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The following the insane adventures of a certain chubby Nazi and son of Satan, two new found friends, despised each other during childhood and team up with each other for some innocent little pranks. Little do they know, the start of their friendship leads a whole new road to utter mayhem.
The two boys embark on a twisted and crazy adventure that in the end, may turn out for the better, or maybe not.
~*Well. Here's the first part.
Its a little shaky and stuff, but I promise it'll get better 3
Enjoy. We work our asses off just for you. Remember that
by *Ninja-Noodles and blood-stream~*
the EPIC story team~*
Chapter 1: How to make a Jews life a living Hell.
Two bored teenagers were sitting around doing nothing on a late spring morning, the two hadn't made it until lunch and they were already bored out of their minds. The brunette was the first to break the dull silence by letting out a displeasing sigh
"well I'm bored." he stated plainly to his friend.
"Hmm, why don't we go to the beach then" suggested the raven haired boy.
The brunette groaned loudly, "I'd love to but I don't have a license!" he sighed.
An interesting grin came upon the dark haired boy's face, as a brilliant idea formed in his mind.
He then spoke "indeed we may not posses a license, but a certain Jew does!" the raven haired boy declared, only showing a wicked smile to the boy.
A wide grin appeared on the Nazi's face as he caught on easily to his friend's remark.
"Oh I see where you're going at." He smiled evilly as he appeared out from the shadows, revealing himself as the infamous, Eric Theodore Cartman who was known well in this town.
The dark haired boy gave him a pleasing smirk as his crimson eyes gleamed. He stepped into the light, identifying himself as the trouble maker of this town known as Damien Thorn Lucifer, the only true flesh and blood of the king of evil, the son of Satan.
"which is why we need to take action, show him we mean business by simply black mailing our little friend!" asserted the devil boy.
A sudden exciting snicker had escape from the chubby boy.
"this is going to be totally killer! We'll get the Jew to drive us there!" he claimed happily.
"Yes indeed..and then when the Jew is fast asleep, we shall dump him straight into the lake as well!" Damien added with an evil smirk.
The Nazi could only chuckled at this."aw, dude. I swear to god you're wicked!" He grinned.
"Well, I am the son of Satan after all." he assured the chubby boy.
The boy could only roll his eyes, smirking. "yeah yeah, I'm aware of that." he already comprehended in response.
"I know..." the devil dude said in assurance. "Everybody knows" he mumbled disappointingly to himself.
Indeed just about everyone in the town pretty much knew who this boy was. One simple glance at his crimson eyes, told anyone he was not human, but a beast of burden. Many called him devil boy, others called him as the freak of nature, The Prince of Darkness, the son of Satan, devil spawn, and half breed demon, while only a few called him Damien.
The devil boy sighed, glancing back at his brunette friend for a moment, remembering it has only been a month since the two became somewhat friends.
********Flash back********
One chilly South Park evening, the dark haired boy was on his way home from the hospital, it wasn't long until he spotted the certain brunette not far from sight.
"Cartman!" he called out hoping to catch the chubby boy's attention.
The Nazi turned around. "oh why isn't it his royal highness, the asshole of darkness, or my favorite saying, nature's freak experiment! what do you want devil boy!" he barked.
"I was wondering if it would be possible if I could have my job back" the devil boy inquired. What kind of job you say? The two teens had worked at a local cafe that had just opened just this year or so.
"Hmm I don't know, you sure have been off your ass for quite awhile." the Nazi declared with a taunting smirk.
"Cartman! please if you would understand my current absence was a honest mistake, you see, before I have fallen into a coma for over a year now!" Damien explained.
It was a moment before the brunette sighed in defeat.
Something about this boy just persuaded him, yet he didn't quite like that. Maybe he just felt sorry for this one asshole, who knows.
"Goddammit fine. But you better not go in a coma again anytime soon!" he warned.
Damien smiled in appreciation.
"Thank you, you will regret nothing of this. I promise, no more crazy shenanigans to miss work!" assured the boy.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." The Nazi said, rolling his eyes.
