A Date From Hell, Chapter 12
Summary: Wendy Testaburger, still saddened over the loss of her "perfect boyfriend" Stan Marsh to none other than Kyle Brofslovski, decides to go on a double date with Eric Cartman. As predicted, disaster strikes. Rated T for use of cigarettes, and violence/gore.
Pairings: Candy, Style, Benny, Stendy
Hey everyone! Thanks for all the reviews, favorites etc. God it's getting harder to update, but I can do it weekly, if not less. Enjoy this new chapter! ALSO: This chapter is broken up into two parts. Please read, review and favorite if you like. Thanks again!
Alvinroxz
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park. Damn!
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"So exactly why do you need your video camera again?"
Stan dragged his large snow boots threw the wet grass on Heidi's front yard, and she turned around to glare at him, probably because he was stomping on her mother's flower patch.
"Oops!" Stan jumped out of the patch and onto the walkway to Heidi's door. Together, they climbed up her front steps carefully because they were covered in a thin layer of ice.
"Because." She rolled her eyes as she whipped out her house keys and began to unlock the front door, "I want to capture Wendy's embarrassment on camera so I can watch it over and over again."
Stan's heart jumped a little. "Is it really that nessasary to do that? Embarrass her?"
"Yes." Heidi confirmed.
Stan bit his bottom lip. Sure, he wanted to be with Wendy again. But why did they have to go embarrass her? I mean, Is going out with Cartman really that bad-okay, okay it is. But Stan was still a little concerned. What if this secret date suddenly made her unpopular? What use would she have then? Stan thought, concerned with his future. Why does Heidi have to embarrass her?
"Why?"
Heidi groaned at Stan's constant pestering as she opened the creaky door and motioned him to get inside the house. The they headed up the stairs to the far right and into her bedroom. Stan trailed behind her like a puppy dog; unsure and uncomfortable. Once inside her bedroom, Heidi shut the door.
Stan gasped once he saw the horrors of her room. Everything, everything was some sort of pink. From the hot pink posters hanging on her pale pink walls to the dark pink fluffy carpet underneath her hot pink bed (covered by a pale pink canopy and checkered light and dark pink pillows and blankets), to the framed pink pictures of friends on her pale pink nightstand, Stan Marsh gawked at the sight before him.
He thought he was going to be sick.
"It's so…pink." He commented.
"Really?" Heidi spat sarcastically. She made her way over to her queen size bed and grabbed her camera, that was pink too. Stan shook his head in bewilderment.
"C'mon let's go." Heidi snorted. "We have a lot of things to do today."
"Yes please." Stan chuckled. "I don't think I can take that much more pink."
Heidi laughed and stepped gracefully down the stairs again, and Stan was grateful that he would never have to see Heidi's room again after this.
Out the door, Heidi and Stan trotted over to Heidi's….Heidi's PINK car. Heidi swiftly opened the door for Stan and he nodded in thanks. Then she made her way around the car to get in the driver's seat. Stan sat happily in the passenger seat, glad the interior of the car was black. But that didn't stop him from sitting on a fluffy pink cushion.
"Okay, let's get this show on the road." Heidi mumbled to herself as she started the car.
Stan sighed and looked out the window as the car began to move, his fears consuming him.
They got about as far as 20 feet before the car abruptly jolted forward and screeched to a stop.
"What the fuck?" Heidi slammed her foot on the brake and began to bang on the steering wheel.
"C'mon, GO!" she screamed.
"I don't think that's going to work." Stan insisted.
Heidi ignored him and turned the car off, then back on. She banged some more, jumping up and down on her seat like an angry child. She turned the car off, then on. Off, then on.
"It's not working!" Stan raised his voice.
"I know that!" Heidi snapped.
Stan got outside to inspect the car, and found the problem immediately.
"Your tire popped." He yawned. He was right. The tire was completely flat and the car was tilted at an angle. From underneath the tire was a sharp knife that Heidi must have run over.
"Shit." Was all she said as she stepped outside the car, only to confirm Stan's statement.
"Well? What are we going to do?" Stan asked.
"Walk."
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"We're almost on!" Wendy squeezed Cartman's arm happily. He brushed her off.
"That kind of hurt ho." But he was grinning.
"Sorry." Wendy apologized. She was just so excited- they were almost on the ride, and the line wasn't long either. They had entered the building about 15 minutes ago, and as expected it was dark and "spooky". Wendy admitted she was slightly frightened when they first entered the damp fake tunnel to ride "The Machine", but now she was a little less tense. The line was pushing ahead surprisingly fast, and Wendy could feel her heart racing, not because of the ride but because she was alone, with Cartman. And they were actually getting along..some what.
