South Park, Fan fiction
Chapter 1, part 1
The young girl from Denver Colorado was staring out of the window since the beginning of her taxi ride. She knew the journey would be a long one but she didn't have anything else to do. She watched closely and noticed how the deep forests slowly started to fade and then just disappeared. In the distance, she could see a small town getting bigger and bigger as they approached it. Was that it? Was she finally there?
Her question was answered as they passed by a brown wooden sign.
'South Park'.
The taxi stopped in front of a rundown building.
"Well this is the South Park high school." Said the driver as Tveen paid and stepped out the car with her luggage in her hands. She looked up at the school and smiled. 'Finally' she thought to herself. She slowly stepped up the steps, holding her breath; she was living her lifelong dream and could barely believe it.
Before she knew it, she was stepping inside the building. She had to find the principal's office and she had no idea where it was so, she walked down the hallway not recognizing any faces yet.
The four boys stood in front of Kyle's locker, waiting for him to pull out his chemistry homework so they could copy it.
"I can't find it." He said, rummaging in his school bag.
They all sighed and the largest of the 4 boys leaned on the neighbouring locker. He let his gaze explore the hallway he had seen so many times before until, it froze on a specific person.
"Hey guys, who's she?" Cartman asked his friends.
They all turned around and watched the short curvy girl pass by in a quick flash, carrying a rather large bag.
"Nice piece of ass." Kenny said smiling as he continued to stare at the girl who came to a deadly halt and turned around.
"Shit dude, she heard you." Stan said as the girl started to make her way towards the boys.
"Excuse me...?" the girl started in a very sweet voice.
"I wasn't staring!" the poor boy blurted out.
The brunette frowned a little and grinned.
"I didn't think you were hon, but thanks for assuring me." She said and then just stared slowly and each and every one of them; examining their faces in detail, obviously trying to figure something out.
The boys did the same. They looked at her worn out shoes, her ripped jeans, her simple white T-shirt, her smiling face and her light brown hair, tied up in a bun. She wasn't really bad looking for such a plain girl.
"I can't believe it's really you." She said in a low whisper, her grin growing bigger.
"I'm sorry, do we know you?" Kyle asked trying to be polite.
"No..." she mumbled, her large eyes turning to the red headed boy. The young men were kind of afraid of the way the girl was looking at them, as if they were rare gems and she had just found a cave full of them.
The strange girl blinked and was snapped out of whatever mesmerized state she was in and spoke:
"Hey, do any of you guys know where the principal's office is?"
"Down the hall on your left, the words are printed on the door, so you can't miss it." Kyle explained, because the other boys were completely confused.
"Thanks Kyle, I'll see you all later." She said and skipped away.
"She's weird." Cartman said. "I think she's a stalker you guys. We should kill her." He continued.
"We're not killing her." Said Stan.
"But she did sound... stalker-ish." Kyle said, actually agreeing with Cartman for once.
"But guys, seriously, look at that ass." Kenny purred.
"Wait, Kyle?" Stan said, looking a little shocked.
"Yeah?" Kyle answered.
"No, dude, I mean, she knew your name." Stan explained.
"Your right, maybe she's just jewboy's stalker." Cartman said.
"Okay, guys, I doubt she's a stalker. Maybe she just overheard someone talking about me or something." Kyle said.
"No way man, who would want to talk about you?" Cartman said, obviously teasing the Jewish boy.
"Shut up fatass." Kyle said plainly, who by now, was used to the fat boy's insults.
The sound of the bell cut off the friends' discussion, sending them all off to their classes.
"So, Miss Williams, judging by your grades, you are too perfect for our school." Principal Victoria said, putting Tveen's paperwork down.
"Too perfect, ma'am?" the young girl asked, looking confused.
"Well, of course we want you at our school, but to be honest, you can do so much better." The principal said.
Tveen chuckled and spoke. "Principal Victoria, I have been homeschooled all my life because of my family's condition. It has been my dream to come to this school, so trust me, I don't really care how 'perfect' I am, but I'm staying."
"All righty then." She said. "By the way, I'm sorry I made you wait outside for so long, I was very busy. But, oh, look at that, its lunchtime. You can go and get to know everyone."
"That won't really be necessary." Said the new student and exited the office with a small giggle, leaving the principal staring at the door with a confused expression.
"Hey guys, during English, I asked people about that girl we saw, and nobody knew who the hell she was." Cartman said sitting down at their regular table with his lunch tray twice as full as the ones of his friends.
