"So Kenny gave you Cocoa-Cola?" Stan asked skeptically. I nodded while lying on the couch with him. Stan laughed with his arm around Kyle. Kyle smirk but he didn't laugh. "What's Cocoa-Cola? Do you mean Coca-Cola?" Kyle asked me. I rolled me eyes at his dumb question. Common mistake to those not in a joke known to few. By few I mean me, Kenny, and Jess… And maybe Butters. Kyle frowned and looked at Stan for guidance… Naturally. Stan shrugged I rolled my eyes again. Stan flicked my ear. I glared at him as I covered it.

"Owwwwww!" I cried. I really wanted to hit him. Kyle chuckled to himself and I really wanted to hit him. Stan smirked as he removed his hand down to his side. "Is that some kind of joke between you and Kenny?" He asked me and I slowly nodded taking my hand off of my ear cautiously. I gave them a moment to blankly and impatiently stare at me before I spoke. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth as the door opened. I would later tell them that Cocoa-Cola was a mixture of Cocoa-Cola and hot Cocoa mix together. Jess was really indifferent to drinking the sweet concoction because we played truth or dare and that was almost 99% of the time the dare.

Cartman let himself in and hastily slammed the door behind him. Oh boy! This most of been some big news for an entrance like that… "What do you want fatass?" Stan blinked. Eric ignored him and stared happily at me. His smirk annoyed me so much that I wanted to slap it right off of his face. I was also really confused. So were Kyle and Stan though. "Maggie, guess what! Scoot's coming back today! Think you guys will hook up?" He said forcing me to make room for his big ass on the couch. Ok, he wasn't that fat. In fact, he lost some weight since sixth grade and was actually kind of handsome. Probably the only straight teenager I knew in South Park. Well except for his brother… I tried not to blush thinking about his brother. Damnit why did I have to be so girly? Why God why? I shook my head and looked at Cartman who was frowning at me in confusion. He probably was wondering why I was looking away from him. So I looked back… Even though I didn't want too…

"Why do you want me and Scott to go out again?" I asked not really thinking of what I was saying. Stan and Kyle looked at me in surprise. "Again?" They both said almost in unison. I looked at them in alarm. "I didn't say that!" I exclaimed. Again, not really thinking about what I was saying. Kyle opened his mouth to say something and Cartman interrupted him; earning himself a glare from Kyle. "Well whatever, I just thought of the funniest prank ever to pull on my brother when he comes back!" Cartman was almost leaping for joy while he said this. My eyes widened and I felt myself giving him a skeptical glare to show off how annoyed and confused he made me sometimes.

"What the hell are you talking about Cartman?" Stan exclaimed and I whirled my head around at him. He was sitting up straight with his eyes widened. He was still as confused as me though… But I felt as if there was something I wasn't getting… Cartman looked at Stan for a while then back to me without a word. We were all frowning again. "Anyway Maggie, maybe if you to get together Scott would become gay just like Damien. It might take a few years but I'm sure you could do it in time!" He explained optimistically and my eyes widened. He brushed his fat little hand through my hair as my cheeks heated up with embarrassment. I got ready to slap Cartman or something, but Stan got up and gave Cartman a push on the shoulders that sent him felling to the ground.

"You fatass don't talk that way to my sister!" He said and I couldn't help but smile. I felt really loved at that moment. "Yeah Cartman, don't make her feel any worse than she already does that her boyfriend turned gay!" Kyle said with balled up fist. He loed at me and smiled. When I didn't smile back, he frowned. Why did he have to say that? Speak of the Devil… Or at least the Devil's son… Damien opened the door. I stood up immediately with all eyes going to me. "Every heard of knocking?" I said quickly while in the spotlight. When no one answered me but all eyes drilled deeply into my soul, I sat back down with my arms crossed. Why was I even still down here? I should've ran upstairs after the blow to my self-esteem that I just took from fatass over here. I rolled my eyes and got off the couch. I was going to the stair case when Damien's shrill demonic voice made me freeze in my tracks. One hand already on the railing, but unable to finish what I started… Why did I feel like he would yell at me?