A few minutes had passed before the devil dude spoke again.
"so what have you been up to Cartman?" asked Damien
The brunette replied "Oh you know, the normal stuff. pissing off the Jew boy." he grinned.
"Ah yes I do enjoy the most out of pissing off that annoying little red haired pest." Damien nodded in agreement.
"duh! it's hilarious!"
Damien chuckled and nodded in agreement.
It was another moment before the dark haired boy was suddenly interrupted by a loud ring of a certain gadget in the pocket of his trench coat.
He pulled out his cell phone reading the message to himself. glancing back to the brunette with questions.
"Is Kenneth moving away?" he asked in a concerned tone.
"What? uh...yeah.. he is..." nodded the Nazi.
"I see" Damien said quietly.
First Trent and now his friend Kenny. The raven haired boy was only flabbergasted; this was too much news to adjust all in one day.
Cartman glanced down and furrowed his eyebrows.
"I don't want him to move.." he muttered.
"I know it's not right, I mean aren't his parents too unfortunate with wealth, to be on the move?" asked Damien.
"Yeah, they're fucking dirt poor, I don't even know how!" he replied.
Damien nodded and let out a depressing sigh. Unfortunately remembering something else that happened today.
The brunette raised a brow curiously "What's wrong!" he questioned.
"I do not know if you care to hear this, but Trent Boyett unfortunately took his life last night" he replied sadly.
Cartman nodded as well, "yeah I heard, goddammit..what the fuck is wrong with people these days?" he muttered angrily.
"Indeed so.."The dark haired boy said sadly before tearing up a bit. He turned away, wiping his tears before the brunette could noticed him.
Cartman of course, picked up on it right away.
"Dude..are you crying?" he asked, raising a brow.
Damien nodded knowing that he couldn't hide it anymore.
"Forgive me, I did not mean to grieve in front of you,...It's just... he was my best friend!" he claimed sadly wiping the rest of his tears away with his sleeve. You may indulge on calling me a pussy if that's what you wish.." the dark haired boy added with a laugh.
Cartman shook his head, "nah dude, it's alright. Ken was my best friend, though I never really treated him like he was" he shrugged.
"I suppose we all do out share of shitty things that were not quite proud of" he sniffed before shaking his head sadly now remembering that he was the one who put himself in a long deep unconsciousness. Just maybe if he wasn't so selfish of his own problems before, he might have saved Trent, he could only blame himself.
The brunette nodded, then shrugged it off. Cartman was still confused by the whole reason why Damien put himself in the hospital.
He glanced at the dark haired boy again "hey dude, why DID you put yourself in a coma anyway, there's a reason behind it, isn't there?" he asked curiously.
Surprised by the Nazi's concern, he answered. "I just really lost control one night, I almost burned my house down as well as coming close to assassinating myself in the process." he replied quietly.
Cartman blinked, and nodded slightly, "dude, that really sucks ass" he replied.
Damien nodded. "Indeed, I was so upset about the things I didn't have before and now I realize the things I had before me in life, are gone now. Somehow..I'm alright though" Damien assured. Somehow he felt stronger compared as he felt a part of Trent's spirit was with him.
"Well I guess if you're alright then it's all good" Cartman replied.
It was a moment till the boy realized something, this guy didn't seem like the usual fat bastard to care about him like that, so it brought the boy to curiosity.
The dark haired boy spoke. "Cartman I was wondering, why do we always despise one another?" Damien asked
He shrugged, "I dunno, everyone hates me so I hate everyone else, so I just thought I was supposed to hate you too." he replied.
"Hmm well how the higher class of the social food chain says it, you seem fairly cool to me..everyone hates me as well" he added with a laugh.
He smirked slightly and laughed, "well, I guess you're not too bad either.." he replied.
Damien nodded and smiled back.
"I guess we both came a long way from our childish selves" he simply stated. "I clearly remember myself as the brat who would destroy everything I touched" he smirked.
Eric shrugged and snickered, "ehhh...I'm still an asshole~" he laughed.
