Since you seemed to like the first part, here's part 2.
FartBeasts - by Andrew Cameron Part 2
[Bus Stop]
Stan: Dude, Cartman was so lucky getting to be on Terrance and Philip. Kyle: No way! He'll get farted on all the time! Stan: Oh. Kyle: Yeah, he'll come back smelling like a fart! [They laugh] Chef pulls up in his car Chef: Hello children. Stan and Kyle: Hey Chef. Chef: How's it going? Stan: Bad. Chef: Why bad? Stan: Well, Cartman won the Terrance and Philip contest. Chef: Why's that bad for you? Stan: Well he'll come back smelling like a fart. Chef: Oh. Er...well, see you in school. Stan and Kyle: Bye Chef. Chef drives away. Stan: Well, that was short. Mr. Mackey appears. Kyle: Mr. Mackey? What are you doing here? Mr. Mackey: I'm glad I found you boys, mmkay? Do you know where Eric is? I need to find him, that genetic engineer guy said that there's a bunch of mad farting mimicking creatures loose in South Park, mmkay? Stan: Woah, dude! Kyle: Yeah, that's pretty heavy! How did THAT happen? Mr. Mackey: Well, they mimick what they see, mmkay? And the first thing they saw was Terrance and Philip, and they made their escape by flatulating. Stan and Kyle look shocked. Stan: So why do YOU want to find CARTMAN? Mr. Mackey: Because, boys, he holds the answer to why, why we should all just calm down and not fart, mmkay? My fart counselling training would be a benefit to the town, and combined with Eric's knowledge, we might just have a chance! We are the only ones who can save South Park from these creatures, the only ones who can stop their awesome force, overpower them and come through victorious! Stan and Kyle look blank. Mr. Mackey: Basically, Eric's the expert on farting, mmkay?
[Terrance and Philip set]
Cartman: I'm telling you guys, stop farting in my face already! Some guy: Telephone call for Eric Fatass Cartman! Cartman: AY! Cartman is handed the phone. Cartman: Hello? Stan: Dude, Mr. Mackey's looking for you, South Park is in trouble, and only you and your big fat ass can save us! Cartman: Yeah, very funny Stan, now go away, a star is being made here! Stan: No, I'm serious, it's another one of Maphesto's creations, running amock! Cartman: Stan, you have to stop being so jealous, and learn to cope with the fact that I'm the one with the talent, and that you're just a suck-ass-piece-of-crap-loser! Stan: Suit yourself, dude, for now, but we're coming to get you. For once, we actually need your help! Cartman: Oh yeah? I'd like to see you-- Cartman is grabbed by several men and dragged off.
[Maphesto's Lab]
Cartman appears. Maphesto: So, you made it. Cartman: Eh? What the hell is going on here? I'm trying to make a television programme goddammit! Maphesto: That doesn't matter, South Park is in danger from farting-mad beasts, and we know that you can stop them with your lard-ass. Cartman: AY! Stan: Yeah Cartman, we believe in you! Kyle: Yeah, come on dude, you could fart for Colorado! Dammit, you could fart for-- Cartman: Alright, alright, I'll save the town. It's at times like these I just don't feel appreciated enough.
[On the streets of South Park]
People are running from their homes, while farting noises go on inside.
Cartman: Oh man, that stinks! Kyle: Hey, this is kinda funny, really? Stan: Yeah.
Two of the mad mimicking creatures appear behind Stan and Kyle. Cartman farts, killing the creatures.
Stan: Woah, what was that? Kyle: I think Cartman's fart was powerful enough to kill those things! Stan: Cool, so all you have to do now Cartman, is fart on every one of those creatures and you'll be the hero! Cartman: If you think I'm going to fart enough to kill a generation of fart-beasts, then you can kiss my ass! Kyle: I'll kick you f**king fatass and break both of your f**king legs if you don't! Stan: Yeah dude, we NEED you!
[Elsewhere on the streets]
Jimbo and Ned have guns, and are hiding under some sandbags.
Jimbo: OK Ned. I'll go out there now, and then, when I give the signal, you come out as backup! Ned: MmmmJust like the old daysmmmm. Jimbo: Yup, ol' buddy! OK, I'm ready! Ned: MmmmGo go gommmm!
Jimbo throws on a gas mask, and runs out, firing wildy. He hits several innocent passers-by, then gives the signal to Ned. Ned runs out.
Ned: MmmmDiemmmm!
[The Mayor's stand]
Mayor: There's noting to worry about, people! Just calm down, everything's being taken care of! Stan: Hey you guys, look! The big megaphone there! If Cartman farts enough into that, then it'll be broadcast all over South Park! Cartman: Stan, I know we're only eight years old, but if you think I'm doing something as immature as farting into a megaphone at a time like this, then I'm gonna kick you in the--
Stan kicks Cartman in the nuts. Cartman dances around in pain, while Kyle and Stan laugh.
Cartman: You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!
Cartman chases Stan and Stan runs up to the megaphone. Stan: Up here fatass! Cartman runs after Stan, as fast as he can. Stan waits for Cartman. Cartman: OK, that's it. I'm gonna kill you now Stan, no excuses this time. This...is... Cartman drops with exhaustion. Kyle: Cartman's dead! What are you gonna do now? Stan: He's not dead, he's just tired. Maybe nature will take it's course. Cartman's body lets rip an ENORMOUS fart, which goes into the megaphone and kills all of the creatures in South Park.
Townspeople: YAY!!!! Stan: Dude! Cartman saved the day! Kyle: Yeah, and he didn't even have to move. Stan: And you know? I think I've learned something today. All the townspeople gather around the podium, and makes his speech into the megaphone. Stan: It doesn't matter if someone doesn't have faith in themselves. If someone has enough faith in them, then that's all that's needed to bring out the creative and helpful energy that can, ultimately, make the difference between life and death. Kyle: That's beautiful dude. Mayor: And I'd like to invite all you wonderful kids to a celebratory dinner tonight, to celebrate the saving of South Park!! Cartman recovers. Cartman: Dinner? Kick ass!!
[Celebratory Dinner]
Kyle, Stan and Cartman are sitting at a long table eating.
Cartman: This sucks! The other nine courses were nice, but this one tastes like ass! Kyle: Of course it tastes like ass! It's rump steak! Cartman: Rump steak?? You mean I'm eating ass right now?? Kyle: That's about the size of it. Stan extends his arms to full length. Stan: No dude, THIS is about the size of it! Cartman: AY! There is the meow sound of a cat. Cartman looks under the table. Kitty is there. Cartman: No Kitty, this is my--actually, you can have my ass Kitty. Cartman throws Kitty the rump steak. Cartman: Well, today sure was satisfying. Stan: Yeah, we saved the town, AND got a huge meal! Cartman farts. Kitty runs out from under the table. Cartman: GODDAMMIT!!!!! Kyle and Stan laugh.
[Fin]
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