Being ill, bordem and one to many medicines gets your mind going. And in response to Slightly Askews typing to my last fanfic. The only way you can get a half decent piece of fanfic is by adding personality (Or whatever the hell you said) Cuz you can't 'see' the writing in animation (Unless your bored and create it yourself) If you are bored and create it, GET A LIFE YOU SAD, SAD PERSON.
*WARNING* Some people may find that this fanfic has no story line. If you do, in the immortal words of Cartman: SCREW YOU HIPPIE!
Kenny's Brother
{Bus Stop} Stan: Dude, have you recovered from your experience with that strange dude who lives on top of the hill and has that strange monkey thing called kevin? Cartman: I think so, I'm not to sure. {Kyle has a strange look on his face} Stan: What's up Kyle? Cartman: Maybe he didn't pray to his god last night and his mom told him off. {kenny laughs} Kyle: SHUT UP CARTMAN! And I pray to the same god as you do! Cartman: I don't pray to no goddamn hippie god! Kenny: Hpmhpmphphpmphppmphpmh. (Do you want to know which god I pray to?) Stan: Kenny, we all know you pray to the sex godess, in hope you acctually *do* get laid, so give the peresness a rest. Kyle: Sweet! I have a friend who can talk proper! {the bus pulls up} Mrs. Crabtree: C'mon kids, we're running late. again. Stan: We're always running late you whore. Mrs Crabtree: WHAT DID YOU SAY?! {the birds in her hair go balistic} Stan: I said, we're always running late, you whore. Mrs. Crabtree: OK. {they walk to the back.} Kyle: Sweet! That's twice! Stan: I know.
{Classroom}
Mr. Garrison: Ok, class. Today we have a new pupil. {Cartman mumbles something.} Her name is Kennyea Cartwoman. {A plump girl, wwaering a parker round her face , a red one, walks in and sits next to Kenny} Cartman: What the hell? Kenny: MMhphpmmphpmphppmppphm. (If your mom is as sexy as you, where do you live?) Kennyea: Hppmpmphmphppmpphpmphp. Stan: Dude! Did you see that?! Kyle: Yeah, she's overweight and speaks like kenny. Maybe her, Kenny and Cartman are related. Cartman: I AM NOT RELATED TO SOME POOR PERSON!
{Cartmans house}
Cartman: Mom, who is my mom? Mrs. Cartman: Well, uh, well. Along time ago, I stuck my hoo hoo in her chaa- Cartman: I KNOW THAT PART! WHOS GADDAMN CHAA CHAA DID YOU STICK YOUR HOO HOO IN????? Mrs. Cartman: A nice woman called Mrs. McCormack. Cartman: AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! {He throws himself out the window.}
{Bus stop}
Stan: Cartman are you ok? Cartman: Yes please very much thank you. {His face is pale and he hasn't had a bath in at least four days.} Kyle: Your screwed Cartman. Cartman: Hpphm UP HIPPIE! Stan: What the hell was that? Cartman: Hpmhmph, SHUT UP HIPPIE. Stan: Dude, your speaking like, Kenny? {A duh-duh-duhhhhh sounds. Cartman runs off.}
{Kenny's house}
Cartman: Hello. I wish to speak with Mrs. McCormack Hphmh. Mrs McCormack: Hello, dear child. Cartman: About nine years ao did you screw a guy called Mr. Cartman. Mrs. McCormack: why, yes I did. And I gave birth to a plump little child called Cire. Cartman: {stares into nothingness.} Mrs. McCormack: Are you ok? Cartman: His name was Eric. And I'm....ERIC! Mommy! {He runs up and hugs her.}
{Bus stop}
Stan: Dude, ya think Cartmans ok? Kyle: he does this stupid thing every bloody day. He'll be fine. {Kenny and Cartman walk up, dressed completly the same.} Cartman: Hp[hpmphpmphpmphpmpphm? (What's up homeys?) Kenny: Hpphmhpmhmhp. (Their penises) {Cartman and Kenny laugh} Kyle: T-th-the-they-they'r-they're-t-th-the-s-sa-sam-same! Stan: Dude.