Damien laughed as well putting his hands in his pocket "who isn't an irritable asshole these days?"he said.
"These days? i've been an asshole my whole life" he replied with a smug grin.
"Well, you still seem cooler compared to seven years ago" Damien simply said
Cartman only shrugged, "hm, so the son of Satan thinks I'M cool~?" he asked.
Damien nodded "indeed, you have surpassed my impression of you" he smiled.
"Well, that's cool..I guess" he added in agreement.
"So why do you loath the one Jewish boy they call Kyle?" the devil dude asked changing the subject.
"Why wouldn't I? he's a goddamn Jew. And I hate Jews so fucking much!" he replied, crossing his arms in a huff. He had always hated Kyle ever since he could remember. And he intended on keeping it that way.
"yes, I do hate it when mortal subjects rub their religion in my face." The devil replied.
Cartman had laughed and shook his head, "no, not cause of that. I just hate Jews." he replied.
Damien response with a chuckle "I see" he said.
The brunette had nodded simply and the two snickered quietly at the thought.
**End Flashback**
"So what are we blackmailing him with?" the brunette piped up.
"Hmm no idea yet, but I assure you we can cook something up" Damien certified.
"well, I've got a ton of embarrassing photos of him that I use solely for blackmailing purpose" the Nazi started with a cheeky grin.
"Excellent! so where would this pesky little Jew be at this hour? Doesn't he know who he's dealing with?"
"Goddamn pussy is probably out doing some gay shit with his hippy boyfriend or some crap!" he muttered, crossing his arms.
"Well I will no longer sit here and wait around with idle conversation. I'm going over to trash his compartment right now till the infidel decides to show his face before me. This shall show the foolish boy once and for all who's is dominant!" Damien had replied with a dark look.
"uh...yeah, good idea!" the Nazi mumbled, scratching the back of his head.
"Well then to the Jew's house we shall go." The dark haired boy replied with a smirk
"alright then!"
So Cartman and Damien headed to a certain Jewish teen's place. Once they had arrived, the two had carefully climbed in through the window.
To their luck all of the day walker's valuables were out in the open, evil grins appeared on both their faces with possible devious thoughts of where to begin.
"Now then what shall we destroy first ?" asked the devil boy.
A wide smirk appeared across Cartman's face as he let his eyes scan around Kyle's room, looking for something, that would be valuable to their Jew friend.
Suddenly a wide grin appeared on the devil teen's face at the sight of a valuable object lying in place.
"Hmm that lap top looks awefully worn out.. perhaps I'll finish the job for our little friend!" Damien spoke, looking at the brunette innocently before getting to the deed, grabbing the lab top and smashing it hard against the wall repeatedly.
"Damn It sure could require allot of repairs!" he added before throwing it roughly to the floor, now with only with the remains left .
"oh never mind." He grinned evilly in searched for the next object.
"Oh a Nintendo Wii, I might just adjust that for him." He said with a twisted grin.
Cartman only stood there, laughing as he watched the darker haired boy.
"holy shit!" he laughed. He walked over and picked up a guitar beside Kyle's bed.
"...I'm sure Jew boy won't mind if I...remodel this for him" he grinned, smashing it into the wall and breaking it into little pieces.
At the same time the devil teen finished fucking up the day walker's game platform, he only sneered as he watched Cartman destroy Kyle's precious instrument.
Damien then got back to work, next smashing open Kyle's piggy bank. Mostly coins, and bills were scattered to the floor, his estimation, fifty dollars worth of the Jew's treasure.
He put a twenty dollar bill in his pocket and generously left thirty dollars worth for Cartman, the nazi did like his money more than anyone he knew.
"Why thank you wealthy Jew, how nice of you to share your fortune with us." Damien declared before noticing a baseball bat in the corner.
He smirked and grabbed the bat.
"Oh dear that television device seem's to have a crack in it. I'll just attend to fixing that!" he claimed swinging the bat hard against the TV screen ,as the broken glass scattered all over the floor by the teen's single effective hit.
The devil boy kicked over the TV and laughed, "That's better!" he claimed before he started to rip all of the Jewish boy's band poster's off the wall.
