My Little South Park

by zennec-fox

Chapter 8: Suddenly Remembering

1500 growled. "I'm not done yet!" she shouted, then pulled a lever, sending the Crusaders through a portal.

Cartman sighed with relief. "Oh, good, the town's ok," he said.
"Where are we?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"South Park," replied Stan, looking around. "And by the looks of things...outside Kenny's house."
Sweetie Belle teared up. "It would only be fair to tell his family what happened," she said, knocking on the door. Kenny answered, wearing his parka. Sweetie Belle gasped. "You're alive?!" she asked. Kenny nodded. Sweetie Belle hugged him. "But I watched you die!!" she said. Kenny's eyes widened as he removed his parka.
"Y-you remember?" he asked. The Crusaders nodded. "But...but how?! Nobody ever remembers!"
"Can we come in?" asked Kyle.
"No way," said Cartman. "He's too poor. Let's go to Douchebag's house."

"Hello, Douchebag," said Cartman.
"It's Dovahkiin," said Dovahkiin, obviously more talkative since he helped stop the Nazi Zombies.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, Douchebag," said Cartman. "Just let us in." Dovahkiin let the kids in.
The eight of them sat in Dovahkiin's room and explained everything to him. Dovahkiin nodded.
"So," said Kenny, "we're stuck here for a while."
"Well," said Dovahkiin, "there's not much I can do about it. Unless I can suddenly travel through dimensions by farting." The female Crusaders looked at each other in disgust.
"So the Changeling wins," said Kyle sadly.
"I guess so," said Cartman.
Sweetie hugged Kenny. "At least we're here, together."
"Except for Scootaloo," said Apple Bloom.
"...balls," said Cartman.

TO BE CONTINUED

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[I LIKE TO WRITE]

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[Ericcartmanlikescheese]

God has smiled upon you this day
The fate of a nation in your hands
And blessed it be the children
Who fight with all our bravery
'Til only the righteous stand
You see the distant flames
They bellow in the night
You fight in all our names
For what we know is right
And when you all get shot
And cannot carry on
Though you die, La Resistance lives on
You may get stabbed in the head
With a dagger or a sword
You may be burned to death
Or skinned alive or worse
But when they torture you
You will not feel the need to run
For, though you die, La Resistance lives on
Blame Canada, blame Canada
Because the country's gone awry
Tomorrow night, these freaks will fry
Tomorrow night our lives will change
Tomorrow night we'll be entertained
An execution, what a sight, tomorrow night
Up there there is so much room
Where babies burp and flowers bloom
Tomorrow night, up there is doomed
And so I will be going soon
Shut your fucking face, Uncle Fucka
You're a boner-biting bastard, Uncle Fucka
Looks like we may be out of luck
Tomorrow night, we're pretty fucked
Why did our mothers start this war?
What-the-fuck are they fighting for?
When did this song become a marathon?
(I want to be up there)
When Canada is dead and gone
They'll be no more Celine Dion
They may cut your dick in half
And serve it to a pig
And though it hurts, you'll laugh
And you dance a dickless jig
But that's the way it goes
In war you're shat upon
Though we die, La Resistance lives on
(I want to be up there)
Blame Canada, blame Canada, blame Canada

[zennec-fox]

why are people still reading this

[King Camelot]

This seemed a little rushed, but it's a good story. I especially like how you mentioned The New Kid. Can't wait to see what happens next.