"Should we talk to her? I mean maybe she's nice and just needs a few friends." Kyle said.
"Kyle's right guys, and plus it would be nice to have a friend of the opposite sex, people are starting to think we're queers."
Kenny looked at Stan with joy in his eyes as his friend spoke the words 'opposite' and 'sex'.
"He said 'friend' Kenny, not sex symbol." Cartman said. "But if she's a whore, she's mine." He added.
"She's not a whore, fatass." Kyle said.
"How do you know, you goddamn Jew." Said the larger boy.
"Shut up Cartman!"
"No, I do what I want, bitch!"
The two boys' argument was interrupted as Stanley stood up and yelled across the room to the lost figure who had just stepped into the cafeteria.
"Hey...! New girl, come over here!" he yelled as a few heads turned to him and then to the girl, making her smile and blush.
She slowly made her way to the table and sat down next to Kenny. She looked up at Stan and Kyle and turned her head to the blonde next to him. Then, she tilted her head a little more and shot a glance at the brunette munching on some chips.
"Hey guys, thanks for letting me sit here." She said.
"No problem." Kenny purred in her ear.
She giggled and smiled at the blonde.
"I should have known better than to sit next to Kenny." She said jokingly. The boys laughed but then realisation hit them and they stopped. They all stared at her quietly until Eric Cartman broke the silence.
"Hey, are you a stalker or something?" he asked.
Tveen chuckled and stared at the floor.
"No...I just know who everyone is... I also know everything about them...Oh and all their secrets too." She mumbled.
"Okay, how is that not being a stalker?" Stan asked.
The girl laughed. "I'll tell you some other time... I'm Tveen by the way."
"Nice to meet you..." mumbled Kyle.
They all ate in silence until; again, the fat boy broke the silence.
"Wait a minute, you know everyone's secrets? Including mine? Including Kyle's?" he asked.
Tveen slowly nodded in return.
"Um, could you... spill?" he asked.
But before she could answer, Kyle put his fork down quickly, making a rather loud noise.
"Okay, I'm really sorry... Tveen? But I really don't feel comfortable knowing that a stranger knows all my secrets."
Tveen laughed. "Okay, look, it's complicated. I just do, and not only yours, everyone's."
"She's probably bluffing you guys. Okay here, look, who's he?" Kenny asked Tveen, pointing at a lighter blond headed skinny boy with a light blue button up shirt. To Kenny's surprise, Tveen giggled and started to speak.
"That's Leopold Butters Stotch. Everyone calls him Butters and when you guys were young, you used to use and torture him. Oh, and at one point, he was replacing Kenny because he died for a while. Also, Butters is bicurious and it doesn't really bother anyone. I also know a few secrets about him but I don't think Kenny would want me to spill." She said grinning at Kenny who was blushing vividly.
"Wow." Stan said. "Um, how about him?" he asked, pointing at a brown haired boy wearing a red jacket, smiling sweetly at a few girls passing by.
"Clyde Donovan is a jock. He chases after girls a lot, since that time all the girls made a list of all the hottest boys and he found out he was on top of it. His best friends are Token Black and Craig Tucker."
"Jesus Christ." Kyle whispered in astonishment.
Tveen looked at the four boys and sighed in pity at their confused faces.
"Okay look, I'll tell you how I know." She said as their heads snapped up to look at her.
"Okay, I don't know if you remember, but there used to be another person working the cafeteria years ago. You guys were young so you probably won't remem-"
"Chef!" the boys said in unison, making the girl smile.
"Yeah, Chef... well I'm his niece." She said and watched the boys' faces light up in joy.
"You're chef's niece? That's so awesome!" Stan said.
"Yeah, but here's the deal; my family is super poor. I was home schooled all my life and I had no television, no music, no games, no computer, no anything! The only books I had were history books."
"That sucks." Mumbled Kyle.
"Yeah, and the only entertainment I had... was you guys." She said. "My uncle would visit me once every 3 days and he would tell me stories about you all. I know about everyone of you and all the adventures you've been on. Your lives were sort of like my own personal TV show... and you guys were the stars... explains why I was so excited to see you. I love you guys so much, you have no idea." She finished.
"That's actually pretty cool." Cartman said after a moment of silence where the boys were taking everything in.
"Yeah, it is. But it still doesn't explain the secrets." Kyle said.