"Sit down Maggie, I want to talk to you!" Damien exclaimed in a shrill command. Like any good servant, I obeyed. Holy fuck, when did I start thinking of myself as his servant? This was demeaning… I already opened my mouth to protest but nothing came out. Damien examined me then eyed my bruised lip that everyone was so worried about last night. Even though I still had gotten the grounding that mom had said I so rightfully deserved…. She made me want to ran away sometimes…

*Flashback to last night coming home*

I made it home with a heavy sigh of relief. Quietly though… All the lights were turned off so that meant that I would have to find me way to the staircase in the dark. It shouldn't be that bad so I took one step forward carefully so that I wouldn't run into anything. The floor under the rug quietly squeaked in pain and it slowly got brighter in the room. And by slowly I mean someone had just turned the lamp on that was next to the couch. Uh-oh!

Sharon Marsh… Or my mother as I should call her, I guess… Stood next to my dad on the couch glaring at me with much disapproval and disappointment in her eyes. I tried not to roll mine as my heart sank like a defeated champion abandoning all hope. God just shoot me dead! "Maggie, where were you?" I heard my mother ask and I escaped from my own desperate thoughts to focus on her. She was really mad this time! Good thing Shelly wasn't watching, because she'd be… I looked up slowly to see Shelly on the stairwell grinning evilly at me. I read her lips which mimed "You're gonna get it." God damnit my life officially sucked right now! "Maggie!" My mom said almost hissing at me. My head whirled around back to her and…

*Flashback cut short…*

"Maggie?" Damien yelled tugging on my shoulder. I could've lied and said that it was nice to see him without his arm candy, Pip, but after he had abandoned me at the park last night, I wanted to kill him! I swatted his arm off of my shoulder and glared at him. Big mistake! I kept getting lost in his eyes… I looked away after a few seconds of mentally scolding myself. Yeah, I do that a lot… I felt Damien's gaze still upon me and his shoulder brushed against mine instead. I covered my mouth and he held me in his arms and kissed my forehead… Oh God, not him too! I got up off the couch in one fatal jump that sent me falling to the ground. I should really look up what fatal means… Damien's eyes widened and he covered his mouth. A sweet snicker barely escaped through the cracks of his fingers.

"Maggie, are you okay?" Damien asked me as I got off the ground. He patted the cushion next to him with a sly smirk and I sat down on the cushion next to it. He frowned for a moment but ignored the cushion in between us and looked at me. His eyes widened and I frowned skeptically, but then almost gasped in horror when I found out that he was examining my lip. I immediately tried to cover my lip but Damien forced my hand down. He was much stronger than I remember… I slowly looked down at my hand in his and backed away. I don't know what was wrong with me… Well… Damien finally covered the space between us and looked at my bruised lip closely. I was freaking out, but it was probably because he was holding both of my hands down. For some reason, my heart was beating really fast.

"Damien, stop!" I shouted and I heard multiple footsteps running down the stairs. I looked to the staircase to see Shelly and the others run down the stairs. I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment at how loud that was and looked away; hoping they would disappear. "Is everything alright down here?" I heard my mom ask. I nodded without looking at her. Sparky jumped on my lap and laid there. I smiled and pet his back. He closed his eyes and laid his chin on my thigh. I looked lovingly at Sparky until my dad came down the stairs with a bat in hand. Sparky jumped off my lap and ran into the kitchen. "What happened?" He said looking from me to Damien and tightly gripping the bat.

Damien was as confused as he was and looked at me for backup. I reluctantly gave it to him… Very reluctantly! I kind of wanted to see my dad pulverize him with a bat, but it just wouldn't be fair since he didn't really do anything wrong besides caring for me… Hey wait! "Dad, he didn't do anything I'm sorry I woke you guys up!" I said quickly looking at Shelly's mad expression. She leaned over the railing a little to yell at me. At least, that's what I knew was going to happen. "Well keep it down turd, normal people are still sleeping!" She shouted slurring on her "s" through her mouth guard, and what I guessed was a wisp. I never really asked her. Then again, I never really cared.

Sharon put her hands on the sides of Shelly's shoulders and guided back up the stairs. Shelly glared at me for a while before she followed her mom upstairs. I didn't see Stan, Kyle, or Cartman come down with them. They must've gone out while I was in flashback mode. "So, can I still use this?" My dad asked gesturing to the bat. I looked at the wooden bat and then back up on him. "Not on Damien… Or me!" I said quickly when I realized that my stupid dad might actually do just that. I loved my dad, but when he really wanted to do something, he did it! No matter what!

