Disclaimer: We do not own South Park or any of it's characters, and there might be a few offensive stuff but it's South Park, whaddya gonna do?
Randy's POV
"Stan? Stan! Get down here, Randy still needs to pick up your little friends!" Sharon called out what seemed to be the 42nd time today, "What on Earth was taking her son so long to get ready?" I think as I rolled my eyes, just ready to let loose.
"Coming!" Stan tripped over his feet when he dashed out of his room. Shelly happened to be passing by when suddenly, "gAHH, watch where your going turd!" She spat, pushing him down the stairs.
"Mooooom!" Stan whined.
"Fine...Shelly go to your room!" Sharon yelled up at our teenaged daughter, helping up Stan, she handed him to me. I slung him over my shoulder and carried him to the car.
Fun.
"I'M ALREADY IN MY ROOM MAM!" Shelly yelled back, she hoped her boys would have a better day than she would have.
After I was done picking up the rest of Stan's gang I had to pull over 12 times due to Cartman's whining, Kyle and Stan arguing over Ps4 and Xbox, and Kenny, well he was just being Kenny.
My head began to pulse, "SHUT UP." I yelled, while looking back at the boys. They sat there, not moving and...silent. I smiled, "Thank you boys".
As soon as I turned back to the road, it had got louder, if only I wasn't an adult...
"SHAKEY'S!" Cartman cheered.
"Awesome!" The boys yelled in unison while I took out my wallet. "ACHOHOL HERE I COME!" I whooed and raced towards the door and met with the boys.
Little did he know something tragic had happened.
Craig's POV
Stripe had a baby a few weeks ago and I sadly still haven't came up with a good name for the little baby mamal.
"Maybe I should call Kenny?" I think as i reach for my phone then paused...Nah he's busy with Stan.
"Clyde maybe?" I looked at the precious baby and shook my head, nope he's too dumb. I certainly do not want him to name my baby... even if I wanted him to name it, he had a football game.
"Red, Token?" I sighed.
Me and red never spoke that much and Token was out eating with his parents.
"Maybe Tweek is available?" I thought about it for a second. Yeah, only one who deserves a chance to name this small Guinea pig. He should be off on break right now, I started to dial Tweek's phone number.
brrrrring
riiing
buzzzzz
brriiiiing
Click!
"Ngh, H-hello, Cr-Craig?" Ah, I guess he is.
"Hey honey I need some help." Smooth tucker, smooth.
"Gah! W-What is I-It?" Tweek replied, Idly chatter could be herd in the backround.
"I need you to help me name Stripe's baby."
"S-STRIPE HAD A-A BA-BABY?" Tweek shrieked, glasses shattering and a few gasps and giggles could be herd from the other line.
What the heck was happening over there?
"Yes or noo..." I dragged out the last word, weirdly the he would refuse and hang up on me.
"U-uh yea-a Gah! Just give m-me a few minutes a-and I'll be over o-okay?"
"Hmhm. Can you promise me one thing."
"Hrrrn Y-yea?"
"Don't scare the baby with your spazzing."
Beep beep beep.
I hung up before he could respond and I sunk down against his wall.
I groaned out of annoyance the looked at the trash and clothes around my room.
Well sh-
Randy's POV
Glaring at the menu I noticed something different as i ordered pizza while the boys played around and got into mischief. "Where the f••• is the alcohol?!" I started to fume and waved at very, VERY unfortunate waiter over, "Yeah, hat can I help ya with sir?" The waiter smiled and looked at me. I angrily shoved my pointer finger at the menu, "Where's the alcohol?!" He looked concused at first but then waved his hand "Oh? We don't sell that here anymore, sorry sir!" The waiter then happily walked away, seeming abit too happy about my reaction. That little crap.
Maybe they ran out!? No that little sh- crap.. Told me they don't sell it here anymore!
What did I do to deserve this? Oh right.. A LOT of things!
I work,
I bought,
and.. And! Well that's it... Maybe I over exaggerated a bit.. But I wasn't going to admit it, Neither would i admit the very pain I feel right now...but opinions are just opinions right?
I grumbled, storming out of the establishment and straight to the car. Was i forgetting something? Nope. I turned my attention back towards the car until realization dawned uppon me
"The kids!" I yell out, making my way back inside
When I came back in the kids were at the table shaking their heads.
"You weren't going to leave us right Mr. Maaaarsh?" Cartman said, voice muffled by him stuffing his face with pepperoni piza.
-(working on)"W-well I was upset!"Randy stumbled over his words, he knew what cartman was capable of, this time he would admit he was kinda scared of him.
"Well we were having the time of our life's until Kahl flipped out!"
"Shut up Fat-ass!"
"Yea yea.."
Randy growled, he wasn't going to be framed by a 10 year old.
"THEY DONT SELL ALCOHOL ANYMORE! AN THAT IS SOMETHING I WONT STAND FOR, SO I, RANDY MARSH IS GOING TO SHUT THIS BASTARD OF A PLACE DOWN!" Randy fumed whilst rummaging through his pockets, after many attempts he revived his pair of keys.
"Wait, dad no!"
Randy ignored his son's protesting and Cartman's angry whining and stomped out of the pizzeria.
Craig scrambled around his room, throwing trash and clothes into individual piles, why the heck did he let Clyde convince him to throw a party at his house?!