"Well Kyle, you guys always went together for advice to chef right? But, what no one knows is that, each of you has gone to him for personal advice too. All of you have and my uncle has told me everything." She paused. "So think of every time you have gone to Chef and told him a secret... I know about it. Chef was like your best friend, each and every one of yours."
That last sentence made the boys blush and look down. The recess bell rang and they all went outside. They stood under one of the school walls and stared at Tveen.
"Why are you all staring at me?" she asked.
"Dude, you... you know my biggest darkest secret, that's sort of worrying me." Kyle said in a shaky voice.
Tveen laughed and slid her hand onto his back.
"Hon, you don't need to worry about that, I'm not telling anyone, okay?" she said in a comforting voice.
"Hey guys, what's Cartman doing over there with Token and Clyde?" Kenny asked pointing at the 3 boys. Eric seemed to be talking in a low voice as the other two stared at him in shock. Then they slowly lifted their heads and made a quick glance toward Tveen.
"He's telling them who I am." Tveen said with a careless wave of her hand. "He's also probably planning a rebellion against me or something." She went on and rolled her eyes.
The other 3 boys laughed and continued to stare at their larger friend across the playground. They watched as he nodded to the other 3 boys and ran toward them.
"Hey guys, how's it going?" he asked, panting.
"Why are you telling everyone Tveen's secret fatass!" said Stan.
Cartman opened him mouth to protest but the girl amongst them spoke first.
"Oh, hey it's all right guys. It wasn't a secret. He can tell whoever he wants, it's really okay." She said with the sweetest of smiles and she tilted her head a bit to the side.
"Are you sure?" Kyle asked, confused.
"Yeah, as long as he's not planning some kind of protest against me, I'm fine with it." She said sarcastically, smiling at Eric.
"I'm not. I was just warning everyone not to piss you off or else you could spill and they'd be screwed and-"
"Wow there, Eric, I know blackmail can be your game but it's not mine. All the secrets are staying safe with me okay? No matter what happens, I will not tell." She said.
"Well that's real mature of you Tveen. Hey, listen, we're going to Stan's house today so we can play video games and stuff, you want to come? We can pick you up on the way. Where do you live?" Kyle asked, obviously trying to hard to be polite and friendly.
"Oh..." T.D. said and looked hesitant. "See that's the thing... I don't live anywhere..." she said and shrugging.
"Wait what! You mean you don't have anywhere to stay?" Stan said utterly shocked. "How about your parents and all, where are they?"
"Back in Denver, I came here alone, hon." She said with a sad smile.
"Well dude! What the hell were you planning on doing! Sleeping on the streets?" Stan had flipped out and was agitating his arms all over the place. It was hard for him to believe that she had come all the way to South Park, an unknown town to her, and had nowhere to go.
"See, this was my plan; I was going to blackmail all of you so one of you could take me in. But when the time came I...I just couldn't do that to you guys." She said and stared at the ground.
"You can stay with me." Kenny's voice was serious. He obviously wasn't joking around. He knew exactly how she felt. Her parents couldn't afford to get her someplace to stay so she had to take on some drastic measures.
To everyone's surprise, Tveen laughed. "Kenny, there's no way I'm staying with you." She said.
"Why not? Is it because I'm poor?" Kenny asked looking very hurt and insulted.
"No," she answered quickly. "I can't stay with you because you're a horny little kid, and I don't trust you."
Kenny threw his head back and laughed. She was right; he didn't even trust himself with her in the house. He eventually wouldn't be able to resist.
"I can ask my mom if you can stay with us..." Kyle proposed, holding back a smile. He didn't want to show anyone how willing he was for her to stay at his house.
"Oh I couldn't Kyle, I mean with the baby and all... Your mother has already so much to handle." She said, blushing slightly.
"Tveen..." Stan started because all his other friends had no idea of what the girl was talking about. "Ike isn't a baby anymore..."
"Oh, Jesus, you're right." She said laughing a little. "Sorry...but still Kyle, your mom already has to handle two kids..."
"Okay then it's settled. You're staying with me." Said Stan, "Shelly moved out to college and you can't stay with the fatass because we don't want you to become a 200 pound Nazi, so you have no other choice."
"All right then." She said.
The school day passed by pretty fast. Tveen was walking down the sidewalk with Stan, carrying her bulged backpack.
"Hey, where's your luggage, by the way?"
"Right here." She said, patting her bag.
"That's IT?" the boy asked a little surprised, but then remembered how poor she was and felt a little bad.
