Gunther woke up gasping for air. He couldn't believe what he just dreamed about. He shuttered thinking about it. Scratch that, he wasn't shuttering because of the dream, he was shuttering because of who was in the dream
"Gunther get up! Oh, you are. What's wrong?" Tinka walked into Gunthers room and closed the door.
"I had the weirdest dream." Gunther rubbed his tired eyes.
"Want to talk about it?" Tinka asked curious about his dreams.
"No. I just want to forget about it." Gunther mumbled.
"You know, in the old country I had a dream about us moving here the day before mama and papa told us. But it was strange because it wasn't like the dream was all about us moving, it was just the little details. Maybe you should think about what your dream meant, it could be important." Tinka smiled at her brother and walked out of his room.
Gunther gagged. He knew what his dream meant, he was falling for Cece Jones. The amazing beautiful red head who hated him. Wait, did he just call her beautiful. Gunther nearly fainted he got so dizzy.
"Wow, that sounds exactly like what happened to me." Cece gasped. Gunther smiled.
"Maybe that means we really were meant to be."
A/N: I know it's really short, but I thought it would be a good filler.