"Indeed these poster's are quite old and weary, surely he will have new once to replace soon." the dark haired boy chuckled to himself before walking over to where the red-head slumbers.
"Now to make the mortals bed." he added with a smirk, tearing up a pillow, as feathers flew everywhere.
Cartman grinned evilly and shoved the rest of the money in his grin widened as he walked over to Kyle's closet,
"Hey...I've got an idea..." he said, pulling out a pair of Kyle's boxers.
"Why don't we..tie all these to the flagpole at school..?" he snickered lowly with an evil gleam in his eyes.
"after all I'm sure Kahl won't mind~" he added
The dark haired boy was burning Kyle's homework to a crisp before he paused for a moment to adjust the brunette's idea .
"Brilliant! the infidel will indeed need a place to hang up his wardrobe. He said with a evil smirk before noticing a another pair of boxer's the brunette forgot to collect.
He picked them up showing Cartman his finding.
"Our little friend sure favors the design of mystical creatures and color spectrum's, place upon his own undergarments " taunted the devil dude with a straight face.
Eric eyed the boxers and put a hand over his mouth, trying desperately to hold back a laugh but failed miserably.
He glanced away and let out a laugh,
"holy shit what a fag!" he blurted out, covering his mouth to try and quiet himself down.
The devil dude chuckled before speaking again.
"Well we best be leaving now, our Jewish friend shall be arriving to his domain momentarily" he stated before grabbing some of Kyle's dorky boxers, and heading to the window.
It was a moment before he turned his head in question.
"Coming?" he asked the brunette.
Cartman paused, "yeah..in a sec.." he trailed off, grabbing one of Kyle's precious school books. "alright~" he grinned, following behind Damien quickly.
The two escaped the house just in time and quickly scurried away.
All of a sudden the devil boy was interrupted by getting another message on his cellphone.
"Was that Kahl?" asked the Nazi
The devil boy nodded. "The Jew said go ahead, make his life a living hell" he spoke before grinning again.
"well then, I presume this boy does not care what trouble is upon him." he said, putting the phone back in his pocket.
"Hmm perhaps this makes things more interesting after all" he devil thought to himself, pressing a finger against his chin.
Cartman rolled his eyes, "stupid Jew, I should have known he would go and act all tough" he muttered then shrugged,
"oh well~ it'll be more fun to have someone helping me instead" he grinned, as they made their way towards the school.
The devil teen sneered. "very well then, let the reign of chaos begin!" he claimed making his way over to the pole, loosening the string next pulling the rope as the flag slowly came down.
Half way he paused for a moment, smirking at something he just noticed before him.
"It appears our little friend has imprinted his own initials on these briefs before us..this boy truly is the one you call a fag." Damien stated.
Cartman trotted over to Damien to have a look,
"Jesus tap dancing Christ!" he blurted out, laughing at the sight.
A smug look appeared on his face as he tied a few pairs of Kyles boxers onto the flagpole as the devil boy held the rope tight.
"Indeed. is this the only flagstaff made?" he asked watching Cartman brilliantly tied the day walker's boxers on the pole.
"Nah dude, these poles are all over South park!" the mischievous Nazi replied.
This suddenly gave the dark haired boy of an ingenious idea.
"There are a certain amount of poles all over this incorporated community correct? Well then, know what I propose?" He said evilly.
Cartman tied the boxers on then glanced at Damien, a sheepish grin appearing on his face,"oh. I know EXACTLY what you're thinking' dude~" he chuckled.
Damien glanced back his grin became even bigger as he spoke
"And so all the town folks shall discover the little Jews, faggy tighty-whities placed up high upon the tall poles." His red eyes shimmered.
The devil teen then finished the job pulling the rope, watching the boxers rise up to the top. This beautiful disaster was sure accomplished by the power of team work.
Cartman grinned ear to ear, " I'm sure it' will brightened up this crappy-ass town too~"he snickered as he watched those boxers ascend upward.
"well, shall we get to work then~?" he asked with a smile of satisfaction.