{School} {Kennyea walks up.} Kennyea: Hpphmphpphpmpph Cartman: Hpphmphpmpmphpmppph Kenny: Hphpmphppmphpmphpmp Cartman: Hpphmpphpm Kenny: Hpphmhmh {they all laugh. Stan and Kyle stand by the slide.} Stan: This is f*cked up right here. Kyle: No duh Stan. Stan: I mean, Cartman, Kenny and that new girl all related, This is like the twilight zone. {Damien walks in} Check it! Damiens back. Damien: All my brothers, I love thee. Kyle: He's screwed too. {When all the unsuspecting children walk over, he farts fire and they all burn} Stan: Nope, still insane, but cool. He killed Pip. Pip: Oh talley ho. I must say, it is rather hot. {He drops as a charred corpse} {Stan and kyle walk over to Damien.} Stan: Hey damien. Damien: Hello Stan, Kyle, where's the fat one? Kyle: Over there. {He pointed to the three hooded figures} He is no longer one of us. Stan: You know, he'll probably die. damien: I'll see him at home then. {He melts into the floor. Ike walks over to Stan and Kyle.} Kyle: Ike? Ike: Yes, Ike. Stan: Kick the baby? Ike: don't kick the baby. Kyle: Kick the baby! {He runs up and kicks Ike. He goes flying along and hit's Cartman.} Cartman: AY! Stan: Sorry poor ass. {Ike runs back over and pulls the two mystical triangles from his diaper.} Kyle: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! {Ike connects them} Ike: Ha, ready Kyle? Kick the brother. Kyle: No,no,no,no. Hey, look. Kenny and his friends have cookies! Ike: COOKIES! {He tomps over and trips. He lands on all three McCormacks} Stan: OH MY GOD!- Kyle: Say it later, we don't want to piss him off. Stan: Oh yeah. I have an idea! {They run off to Cartmans house.}
{Cartmans house.}
Mrs. Cartman: Yes boys? Kyle: Fat ass, I mean cartman gave us permission of get something. Mrs. Cartman: Sure boys. {They go up to Cartmans room} Stan: Dude, I found it! {he pulls out a walkie-talkie.} Hello? Robert Smith? Robert Smith: Yes, who is on my walkie talkie. Stan: It's Stan from South Park. Robert: You stole my Walkie-Talkie! Stan: No, that was fat ass, but he's dead. Robert: Ok. Stan: MECHA IKE HAS TAKEN OVER SOUTH PARK!
{street}
Anchor: And after almost a week after recovering from the shock of muclear bombing, pissed off turkeys, zombies, mecha streisland, a volcano, satan, a fat kid findong out his mom is his dad, it is back to {Mecha ike picks up a tall building and starts to sing with it} Ok, where's robert smith when you need him? {The mecha robert smith flies in} Chinese singing dude: Robert Smeeth, Robert Smeeth. Ned: HE'S COMING RIGHT FOR US! {shoots chinese guy.} Phew, I though we'd have to survive another episode with that damn singing. Chef: Thank you, that is just TORTURE! {smash mouth walk over (?)} They start singing nervous in the alley in the background.} Stan: Kick ass! Smash mouth and Robert Smith! Kyle: Who the hell are smash mouth? Stan: I dunno. {robert smith kicks Ike over onto a pile of buildings. Ike gets up and vomits all over Mecha Smith. Smash Mouth; Here he comes, suit shades car and a beeper, suger daddy pimp pushing fucking grim reeper...... Chef: {Pushes lead signer out the way.} Dammit man. If your gonna sing about some damn fifteen year old with a baby on the way, do it like this. I'm gonna take your virginity baby, oh yeah. You go into the bathroom, and I wait, and I wait, wait, wait, and wait somw more. You come out sayin''Oh chef, I'm soooo horny. I want your rod of pleasure' And I say ' Dang girl, you cut straight to the chase.' Your momma comes in and- {He notices everyone is looking at him and nothin is happening.} Steve Harwell: Dammit gimme back my mic. Who said anything about a fair life? {Every one starts running away again.} Stan: {holds his nose} Damn, is cartman still around? Kyle: Sweet! Robert, go for Ikes diaper. HE's taken a dump and that's his weak point. {Mecha Smith kicks Ike up the ass and the triangle pops out, all covered in turd.} Stan: Well, take it apart then. Kyle: No way dude! {chef grabs the mic stand and smashes it down onto it.} Stan: Dude! {Mecha Ika and Mecha Smth become normal again.} Kyle: Thanks again mr. Smith. Robert: No problems,. I JUST waNT MY WALKKIE TALKIE BACK! {He pulls it off Kyle.}
{Cemetary}
Vicar: We are gathered here to day to say farewell to our good friends, Kennith McCormack. Eric "Fat ass" Cartman and Kennithea Cartwoman. {a sign saying three hours later appears on screen} Vicar: Would anyone like to say a few words? Stan: Me and kyle would. {They walk Up.} OH MY GOD! THEY KILLED KENNY, CARTMAN AND KENNYEA! Kyle: YOU BASTARDS!
The End.
**************************************************************************** *********************** I drove my car to the top floor, and stood at the edge. When I woke up in heaven, looked down and no one cared But when you pulled your own trigger, they all gathered round to watch Cuz your the fonz **************************************************************************** ***********************