I know I'm supposed to be working on Cartman Luvvvvs Wendy, but this came into my head and I wanted to write it out. This is based on the movie the Uninvited (American one) so if you've seen that you get the basic plot that's gonna happen. If you haven't, be prepared for 'horror', swearing, a murder mystery, and a shocking ending.

Yes, there is one OC. But for this story, there has to be. Just imagine she's one of those background characters in South Park.

Disclaimer: I don't own South Park, the Uninvited, blah blah blah.

Kyle, Stan, Cartman and Kenny are sitting down in the Broflovski's house, boringly watching Terrance and Phillip. Kyle calls out for his home's new nanny, Lesley Cox. "Lesley! Get me and my friends some popcorn!" There is no answer, so Kyle grunts and goes to get it himself.

He hears his mother's bell, which is used to notify Gerald and Kyle when she needs them. Sheila can't speak, nor can she walk - she has a rare terminal disease and is living in the mother-in-law house.

He skips getting the popcorn and goes out the front door, powerwalking to the smaller home. He's about a hundred feet from it when he hear's a sickening BOOM and sees it burst into flames.

"MOOOM!" Kyle screams, tears flowing out of his eyes. "MOOM!" Stan, Cartman and Kenny come out, putting a hand on his shoulders, as Gerald and Lesley come out.

Two days later, after his mother's funeral, Kyle's in the bathroom, crying. He suddenly sees a piece of glass, and lets it touch his wrist. When he gets a chill, he cuts deep, blood pouring out of his wrists. He screams in pain, and his father finds him in a pool of his own blood, which Kyle is desperately trying to clean up with a rag.

Kyle is rushed to the emergency room, and after staying there, Gerald thinks over it and decides Kyle should go to a mental institute.

It's been six months since that incident.

Kyle wakes up one morning, smiling and bubbly. Today's the day he gets to go home, out of this rathole. He doesn't feel he's actually crazy. He just went hysterical after his mom died. He grabs a suitcase full of his stuff, and walked out like the happy nine year old he was before all this happened.

He walks out of the building, sneering at the workers there and sees his dad's car. "Dad!" Kyle says, then he sees Ike. "Ky-le!" Ike runs up to Kyle, hugging him.

Kyle gets his dad to put the suitcase in the trunk, then hops in the front seat. Kyle sees his dad glance over at Kyle's scars, but Kyle quickly turns over his wrists, glaring at him.

The drive home was pretty silent, except for Ike rambling on and on.

Gerald stops at a red light, then reaches into the backseat and grabs a book. "Kyle; I forgot to show you this. I finally wrote and published that novel I told you about." Kyle smiles, looking at the cover. "Turn to the dedication page."

He sees the small font typed on the clean neat page, reading, "Dedicated to my sons; Kyle and Ike, and my wife, Sheila." Kyle's face gleams when he sees his and Ike's name, but then saddens when he sees his mom's name.

"Now Kyle, I have something to tell you. You remember Lesley, right?" Kyle nods, not liking where this is going. "Well, she's kinda...my girlfriend."

If Kyle was older than nine, he would've swore into his dad's face and chewed him out right there. But Kyle just gulps, nodding. "Um....I'm happy for you dad," he lies, and his father can see it.

There's another awkward silence, and finally, the three turn into the home. Kyle gets out right away, running into the house. He runs up to his room, and collapses into his bed.

After about ten minutes of lying down in it, Kyle gets up, and goes to the backyard, and gets on Ike's swing. He blankly swings back and forth when he hears someone loudly yell in his ear, "BOO!"

Kyle slips off the swing, hitting his head hard. He turns around to see Stan giggling.

"Sta-an!" Kyle groans, getting up and brushing the dirt off his clothes. The two hug. "Geez dude, you left me here with fatass and Kenny!" Kyle giggles. "And then I was alone for the past month, since the two went to some basketball summer camp." Kyle nodded, then laughed at the sight of Cartman playing basketball.

"So, thanks a lot." Stan walks away, leaving Kyle confused. "Wait?! What?!" Kyle follows him, tackling him. "Oww! Get off of me!" Kyle does so. "Well, for leaving me 'cuz you had to get all angsty and slit your wrists." Kyle rolls his eyes. "I'm sorry dude, but I don't see your mom dieing right in front of your eyes!" Stan nods.

"Sorry, it's just I've missed you a lot."

"It's okay, I have too. You think I had a blast? I had some creepy therapist asking me, 'What's troubling you that made you do that sort of thing?' and I feel like saying, 'Uhhh, I don't know, my mom freakin' died?!'"

Stan and Kyle go inside the new mother in law house, and Kyle frowns. "So...this is what my dad built?" Stan nods. It's a lot different than the old mother in law house, but Kyle walks out, sad.

Kind of weird, abrupt ending, but I didn't want to go farther. Next scene will have some 'horror' in it.

Oh, and I know the Broflovski's have no mother-in-law house, but I just did that for this story.