Chapter 4

A/N: So sorry! I haven't written a chapter in forever! There were problems IRL for a few months, but those are mostly all sorted out now. Thank you so much for all your support with this story, though! I'll try to write more chapters this summer. Anyways, this chapter will be mostly South Park with only a little Soul Eater. Well, enjoy!

The seven fourth graders walked down the dark streets of Death City. The usually laughing sun hung lazily in the sky, not even attempting to stay awake.

"Hey, Damien, where were you and Pip during orientation?" Kenny asked Damien, while nudging his arm playfully and winking.

"Heh, wouldn't you like to know, perv," Damien responded. Pip blushed a bit.

"AAHH!" screamed Cartman in sheer agony. "How much more do we hafta walk until we get there?"

"Shut up, fat ass. It shouldn't be that much longer, anyway," Kyle responded.

"Now, Kahl, I'm getting pretty sick of this right nyeah! You better shut your fucking Jew mouth! We have been walking for HOURS!" Cartman yelled.

"Dude, we've only been walking for five minutes!" Stan interjected.

"I hate you gahs…" Cartman sighed.

"Shouldn't this b-be it r-right here?" Butters stopped and pointed to an apartment building.

"Yeah, I think you're right, Butters," Kyle said as he checked a slip of paper with an address written on it. They all entered the complex and ran up the steps to the top apartment. Kyle whipped out the keys and unlocked the door. A few of the boys gasped in delight as they saw their apartment given to them by the DWMA.

"Jesus Christ, this apartment SUCKS ASS! It's so small!" Cartman complained.

"Woah! There's four whole bedrooms, three full bathrooms, a huge kitchen, and a living room commons thingy place that has a huge TV!" Kenny screamed excitedly as he ran around the apartment, checking every last inch of it.

"O-oh… Only four b-bedrooms?" Butters asked cautiously.

"Yeah, it seems so," Stan said after a look around. "We'll have to double up in three of them."

"I CALL DIBS ON MAH OWN ROOM!" Cartman screamed as he ran into the nearest bedroom, shutting and locking the door.

"Well, I saw that coming… Who should crash with who?" asked Kyle.

"I think we should just go with meister and their weapon in a room," suggested Stan. Kenny's eyes and smirk grew as he slunk over next to Butters and draped his arm around him.

"Means we're officially sleeping together, Butters," he said suggestively. Kyle rolled his eyes.

"I mean, Kenny, I know that's your sort of thing, and your innuendos are pretty funny, but I'm not sure Butters really appreciates it…" Kyle said, trying to make sure Kenny wouldn't get too frisky. Butters just tilted his head with a puzzled expression.

"I'm not sure wh-what you mean…" Butters said. Kenny cocked an eyebrow at Kyle with an expression that utterly screamed 'ORLY?' Kyle sighed in irritation at Butter's naivety and dropped the issue.

"Well, Pippers, it looks like we'll be bunking together, too," Damien remarked. "You excited?"

"Well, I guess it may be fun, just as long as we retire at a reasonable time," said Pip.

"Oh, yes, we'll be going to bed as soon as possible~" Damien said. Pip's cheeks turned pink. Kyle sighed an annoyed sigh at these displays of immaturity.

"C'mon, Stan, let's go unpack," he said, a bit pissed. He grabbed Stan's hand and led him into one of the remaining rooms and shut the door. Damien and Kenny looked at each other with expressions on their faces similar to :D.

"And he gets mad at us for innuendos," Kenny said. Damien slyly laughed.

"Pippy, why don't you go unpack? I want to talk to Kenny," said Damien. Pip nodded with a cute smile that nearly sent Damien into hysterics. Then Pip gallivanted off to one of the rooms.

"You too, Butters," said Kenny.

"But, I don't wanna! " he complained.

"Butters, go unpack right now or you are grounded, mister!" Kenny said, imitating Butters's father.

"Y-yes, sir…" Butters answered, defeated, and trudged on over to the last room.

Kenny grinned evilly and said to Damien, "Works every time. So, what did you want to talk about? Did you want to borrow lube or something for you and Pip? Heh heh."

