Prologue

He left with his dad.

There wasn't much else to say about things. The people he grew up with completely shunned him, with reason. He'd gone crazy, they said. Well, crazier. This was South Park. You didn't stay normal for long.

His dad was too crazy for his mom. They split, dividing everything. His dad got possessions and him; his mom got trinkets and his sister. The family was out of town in two months.

Some people thought it'd be for the best. There'd be fewer alien invasions, probably. And he'd grown so insufferable since he turned ten, seeing everything as a personal affront to his refined tastes, or so his former friends would say less eloquently behind his back.

Things didn't change much when he and his dad moved to a small suburb of California. The weird happenstances didn't follow them, but he remained disillusioned, maybe even more disillusioned than before, if that was even possible. His dad remained borderline delusional, but at least had a cynical ass of a son to keep his inanity in check.

Thus, Stan Marsh found himself falling into high school with no friends and a pathetic, lonesome life, in the aptly named Awesometown, California.

A/N: I put in another chapter, because this is pretty slim right here. Go on to the next bit!