"Here we are." Stan said and opened the door with his key. "I'm going to have to introduce you to my mom... my dad's no home yet though."
Tveen swallowed loudly. She was nervous about meeting her. She knew about Stan's mom and she knew she was less strict than Kyle's but she didn't think she would tolerate a total stranger staying at their house for a whole school year.
"Mom, I'm home!" Stan yelled into the kitchen and then turned to Tveen and whispered. "Don't mention Shelly to her, she's not over the fact that her precious little girl is gone." He rolled his eyes.
Sharron Marsh stepped out of the kitchen, wiping her hands off with an already dirty cloth. She looked tired and her eyes were a little bloodshot, obviously because of all the crying.
"Oh Stan I just wanted to remind you that-... who's this?"
"Oh mom, this is Tveen, she's chef's niece from Denver. She's going to be staying with us for... ever I guess." Stan said closing his eyes, ready to be yelled at or punished or something. But nothing happened... he opened his eyes and saw him mom's eyes tear up as she dropped the cloth to the floor.
"Oh..." she whispered. "Hello there young lady..." she said and randomly hugged the new strange guest as tears flowed down her cheeks. "You are very welcome to stay here with us..." she said and broke the hug.
Tveen stared at her, completely confused. "Thank you ma'am." She mumbled.
"Oh please... call me mom. Please?" she said.
"Of course..." Tveen said as Stanley grabbed her by the arm and dragged her upstairs.
"Is she all right?" Tveen asked, looking distressed.
They were both sitting on Stanley's bed. Stanley was doing his homework and Tveen was watching and asking random questions.
"I thought this would happen." He said without even looking up. "Just think for a second, she just 'lost' her little girl and this new one just comes along, of course she's going to be happy. You're like... a replacement, sort of." He said still looking down at his homework.
"Oh." Was all Tveen had to say about the situation. "So are the others coming tonight?" she asked, trying to change the subject.
"No, I don't think so. We have too much homework and you need some rest and all. Plus, I think my mom needs some time to calm down."
"Right..." there was an awkward silence, the only noise coming from Stan's pencil, scraping against the algebra paper.
"So how are Wendy and Bebe? I didn't see them today." She asked.
Stan stopped writing at the mention of her name. He looked up to her and sighed.
"Well, Bebe is fine... Wendy is... getting really fat." He said with a sad smile.
"Fat? How come?" she asked.
"Well during the summer, Token broke up with her and she came crawling to me and... wait, aren't u suppose to know this?" he asked, bringing his story to a halt.
"No, chef left remember? I don't know about anything that happened during this summer and the beginning of your school year."
"Oh... okay then. Well, as I was saying, she came crawling back to me and asked me to take her back. Obviously, I was tired of her bullshit so I rejected her. Since then, she has gained A LOT of weight. Even Cartman is out of her league now." He said.
Tveen laughed out loud. "Well sort of serves her right, I guess."
"Definitely." Stan said and laughed to.
There was silence as Stan continued to write. Tveen looked around his room, spotting some familiar objects. She smiled at the little blue hat with a red puffball from when he was 8. She looked at his shelves and saw a couple of chinpokomons and a pair of very homosexual glasses, at those she laughed out loud.
"What?" Stan asked, looking up from his homework.
Tveen got up and brushed her fingers over the toys and glasses.
"I can't believe you still have these." She said.
Stanley smiled. "Yeah... I guess I have some kind of attachment to them."
"That's awesome." She whispered.
Stan smiled at her. She really wasn't joking when she compared them to TV celebrities. He thought about it a little more. They were the objects of her obsession, it was crazy. She literally knew EVERYTHING about them. Everything!
"Tveen... when you said you knew all my secrets... you think you could maybe... tell them to me? I mean they are my secrets, I already know them. I just want to make sure." He said.
Tveen turned to him and sighed. "All right Stan, but ONLY your secrets." Stan nodded and shoved his homework to the side.
"When you were in the 5th grade, everyone would make fun of Butters and use him, right? But you Stan actually felt bad for him and liked him as a friend. Unlike all of your friends, you thought Butters was really a cool guy. So on Thursday nights, when all your friends were busy, you'd go hang with him. Am I right? You didn't tell anyone because you were scared they'd rip on you. So you told chef."
Stand couldn't look at her. This obviously wasn't his dirtiest secret, but he still wasn't proud of it.
"Stan, it's all right, you were kids. It's not a big deal."