Damien grinned evilly. "indeed, lets" the devil dude nodded in agreement.
So the mischief makers headed down town with the one goal of making the Jews life a living hell, as the boys warned Kyle earlier. Man this was gonna be one fucking awesome prank.
All of a sudden The brunette paused for a moment as he felt his cell phone vibrate, "hold on a second" he muttered, taking the phone out of his pocket, he flipped it open and glanced down at the text.
"GOD DAMMIT. SON OF A BITCH." he growled shoving the cell phone into his pocket again.
"What's is this dilemma that's causing your frustration now?" asked the devil boy.
"God damn Jew is so full of shit!" he growled
"you know its not even fucking funny when he plays along!"he said cursing under his breath, crossing his arms.
"I'm sure we can get under the Jew's skin, we just need to plot something that's more effective, that's all"Damien assured him.
"Hopefully something big, stupid Jew is pissing me off!" he sighed heavily.
"Hmm, those humiliating photograph's you spoke of recently, will perhaps go precisely well published in the academy's record album" the raven haired boy claimed before noticing Kyle's good school book's in one of Cartman's arm's. "what kind of possession do you hold in thy clutches?" Damien asked curiously.
Cartman smiled slightly, "hmm.. I think that's a pretty sweet idea~" he agreed then glanced down at the book in his arm and smiled again,
"oh this thing? Kahl goes nuts whenever I take his books away, that nerdy little Jew!" he muttered.
Damien laughed at Cartman's remark.
"he's quite the little Jewish book worm isn't he?" the devil boy stated.
The Nazi nodded. "yeah any smart ass like Kahl is a big loser. All he ever cares about is being the best in class, fuck I hate him!" Cartman bellowed out angrily.
"Well then ,if the Jewish fiend does not engage on escorting us to the beach by primary transportation, then I'm sure we could always acquire some assistance elsewhere, perhaps from your elder guardian." assured the devil dude.
The brunette replied then nodding in agreement. "yeah, mah mom will drive us. You know what? Screw Kahl! I'm going to the beach!" he huffed, throwing his arms up.
Damien spoke again, "however if we can get the boy in some sort of a dilemma with his own potential caretakers, we may succeed" he added.
Cartman nodded again and thought for a moment.
"but..what would be bad enough to get Kahl in trouble with his bitch of a mom?" he asked, crossing his arms as he thought.
"I mean it seems being a big ginger Jewish, Jersey fag already doesn't work well enough"
"Perhaps we shall get him caught in the act somehow" Damien suggested thinking of possible ideas.
Cartman started pacing back and forth,
"but, what should he get caught doing...?" he thought out loud.
"Hm,think to the past,what kind of sort of trouble did you encounter to get the Jew boy in?" questioned the devil dude.
He stopped and thought for a moment,
"well.." he started, "there was a time I gave Kahl AIDS because he laughed at me, and then he got in trouble for it after, and a crap load of other times where I've sucked up to his bitch of a mom to get him in trouble" he said.
" Aids? well how amusingly absurd." he chuckled "how indeed did you cure oneself in the process of doing so?" inquired the prince of darkness with a grin of interest on his face.
He chuckled slightly and nodded, "well it's simple actually, who knew injecting yourself with large amounts of cash, would cure aids~" he said
"I've also obtained the idea of cropping the mortal's dreadlocks. a simple sharp instrument should do the trick quite nicely!" Damien spoke after a while.
Cartman rolled his eyes and laughed," we could do that!" he replied with a grin.
"Very well, we shall continue with our schemes while the day is light,then we shall strike by night fall!" declared Damien.
"I'm with you dude~" he nodded in agreement, following the darker haired boy with a grin.
So the dude's succeeded there master plan, putting Kyle's underwear all over town. Every flag was replaced with a happy effect of bright rainbow unicorn boxers.
Cartman grinned evilly,"yeah~ I think it brightens the town up more" he replied with a laugh.
"Indeed it does." Damien beamed.