Wendy studied the tunnel she was in. It was lit by old fashioned candles, probably fake, and there were black fake cells lining one wall, and wax statues of pirates, dead bodies and mental patients were in each one. Cartman scoffed at the decorations, unimpressed.
"I could make a paper crane scarier than those statues." He bragged.
"Well, at least they tried." Wendy shrugged, her heart racing.
The line pushed further ahead, and the two entered a well lit room with roller coaster tracks in the center, and cells on either side of the tracks. On the right side, the side they were on, was were people got on the ride and to the left of the tracks was were people got off. During the entire time, stupid sound effects of screams and stuff played over the invisible speakers. Cartman and Wendy witnessed people getting on and off, and then it was their turn.
"Oh boy!" Wendy breathed, thinking that she sounded exactly like Butters. They pushed forward, and then Cartman suddenly grabbed Wendy's hand and lead her forward so they can grab the front seats.
They got in just before someone else would of.
'Yea!" Cartman grinned again with those dimples. Wendy giggled.
"Are you scared?" She asked.
"Nah, I ain't scared of anything."
"Oh!" Wendy paused as the conductor began to go over the rules, yada yada.
Wendy bit her lip, trying not to let her peeve ruin this momen-"Cartman?"
"What?"
"It's I'm not scared of anything. Not I ain't scared of anything."
"Are you serious?" Cartman snorted. "You'd be to one to correct someone on grammar."
"Well it bugs me!" She protested.
"Your such a bitch." He laughed.
"EXCUSE ME?"
The ride began it's motion.
"Nevermind." He said nonchalantly.
"Cartman, your an ass-"
"Shut up ho!" Cartman put his finger over his lips. "The ride is starting."
Wendy would just have to talk to him about this later. But for now, she was occupied hyperventilating as they climbed up the first monstrous hill.
And wow was this hill big. Maybe it was because they were in the dark, but this hill went on forever. Wendy began to sing to herself, her voice trembling. It was weird that she was scared- she usually wasn't, but something about this ride was sketchy.
He was a boy
And she was a girl
Can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk-
"What are you doing?" Cartman said, incredulous.
"Singing to myself, it helps calm me down." Her voice trembled as she began to sing again:
…and she did ballet
What more can I say?
He wanted her, she'd never tell
but secretly she wanted him as well-
"Your really weird." Cartman laughed. "Why don't you sing something good at least?"
"What! I love this song."
Cartman snorted. "That song is gay. Sing some MCR or Blink 182."
"…Who?" Wendy shook her head.
But all of their friends stuck up their nose
Cuz' they had a problem with his baggy clothes, Wendy took a deep breath for the chorus.
"Your an awful singer." Cartman commented.
"Be quiet. I'm sure your not that great either." Wendy pointed out.
"Actually, I am. My album went platinum."
"Yea right." Wendy felt as if her legs were jello.
Then the ride stopped. Wendy knew that it was for suspense, and that they had reached the top. She looked down. Darkness. She turned into Cartman to brace for impact.
And then they were speeding downwards at a 90 degree drop.
Wendy clung on tightly to the bar as she felt her hair whipping back.
And then disaster struck.
It all began with a fire. A huge fire that lit the room, probably a little earlier timed than usual. Wendy looked up, and is was as if time paused.
She looked at the burning fire. It lit the entire room, and Wendy could see how high she really was.
Which was really, really high.
The fire lit the tracks too. The coaster narrowed down the first hill, and then came back up. They must have been 150 feet up. Near Cartman's side, Wendy noticed another set of tracks, probably for use later on in the ride. They were close, maybe only 7 feet away. And then Wendy looked ahead.
They tracks were headed straight for the burning orange glow, and they weren't stopping anytime soon.
Not to mention, Wendy noticed behind her the tracks were slowly breaking apart. Her heart beat faster than that of a mouse.
She was going to die.
Cartman was going to die.
Wendy gasped as she noticed the cart in the very back of the coaster had fallen along with the breaking tracks into a dark oblivion.
Cartman must have noticed too, because with all his strength he attempted to lift the single bar holding them in. He was trying to get out.
"Help me.." He managed to gasp.
Wendy began to lift too, obey his orders for once. The fire was getting closer and closer.
With all of his strength, Eric Cartman ripped the steel bar of and clutched Wendy tightly. And in a single swoop he tucked Wendy under his massive arms and leaped out of the cart near the closer tracks.
They were airborne. They were dead. Wendy turned to look back, and saw the entire scene unfold. She saw the cart plunge into the fiery mass and all the tracks break completely and clash into one another as they fell.
And then they were falling…
Yay for cliff hangers! Will Cartman and Wendy make the jump? Stay tuned and see you in a couple days!