"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival."

- C. S. Lewis


Cartman slammed his door shut behind him

Who does Token think he is? He thought angrily as he kicked at the mess on the ground, telling me I have to sort my shit.

He could see why Token cracked down on Kenny, Kenny was a piece of poor shit. Cartman, though, he was the leader. He was meant to be on the frontlines of duty, not being made to clean up his act, and his room.

After he continued to kick around the piles of trash that had accumulated in the room, he stood in front of a crudely-drawn map of South Park that was hung up unevenly on the wall.

Crossing his arms behind his back, Cartman focused on the pins and strings he has stuck all over the map.

Times have been rough, he thought. He looked outside, it was early morning and a dim misty light beamed into the small room.

The fat boy started pacing.

It might have begun at Skeeter's Bar and Cocktails. No place would have been any better, after all.

He stopped in front of the window and looked down at the empty streets.

It was always full of old, drunk, senseless men who have no means of self-defense. That was probably how it spread so quickly.

A stranger is all it'd have to take, to walk into the bar one night. They'd have been greeted with something along the lines of "hey stranger, we don't take kindly to your kind around here," which more than likely followed by a "now Skeeter…"

Cartman glared with angst at the mess behind him.

But no one really knows how it all went down that night.

In the midst of the mess, something caught Cartman's attention. He bent down and brushed away all of the crumpled up pieces of paper and threw the bags of half-eaten food to the side.

There it was.

"Clyde Frog."

He lifted up the ragged-looking stuffed toy and held it in his palms.

The only thing everyone was fully aware of was that one day parents were sending their kids off to school while they went to work, then the next they were either barricading their houses or fleeing the county.

Once fear struck the little town of South Park, things changed immediately.

Some families decided it'd be better leaving everything and everyone behind, and so they packed up the minimal, and fled. Some even left their kids behind, in fear that what was outside the city walls was worse than what was within.

In distress, Cartman clenched the toy in his hands.

Those who fled included Sharon and Shelly Marsh, they wanted nothing to do with South Park anymore; things had gotten out of hand. Randy insisted on staying, and just like that- they parted. Stan was torn but ultimately decided to stay with his dad.

Gerald and Sheila Broflovski fled with the others, Kyle put up a fight to be allowed to stay. In fact, it wasn't a mutual agreement, Kyle forced his Jew family to leave without him and Ike. Kyle wanted to stay with his friends, just like the crybaby he is.

Cartman rubbed his thumb against the stitching on one of Clyde Frog's limbs, where his mom once mended the toy for him.

My mom.

He walked over to the window once again and watched the empty sky with the sun shining high above.

Liane Cartman did not hesitate to leave her son behind, though it is debatable whether she believed it was safer inside versus outside the town. Either way, she left her son alone.

Setting Clyde Frog next to him, Cartman leaned on the windowsill with his head bent down, his bangs falling in front of his face.

Carol and Stuart McCormick stayed, believing their poor asses could do the town some good with their street knowledge. Kevin McCormick, though, fled the little town by himself. Kenny and Karen stayed with their parents.

Craig Tucker's family all stayed, his mother, father, and little sister. It was like a Tucker family frenzy with all of their flipping off and silent mannerisms.

Clyde Donovan's dad stayed.

Token Black's parents left but he put up a fight. He wanted to stay with his friends, it was his gut instinct.

Tweek Tweak's mom and dad left without a second glance in Tweek's direction. Legend has it that their final words to him were "don't forget to drink your coffee, Tweek."

Butter's mom and dad forced him to flee with them, much to Butter's discern.

Bitch Testeburger's family wanted to leave with the other parents, but since Boo-Wendy put up a vicious fight, they stayed in spite of her.

No one knows what happened to Bebe Steven's family, or at least I don't. I never asked. One could assume that her father had no ulterior motive to stay with his family, one could assume her mom was too blond to stay with her only daughter.

He stood up straight and crossed his arms behind his back again.

There are many singular people who made their own decision.

Jimbob and Ned took refuge in the gun shop, officer Barbrady fled the instant pressure was put upon him. Some heard that the Goths stayed and the Vampire kids wimped out.

For the rest who stayed, they collectively took action. They used scrap metal to border buildings, to create walls, and to wield weapons of their own.

They set up simple yet intricate alarm systems, such as a bell on a string or barbed wire that they hooked electric up to. The adults took charge of the city limits and used the wall that once kept out the Mongolians to help prevent the spread of this disease. Instead, it just made it spread quicker within the town.

A quick movement caught Cartman's eye out the window, he glanced down and saw a black cat scurrying across the street. He sighed deeply.

With everyone either leaving or working on protecting themselves, there was no time for pets. Stan had to set his dog loose and only God knows what Craig did with his guinea pigs.

Cartman slammed his fist down on the sill, almost knocking Clyde Frog off the edge.

I had to let Mr. Kitty go about his way. Maybe he will take up breading in another town nearby, or maybe he'll find a nice she-cat and start a happy family. Wherever Mr. Kitty ends up, I send him my luck.

The emotional-stricken fatso sorted himself and propped Clyde Frog up on the ledge.

After the separation of the families happened, kids and adults alike started making their own hideouts and safe havens. Some decided to camp out in abandoned buildings, their own homes, shops, a few were told to be hiding in the theater. Others thought they were safe enough on the roofs of buildings and in huge stores, but everyone learned quickly that if there's a big space with more than two entrances, you're not as safe as you think.

A knocking came from outside the door, disrupting Cartman's inner monologue, "Hurry up fatass! We have to get going for supplies soon."

Cartman muttered under his breath, "God I hate you Token."

"I heard that."

The fat boy let out a deep sigh as he took a step back and looked down at Clyde Frog.

"Fuck off, Token."

With that note, Token left with a 'hmph'. Cartman saluted Clyde Frog and took a 180 turn to march towards the door.

I should be team leader. Everyone else can suck my balls.

Cartman gripped the doorknob in his big hand, and clenched it tight.

Who does he think he is.


A big thanks to Danny for helping me with this chapter and the opening quote!

I'm honored to have such great of a writer as you to be helping me.

-holyshitsouthpark

(Danny's tumblr: .com)