Mr Ratburn Has Tourettes Chapter 7, an arthur fanfic

Mr. Ratburn has Tourettes

By NocturneD

Note: As you thought I couldn't possibly push out one more chapter after the last one, here is the final chapter of this story. Oh and to Sbfan, you complain like a pussy to me again you'll regret it.

Final Chapter

Arthur and his classmates look at the clock eagerly as one hour remains until school is let out for the summer. Everyone made plans for the summer with Arthur and his family going to go visit his hillbilly uncle he recently discovered he had and didn't know about, Buster as usual going to sit infront of the tv, Francine taking part in the summer Olympics program for students, Muffy shopping, Brain sitting in his room calculating how long it would take to splice a pig and an elephant DNA, George going with his dad hunting with the NRA gun club, and you can probably figure out what every one else is going to do. Mr. Grange, the replacement teacher of Mr. Ratburn actually had a fun time teaching though it was for only a short while since Mr. Ratburn's passing. The children seemed to like him as he really didn't go full into the lesson plan like Mr. Ratburn would, except for Brain.

Mr. Grange looked up at the clock, fully knowing what the kids were thinking about, he coughed to get their attention well most of them, "Excuse me children but I would like to take this final hour to do an activity with you." The class moaned, "Now kids, it's a simple assignment." He stood up and walked towards the door, "Since I know you are all waiting to leave, how about we make a deal? We go outside for the last hour and play some kick ball?" Truth was, the kids found Mr. Grange more fun than actually serious, it was pretty unanimous they all wanted to go outside to get this school year of hell over with, "Just bring whatever you have going home with you outside so you can have a jump start on leaving." The class erupted in cheers and took whatever and ran outside to the baseball field waiting for Mr. Grange.

The last hour flew by so quickly as everyone had fun, except for Binky who got kicked in the nuts by Sue Ellen and everyone laughed. Even Binky though he was holding onto his crotch and it really hurt him for to stand up. Mr Grange looked at his watch to find that there were ten minutes still left until they had to go home, "Children gather around." he waved them in, "I just want to say it was an honor working with you and... Buster stop picking your nose..." Buster stopped shoving his finger up his nose, "Now, I just want to take the last ten minutes in silence to remember Mr. Ratburn for all his work in raising you. So please give, when you come back in September give the same respect to your new teacher that you gave Mr. Ratburn."

Francine raised her hand, "We don't have any respect for Mr. Ratburn."

"Oh..." Mr. Grange put his hands in his pockets, "Well let's just go around the circle and talk about what you remember the most about him."

"He called me an ass faced bitch." Binky raised his hand.

"He told me I can go to Jolly Pirate's Donuts and take a two hour tour shit for all he cared." George then spoke up next.

"He called me a faggot." Buster spoke up.

"He told me a story about a porcupines balls, they're small and don't give a shit!" Sue Ellen said.

"He told me about Dom Deluise, a famous chef... who sits at home with his ass up his ass!" Arthur raised his hand.

"Okay I think I get the idea kids..." Mr. Grange stopped the circle from going any further, "I think I want to shed some light on this tourettes syndrome. It's different with people who have, some can shake uncontrollably, others do something else like snap their fingers for a certain time, some say things, apparently Mr. Ratburn had some weird uncontrollable thing that makes him swear a bunch of times so meaning... he's trying to censor himself but his tourettes make him blurt out what he's trying not to say... Tourettes isn't contagious, but it can be passed down from parent to child..." The kids scratched their heads, Binky scratched his ass instead, "You have to admit you did have some fun with Mr. Ratburn didn't you?" The kids nodded, and after that conversation the kids went home.

Arthur and his friends hung out at the sugar bowl after school and talked about their summer plans, unfortunately Arthur wasn't proud of what his summer was going to contain. Another hour later he went home to find out that tv was free, taking the chance he turned it on and started watching the Dark Bunny show. Probably ten minutes into the show, his mother walks in and says, "Arthur, I hate to tell you but your sister DW had to go to the doctor's office this morning because she was acting peculiar the past few days." Arthur had to admit it, DW was acting funny the past few days with blurting weird things out she wouldn't normally say. "So I want you try and not take anything she says to heart no matter how offensive alright?"

DW walked in looking normal until, "The fuck you looking at?" She looked at the TV, "Arthur you fucking dipshit give me the remote!"

Arthur didn't know what to make of this, as this sounded pretty familiar, DW looked up at the picture hanging over the fireplace of Grandpa Dave in his military outfit he used to wear back in his days in the service as he held a tuba, "Who's the faggot with the tuba?"

"That's grandpa!" Arthur shouted.

"DW try to watch your mouth!" Jane tried to keep calm.

"OH SHIT! SORRY!" DW grunted.

Jane turned to Arthur and explained, "DW is diagnosed with the same syndrome as your teacher Mr. Ratburn."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Arthur raises his arms up in the air as the camera circles its way around him.

"SHUT UP YOU PUSSY!" DW shouted, "AND STOP TOUCHING YOUR DICK!!"

Arthur then wondered, "No... it can't be..."

The end...

"PISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!" DW shouted again.

The end... for real this time...

Note: Wow, another half assed chapter but I finally ended this thing with a surprise ending. Hope you enjoyed this story, and to the people who are acting like assholes towards this, its just a story written for dumb entertainment. I'll change the rating in due time so take that question and shove it up your butt if you wanted to point that out. As for everyone else who loved this, thank you all.