Good night, ladies and germs. (A joke so old Groucho Marx fell from his crib first time he heard it.) Thanks for the criticism and the sarcasm, Angelica. (Hey, don't blame me; you're the one starting a Halloween fic with a lame comedic line.) Okay, Miss Perfection, can you please say the disclaimer?

(Of course; just watch and learn. –clears her throat and makes her best creepy voice- Good evening, simple and naïve mortals, sitting innocently in front of your screens. The coming story of blood, suspense and lame attempts of comedy is brought to you by Acosta… but, beware! The characters on this fic aren't his property, all of them, including your tenebrous host, Angelica, Queen Of The Night, are copyrighted by Nickelodeon and used without profit intentions, just like El Chapulin Colorado, the Mexican hero fused with our cowardly yet heroic geek, is property of his creator, Roberto Gómez Bolaños and Mexican network Televisa; in other words… THERE'S NO MONEY INVOLVED! HAHAHAHAHA!)

You know… you're scaring me. (That's what I do best; ask my friends. They still have nightmares about me.) I'm not surprised; okay, as Miss Blonde Terror said, we're having a Halloween fic here. Most of the characters are from 'Hey, Arnold!', but I'm posting the story here because of the hero, Angelica's favorite geek. (That's right! Finster makes a come back as The ColoRed Chuck. That means, of course, this is an AU where we're all on our twenties.)

One last note; this story, according with The ColoRed Chuck's series time-line, is set about a year before the events of 'A New Hero In Town' and shortly after 'Return of The ColoRed Chuck'; guess that's all. Angelica…

(I'm on it. –creepy voice- Now, children of the night… ON WITH THE SHOW!)

The Vampire.

A Rugrats-Hey, Arnold! story by Acosta Pérez José Ramiro.

Faster than a speeding turtle!

Stronger than a mouse!

More noble than a lettuce!

His shield is a heart!

He is… The ColoRed Chuck!

- Nocturnal visitor.

The shadowy figure emerged from the bushes, looking around to be sure of the secrecy of his acts. It was a dark, moonless night; the kind of darkness that produce nightmares and inspire horror novels… just like eating a mega-burrito before going to bed. He couldn't ask for a better night for his plan.

The same conditions that gave this place a relaxing privacy also worked on his favor. A large house right next to a lake, miles and miles away from the closest town, gas station or mini-mart; the surrounding mountains messed with communications half of the time, and the stranger was smart enough to damage the phone lines just minutes before executing his plan.

The dark figure, moving with an amazing grace and elegance, reached the building, and, with the same ease, reached the second floor's window, opening it with great care and silence. The intruder entered the room and approached the bed where an unsuspecting woman on green pajamas was sleeping. He leaned slowly, admiring the woman's features the best he could with such little light; destiny allowed that, the very same moment his breathing woke up the female, the moon appeared from behind a cloud, revealing his long, dark cape, black, long hair, and pale face, adorned with sharp fangs and bright red eyes.

"EEEEK!"

The man, getting a shocked expression, moved back, and dashed back to the window, disappearing in the night the moment three other women in pajamas entered the room and turned on the light.

"Crimminey, Nadine, what happened?"

"Yes, that scream was quite disturbing!"

"And it messed with my beauty sleep!"

"A vampire, Rhonda! I saw a vampire!"

The tanned blonde, with her raided hair simulating spider legs, hugged her best friend, a tall and quite pretty brunette in a stylish silk pajama, while their companions, a nerdy petite Asian with an Oriental style one and a tall, slender, unibrowed blonde with a pink one, gave each other a puzzled look.

"Okay, first of all, cool down, and second… a vampire?" The slender blonde snorted. "Seriously, Nadine, you have to be kidding me!"

"It's your fault, Helga! You shouldn't have insisted on us watching those horror movies before going to sleep." Rhonda soft glared at her while still hugging Nadine.

"Hey, we all agreed on watching those movies, Princess. It was a nice change after those Reese Witherspoon films you chose last night."

"Girls, please, don't argue; Nadine is quite shaken." Phoebe, the nerdy female, sighed and sat next to Nadine. "Nadine, cool down. Obviously, you suffered an unpleasant vision created by your subconscious mind while being in your REM state…"

"In other words, a nightmare caused by horror movies and microwave pizza." Helga rolled her eyes. "Good thing I can somehow translate you, Pheebs, or we would be here all night."

"But… it wasn't a nightmare, really!" Nadine, who was still scared but a little more calmed down said to her friends. "Just look at the window; I always close it before sleeping and it's open."

"Big deal; you forgot to do it tonight." Rhonda yawned and stood up. "If it makes you feel better, I'll close it."

