Chapter 11:

"Hey buddy!" His dad exclaimed with excitement when he finally arrived at City Hall. Randy was still pretending to be mayor even though it was clear the people of South Park wanted him out.

Stan noticed the changes he'd made to the building. He'd built a fortress around it ensuring that no one could get in unless he let them in. City Hall was impregnable and he could see that anyone trying to break in would die trying. The changes made him nervous. He really wished he didn't have to do this. He saw the jagged rocks that circled the building so anyone attempting to climb in through the upper windows would fall and impale themselves moments later. He saw the cameras that monitored activity from all angles and the elaborate security system Randy had installed. When he knocked on the door multiple guns appeared angled at face as he waited nervously for his father to ask who was there.

Randy had been busy building new gadgets and improving the gadgets he already had. He kept his keytar close and wouldn't let the instrument out of his sight. He also noticed that he'd been closely monitoring Mary McDaniels. It was painfully obvious that he wasn't going to let go of his obsession with her. Even worse she was pregnant. He kept this news to himself because it was in her best interest that his father didn't know about this development.

Stan shuddered. Why was he like this? What happened to his father? How long could he keep this up before his father realised his intentions to bring him down? He shuddered at the thought of being discovered in his treachery. Nonetheless he continued. He couldn't let him hurt anyone else.

"Hey dad." He tried to sound enthusiastic. His voice faltered, but fortunately Randy didn't seem to notice. "Any new dance moves to show me?"

Randy smiled and handed him some gum packets. He also had a smaller purple jumpsuit similar to the one he wore tailored to fit. "I haven't been able to find another keytar like mine, but these will do for now."

"What do I need these for?" He asked dumfounded. He wished he didn't have to do this. He wanted to run, but he knew if he didn't stick it out his father would use his powers to continue his murderous rampage across town. As long as he kept him occupied his father didn't seem focused on his new found ambition to destroy the town.

"If you're gonna be progressive like me you have to look the part." Randy looked at him like he had two heads for asking that question. "Plus it's easier to dance in these than the clothes you're wearing."

Stan shrugged. He changed into the matching outfit, pocketed the gum packets his father gave him and didn't ask any more questions unless they were dance related. He was stunned when his dad started teaching him aerobics moves. "What the hell?"

"What?" Randy was mid way through showing him step aerobics. He demonstrated a few moves. "It's important for fitness son. You can't be a good dancer if you're fat and lazy and these moves can be incorporated into any dance routine."

"Okay." He kept his mouth shut and copied everything his father did right down to blowing destructive gum bubbles that could engulf a whole building.

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The Coon lost it when he returned to The Coon and Friends Headquarters. He wished he'd changed into his Toolshed costume, but opted not to because they needed to see the extent of what his father was up to.

"You are such a stupid turd." Shelly glowered at him. He noticed she'd joined Coon and Friends, but still didn't have a costume. Fortunately The Coon was too busy laughing at him to notice.

"At least it's me and not you." He brushed Shelly off when he would normally shrink away from her.

Mysterion and The Shadow were equally nervous. They didn't know what to think of his new look. "What's the big idea?"

Stan looked at his new outfit. He hated it, but this was the price of being a double agent. "He's trying to get me to be like him. He said if I want to be progressive I have to look the part."

Their jaws dropped and their faces paled. "I thought he was just teaching you to dance?" Mysterion asked with confusion.

"He gave me these." He showed them the gum packets. "He's building something big. I don't know what he's got planned, but Pete, I think it has something to do with your Aunt."

"A-Aunt Mary?!" Pete hadn't joined The Coon and Friends, he'd just come to their meetings while they were taking Randy out. "What does he want with Aunt Mary?" He asked nervously.

"I don't really know dude." He said gravely. "I think he's still mad because she rejected him at the council meeting."

"Did he say that?" Henrietta was worried like everyone else. The Goth kids wouldn't normally be caught dead hanging around posers, but this was special circumstances and for the time being they put their differences aside.

"He didn't have to." Stan shook his head. "There's more. I heard my mom and your Aunt Mary talking. I followed them."

"You're such a turd." Shelly snapped at him disapprovingly.

"What did they say?" Pete wasn't sure he wanted to know.

"You're Aunt Mary is pregnant." He didn't want to think about what his dad had planned. It was better he didn't think about it.

Pete became distressed worrying about her safety. "Aunt Mary!"

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When he arrived he noticed Barbrady was nervous. He tried practicing the dance moves they'd already shown him, but he hadn't improved much since the last lesson

"We can't let my dad beat you dude."Stan sighed with exasperation. Barbrady was awkward and clumsy. He'd shown him a few simple steps and his feet tangled causing him to fall over.

"Oh camel poo!"Barbrady sighed feeling defeated. "I'm never going to do this."

McDaniels helped him to his feet. She was worried about him because Randy had seriously hurt him during the last dance challenge. She almost lost him. "Why don't we try dancing together?"

"Last time we tried that I stood on you." He looked as though he were about to give up.

"Come on dude!"Stan motioned him to try. It wasn't just because he was clumsy and awkward. He just wasn't trying.

