The next part of the story is the first half of a two-parter. I really don't want one chapter going over 2,000 words. That puts the proportion out of order. But enjoy the first part, where the boys begin to organise the sleepover for Wendy, as well as more characters!


The Surprises – Part I

The four friends quickly got ready for school, helping each other when they could. They managed to get out of house within five minutes. Mrs. Darling had stood just near the doorway as she watched the children get to school.

"Goodbye, dears! Come back again soon!" she called out.

In a matter of time, they had arrived at the school; with only ten minutes to spare (they liked to arrive early so that they could just meet each other quicker; that morning was just something special). The school that they all went to was called "Bridgeway Elementary". It was a pretty nice place, but very, very boring. One of the best things about the school was that there was a huge playground with a load of equipment, and it made it easier to find friends.

"So, everyone got the plan tonight?" Timmy asked as they approached the playground.

"S-sure do, Timmy!" Butters replied.

"Hopefully your father will change his mind once he sees that there are more of us listening to your stories." Alice suggested.

Wendy could only sigh, "I don't know. Father can be quite stubborn." She then turned and left the group by going to class early.

Alice, Timmy and Butters looked on, followed by a quick exchange of glances. Wendy would never get depressed about anything, so this must have broken her heart badly.

"Hey," Butters spoke up, "You guys think that she'll get some of those f-fairies that Timmy was speaking of?"

"Don't be stupid, Butters," Timmy brushed the suggestion off, "She won't be sad for long. We just need to cheer her up!"

"And also, Butters," Alice began to add, "We'll be helping Wendy tonight at the slumber party."

"Oh, r-right." Said the blond in response.

"But wait," Timmy stopped in his track as he sat down on the bench he was in front of; the others did the same, "What if what she said is true? What if five people listening isn't enough?"

"Are you suggesting we ask some others to join in on the slumber party?" Alice asked.

"Yeah!"

"Who are you gonna ask, then?" Butters asked.

Timmy had a puzzled look on his face. Clearly his game was not yet complete, "Good questi-"

"Hey, Timmy!"


A group of boys approached them, six to be exact. The boy that has called Timmy's name was a yellow-skinned kid wearing an orange shirt and blue shorts. To the left was a boy wearing a green ushanka and an orange coat and another boy with a red and blue beanie hat and a brown coat. To the right was a boy with an odd hairstyle and a red shirt, an obese boy with a red coat, and a boy wearing an orange coat with the hood up, covering his face.

"Hey, Bart, Kyle, Stan, Jimmy, Cartman and Kenny." The now-trio greeted.

"Do we have to say hi to them? They're crazy!" Cartman, the fat one, whined.

Kenny, as a reaction, gave the fat boy a swift kick between his legs.

"Oh my God, Kinny, you just kicked me in the nuts!" Cartman said over his pain.

"Like I care, fatass." Kenny muffed (he wasn't so easy to understand with his hood on).

"You should watch your language, Kenny." Jimmy, the kid with the odd hair, scolded.

"Yeah," Bart agreed, "Mr. SquarePants hates it when you do. Hasn't Mackey done some counselling with you on that?"

"Kinda, yeah." Kenny agreed.

"But isn't Cartman in need of counselling right now?" Timmy asked.

"NO I DON'T NEED COUNSELLING GODDAMN IT!" Cartman yelled.

"Yeah you do, Cartman. You're too anti-Semitic." Stan, the kid with the blue and red beanie, also agreed.

"You shouldn't about us Jews the way you do, Cartman!" Kyle, the ushanka-donning kid, added.

"Screw you, ya filthy Jew!" Cartman flipped Kyle off.

That set Kyle off. Cartman may say this stuff everyday in order to get to Kyle, but a part of him wanted to just punch off the fatso's smug face. Following his instincts, Kyle pounced and began to attack Cartman. The Jew wasn't well known for being too sporty, but was stronger than he looked.

"Oh my godparent, guys! Stop it!" Timmy cried.

"You shouldn't fight. That won't solve anything!" Alice added.

"Maybe detention will solve the problem." A voice from behind Bart's group interrupted.


