Cardigan backyardigan back at it again

The ghost of twerking past

   Cardi has awoken to the cold silent night it was 3 am, or known as crabby pattie time. The crabby patties lettuce would be fresh and crisp from the Krusty crabs. The tomatoes would be cut from the finest leaf of the plant. Cardi's eyes fluttered open her hazel hues scanning the area finding a craving for a crabby pattie. Arising from her slumbers her eyelashes bat aginst her cheek her vision sharpening. She clearly heard a clap in the midst of the night and with the second clap of its cheeks the door opened. In full silent swift moment, the clapping sound grew louder as the figure approached. "I am the ghost of twerking past," said she.

The ghost of twerking past wore long Inigo twintails with violet spheres attached at the ends. Her eyes were as black as the midnight sky and stared deep into cardi's tormented soul. A regretful tormented soul with a past Cardi did not want to remember that this sprit would long remind her of. "Are you the one who's been haunting me these past few nights within my dreamworld?" All that was heard was the clap of the sprits cheeks in response. Feeling herself start to tremble to see her sleep paralysis demon she spoke quivering, "This anit it cheif" Cardi broke out into run footsteps littering the room but the ghost of twerking past only followed with but twice the viger.

With a clap of its cheeks and a couple more it grabbed cardi and with that same power of cheek clapping they were in the air. The ghost of twerking past yoinking opens the window flying it's self and Cardi out into the void. This void was the sky, the sky that was set ablaze with ombre burning through the dawn of early morning. The ghost of twerking past held cardi as it's purple locks wistped in the frostbitten wind. All Cardi had wanted that day was a single crabby pattie yet here she was facing her utmost inner demon. All in a flash the memories came flooding back to her. The memories Cardi tried to bury and never be found. It was her mother, her dazzeling mother as radiant as the sun smiling down on her. Her mother, the one as beauiful as the moon and stars, looking at the young Cardi teaching her to twerk. Waking from the horrific flash back cardi stared at the purple sprit "This is the past you left behind, why is it that you strayed from this" The ghost of twerking past inquired glancing at Cardi heistently. To this cardi did not answer and once again they flew through the crisp air. Biting down her fear Cardi answered "I've changed since that advertisement for soda! I...I have a new dream now" The sprit's expression morphed in an instant "Alas no! You must not- Mother warned you!" Cardi shook her head continueing "I want to join the Backyardigans!" The ghost of twerking pasts hands dug into its long purple locks "It seems I've come too late! You cannot join a cartoon just like that!" The spirt was in a frenzey as Cardi said only one word in response. "Bet" Cardi was about to do the unthinkable, say the unspeakble, and this time no could stop her. "I am Carigan Backyardigan" The ghost of twerking past began shaking in its boots, as it shreked in horror. "Don't say it!" But Cardi did say it, afterall she had long accepted her fate since the sprites arival. "I will become apart of nick junoir" and so her will to join the Backyardigans killed the ghost of twerking past. And Cardi became a new cast member of a children's program, the Backyardigans.