"well then, night fall is approaching, and I got the utensils we require" he said twirling around a pair of sharp scissors, simply with his pointer finger.
"we shall soon be able to perform act three" he declared as his vermillion shaded eyes gleamed.
"Aw dude, this is gonna be fucking sweet~ I've been waiting to get back at the Jew bitch for a while now!"he scowled. If there was one person he despised, it was Kyle's stupid bitch of a mom.
All of a sudden the moment was then interrupted, when Damien got a text on his phone that made his eyes widen in disbelief
This caught Cartman's attention. "what is it dude?" he questioned in wonder.
"Kenneth returned and so has Trent!" Damien broke out in astonishment.
Cartman blinked, giving him an odd look."this ain't some sick joke is it?" he asked.
Damien shook his head. " negative, as unbelievable as it seems this matter is true. Kenneth is back, and Trent is alive! Life can be quite full of surprise's sometimes, but apparently, it does always get better over worse" The devil dude claimed happily.
Cartman smiled very slightly, "well then, I guess that's pretty awesome" he replied.
A amusing laugh then escape from the devil dude, leaving the brunette in curiosity.
"What?... what so funny? " He asked
"Kenneth has just informed me that he's seen our flag. Why, the Jew boy's underlings will be the amusement of everyone"~* he chuckled.
"Of course it will be!~" the brunette grinned.
It was a moment before Damien spoke
"so, are you prepared to get down to business then?" asked the raven haired boy.
"Ready? I'm always ready!" the Nazi smirked.
So the two trouble makers headed over to the Broflovski's residence.
Damien quickly checked each door around the house
only to shake his head.
"every acceptable entrance, is secured to our advantage, will have to engage in encountering a unlatched porthole, for possible access." the Prince of darkness claimed.
Cartman looked around, and pulled a ladder out of the bushes.
"I sneak into the Jew's house all the time" he grinned, setting the ladder up against the house nears the boy's parent's bedroom window.
"I see, your potential skills at the art of burglary, are very impressive!"~* . Damien complemented as his brunette friend climbed up the ladder, first.
The chubby teen lifted the window then climbed in quietly; a moment later he gave his dark haired friend the signal that the coast was clear. Damien climbed up the ladder, and joined him, carefully not making the slight of sound.
"So I presume you want to be the one to take vengeance upon thee Jew fiend's mother, Damien asked quietly climbing in the window.
"Yes, like the fucking fat kike bitch she is!" he seethed into a whisper.
"Very well" whispered Damien, taking out two pairs of scissors from his trench coat pocket.
Cartman gladly took the scissors, quietly and carefully making his way over to Mrs. Broflovski, staring her down angrily before he lowered the scissors towards her hair, snipping a piece off.
"...whoops~" he whispered with a smirk appearing on his face as he snipped another piece off, then another, and another.
Damien proceeded to do the same with Mr. Broflovski, however It didn't take the dark haired boy long to finished his part, the brown haired man barely had hair to begin with being a man in his 40' then put his scissor away and watched the chubby teen finalize his disaster piece.
Cartman finished up and took a step back to admire is work of "art" "hmmm...I think thats good~" he thought out loud as he placed a hand under his chin.
Damien smirked, standing next to the boy to enjoy the moment of his master piece."dude... it's quite how we say, a beautiful disaster" declared the devil dude with a dark amusing grin.
"Why thank you, it does look better doesn't it?" Cartman claimed with a quiet snicker.
"indeed you out done yourself" the devil teen added.
Cartman chuckled slightly and nodded,"well the Jew boy should be asleep by now. let's go sneak into his room and leave the remains" he whispered as he made his way quietly to the door.
Damien nodded, following behind, with a bag of hair they had just collected, walking out of the room quietly.
Shortly after, the door to Jew's rooms was quietly opened, only the tiny slight sound of a creek that was herd.
The brunette paused for a moment, putting a finger to his lips. "shhhhh" he warned silently to the boy behind him,as the two then tip toed in the room course the two boy's have found the room the way they have left it before, completely destroyed.
