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Hi guys! I'm back in the South Park fandom! I'm back in this fandom for an estimated two-three months (possibly longer). Sorry for not anything South Park for the past...five months? I'm going to try to update on 'Together Once More' and 'A Heiman Story', but give me some time to read them, I forget what I wrote about in them. It's short but it's more or less conversational. Also, it's space out to make it easier to read now!
The Stan, Kenny, Kyle, and Cartman were all grown-up, in better words, they were adults, they were each married, had kids, and everything that came with that (Butters was too, but all well he isn't in this story). They were all hanging out. Kenny slumped down in the chair he was sitting in, his friends noticed this.
"What's wrong Kenny?" Stan asked.
"It's Kayla." Kenny muffled through his signature orange parka. Kayla was his daughter.
"She sick or something?" Kyle asked.
"No, it's just, I'm worried that she'll be like me, you know; die all the time like I did when we were all nine." Kenny replied.
"Dude, she hasn't done that shit yet, so why are you worrying now?" Stan asked, "I haven't heard Lily mention, 'Oh my God, they killed Kayla.'" Lily was Stan's daughter.
"And I don't think I heard Levi say, 'You bastards!' either." Kyle added.
"Good times, good times." Cartman said.
"When I died?" Kenny asked.
"Yeah, we were nine then you poor piece of shit." Kenny was no longer poor but Cartman still talked all of that kind of stuff.
"So you would rather go back to your childhood than have Alex." Alex was Cartman's son.
"Yeah, I don't even get as much attention from Heidi anymore ever since he was born, something about him being our son or something, it isn't fucking right!"
"Shut up fat ass." Kyle told Cartman.
"You shut up Jew." Cartman replied.
"Here we go again." Stan said.
"They're even worse than Levi and Alex." Kenny responded.
"WE ARE NOT!" Cartman and Kyle yelled in unison.
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My first returning story, I told you it's short. My cousin read this on DA and was surprised that I used 'bad words', and to think, she's four years older than me and using that phrase still. Anyway, bye for now!