The kids, even Eric and Kyle, who had stopped fighting in response, looked over in the direction of the voice, which led them to look face-to-face with an anthropomorphic sea sponge. Only, the sponge resembled a kitchen sponge as opposed to a sea sponge. Oddly, he had no source of water on or around him.

"Mr. SquarePants!" Butters called as he ran over to the teacher, "Me, Timmy and Alice were going to ask our friends a question but then Eric began insulting Kyle and then they began to fight."

"Damn you, Butters." Eric managed to spit out with his swollen face.

"ERIC!" Mr. SquarePants yelled at the boy, "Watch your language, please! For Neptune's sake!"

Cartman pointed over at Kyle, "He tackled me down first, sir." He said in a sickenly sweet voice, trying to cover his own fault.

"At this point it doesn't matter." Mr. SquarePants sighed, before walking to and kneeling down in front of Timmy, Alice and Butters (who had walked back to his position after telling the sponge the story), "Now, what was the question you were going to ask, guys?"

Butters began rubbing his hands together in a nervous way, "Err..."

Instead, Alice spoke up, "Wendy is upset that her dad won't let her tell stories about Neverland or Peter Pan anymore, and we thought that if we had a slumber party to cheer her up it would work."

Timmy then stood forward to continue, "But the three of us and her brothers wouldn't be enough to convince her old man anyway, so we thought that if we had more kids with us, Mr. Darling would let Wendy keep telling stories!"

Mr. SquarePants smiled as he pat Timmy on the shoulder, "Well, aren't you guys sweet." He then turned to the other boys, "What do you guys say?"

Kyle and Stan looked at each other, smiling. It was clear that they were going to help out. Timmy and Butters were good friends with Stan and Kyle, and the two also had a crush on Wendy and Alice, so this would mean that they could spend more time with them. "You bet!" They cried in unison.

Bart and Jimmy looked at each with some uncertainty. They had originally planned to go to the movies at 6PM, but then looked back at Timmy. The pink-clad boy was a good friend to both of them, even if they thought that he was little crazy for believing in fairies and all the other nonsense. "Count us in!" they also said in unison.

Kenny just pondered. On one hand, he didn't actually wanna spend his Friday night listening to a bunch of make-believe. But, on the other hand, he was good friends with Butters, and since Butters was a part of this, he wouldn't want to disappoint his friend. "I'll be there."

There was silence as the others waited for Cartman's response. Even though everyone truly hated him, he was still another head for the total head-count. Eric just continued to stay silent.

Mr. SquarePants stood up and approached Eric, and knelt down again, "Eric, do you have something to say to Timmy, Alice and Butters?"

"I'm not going!"

"Dude!" Stan exclaimed.

"Won't you at least try to help out?" Jimmy asked.

"Screw you guys, I'm going to class." Eric got up and flipped everyone off. He then went to class.

Alice smirked. She knew what would get his attention: "Oh, Cartman! I'll make sure Wendy has some pizza at the slumber party!"

Cartman froze. Did she say 'pizza'?

He turned around, and said, "I'll be there to help Windy."

"Her name's Wendy, you inconsiderate jerk!" Timmy bellowed, making the other boys and Alice feel uneasy. It wasn't like Timmy to yell at Cartman. Both he and Jimmy were rather calm people, even if they hear Cartman everyday.

"Hey, Windy! Your boyfriend is standing up for you!" the fat boy mockingly called out, as a way to embarrass Timmy, which was done, for the toy had begun to blush.

Kyle looked at Timmy in disbelief. Was Cartman right? Timmy and Wendy spent a lot of time together, so it could be slightly true. "Wendy's your girlfriend?"

Timmy looked at the Jew in shock while Alice giggled lightly, "Of course she's not my girlfriend!"

Slightly relieved, Kyle retained his face back to normal.

Mr. SquarePants looked at his watch, "Holy shrimp! We're all late to MY class!"

The boys and Alice simply followed their teacher to class.


I've come to find out that Wendy is actually 12. But here she is nine, and keeps her personality from the original Wendy. Also, the South Park boys are 9, too. They've also made this story a T-rated fic... and ruined the nice nature. Don't worry, I'll balance it.