Arthur: Is This The End?

Welcome (back) to Mr. Lumber's Creepypasta World! Before we begin this pasta, I'd like to say something. Pretty much every pasta ever written is meant to be scary, gruesome, or disturbing in some way. Infamous examples include: Squidward's Suicide, Suicide Mouse, Dead Bart, Max and Ruby 0004, and The Amazing World of Gumball: The Grieving. But not a whole lot are...sad. One example is Pearl.avi, but after that...not many. Well just know, as disturbing as THIS creepypasta may be, it's also meant to be extremely depressing.

Brace yourself.

Arthur: Is This The End?
It began on a quiet summer day, a few years ago. I was with my son, Jack, who was still wearing diapers at the time. His favorite show back then was Arthur. He just loved it. He even once asked me if I would buy some glasses for him. He was obsessed with it. One day, he asked me to play an episode of Arthur he had never seen before. I looked through some dusty old tapes that hadn't been touched in years. That's when I saw it.

I looked at the cover for the VHS. It was blank except for the word "SICK". I looked at the tape. On it were the words "Arthur gets sick", followed by a demon's face wearing glasses identical to Arthur's. Curious. I decided to watch the episode before I showed it to Jack. Very, very, very excellent choice. I put the tape in my own VCR player and watched as the Arthur theme began. But it was rather unusual. It played normally, except Arthur and any mention of the name Arthur were completely missing. Clothes floated in mid-air. Books were blank. Francine rode bikes with a ghost. Odd.

The show began with 4 and a half minutes of pure darkness. Then, without transitioning, it cut to a hospital. Everyone stood over a bed crying. Everyone except...I began to get a sinking feeling. Arthur lied on the bed. A machine meant to register his heart pumping went "Boop! Boop! Boop! Boop!" Then it happened. "Boooooooooooooooooop!" I watched in horror. "January 28th, 1:59 AM," began a doctor. I looked at Mrs. Read, with hands over her mouth, looking in horror and despair. The doctor continued. "I declare Arthur Timothy Read officially..." Then the doctor choked. He began choking blood.

Then he continued. "...of-f-fficially-y-y d-d-d-d-dead." Mrs. Read sobbed into the arms of Mr. Read. Buster also sobbed. So did Grandma Thora, Francine, Muffy, Brain, Binky, Sue Ellen, Fern, Prunella, George, Mr. Ratburn, Molly, Rattles, Slink, DW, Mrs. MacGrady, Jenna, Principal Haney, and Rubella. They cried for what felt like agonizing hours. Then the title card showed up. It was plain white, handwritten text on a dull, black background. It read "Is This The End?" Then it faded in to the Read's house on a rainy day. Mrs. Read was on the phone. She was still crying. She spluttered, "Yes. I know. Thanks for the gift. I'm sad he lost his battle with cancer too." Cancer? "I know. I know. I KNOW! I KNOW!!!"

Then she sobs extremely loudly. It almost slices my ears apart. My wife burst into the room. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WATCHING?" she screams over the sobbing. I turn off the TV, then show her the tape. "Can I watch this?" she asks. "Trust me, you don't wanna know." I said.

To be continued...