Stan opens Clyde's locker and finds a laptop. He takes it and opens it for everyone to see.

The screen show Clyde, who was holding the Stick of Truth. He was also wearing a different attire. He mostly wore black, there was metal armor that was attached to his shoulders and chest, there was also red stripes all over his body and wore purple gloves.

"Greetings humans and drow elves of Zaron!" Clyde said in a monotone. "Clyde!" Stan cried in recognition. "He took the stick!" Cartman said. Clyde continues his speech, "While you have all been busy fighting amongst your selves, I have built a kingdom beyond your comprehension! I prayed for a way to destroy you all and the solution came crashing down from the heavens!" He pointed to a barrel of the green goo. "Oh no, it's more of that green stuff!" Kyle cried. "With what I have found, I shall raise an army...OF THE UNDEAD!" Clyde cried. He turns on the faucet of the barrel and pours it on an unconscious cat. The cat transforms into a Nazi Zombie. Clyde puts on a purple crown with dots that had a skull and three spikes pointing up. "I shall raise an entire army of darkness and kill the Earth!" "Clyde...but why?" Stan asked. "I banished him to be lost in space and time..." Cartman said, "now he's all pissed off!" "So you see, FOOLS, I control the stick and the future of the Earth!" Clyde cried. His father can be heard in the background, he was asking for a sandwhich. He replied and goes back to his speech."Whoever controls the Stick controls the universe - and my first deed is that I hereby DENOUNCE the human and elf kingdoms." Clyde announced. "And strip both Kings of their power!" He laughs manically and the video ends.

"Motherfucker!" Cartman cursed.


Cartman knocks furiously at Clyde's door. His father answers, "Oh, hello!" "Can we speak to Clyde, please?!" Cartman demanded. "Oh, Clyde's out playing in the backyard with his little friends." His father replied.

At the backyard, everyone was shocked at how tall it was. "Come and get it!" Clyde said it at a mocking laugh. "You can't do that, Clyde!" Cartman cried, "You're lost in time and space!" "No, I'm not!" Clyde argued. "Yeah you are, asshole!" Cartman argued back. "Army of Darkness! Defend the Fortress!" Clyde commanded. Kids started to fill the entire castle. Richard was at Clyde's side. "Richard?" Kyle cried in shock, "Richard you're on the elves side!" "You don't have authority anymore, Elf Jew Kyle," Richard said, "the keeper of the Stick said so." "This can't be happening!" Kyle said, "Richard, come back!" "Oh I'll come back alright, once Camellia shows her power," Richard said. "Sorry warriors and wizards," Clyde said, "I'd love to invite you into my foretress of darkness but I'm afraid you're too late!" "Too late?" Stan asked in confusion, "what'dya mean we're too late?"

Butter's parents came out and told them it was past his bedtime. "Oh shit! It's past our bedtime?!" Cartman cried. "Dude, I'm gonna get it!" Kyle cried as he runs home. Clyde laughs maniacally then his dad tells him it was bedtime.

"Better get home as well!" Camellia cried, "Don't want my parents to ground me again!"


To Camellia's relief, she arrives home without her parents finding out. She was already in bed in her magenta puppy pajamas. "Good night, my little gumdrop." Her mother said, "Hope you're enjoying all the peace and quiet in our new home as much as we are..." She then turns off the light. Camellia slowly drifts off to sleep, wondering on how to defeat Clyde and his evil kingdom.

During the night, four small gnomes were singing.

"Time to go to work! Work all night! Search for underpants HEY! We won't stop until we have underpants! Yum tum tummy tum tayyyy!"

Camellia slowly wakes up and was shocked that she saw four gnomes stealing her underwear.

One of the gnomes turned around and was shocked that she was awake.

"Oh shit! She's awake!"

"What!"

"This kid is awake! What the fuck do we do?!"

Camellia got off from her bed and straps on her pink bag and arrows. "What are you doing with my underwear!"

"Oh fuck!"

"I guess we gotta kill her!"

"All right, fuck it, let's kill her."

"Fat chance!" Camellia said. She takes out her halberd and swings at them. "Oh shit!" one the gnomes cried. "Ha! Hiyah!" She cried. She easily defeats them.

"Shit! She's too big! We can't beat her!"

"Well, if you can't beat 'em, shrink em! Go ahead, warlock!"

A gnome wearing a skull helmet takes out some magic and shrinks Camellia. "Oh no! I'm tiny!" Camellia cried.

"Get her!" A gnome cried.

Camellia takes out her Electric Sword and easily defeats them by electrocution.

"Holy shit! Run!"

The gnomes ran off into the mouse hole. "Hey come back!" Camellia cried as she runs after them.


"Man... These is so nasty." Camellia said. There was pink dust everywhere and some discard garbage laying around. "Oh when I get my hands on those gnomes..."

She navigates across the dark and narrow hallways.

She then comes across a metal room and goes to peak through the vent.

She sees her mother and father conversing amongst one another. "I just sometimes feel like we should tell her the truth." Her mother said. "Why? So she can relive it all in her head?" Her father protest, "It's better that she can't remember!" "But, if she really has this...'gift' sh-she's going to discover it again on her own anyway." Her mother noted. "And then they'll try and use her for her gift and she'll become a weapon." Her father added, "They won't stop looking for her - we have to keep everything secret, even from her."

'Gift?' Camellia thought, 'what gift could I possibly have? Could it be... Nah, that's not it.'

"I'm so frazzled," her mother said, "will you just... make love to me?" "Of course I will, darling," her father replied with a smile. They then started kissing each other.

"Ewwww..." Camellia said, "Is that what married couples do? I better remind myself to not get a boyfriend." She steps away and continues her way down the wooden hallways.


"Man those rat's were relentless!" Camellia said, "Ewww... They're now naked and they're still making out?"

Camellia was now in her parents' room and spots the gnomes. "Hey you guys come back!" She cried.

"Oh shit, the kid is still following us!"

"She's not gonna stop until she finds a way to become normal size again! That means he's coming after you, warlock!"

The warlock gnome panicked and went away.

The gnomes stops her, but Camellia retaliated. "Ground Stomp!" She cried. During the attack, her hair clip glowed and did massive damage.

She climbs down the table and spots the warlock gnome. "Alright, warlock, end of the line!" She cried. "I'm not changing you back!" He cried, "I don't care what you do to me!" The gnome heads for her parents' bed.

At the top of the bed...

"You couldn't just let it go, could you?!" The warlock gnome said, "You couldn't just let us take your underpants! Noooo, you had to go and start asking question!" "Just give me your magic and get it over with." Camellia demanded. "Never! You shall now see the true power of an underpants gnome!" The warlock gnome cried. "Very well, then prepare to fight!" Camellia cried.

Camellia uses her Flower Slash attack, but the warlock blocks it with his pencil. "Take this!" Camellia cried. Her hair clip glows and Camellia takes out a bat and a baseball. "And this!" Camellia said as her hair clip glows again and kick the warlock in his private area. "And this!" Camellia cried as she uses Ground Stomp.

"Augh! I can't take this," he cried, "Take it! You can grow big or small whenever you feel like it!" Camellia takes the bag of magic from the warlock. "Thank you!" Camellia said. "All we wanted was to collect underpants to stop the Taco Bell from releasing its toxic green goo into our underground world!" The warlock confessed, "You see the green goo is actually a-" He was suddenly squished by a woman's breast. Camellia dodges the duo of male organs and breathes a sigh of relief.

She hastily climbs down the bed and goes back through the pathway to her room. She uses the Gnome's Dust return to normal and goes back to sleep.


A/N: Chapter 11 is posted, the others will be posted shortly.