Arnold Dies A Painful Death A/N: First of all, I love Hey, Arnold! but I hate the second and third seasons so I decided I'll kill someone off if they're not going IS MY FIRST Hey, Arnold! FANFICTION!I also lseep with an Hey Arnold stuffed animal so bite me! Evil Andy is the property of THE PETE PETERSON EXPERIENCE(me). Use him without permission and I'll have the Fanfiction administration gut you. You shitkickers. Turn back if you can't handle really really Really really really really really gory stories.

Arnold and Gerald were at the graveyard where the dead people were buried in the city.

"We gotta find that ice cream grave of chocolate treatz and money. We need that treatz and money" Arnold said.

"Uh, dude. I need to tell you something."Gerald said.

"Save it for later Gerald. We need that key to open station #7 the door."

"Sorry dude, this can't wait. but I got to go away. Far away." Gerald said. He saw a boat on the water charging towards them. except it wasn't on the water it was a boat with wheels on the ground like a car but it was a boat but with wheels.

"WHat?! WHEELS?! WHEETY FUCK" Arnold said.

Gerald jogged away. A lifeguard boat with wheels crashed into Arnold.

"Ow.." Arnold groveled in pain on the ground.

"AHAHAHHA!" Evil Inspector Andy said as he got out of his boat car with wheels.

"Who are you? What're you doing here?" Arnold asked, mildly scared.

"What the fuck do you know my inner rage and pain and suffering, wanker?"

"I asked you first." Arnold added.

"You dumbass positive motherfucker." Andy said as he took out a switchblade and threw it at Arnold. It hit him squarley in the left arm. Blood gushed out. Arnold clutched his arm.

"Hey Arnold, go fuck yourself. You progably have AIDS" Any said. He took out a saw and cut off Arnold's fingers on the bloody arm.

"Oh God." Arnold said as he looked at his lacerated fingers. Andy started to chuckle.

"Funny, I didn't think you believed in God." Andy said. Arnold fell back to the ground. Andy took out an ax.

"Any last words Arnold?"

"Yeah, fuck you." Arnold said, He didn't say much more as his head was decapitated by the ax. Blood spewed out of his corpse. Andy got in the boat and took the propeller and destroyed Headless Arnold's body. His body was torn up like a meat in a blender. Helga came rushing to the graveyard.

"Where's Arnold? she asked Andy.

"Your looking at his remains."

Helga looked at the ground and saw pieces of Arnold everywhere not to mention his decapitated head.

"You bastard." she said.

"Thank you. Andy said as he put the boat into the ground and flew away because his boat car with wheels was also a hellacopter."

The next day a small funeral was held for Arnold. Everyone was there except for Arnold who buried,

"I'm sad about what happened to Arnold." Gerald said after the funeral.

"Why did you do it Gerald?" Grandpapa asked.

"Do what?" Gerald asked.

"Abandon Arnold. Why did you do it?"

"Listen here, I didn't have a choice. He was going to kill me. Now, tell me, dude, if someone was gonna kill you, you would abandon your best friend to save, yourself, right?" Gerald said angrily. But Grandpapa didn't have an answer. He just stared off into the ocean.

"You grandfatherfucekr." gerlad said. he lit up a blunt and went home and cried.