Hi! Welcome to my first ever full-on Arthur story. This takes place a few days after Arthur's Big Hit. Arthur hasn't spoken a word to anyone in days. He hasn't even spoken to himself. Everyone's favourite, unconditionally loving and forgiving aardvark is about to show every family member and friend what they had, by making them live life without it.

Arthur Read rode his bike back home from the Sugar Bowl. How in-dignifying was what he'd just done. Thanked a meat-headed moron like Binky Barnes for punching him? All because his brat of a sister had broke his plane, and scolded him to the point where he couldn't take it and punched her. Arthur had a good reason to punch his sister, Binky had just been dared. It was humiliating. Arthur was angry. Furious. He couldn't believe what he had just done. He couldn't even speak, he felt he didn't have the right to. He got home. His mother shot him an angry glare. They had many moments where they got along very well, but most times, Arthur resented his mother. She was always in bias towards his sister. She always looked out for only D.W.'s best interest in an argument. She had never taken his side against her before. His mother had poor judgment, and Arthur was the victim of it. And she always had the same obnoxious excuse.

"She's so little and your the older one."

What did that even mean? D.W. was a menace. She was a horrible sister, and had never been punished for her actions against Arthur, and she'd crossed the line when she'd destroyed Arthur's plane, which he'd paid so much money and time for, and then she scolded him for allowing her to break it (Which he hadn't done, she was just an ignorant brat.) But Arthur threw one punch in all the anger. After being patient for a week, after bottling up all the rage and negative emotions, he let it out, but why was she let off the hook and he was punished.

"Did you thank Binky for teaching you that lesson?" she asked gently, not wanting to hurt her son's feelings

Arthur nodded.

"Will you just talk already! You're being such a grouch!" D.W. ordered

Arthur was once again back to bottling up his rage. He didn't speak or anything, but turned around and went to his room. She always acted like she owned Arthur and had a right to order him around. She was by every definition, a horrible sister. Arthur was angry and he had every right to be. He went up to his room and covered himself in the blankets. His mother and sister never cared to knock before coming into his room, as if they respected him. He hid, that way, if anyone barged in, they wouldn't see his tears. Crying, something Arthur had never done in public, and he never planned to.

Arthur woke this morning feeling like utter garbage. He looked at himself in the mirror and sighed, he washed his face and got dressed. It was a Saturday, and Arthur had all his homework finished, but he wasn't gonna be having fun, today. He wanted one thing, to show everyone how he felt. He wanted everyone to see his side of the story, and he was gonna make everyone pay for their ignorance, whether it was moral or not.

Binky and the tough customers. A bunch of clowns. they mindlessly dared the third grade failure to punch Arthur just to simply see if Binky was tough. It was ridiculous. Arthur wasn't afraid of them though, he'd proven that before, and was perfectly happy to do it again. He aimed the sling shot, and fired! All four of them were pelted dozens of times with balloons. They chased after him, but Arthur was faster of his bike. He led them to a message he'd written in chalk on the pavement on a random piece of sidewalk.

Thanks for humiliating me. When I "thanked" you, I didn't mean it at all. Now I can't stand to be in my own home. Binky Barnes, I hope life hits you really hard one day with a fistful of not only 3x the pain you've caused me, but with a fistful of reality as well.

Arthur then rode to the park, His friends still resented him. He hadn't spoke in days. They all refused to communicate with him until he apologized to D.W. and admitted that he was wrong to them. Arthur looked at them. He hated himself for doing it, but he had to. They weren't his friends, they were a rotten crowd full of bad judgment. They were ready to ditch him, and mercilessly happy to do so. Francine.. what a hypocrite, Brain, a genius? not with the decision of which story he chose to believe. Muffy was a brat he didn't care for. Buster, his own best friend had turned on him. Arthur had no one. And he didn't want anyone. They weren't his friends, they ditched him for D.W., and now, they were going to pay.

They were pelted with water balloons and balloons full of muddy water. Thew were covered in filth. Arthur got on his bike and rode away, leading them to the chalk message he'd left for them.

Some friends you all turned out to be. Thank you, for teaching me that I have no one.

Arthur rode home. He didn't care about what he'd done. He'd given them too many second chances. They'd hurt him so many times, and had never been punished. Arthur was a good person, He worked hard, and respected everyone up until now, They destroyed the good Arthur. The happy Arthur. The happy Arthur was gone, and until the world apologized to him for once, they were going to lose the unconditionally loving and forgiving friend they used to know, but never realized they had.

For the first time ever, the love and respect from Arthur Read, was no longer unconditional.

I know I might sound like I'm exaggerating Arthur as a victim and good person, but that is not the point. Please, don;t flame me in the reviews for that. I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter to this story. If you did, please favourite and follow.

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