I Know What You Did Last Week - Part 5 by Andi
(Cafeteria) (Most of the kids are gathered at one table) Nora: Okay, first, we need a plan. Wendy: A plan? Stan: Yeah, dude, a plan to form the resistance! Kyle: Well, what can we do? Nora: Um, we can, like, not follow the scripts, do everything weird, and screw up in the episodes to piss off Matt and Trey. Maybe then, if we make them mad enough, they can ban all South Park fanfics from being written! Kenny: Mmmph rmmf! Cartman: Hey, yeah. That sounds pretty sweet! Clyde: What does the script say we do now? Bebe: Let me check. (flips through) Okay, here it is. Scene 5. Nora is busy sharpening her large collection of hunting knives. (the kids turn to stare at her) Nora: What?.. They're my Uncle's. Kyle: What else does it say? Bebe: It says, Nora: Evil laugh. Just wait till Tubby sees what I have in store for him. Muahahaha. Fade out. Stan: Dude, Andi sucks at writing! ((I HEARD THAT!!)) Stan: Whoops.
(Bus stop.) (It's not the scamp's bus stop, but Nora, Tweek, Clyde, Pip, and Wendy's.) Nora: Okay. (looks at script) Okay, um, yeah. (in monotone voice) Just wait till Tubby sees what I have in store for him. Wendy: (monotone) Oh, no. I wonder what she is up to. Clyde: (monotone) Whatever it is, it can't be good. Dude. Weak. Tweek: Ahhhhh!!!! Weaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhk!!! Pip: (glances at the others) Chaps, don't you think you're taking this resistance thing a bit too far? All but Pip: SHUT UP, YOU LIMEY BITCH! Pip: Right-o. (Miss Crabtree pulls up) (The five get on. Wendy sits next to Bebe, Clyde sits next to Token, Pip sits by.. Himself.. And Nora sits next to Tweek. They turn around to face Stan, Kyle, Kenny, and Cartman.) Wendy: We think we got alot of progress done! Look what we did to the script! (she hands it to Stan) Stan: (he and Kenny begin reading it) Hey, yeah! This is pretty good! Token: We just need one more drastic turn, we'll piss off all fic writers, Matt and Trey, and boom! No more fanfics!! Kids except Pip: Hooray!! Pip: Uh, chums, don't you think-- Kyle: Dude, just shut the Hell up! Nobody likes you! Pip: (sighs) Yes.. (sentimental piano music starts to play) Pip: I just wish that someone would be my friend.. (wipes away a tear) And maybe.. (he puts on a bright red wig) The sun will come out, tomorrow! Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be sun! Bebe: What the Hell is a bottom dollar? Nora: (shrugs) (Pip is now running up and down the aisles of the bus in a polka-dotted dress, still singing)
(The bus drops the kids off in front of South Park Elementary) (Pip rushes out first, happily) Pip: Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I'll love ya, tomorrow-- (out of nowhere, an anvil drops on Pip, leaving him temporarily unconscious) Pip: (mumbling from under the anvil) Tomorrow.. ((Hey, somebody had to do it!))
To be continued..
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