Craig almost pulled out his hair when he realized Tweek was about to arrive in 2 minutes! TWO MINUTES!
Craig groaned and inwardly wishing he wouldn't has agreed to the party.
• • •
Once he finished he room looked... Decent.
It took Craig to realize that Tweek who was now in his house yelled out for him , and Craig cursed his mother for letting him in.
Craig rushed downstairs only to drag a nervous Tweek upstairs to him bedroom with no explanation or input on what they were doing.
"C-Craig gah! w-w-what-?"
"Just do what you can here for and help me with naming stripe's baby, okay?" Craig died inside, he realized he had been a bit to harsh with the last word.
Tweek was quiet after that and Craig Realized he made a small mistake.
Tweek twitched and pulled at his hair and whined, he stared at the baby.
"I-I'll try to h-help but I don't know agh! If I'll be much help though."
If he didn't know if he'd be help or not then why did he bother to agree and help out?
'Stupid Fucker' Craig thought absentmindedly.
"S-Sorry.." Ah, what the fuck, he can't stay mad at tweek for long and it makes him mad, he's supposed to be tough right?
Ugh, enough about emotions and back to Stripes baby.
"Alright..Ngh Where do we start?"
Randy had made it home without the boys and started to rant to Sharon how Shaky's pizza don't sell alcohol no more.
"Like c'mon that's bullshit! They've been selling it for soooo long it's practically second nature! But now there getting rid of it! This is the worse day ever!" Sharon sighed and shook her head angrily, "What do you mean worst day?!You left the boys at Shakey's and Stan was lucky there parents didn't get mad about it!" Sharon spat. "Yeah yeah,but the alcohol is more important! This is a serious matter Sharon! Stop being a self centered bitch and listen to my complaining!" He whined and plopped himself on the couch and took a beer of the coffee table.
At least he still had alcohol here,Randy thought Idly not listening to is wife ranting on how he shouldn't talk to her like that and how it's not big of a deal.
Which it was and Randy was pissed that she didn't think it was.
Randy herd her stomp off in a fit of rage and decided to pay attention to the tv, but when he listened to it the only thing he we'd was shut own, shut down shut down shut down
shut dow-
Shut down Shaky's pizza place!
Yeah! That's a great idea! If he can't enjoy Shaky's pizzeria than nobody else can enjoy Shaky's pizzeria, so... Time to shut down a pizza joint. But Randy forgot two things, He spoke out loud and Stan herd everything, and Cartman loves that pizza place.
Cartman slammed his chubby fist onto his dinner table, "Stan said he overheard his dad was going to try and shut down Shakey's Pizza place, so that's why I gathered you hooligans to help me stop me!" Cartman yelled, Wendy rose her hand politely. "Uh, actually we came to you. Stan said you could help us with your sadistic plans to stop his dad, so he told you.", "Nah Stan told me first! Your just a wanna be mean girl!" He spat and ignored that Kyle and Wendy yelled 'Fatass' at the same time.
"Now who's with me!" cart man roared, when no one responded he was pissed. "Like I said who's wit-", "Who's with me!"Wendy yelled, now standing on the table. Everyone cheered and they all broke in a. Fit of laughter and ate the food Eric's mom gave them.
"Stupid pricks..."Cartman grumbled as Heidi pat his back, "It's okay sweetie." She said gently, "SHUT UP HEIDI!"He yelled at her making her flinch and get mad. "Whatever!"She turned away from him and stomped to a new location.
"Jerk. Can't she see I'm moping.."He huffed and like he said, moped.
"We won't let Stan's asshole dad get rid of our pizzeria! Let's stop him!"She whispered a quick 'sorry babe' to Stan and smiled when he nodded and said it was she smiled wider now that the kids were cheering again, but got grossed out that some of them were cheering with food in their mouths. "But first we have to come up with a plan!" She noted to the them,they cheered once more, still hyped from the food and their first cheering session.
Wendy plopped onto the ground and realized Stan was there waiting for her, "That was great babe."He kissed her cheek, "Thank you stan, but we have to get to work, ok babe? sound good?" She smiled and led him to cartman's basement, planning Start!
Craig groaned and covered his face with his hands,
this was so stupid.
Tweek, who was pacing he room scratched his arms violently, he didn't expect naming a baby guinea pig would be so stressful, well when it's with your temperamental boyfriend, it can.
"Tweek, stop." Craig put a hand to his and ripped it away from his arm.
"gah O-Okay Craig." Tweek squeaked,
'To much pressure!' Tweek thought.
"Now, have any ideas?"
"N-No.." Craig groaned at his response, "s...sorry."
Craig sighed, running a hand down his face.
"It's okay, we can always ask some else I guess." He turned to Tweek, "Got anyone in mind?" He asked the twitching male.
"W-Well gah! we can always a-ask Wendy or Be-Bebe.."Tweek said aloud, they were the nicest people toward him other than Craig, the others were dicks! Well excluding his friend group along with Butters and Kenny.
"Wendy's probably busy doing, feminist stuff.."Craig thought, rolling his eyes.
"We can try B-Bebe.."Craig suggested.
"I guess we can.."
As on cue Craig's phone ringed.
"Hello?"He asked,annoyed.
They replied.
He dropped his phone.
A/N: Chapter 2 will come soon and thank you readers for your support. Boi Marsh signing out
