Hey Arnold! Alphabet Story
By: 1000th Ghost
Arnold was singing along to his new, awesome CD.
"Booooo!!"
"-carmel. You're hair is lovely, do you like my pants?" he sang.
"Don't ignore me that way!!"
Even though his music was loud, Arnold was still able to hear the weird, ghostly voice that kept interrupting him.
"Fudge you! Shut up, voice!" he shouted.
Gosh, that was rather un-Arnold-ish, wasn't it?
"Hello, my dolly, hello, my honey, hello my ragtime gal. Send me a kiss by wire; baby, my heart's on fire!"
"Is it too much to ask for you to stop singing random songs and listen to me for half a second?!"
"Just make it quick," Arnold said, shutting off the CD player.
KANGAROO! KANGAROO! SHAMPOO! MANGO JUICE!
"Let's go somewhere else!" Arnold shouted above the stereotypical Arab music, "I think my CD player's broken; I can't get it to shut off!"
"Move it, football head!" the voice commanded.
"Now, wait just a dog gone minute!" Arnold exclaimed, "There's only one person I know who says that to me and that's-"
"Oh, crap."
"Pardon me! Did I actually hear you use explicit language on our well renowned and highly civilized children's show?"
"Quit playing innocent," the ghostly voice said coyly.
"Remember the time we almost-"
"Screw that-remember the time we did-"
"That might have been a bit much-"
"Um...we're pretty freakin' perverted, aren't we?"
"Very much so. I love how we're not even saying what we did, and it still sounds totally wrong."
"Well...since we've both admitted that we're totally perverted, I guess the appropriate thing to do now would be-"
(X-rated)
"You never did tell me why you were pretending to be a ghost, Helga," Arnold asked...HOURS later.
"Zelma Zuckerman is my name! Who the heck is 'Helga'?"