"No, goddammit. Now, enough with the sexual jokes—I need to ask you something," responded Damien, getting a bit irritated. Everyone seemed to notice that Damien always was a little more angry and irritable when Pip wasn't around, and nobody wanted to annoy the son of Satan or else they might not live to tell the tale. Damien's jokes about him and Pip were just jokes, right? He didn't actually like him—he just liked to see him all flustered and embarrassed, correct? Then why would he be affected so much by the little Brit? He was basically just about to use him to become the greatest, evilest, most maniacal, most mischievous kishin EVAR, so Damien just settled on that they were closer because they were now weapon and meister. He had convinced himself of that for the moment, but he neglected to remember that he had really always sort of liked Pip. But, there was no time to dwell on that. It was imperative for him to talk with Kenny.

"Umm… Hellooo~~? Is anybody the~~re?" Kenny asked Damien, while waving his hand in front of his face. Damien slapped it out of the way rather violently when he stopped dwelling on Pip. "You come back from dreamland?"

"Shut up, Kenny. There's more important things that we need to discuss," growled Damien.

"Okay, little Grumple-Striltskin. What do you want to know?" asked Kenny, rather mockingly.

"I swear to God, Kenny, I will fucking turn you into a duck-billed platypus again if you keep that up." Kenny's smirk awkwardly shifted into a nervous smile. Damien could almost see the over-the-top anime sweatdrop on his head. "And I just need to know the details of your arsonist ways." Kenny looked confused. Damien sighed and yelled, "Why the fuck did you burn down the school, you ass-ramming hamster fucker?"

"OOooohhh… Well, I'm afraid I cannot disclose that information at this time, sorry," Kenny said cheekily.

"Why the fuck not?"

"Why the fuck do you want to know?"

Damien sighed heavily and said, enraged, "My dad told me to get the information for a couple of deaths involved with the fire or he'll take away my powers for a week." Damien instantly regretted telling Kenny that last part.

"Oh, a powerless Damien, eh? You're not so tough without them. What if I would just not tell you? You wouldn't be able to do anything," said Kenny, testing the waters.

"Yeah, well I have my powers now and I would just kick your sorry ass until you died again."

Kenny laughed. "You won't have to do that because I'm not sadistic like Cartman. I mean, believe me, I enjoy S & M just like any other guy, but I'm not cruel," he said.

"So, then why did you burn down the school?"

Kenny pulled his index finger to his own lips and whispered, "I'm afraid I just can't tell you that." Damien's temper boiled over and his fists became engulfed in flames. Kenny stepped back and took a nervous laugh and said, "Man, Pip must be really sore when you use those fists for fisting." That sent Damien off. He started throwing fire balls left and right in a blind fury.

"I WILL FUCKING MURDER YOU!" he yelled. Pip heard the commotion and flew out of the bedroom. His facial expression turned to terror, but with a hint of determination. He courageously jumped to Damien's side and grabbed his arm.

"Damien! Damien! Stop, or else you'll ruin this pleasant flat!" Damien turned to him, about to incinerate him to smithereens, but saw the angelic face on the verge of tears looking up at him and he immediately simmered down. His fists returned to normal with a little smoke wafting from them and he panted for a few moments.

"I… I'm sorry, Pippers. Didn't mean to go and upset you," he said to his weapon. Pip smiled. After a few seconds of this bliss, Kenny piped up.

"Oh, okay, so you're worried about this damn apartment, but not about my life?"

"Well, things like that seem to happen to you quite often," Pip responded, still clinging to Damien's black shirt.

Kyle and Stan poked their heads out of their room. Cartman too. Although Cartman seemed scared shitless. Butters dashed out of his room to Kenny's side, ready to protect his meister. Stan broke the awkward silence.

"Whatever Kenny said or did, it did not sparkle with Damien, I'm going to assume," he said.

"Well, whatever happens, I think it's safe to say that this school year will be rather queer," said Pip.

A/N: Woo hoo! Thanks so much for following this story and favoriting it and adding it to your alerts and all that. I'll try my best to write more frequent chapters! Next chapter will have more Soul Eater.