Marsh Residence, South Park, Mature Hegemony
1700 hours (5:00PM); December 9, 2971 ABB
Stan Marsh's POV
It was almost evening here in my hometown of South Park. Evenings and nights were both perfect for formal events, like that winter formal event party tonight. Also, I can feel the cold air, which means it's the end of the rainy season, and the end of autumn, and it's the start of winter and the start of the dry season.
I was still napping, still wearing a brown jacket with a red collar, a blue hat with a red puffball and rim, and blue jeans, thus lacking black shoes, leaving only my white socks worn on my feet, while I'm lying down on my bed, because I don't need shoes to wear, because it'll make my bed sheet look so dirty, because my black shoes' soles were filled with both dirt and snow when I went out of my house.
An alarm clock turned on by itself, when its hands reaches 5:00PM, with rattling sounds that came out from the bells of an alarm clock, and I woke up from sleeping. I yawned, and turned it off the alarm clock. I got up and said, "Gah. Wow, that was a dream. A great dream, that is. Wasn't it?"
Then I jumped out from the bed, then I noticed something underneath the bed. It's a small, rectangular sheet of paper. I looked underneath my bed.
I looked around my bed, and I found the sheet of paper I've noticed. I took it underneath the bed, and blew the dust off of that note.
I saw it was an invitation to a big dance night in my school, the South Park Elementary. Then I also took notice that I should wear formal attire tonight at the dance.
"I'm invited to the dance? A winter formal dance? Why yes, it's gonna be so exciting! I hope this dance is gonna be so exciting! I love dances!" I said in excitement, getting ready for a dance.
That is, it was a winter formal dance tonight. And I'm so excited to go there, and I do love formal parties! I love them! They're nice. Nice to me, I guess!
I went downstairs, and I went to see my parents, Randy and Sharon, telling me the good news that I was invited to the dance.
"Mom, dad! I've got some good news for both of you!" I said to my parents, telling them about the good news today.
"Stan? What is it, honey?" my mother said, after I told her the good news.
"I'm invited to the dance tonight!" I said.
"Wow! That's great," my mother said, feeling excited about the dance tonight.
"Stan, you have to be properly dressed so we can take you to the dance tonight, and everybody will impress you," my father said, reminding me that if I could got to the dance, properly dressed, I looked perfect enough to go to the dance, because he said these words, "If you could get to the dance, properly dressed, you looked perfect enough to go to the dance, and everybody will impress you."
"Wow! I can't wait!" I said. "This is gonna be the best night in my entire life!"
"But first, you must take a bath," my mother said.
"Okay," I said, then I went upstairs back to my bedroom, then I went to the bathroom.
I went behind the blinds, then I completely undressed myself, including my hat and my underwear, then I placed my underwear, my undershirt and my suit on top of the blinds, as I take a shower for 20 minutes, complete with a papaya and honey soap for my body, charcoal and mint shampoo for my hair, and a peppermint toothpaste for my teeth, while I'm hiding myself behind a curtain so that nobody can see my naked body.
I applied some soap with all of my body, from head to toe, then I put shampoo on my head, and scrubbed it all over, and then as both soap an shampoo washed away to the drain, I turned off the faucet, and grabbed a towel and put it on my hips, as I put on my underwear, and then my undershirt.
Before I could put on my clothes, I applied my deodorant under my armpits.
I then put on a pair of olive green pants, a white dress shirt, and an olive green dress jacket. It's a suit from a South Park episode, Faith Hilling. It reminds me of that... when I was on a vacation in Colorado, when I saw some Yankee Republicans debating for something, till Eric turned into a somewhat real party, by pulling his red jacket. I remembered that, when Eric was an anti-Semite, before I slapped him hard before going home, thus changing his mind forever into a Jew-loving, hippie-loving person. Yeah, he's nice nowadays, starting a few years ago. Now, he's ready to do anything, whenever it takes to stop anti-Semitism, and bring back his honor to become a Jew-loving self, such as supporting my friend, Kyle.
But the difference is that my shirt's collar is covering my neck, just like when I went to funerals, like Kenny McCormick's funeral in the episode, The Ring, and again at Clyde Frog's funeral in the episode, 1%.
Then I brushed my teeth gently and perfectly, giving me a fresher breath. Then I applied a vanilla-flavored perfume to give me a very good, pleasant smell.
After applying that perfume, I then combed my hair, looking as same as I look without my hat, in some South Park episodes, like Whale Whores, W.T.F., and a few more of those episodes, and then put on my hat back.
Now, I'm ready for the dance because I bathed, and I'm all dressed up fancily, all dazzled up. I said, "What do you think, mom? What do you think, dad?"
"Wow! That's nice! You did it! Well done! Now you're fancily dressed up like a real gentleman!" my mother said. "Now, let's go to the dance. It's about to begin soon."
"Okay!" I said, as we enter the car, and Randy drove me to Airport Hilton, where the dance is about to be held soon.