A Pointless Story Without a Name

Another story by Leah and me. This is all we do during study hall. I don't own Arthur, but we do own CleiClak so don't use it in your stories without permission or I'll sue you all! Okay, enjoy:)

"Hey Arthur," Muffy said, "Do you want to come to my party?"

"No, sorry I can't I have to go on a vacation with my family," Arthur rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I'll see you later!" Muffy said.

Arthur was so mad bit the vacation was all of them going to see their grandparents in Florida, so he was fairly happy. Then Arthur fell into a pile of dog shit.

Arthur got up and went home to clean up the mess. While he was holding Baby Kate, she barfed all over him. Arthur cleaned up that mess and went to his room. Why was he having such a bad day?

Then Arthur stepped on a Lego, which hit an artery and they had to amputate his leg.

Arthur opened his eyes and saw that he wasn't in his bed, he was in the worst place ever…hell. Then he saw a man in all red that had a really big nose. It was "The Big Cheese"… also known as cheddar… also known as…Mr. Ratburn! Then he saw Hitler in a maid dress. Mr. Ratburn then took a watermelon and stuck it up Hitler's ass.

"I hope that doesn't happen to me," Arthur said under his breath.

"ARTHUR! Come here!" Mr. Ratburn said, "Did you finish your homework?"

"No, I didn't have time to, I died," Arthur explained.

"Oh did you? That's not a good enough reason!" Ratburn told him.

"Wait, how are you here?" Arthur asked him.

"Well…I ate the devil," Ratburn said.

"Yes, but how did you die?" Arthur wondered.

"I…died by…by…Oh yes, by seeing your homework," Ratburn laughed.

"I didn't turn in my homework," Arthur was very curious.

"Well…Well…Well…" Ratburn didn't know what to say, "Well Arthur…I didn't die."

"Then how are you down here?" Arthur asked.

"I caught a ride with Saddam Hussein a few minutes ago. I held on to his pant leg. Now we're best friends!" Ratburn was proud of himself.

"Oh, okay. Well how did I end up here? I'm a good boy!" Arthur asked.

"You fell in dog shit," Ratburn was pleased.

"So?" Arthur didn't understand.

"That dog shit was possessed!"

"Oh," Arthur said.

Then Hitler finally got the melon out of his ass and hit Arthur over the head with it. He then woke up in CleiClak.

Mrs. Haggybutt came up to him and said, "Ahhh! A boy! We must eat him!"

The CleiClakians ate Arthur and Ratburn married Mrs. Haggybutt. They had a son who was a hotdog.

The End