Shit starts happening today. We're definitely going to have stuff happen to Stan and his friends. Because everyone gets a conflict this time, some characters might be absent until the next chapter. I might just go back and forth between Stan's gang and Craig's gang. This story is definitely going to be longer than the last one.
Chapter 3 – You Found Me
I Knew You Were Trouble
As soon as the tents were set up, Kenny and Kyle took Ike, Tricia, and Karen and started wandering around the area, seeing what was new and what was old. There was already a band playing on the main stage, and lots of people were milling about.
Kyle was a little surprised when he spotted several familiar faces from South Park mingling in the crowd. He could see Jason, Kevin, and David in line to get curly fries. The goths were by the stage, looking like they were actually enjoying themselves for once. And just when Kyle was wondering if there was anyone else from South Park here, they crossed paths with Jimmy and Timmy.
"Oh hey! It's the dynamic duo!" Kenny exclaimed. Jimmy and Timmy hobbled/wheeled up to them, grinning.
"Wuh-Wuh-What's up, f-f-fellas?" Jimmy greeted.
"Timmeh!"
"Nothing much," Kyle replied, "We just finished setting up camp a few minutes ago. We would've gotten here a lot sooner, but Heidi kept stopping us to go to the bathroom."
"Geez, why hav-hav-haven't they b-b-broken up yet?" Jimmy wondered.
"Timmeh!"
"I'm not sure why Heidi hasn't broken up with Cartman," Kyle admitted, "I think she might secretly be a masochist. Or insane."
"Heh, th-th-that wouldn't sup-sup-surprise me," Jimmy agreed, chuckling, "Well, if they do b-break up during the w-weekend, feel free t-t-to send Heidi my way."
"Where are you guys staying?" Kenny asked. Jimmy gestured with one of his crutches.
"J-J-Just over there," he replied, "W-We got a great spot 'cause we're handi-handi-handicapped."
"Lucky," Kenny muttered.
"TIMMEH!"
"Well, it was nice seeing you guys," Kyle said, "Are you guys going to see Cold Lazarus later?"
"Y-Y-You know it!" Jimmy exclaimed, "See you g-guys later." Then he and Timmy started heading towards their camp.
"Well, that was a nice chat," Kenny said, as he turned to Kyle, "Usually Jimmy is making a lot of raunchy- HOLY SHIT, WE LOST THE KIDS!"
"What?" Kyle looked around and only now realized that their younger siblings and Tricia were no longer anywhere to be found.
"Oh crap," he muttered.
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When Cartman and Heidi had gone into the tent to make out, Stan had sort of been hoping the sound of the band onstage would be enough to drown them out. Unfortunately, it wasn't. So he was stuck waiting for Wendy to finish getting ready in her tent, while he had to sit and listen to Cartman's weird mouth noises.
"Dude, is this your first time making out with a girl or something?" Stan called, annoyed, "It's not that hard!"
"Fuck off, Marsh!" Cartman yelled out to him. The kissing noises immediately resumed.
"Ok, I'm ready!" Wendy announced. Stan turned to see her step out of the tent, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
She was wearing a cute red, white, and blue tie-dye tank top, and a long flowing tie-dye skirt that had a slit up the side to show off her long, luscious legs. Wendy smiled as Stan stared with his mouth open.
"Nice, huh?" she said, "I bought these last year when my parents weren't paying attention, and I knew that if I went to this festival again I wanted to wear this."
Stan couldn't reply. He could only stare. Wendy grinned and rolled her eyes, then put her hand under Stan's chin, shutting his mouth.
"It's rude to stare, dear," she told him. Stan shook his head, coming out of his daze.
"Sorry," he muttered. Wendy giggled.
"It's all right," she assured him, taking his hand, "Let's go. I don't want to miss anything." As they started walking towards the stage, she called back to Heidi. "We'll be back in a little bit!"
"M'Okay!" Heidi called from inside the tent, obviously still having her lips to Cartman's.
The two of them had a blanket for them to sit on and Stan was carrying a small cooler filled with snack foods like fruits, veggies, and cheese. When the got to the main stage, the found a nice spot in the middle of the hill to set down their blanket. They sat down together as the band started playing.
"Oh! I love this band!" Wendy exclaimed, clinging to Stan's arm. Stan chuckled lightly.
"What band is this?" he wondered.
"They're called Devil's in the Details," she explained, "They're this rock band that likes to dress like devils. Their music is really good too, if a bit um... 'different.' Obviously, my parents wouldn't like them."
"Yeah," Stan agreed, nodding, "I'm surprised they went last year."
"It was mostly because I begged them," Wendy admitted, "They stayed at the RV the whole weekend. I don't think they went to listen to a band once."
"Wow, what a waste of money," Stan chuckled.
"Tell me about it," Wendy laughed. They both giggled a little before turning back to watch the band. After a moment, Stan dug into the cooler and brought out a bunch of grapes.
"Grape?" he offered Wendy. She smiled at him.
"Why thank you, Stan," she said, taking it from him. She popped it in her mouth and chewed happily. Almost as soon as she swallowed, a voice rang out.
"Wendy! Could that possibly be you? Why, it's been ages!"
Both Wendy and Stan looked around for where the voice was coming from. Then Stan spotted him. The tall, handsome blond-haired young man walking towards them. More confidence in his stride than was necessary. A smug, over-confident grin on his face. It was a face that Stan hadn't seen since the third grade.
A face he had hoped he would never actually have to see again.
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"I can't believe we lost the kids," Kenny muttered as he and Kyle pushed their way around the crowds, searching for the three kids.