"Don't be silly sweetie, I wouldn't use it on you!" He said quickly laughing. Somehow, I didn't believe him. He stopped laughing after a while and left. We waited until he was all the way up the stairs before we started speaking again. Damien turned to me when he was all the way upstairs and looked at my lip again. "Did Kenny do that?" Damien asked but the tone of voice he used told me that he already knew the answer. He always knew the answer so it made me wonder why he even bothered asking!

The door opened and I watched as Stan came in with a note in his hand. He stopped by me and gave me the note. I took it from him skeptically and unfolded it slowly. It was from Kenny! I was about to rip it up when Stan hit my over the head with his hand. "What are you doing?" I cried and I heard footsteps run down the stairs. We all looked up to see my dad with that bat in hand. He looked at us and the bat lowered in disappointment. "Oh, it's just your brother!" He said in a pouty voice as he ran back upstairs like as child. Stan and I both rolled our eyes and then we both eyed the note. I knew that if I made another attempt to rip it up again, he would smack me again. I sighed and opened it up again where I had clenched it into my fist and tried to rip it up. It read:

Dear Idiot of Stan's,

If you thought I was going to let you get away with blackmailing me, you're a bigger idiot than everyone in South Park already believes. Just ask Stan! Anyway, I took you're diary and I'll blackmail you. Take that Bitch!

Sincerely, Kenny

P.S: Stan helped me… Have a nice life.

"What the hell! I don't have a diary!" I cried and crumbled the note into a ball. I threw it on the ground. When did I even start blackmailing Kenny? I shrugged. It's not like I even cared, I was more concerned about the 'diary' part. I hadn't carried a diary since fourth grade, and that one went missing long before I met Kenny. It went missing a few weeks after I moved in with the Marsh's. I looked at Stan skeptically and even more to my interests he was avoiding my gaze. "Stan?" I frowned curious to where Kyle was. Kyle rarely ever left his side. "You used to have a diary…" Stan's voice trailed off and he looked towards the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and then stopped. My eyes widened. I never told anyone I had a diary. Not even Jessica! I just kept in a locked drawer in my-

"Actually, your drawer wasn't locked!" Stan said quickly, but he immediately shut his mouth. I looked at him looking towards the kitchen. Why was he looking towards the kitchen?Wait, was he reading my thoughts? How was that even possible? "I don't have to read your thoughts to know that you're freaking out about that old Scooby-Doo diary you used to have to right down boring facts about your boring life!" Stan cried in frustration for some reason. Wait a minute. Something clicked as Damien threw his head back in laughter. "You stole my diary!" I said in a low voice. Stan grinned like it was something to be proud of. "Yeah, but I guess Kenny has it now!" He laughed. I got up and slapped him. Everyone stopped laughing. Thank God! Stan was being a jerk right now. Stan looked at me like he had no idea why I slapped him.

"You obnoxious brat why would you do that?" I asked keeping my voice low. I didn't want anyone to run down the stairs because of me again. Stan chuckled a little and I wanted to slap him so hard he'd cry, but that was ridiculous. Stan didn't cry. I was pretty sure he was a robot Shelly had designed to kill me. I know it's complicated. I just continued to glare at him. "I thought that maybe if I tricked Shelly with it, she'd leave me alone. I'm really glad you came to live with us sis! I love you!" He said quickly hugging me tightly. I felt like he was just trying to change the subject with this lovie-doviness of his. I didn't hug back in retaliation. I hated his guts right now anyway! I shoved him off with all of my strength. Success!

"Do you know why Kenny is blackmailing me? By the way, I'll get you back for this later!" I said quickly moving away from him. Stan shrugged sitting next to me on the couch. "No idea, but good luck getting even with me. I know people!" He whispered and patted me head as he left. I eyed him skeptically as he went out the door. What was that supposed to mean? More importantly, where was he going? I looked back at Damien and he shrugged.

Well this is the 10th chapter of my story I believe. I'll make the 11th later I want to make more fanfics later to, but I have to finish this one first. Hopefully, for me, I can finish this and move on to bigger and better fanfics someday… Soon^^