"I'm happy you think so." He said. "So come on, don't waste your time telling these small useless ones. Get to the biggest one. If you're thinking what I'm thinking, then I'm royally screwed."
Tveen took a deep breath. "You made out with Bebe."
Stan closed his eyes tightly shut. "Goddamnit." He said. She knew... he couldn't believe she actually knew.
"It was Token's birthday; he had invited the whole class for his 14th. He and Wendy were still going out at the time and I really couldn't handle it anymore." Stanley was sure she knew this already, but he still felt the need to explain.
"So you went upstairs to calm down, and Bebe followed you. She sat next to you and comforted you and before you knew it one thing led to another and you made out on Wendy's bed." Tveen continued and finished the story for him, saving him a lot of will power and shame.
"It wasn't my fault. It was just this thing..." he said, not wanting to finish the sentence.
"Until you fell in love with her." She ended the story.
Stan buried his face into his hands and grunted. Tveen chuckled.
"I think you have a shot there sweetheart." She said with a sigh.
"I don't want to be with her! Well, I do, but I don't want to put her through that." He said.
"What are you talking about? What's stopping you?"
"Wendy, she still has 'feelings' for me. Well that's what she says. I'm pretty sure she just wants to get back at Token."
Tveen sighed again. So much drama in South Park... she loved it here.
"Anyways," Stan started, he really wanted to change the subject, "so are there any secrets that are... related to me?" he asked, in hopes that she would actually say something.
"Yes, well I do know a few things. I'm supposed to keep ALL of them a secret... but I think you'll be happy to know that Bebe likes you. But you really can't tell anyone."
Stan's head snapped up and his eyes looked into Tveen's. Was she serious? He really hoped she was.
"This sucks. The whole situation is perfect! But I can't do anything because her best friend is absolutely crazy!" he said and slammed his fist to the wall. "Goddamnit."
"Oh hon." Tveen said and slowly took his fist into her hands. "Don't do this to yourself, everything will be fine." She said in a comforting voice.
Stan sighed and rubbed his fists. "So, what else do you know? Anything about Cartman? Kyle...? Kenny?"
"Nice try." She said sarcastically and patted him on the back. "But I will tell you this." She paused. "Kenny knows some of the secrets... the very important ones." She said and looked out the window. It was her first night in South Park and she had it all figured out. She was staying at Stan's house, she had found some friends and she was surely going to do quite well in her lessons.
"Kenny knows some of the stuff?" he asked.
"Yeah, that kid has a good eye. He can read people very easily, and he's real sneaky too." She said without turning her head away from the window. The sky had taken a shade of dark blue and was barely seen because of all the stars in the sky. This town being in the mountains made the sky much clearer at night.
"Oh..." Stan said and noticed how she was looking out into the night. She obviously did not feel like talking about the secrets and he wasn't in any mood to force her. She seemed mesmerised.
"There are no stars in the city, huh?" he said and smiled. That was the one thing about South Park that was actually beautiful. Every night, the stars would invade the sky and shine brightly through the windows of the townspeople. Those small sparkling dots in the dark night were also the one reason why Stanley had gotten rid of his curtains. He wanted a full view of them on those nights where he was hurting, when his healing heart decided to ache and on those particular nights when his lonely soul longed for her.
"No... There aren't." She whispered pressing her damp palms up against the fogged up window. Her eyelids hooded her big brown orbs as a tired smile grew on her face. Deep thoughts ran through her head but she pushed them away... not tonight, she thought.
"Look, I'm sorry for all the questions. I'll leave you alone..." Stan said starting to leave the room, when suddenly Tveen's head snapped towards him.
"It's okay, you can ask me questions. I like it... I feel superior because I am aware of everything." She said, an evil grin contrasting against her innocent face.
Stan laughed. "Nah, you should really get to sleep. I'll see you tomorrow morning." He was about to close, when she hoped off the bed and threw her arms around his torso.
"Thanks for letting me stay, Stan. Hey, where are you sleeping?"
"Um, well this is my room... So, on the couch or the guestroom."
"Hey, no, I'll sleep on the couch or the guestroom, you can keep yours. Plus, all my stuff is downstairs, so might as well."
Stan smiled and nodded. Tveen slid through the doorway, wished him a good night and quietly stepped down the stairs.
Tomorrow was a Friday, she really couldn't wait. She got to see the four boys and hopefully meet up with the rest of the kids she used to dream about during the long hard years of her childhood.