"And no more heavy meals before sleeping for you, girl," Helga said in half-joking way. "At least it only gave you nightmares instead of sleepwalking."

At that moment, the lights died, and Rhonda, who was the closest to the window, heard a soft cackling from the outside.

"The lights! What happened with the lights?" Nadine got alarmed again, Phoebe calming her.

"It's just a power failure, Nadine, nothing to worry about."

"Hey, Rhondaloid, next time you invite us for vacation at your parents' lake house, tell them to give a little maintenance to the place before." Helga said to the brunette, and got a little surprised look when she didn't retort, as usual. "Uh… Princess, that's your cue."

"Wait, Helga… I think I heard someone out there."

"You did?" Nadine gulped.

"It's probably just the wind, Rhonda, and you're scaring Spider Girl." Helga was cut by Phoebe.

"Actually, Helga, today's atmospheric conditions doesn't favor strong winds that might produce sounds resembling human voices or screams." Noticing her explanation was making Nadine nervous again, Phoebe tried to get another one. "Maybe it's just the local fauna; probably a raccoon, or a coyote, or a puma, or a bear…"

"Pheebs, you're not helping."

"Shutting up," Phoebe said to her friend while Helga stood and moved next to Rhonda, who was taking a look outside trying not being noticed as well.

"Are you sure you heard someone?"

"Yes… and I kind of saw a shadow; quick, Helga, put in front of the window so the intruder thinks we protected by a man."

"Why don't you do it? He'll think we have a dog." Helga snapped at Rhonda before taking a look outside. "I don't see a thing; the moon got covered again."

"I think we should call the forest rangers, just in case."

"I like that idea." Nadine said while Phoebe nodded and grabbed the nearby telephone. The Asian was about to mark the number when getting a slightly disturbed look.

"The line isn't working. Try your cell phone, Nadine."

The tanned blonde grabbed her phone from the drawer next to the bed and tried marking a number, with the same results as Phoebe.

"No signal." Nadine paled visibly while Rhonda opened another drawer, taking out two little lanterns.

"That happens all the time in this place; the mountain creates interference and cell phones get no signal." Rhonda said as turning on the lanterns. "What I don't get is why the regular phone isn't working."

"I don't like it…"

"Nadine, cut it, will you? We're all getting nervous; the phone is failing, so what? It's just a coincidence it happened right when we have no lights… and you saw a vampire… and Rhonda saw someone out there… uh… guess even I don't think it's a coincidence." Helga gulped a little bit.

"Okay, first thing we have to do is checking the lights. Helga, you come with me check the fuse box…"

"More like, I'll check the fuse box while you do nothing, right, Princess?" Helga folded her arms.

"Hey, I'm the one who knows where it is, and I'm holding the lantern, remember?"

"Fine; Phoebe, you stay here with Nadine and try to calm her down, please. We don't need more screams."

"Staying," Phoebe said to her friend as Rhonda and Helga exited the room.

"I… I'm too scared, Phoebe." Nadine got closer to the Asian, who sighed and gave her a concerned look. Looking at Nadine acting that way, her being a girl who could handle tarantulas, scorpions, and other scary little creatures with the same ease any other person would pet a kitten, was making Phoebe nervous as well.

"Nadine, you have to relax; even if the statistic possibility of all these unfortunate events happening at once is, in fact, almost inexistent, the fact is there's no such creature as a hematophagite reanimated corpse."

Crash!

Nadine and Phoebe jumped when hearing a noise coming from next room, that was, coincidentally, the one Helga and Phoebe were sharing. The Asian and the blonde gave each other a nervous look and, very cautiously, walked out of the room; Phoebe opened her room's door slowly, with Nadine right behind her, and the females got a brief look of the caped man exiting through Phoebe's window in hurry and the broken jar next to the window. The girls paled and ran back to Nadine's room.

"T-that… that was the thing you saw?" Phoebe gasped while Nadine gulped and nodded nervously.

"So… we are in the middle of nowhere, with no means of communication, at the mercy of a mythical blood-feeding humanoid predator?" Phoebe, always the scientist, made a fast analysis of their current situation; both females looked at each other, took a deep breath, and chorused in a barely audible voice.

"Oh… and now, who will defend us?"

"I!"

"AAAAH!" Phoebe and Nadine yelled in fear when a man jumped out of the closet.

"AAAH!" Said man, scared as well by the yelling, jumped back and hit the back of his head with the wall behind. Phoebe illuminated him with the lantern, recognizing not a terrifying vampire, but a very well known hero in a red suit with antennas on his hood and a yellow heart with a red CH symbol on it, plus what seemed to be a purple mask (and in reality was a pair of glasses), both females chorusing again.

"The ColoRed Chuck!"

"Didn't count with my cleverness…" The hero moaned in pain.