Dw Arthur Quotes

Look,” cried Buster. “Arthur just went into the witch’s house!” “She’ll probably put Arthur and D.W. into her oven, just like Hansel and Gretel,” said Sue Ellen. “Maybe she’s using them for weird scientific experiments,” said the Brain. “I bet she locked them in the cellar to starve,” said Buster. “Maybe we should follow him,” said Francine. “Maybe we should call the police,” said Muffy. Everyone was too scared to move.

When it came time to go trick-or-treating Buster knew which houses to skip. “Don’t go there,” he said. “They only give apples.” “Gross,” said Francine. “And don’t go to the big house on the corner,” said Buster. “That’s the witch’s house.” “My brother saw someone go in there last Halloween and he never came out.” Arthur tried not to look afraid. Arthur and his sister had trouble keeping up with the others. First D.W. got her tail caught. Then her bag broke. “You’re such a pain in the neck,” said Arthur. “D.W. must be short for Dim Wit.” But D.W. didn’t answer. Arthur turned around just in time to see her disappear into the witch’s house.

Arthur finished his doughnut as Mrs. Tibble opened the door and turned on the porch light. She gave Arthur and D.W. a big hug. “See you Saturday to rake leaves,” said Arthur. “You’re still alive!” said Francine. “I can’t believe you went in there alone,” said the Brain. “You’re so brave,” said Sue Ellen. “What’s in the bag?” asked Buster. “Probably eyeballs, hearts and brains!” said Francine. “It’s easy to find out,” said Arthur. “Just close your eyes and reach in unless you’re too scared.” “We’ve been to every house now. Can we take the shortcut home through the cemetery?” asked D.W. “The cemetery! On Halloween! Are you guys crazy?” asked Francine. “Follow me,” said Arthur as he marched ahead. “The cemetery is a great place. People are just dying to get in.

Arthur went home to think. He thought about turkeys while he did arithmetic. He thought about turkeys while he played the piano. And he thought about turkeys while he and D.W. did the dishes. “Boy,” said D.W. “If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.” The next morning, Francine, Muffy, and Buster stood before Arthur. They weren’t taking any chances. “Do we have a turkey?” they asked. Arthur just smiled.

The play was only six days away. Where would Arthur find a turkey? Arthur knew he could count on his family. “I’d love to be the turkey,” said his father. “But I have a dentist appointment that I don’t want to miss.” “The world is full of turkeys,” joked his mother. “You should be able to find one.” “I wouldn’t be caught dead in that outfit!” said his sister, D.W.

I’ll really miss you at Camp Meadowcroak this year, Arthur,” Buster said. “I wish I didn’t have to go on vacation with my family,” said Arthur. “There’ll be nothing to do and no one to do it with.” “You’ll have D.W.,” Buster said, smiling. “For a whole week.” “Don’t remind me,” said Arthur.

Well, we’re all packed,” Father said the next morning. “Where’s Arthur?” “He’s on the phone with Buster,” said Mother. “For the hundredth time,” D.W. added. “Before we leave,” said Father, “does anyone need to use the bathroom?” “This is your last chance,” said Mother. “Don’t look at me!” said D.W. “On our way at last,” Mother smiled. “A whole week of no cooking!” “And no dishes,” said Father. “A whole week without my best friend in the whole wide world,” moaned Arthur. “Once you’re at the beach, you’ll feel better,” Father said. “Are we there yet?” asked D.W. “I have to go to the bathroom.

We have the whole pool to ourselves,” said Arthur. “It’s a good thing, too,” said D.W. “Our bathtub is bigger than this!

No beach today!” D.W. announced the next morning. “I had a dream about Buster,” said Arthur. “Why don’t you write him a postcard?” Mother suggested. “Why don’t we all write postcards?” said Father. “But what do we write about?” said D.W. “We haven’t done anything yet!