"D-d-d-d-don't b-be a pussy B-Barbrady."Even Jimmy who was in crutches could manage some dance moves.

"You're a better cop now we've all been retrained."Yates added. He was on standby to show him the moves from the hula school. They were simple and Barbrady somehow couldn't even manage those. "If you can be retrained as a cop you can learn to dance."

"Come on George."McDaniels put his hand on her waist so he could dance with her.

"Nnnniiiiicccceeee!"Officers from the police department exclaimed clearly impressed with their superior officer. They stopped in their tracks and shrank away from them when they noticed the boss glowering at them.

"Oh jeez!"Barbrady exhaled deeply. He didn't really know what to do as he tried to dance.

It was embarrassing to watch. He buried his face in his arm as Barbrady moved awkwardly. He wasn't even leading properly. Mid way through the awkward dancing he stood on McDaniels' foot.

"Ow! George!"She cringed with pain and Barbrady felt bad for hurting her.

"I'm sorry Mary."

"George, it's okay." McDaniels said reassuringly. It didn't seem to help. He just looked at her with big sad eyes. "We can try again."

"I told you I'm a bumbling old fool."Barbrady sighed with despair. "I just can't do this."

"Don't think like that."She held his face in her hands. "You can do this. You just have to try and you have to practice. Don't let Randy bring you down."

"I'm sorry Mary. I'm just not a dancer." They couldn't let him give up. He had to learn. For the town's sake Barbrady had to learn to dance.

"Please George."She still held his face in her hands. "For me."

"Okay."He gently kissed her on the mouth without caring that everyone was watching them. "For you."

"Nnniiiceee!"Officers exclaimed simultaneously. They backed away when McDaniels glared at them.

He laughed and then urged them to continue with the lesson. This wasn't getting them anywhere and Barbrady hadn't mastered anything he'd been taught already. He started him again with a few basic step aerobics moves and the Goth kid's pain dancing. He was finally starting to get the hang of it. He made another attempt at dancing with his wife and this time he managed to dance more gracefully without standing on her toes.

"Now you're getting it." He sighed with relief. If Barbrady could manage some of the more advanced dance moves he just might stand a chance should Randy challenge him to another dance fight.

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Barbrady had managed to master some of the more basic dance moves. He was still clumsy and awkward at times, but at least he was improving. Watching him succeed in dancing was a turn on.

"Oh George." She crooned. She didn't care if they still had people over. She wanted him. She'd been too depressed for weeks and as such she hadn't been in the mood.

"We don't have to worry about getting caught anymore." He lay her down on the bed and began with gentle kissing and sensual touching.

She smiled. She just wished someone had told them they already knew about their relationship. All this could've been avoided and all the fear she lived in for years was unnecessary.

She giggled when he kissed her neck and moaned when his hands explored her body removing clothes as he went. "You're the only one I want."

She didn't want anyone else. She just wished the power hungry assholes would leave her alone. Barbrady was her last chance. She still hated herself for treating him like crap. She couldn't wait to tell him she was pregnant, but she decided to hold off a while longer to surprise him.

She longed for him. She wanted to feel him. She motioned him to find the little man in the boat for her. "Oh George!" She moaned. "You're so good in bed!"

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Little did she know that the police department had gathered outside her bedroom door to listen in. Yates spotted her leading Barbrady into the master bedroom and quickly informed the other police officers.

"Nnnniiiiicccceeee!" They were all impressed with Barbrady for scoring with the boss.

"Shh!" Yates shushed them and they all pressed their ears against the door not that they needed to. McDaniels wasn't quiet about it. She moaned loudly. Yates could hardly believe it.

"Nnniiiceee!" He nudged Mitch in the arm as they all listened in

"Oh George!" She moaned loudly. They were sure she could be heard down stairs. "You're so good in bed!"

"How long do you think he's been banging her for behind out backs?" Mitch asked out of curiosity.

"They're married idiot." Foley hit him across the back of the head for being stupid.

"Those older kids of his are at least two-years-old." Barkley added.

"Nnnnniiiiiiicccceee!" They exclaimed simultaneously.

For this reason Yates was proud of Barbrady. He was the only one of his fellow officers who knew the full details after grilling Barbrady, he couldn't say anything to the others. The boss would have his balls if the police department knew about the intimate details of her marriage to Barbrady.

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She stopped in her tracks as Barbrady was moving up her body covering her with gentle kisses. He looked at her longingly, but she wouldn't let him continue. "Do you hear something?"

"It's nothing Mary." He redirected her attention to him the minute he was inside her.

In that moment he was the only one that mattered. She had a feeling that people were listening in, but she stopped caring after he reignited the spark Randy Marsh had almost extinguished when he blackmailed her with the photos.

"Oh God!" She cried as they were reaching climax. She didn't stop even though she was absolutely certain the police department could hear everything.

"Nnnniiiiicccceeee!" Yates exclaimed a little too loudly.

"Goddamn it Harrison!" She snapped at Yates. She could hear them climbing over each other to get away from the door before she caught them eavesdropping.