The most important detail about Arthur, that will save you a lot of time trying to figure out what kind of person he is, is that nobody likes him and he's a stupid nerd with no regard for human emotion. So, like the repulsive piece of shit he is, he was walking alone in the cold to school. Arthur was going to be late because it had rained the night before and he kept staring into the muddy puddles. Alas, not even his reflection could bare to stare at his putrid face. Francine came zooming past on her bike into the puddle he was staring into like the worthless emo he was.
"Ahhh!" Arthur screamed as he was covered in mud. Great job Francine, you gave him another reason to be pathetically self loathing.
Francine rang the bell on her bike. "Sorry Aaron!" she shouted back giggling. She damn well knew his name was Arthur and could of easily avoided the small puddle but she found satisfaction in the fact that Arthur would go home and cut himself because of her.
However, Arthur was a dumb cunt and still thought that Francine had some weird love for him. Deep down he knew she would never truly love him but that only made him turn My Chemical Romance up on his iPod nano.
My Chemical Romance filled his head as he reminisced about the day he met Francine.
Arthur stared across the street watching the sexy movers unload boxes. A shitty 2002 Volkswagen Jetta in forest green pulled into the driveway. Francine's mom opened the door for her. She reminded Arthur of Palpatine. Finally, Francine jumped out of the car and they began walking towards Arthur. His heart started racing, mostly because he was scared of Palpatine. Francine was eating a lollipop like the dirty slut she is.
"Hey! I'm Arthur!" he said excitedly.
Francine took the lollipop out of her mouth and stuck it on Arthur's forehead. "Shut up, faggot." she said.
From that day on, Arthur believed they were best friends.
Arthur finally reached Lakewood Elementary School. His black eyeliner had dripped down his face from crying about Francine.
"Andrew!" Francine screamed. She began fast walking towards Arthur. The closer she got, the more Arthur realized how pissed she was. He was trying to think of what stupid thing he had done this time, but he didn't remember being any more of an imbecile than usual. "Why the fuck did you tell everyone that I looked like a marshmallow?" she yelled, shaking Arthur furiously.
"I d-didn't, Francine!" he stammered. He wanted to confess his love but he knew he was just Captain Skinny Dick to her.
Of course, anything Arthur says means nothing to her. She was set on kicking his ass and that's what she was going to do. Little did she know, Arthur was a dirty masochist and enjoyed every punch. He came in his pants because he is a disgusting, perverted aardvark.
Francine walked away proud of herself, unaware that everyone saw her as a bear of a woman. Arthur just stayed laying in a puddle of muddy water and blood. He thought about Francine and smiled. It was only the morning and there were many other opportunities for her to beat him up again.