"Don't worry, Kenny," Kyle urged, "They're um…" He paused a moment to calculate something in his head. "Twelve and thirteen years old. They're probably fine."
"Yeah! They're twelve and thirteen!" Kenny rebutted, "And whatever age Tricia is! They should know better than to just go wandering off! God, I have never been so angry and worried at the same time!"
"I know dude. Ike is getting a firm talking to when we find them," Kyle assured him, "Maybe even an angry finger shake."
The two of quickly went from vendor to vendor, hoping for even a glimpse of the three. It didn't help that all the people walking around were adults who were taller than their siblings. Growing frustrated, Kyle suddenly thought of something.
"Kenny, wait!" he called, grabbing his friend's shoulder, "I just thought of something that could help! They have security here! And a missing person's tent in case people get separated and can't find each other." Kenny blinked at him.
"You're a genius, Kyle," he praised, "Let's go."
They started to head towards the security tent when someone suddenly blocked their way. Kenny hissed with displeasure at the person. It was Becca, his ex-girlfriend from three years ago. Her blond hair had been dyed pink, and somehow her bust had grown larger. Thankfully, she was actually wearing a shirt, but it didn't leave anything to the imagination. She stood in front of the two boys, with a hand on her hip and a sneer on her face.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" she said in a classic evil-like tone, "If it isn't my ex-boyfriend who rudely walked out on me last year and his hot friend."
Kenny rolled his eyes. "I told you last year you weren't good for me!" he hissed at the same time Kyle muttered "wait, what?" "It's not my fault you're a bitch who can't get over it!"
Becca scowled at him, but quickly regained her composure. "I don't know what you're talking about," she lied, flipping her hair, "I don't hold a grudge. It's not like I personally stalked all of your media pages to find out if you were coming back this year so I could plan my ultimate revenge on you or anything."
Kenny and Kyle stared wide-eyed at her. There was an awkward silence that fell between them. Suddenly, Kyle caught sight of something over Becca's shoulder and gasped.
"Look! Kenny!" he exclaimed, pointing towards the security tent, "There's the kids!"
Almost shoving Becca aside, Kyle and Kenny rushed past her and over to where the three kids were talking to one of the security men.
"Ike! Karen! Tricia!" Kyle called out. The three kids turned and saw him and Kenny rushing towards them.
"There you two are!" Ike sighed, "Do you have any idea how worried we've been? We've been looking everywhere for you!" Kyle glared down at his little brother.
"We didn't go anywhere!" he scolded, "We were just talking to our friends, and when we turned around, you three weren't there anymore!"
"Karen, you should know better than to just go wandering off!" Kenny pointed out. Karen looked down sadly.
"I'm sorry," she murmured, "We just saw something at a nearby booth, and we went to check it out, but when we turned around the crowd had thickened and we couldn't find you guys. We're really sorry."
Kyle and Kenny looked at each other then sighed. "It's fine," Kyle replied, "Just don't wander off again without telling us first, ok? And make sure we always know where you are. You never know what kind of freaks you could run into at these things."
"Hey!" a shrill voice cried at them. Kenny sighed with annoyance and turned around.
"Speaking of which," he muttered to Kyle.
"You can't just shove me aside and ignore me!" Becca snarled as she stomped up to Kenny, "I was in the middle of saying something!"
"No you weren't," Kyle pointed out calmly, "We were just standing there in awkward silence. You know, after you said you were seeking revenge on Kenny."
"I never said that!" Becca denied quickly. Kenny rolled his eyes.
"Whatever," he muttered as he took Karen's hand, "Come on, let's go back to our camp. I'm getting hungry."
Becca stared in shock and anger as the five of them walked past her without another word or thought.
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"My dear Wendy!" Gregory exclaimed as he approached, "I thought I would never be seeing you again after I went back to my dear Yardale!"
Stan tried not to glare as the British boy reached their blanket and knelt down next to Wendy. He took her hand in his own and kissed the back of it. Wendy sighed.
"Gregory," she said, keeping her voice steady, "What are you doing here? This doesn't really seem like something you would be interested in." The Brit let out a hearty laugh that greatly annoyed Stan.
"Oh, Wendy! I have changed since my days of my youth," Gregory replied, "I am not as pretentious as I once was. I am more 'loose' and open."
"If you say so," Wendy said.
"Indeed," he agreed, grinning wide enough to flash his blinding white teeth, "Well, I must be going for now, but I do hope that I will be seeing you again before long."
"Uh-Huh," Wendy answered non-committedly as Gregory stood up. He blew her a kiss before striding off. Wendy sighed. "Don't give me that look, Stan, I was just being polite."
Stan, who had been frowning at Wendy, let his face soften. "I'm sorry," he murmured, "I shouldn't be so jealous, but he talked to you as if I wasn't even there! I don't think he even looked at me once!"
Wendy smiled gently. "You know I'm not interested in him, Stan," she told him, leaning over and kissing his cheek, "You have nothing to worry about. I promise. You're the only one for me."
Allowing himself to smile in return, Stan leaned into the kiss, then gave one of his own. "You're right," he agreed, "Gregory is just a snob who thinks he's better than everyone because he's British."
Wendy giggled at his statement and rested her head on his shoulder. They sat in silence and enjoyed the rest of the song.
This chapter is ending on a high note. I assure you, this will probably be the last one in a while that will. Anyway, for those of you NOT on AO3, who saw the return of Gregory coming? Yeah, I know he's kind of overused, but I didn't want to make up another character to add conflict between Stan and Wendy. Next chapter will be with Craig and his friends, and we'll start their stories. So, look forward to that and don't fart near Captain Diabetes. He doesn't like that.