Disclaimer: Craig Barleett is the creator and he and Nickelodeon have the rights of the show.


27. Zombie Adventure

- Hey… guys… Do you believe in zom… zombies? You know… about the legend of Dinololand. - A little bite of his pretzel helped to calm his nerves.

- Take it easy pink boy! The zombies only want to eat a brilliant brain, I'm and the football head we are lost, but you, you're totally saved.

- Helga!- The green-eyed boy rebuked her. - Don't worry Harold, it's just… wait a minute.. Helga, do you think that I'm brilliant?

- What? Of course not!... I mean… I was talking about your big head, you would confuse the poor zombies. - She hid her face from the blond guy.

- Whatever! I think that we're lost… I can't see Sid, or Stinky, Rhonda or Eugene… well in a creepy scenario like this it's better not find Eugene.

- Don't worry Harold, is just Dinoland. We have been here a thousand times.

- Yeah Arnold, but not at night, on Halloween night! With creepy creatures and…

- There are no "creepy creatures here" crying baby, they are just not-good paid guys dressed like monsters and all that stuff.

- I don't know, Helga… I haven't seen anyone for kilometers and also..

- Also?

- Well, according to the map of Dinoland, the entrance must be… well, just here and.

- WHAT? I KNEW IT! WE'RE LOST! IT 'S OUR LAST DAY! AND THE WORST THING IS THAT I'M HUNGRY!

- As the zombies that will eat us!

- Helga!

- OH MOMMY, PLEASE!

- C'mon pink boy, stop! - The blonde gave him a slap that made the boy fall. - Oh please, if you really think that zombies are behind us, try to be silent.

- You're right!

- Don't listen to her Harold is not…

- What happened, hair boy? Did you forget how to talk?

- No… zom…zom…

- Zoom?

- No! Zombies behind you! - The three guys started running hard, well except Harold, he screamed and cried at the same time.

- I can't understand how… What will we do now! We're gonna die! We're lost.

- Hey Helga, what happened to "be calm"? - The boy with the unibrow asked.

- That was when we were zombie free. Now it's different and all it's for your fault!

- My fault? Why?

- Because you screamed and were talking about our big brains.

- Helga, Harold, stop! I don't think that zombies are real, as Helga said before, they must be workers of the park.

- Sure Arnoldo, at 2 am.

- I'm only saying that if we don't be calm, we will never be able to get away. What do you say?

- I say, if the zombie comes again, we can offer you in sacrifice, your head is huge!

- Harold! No one will be sacrificed.

- And if someone would be, that would be you pink boy, we're faster than you.

- Hey Pataki!

- Guys, please! We have to create a new strategy and…

- Arnold! Help me! - Helga screamed high. The zombie returned and took her in his arms.

- Helga! No!

But it was so late… the walking dead bit her head and no one couldn't stop him.

- Helga! Please… come back… Helga…

- Arnold! Arnold! Wake up pal!

The blond boy could listen to his best friend's voice. He opened his green eyes and discovered that he actually was in his bed and was it's barely 8 am.

- Gerald? What are you doing here?

- Do you forget it? We planned to buy costumes for Rhonda's party at Dinoland. Are you coming?- You know… I would prefer to spend Halloween here with the guests.