Okay, I went to sleep one night, and I had a dream specifically about this! So I was like, 'OMG, I have to put this on !' of which is what I'm doing now. I hope you guys like it, cuz it'll be a bit long. I'm really starting to wonder if I'm an idiot, cuz this'll be the 4th or 5th story that'll have more than one chapter in it that I'm writing. =_= Damn it… Whatever.

I do not own South Park in any way, shape, or form. Trust me, it would be banned from television if I did. If there is anything in this story that is related or has the same name as something else, I did not know or have forgotten because I am currently going brain-dead. Thank you for your time. Please enjoy.

Epilogue

A young, small woman with a head of fiery red hair ran down a small meadow in the dead of the night, palace guards close behind her. "Stop her! Don't let the prince get away!" she heard them yell, trying to keep up with her. But, even with her bulky suitcase, she was still quicker than they were.

She sighed in relief as she reached the border and quickly paid for her ticket to cross the seas to America. 'Where I can start over…' she thought. With that last thing in mind, she boarded the large ship just in time.

The trip took a long time, and it was very lonely considering she was by herself. But, she stood her ground, not wanting to falter and give up so soon. After an agonizing 3 months, she finally reached America. Her first thing was to exchange her foreign money to American money. And to her surprise, she got quite a lot from 545 Celetopian dollars. "A-are… are you quite sure this is how much I'm supposed to have?" she asked.

"As much as I'd hate to admit it, yes. From what you have given me, you now have $5,450,000. I suggest you spend it wisely, since this is America and all…" the clerk said.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, you'll find out…"

The young woman hesitantly left, wanting to know more but deciding against it. She still had a lot of things to do. The next thing was to find a place to stay.

That didn't take long either, considering how every place she went was willing to offer space for a millionaire. Finding a nice, small, inexpensive apartment, she went on to her next task: starting a new life.

It took a long time, 6 months exactly, but she did it. Now, she was married to a nice man named Gerald Brofloski and had a new residence in New Jersey. Then, when she got pregnant, she decided to move to a small town called South Park in Colorado.

Oh yeah. This girl's name is Sheila. And this story isn't about her. It's about her son, Kyle.

END

Totally crappy epilogue but I've never had to write one before, so I think I've done about as well as I can.

Next Chapter Preview: Fast-forward to 16 years later, on Sheila's son, Kyle's, birthday. It's all going so well until the Secret Services from her past life come and take him away. It's time for the truth to come out.