The devil dude was the first to notice the Jew who was sleeping like a baby, along with the weirdest expression on his held a hand over his mouth trying not to laugh, while Cartman stuck a note on the red haired boy's fore head. It was in Kyle's exact hand writing that read. I DID IT! signed Kyle Broflovski~
Finally getting a grip of himself, the raven haired teen got to work, scattering Mr. and Mrs. Broflovski's hair, everywhere around the room.
Cartman made the last finishing touch by planting the scissors on the day walker's dresser.
Indeed the boys couldn't wait till Kyle's parents woke up to let the Jew have it.
Cartman grinned then nudged Damien towards the door again, "come on dude, let's get the hell outta here before either one of them wakes up~"he whispered, making sure not to wake up Kyle.
Damien nodded following his suit.
It was a matter of minutes after the boys escaped the Broflovski's house hold.
"HA HA WE DID IT!" Eric declared happily highfiveng his devil friend.
"well then, shall we reward our team efforts with a little treat? suggested Damien.
"Yeah that sounds good to me dude~" he replied in agreement.
Suddenly the lights to the bathroom window were flicked on, along with a loud raging bellow herd from inside the Broflovki's house. "WHAT WHAT WHAT! KYLE BROFLOVSKI!" shrieked an angry voice.
Damien was left speechless as his crimson eyes widen in astonishment.
"OH SHIT! Cartman 're in deep shit if we get caught! come on dude let's get the fuck out of here!" he claimed tugging on the boy shirt, as both of them scurried away from the Broflovski's house.
"Man that was a close one!" Cartman sighed heavily.
Damien nodded. "indeed , we have avoided the wrath of a ponderous red blood thirsty barbarian.. shall we continue on celebrating our brilliant scheme's?" requested the devil teen.
"Oh you bet dude! ~" he replied in agreement as the both of them headed down the street.
They walked in the shop, ordered their at the table , hitting there glasses together with cheers for their victory, sipping their milk shakes happily.
The boys indeed have done it, they have succeeded of getting under the Jews skin as Damien had confirmed earlier.
Cartman snickered as he took a sip of his drink,"dude, we are in so much shit when Kahl find's out, it was us."
Damien shook his head. "I highly doubt his guardians would believe any word the fiend says, when all evidence is put in place. the dark haired boy simply assured the boy, sipping his strawberry milkshake.
"Well I'm not so sure of that, but whatever" the brunette said with a shrug, not really caring much about it.
"Do not worry, we were not seen or caught in the act tonight. As planned all punishment will befallen towards the Jew" Damien assured him.
Cartman shrugged again, "its fine dude, I'm sure if we do I can get us out of it easily~" he chuckled.
"Well it not as if we encountered to set flames amongst their own residence. Damien added drinking his shake.
"True, though that would of been pretty kickass.." He snickered
"Hmm as I now remember, we still need to intend in posting those snapshots, in the published document" Damien reminded the boy.
"You're right~ but we can save those for later~" he smirked, leaning his head against his hand.
"However another idea has just occurred to me" claimed the devil dude with a evil grin.
"What's that?" Eric asked with a hint of curiosity.
"April fool's day is tomorrow, correct?
Let's say we target, how you say every other dweeb that exists in this town?" stated the dark Prince.
"...That would be awesome!" Cartman broke out happily.
"Precisely. which I happen to have plans too" Damien grinned evilly as a scroll appear on the table before the two boys.
"holy crap!" mumbled the chubby teen as he eyes the scroll in front of them.
"Indeed. browse to your liking!"the devil dude claimed unrolling the scroll, handing it over to his brunette friend.
Cartman gladly took it and scanned it down with a wide smile.
"do you consider any interest of assisting me with this assignment, as how you say partners in crime?" Damien asked with a smile.
"Are you shitting me? of course!"
The devil boys lips curled into a grin of satisfaction"excellent!~ operation to make worthless fiends life a living hell, begins at the strike of dawn!" he declared evilly.
"Sounds good to me!" Cartman smirked.
And so it was told for the two trouble makers next adventure.~
However our story doesn't continue on quite there.