Chapter 14

The Escape (Pt. 1)

With the tensions having now simmered down, the boys focused on how they were actually going to get out. Token sat on a stool near an open window. The smell of sulfur, ash, and smoke filled his nostrils. It was revolting in a way since he figures most of the smell came off these walking corpses. "So now what?" he finally asked, directing the question to no one in particular. Said question managed to coax the other boys into looking his way though.

"What do you mean 'now what' Token?" replied Craig.

Climbing from his stool, the African male casually ambled from the clear window he has been staring out from. "I mean, we have the keys to the bus, some stuff to get us by…but where will we go from there? Sure as hell ain't gonna be at some motel," he scoffed before crossing his arms over his chest.

"Bus?" Kyle questioned, soon looking over to the masculine blonde who had refused to leave his side since his breakdown. He feels Kenny's hand patting his head before said blonde stands up.

"Yeah, it's our plan…in a way" he informed the red-head, "basically, hi-jack a bus, ram the school gates down, home free!"

"Yeah, but home free to where, and who's gonna drive the damn bus?" retorted Token. He soon uncrosses his arms and settles his hands over his chest. "I can't drive a bus," he blurted.

With an arm securely wrapped around Tweek's lithe form, Craig emitted a low guffaw before turning to look at the larger brunette. "Hey fat-ass, you've driven big-rigs, right?"

"Ey, fuck you Tucker!" Cartman snapped.

"Hey, hey, come one..how 'bout this? We find the bus first, get on, and worry about the driver as well as the location from there?" Kenny jumped in. "But we still gotta get outta here…before the place is over run," he added.

The boys looked upon one another before finally nodding their heads in agreement.

"Right, let's carry what we can and head out. Chances are those fuckers are still outside, so let's hope they're the blind ones," said Craig, already helping a jittery blonde off the desk they were on.

"Ngh! Oh jesus…t-too much pressure!"

Craig strokes the lime-eyed teen's cheek lightly, "no worries Tweekers. Just stick with me."

For a brief second, said caffeine addict actually gave the noir-head a crooked smile. But it soon vanished when a deep chuckle vibrated from behind them.

"Fags," sneered Cartman.

"Says the one who was smothering afro-head," Craig snapped back, pulling the trembling Tweek behind his larger mass.

It was then that Cartman straightened up and practically got in the smaller male's face. The height and physique difference in both males was obvious; yet even so, Craig showed no signs of being intimidated.

"You're this close from having your neck snapped, Tucker," bellowed the hulking tight-end.

"Yeah, and you're this close from being shot," returned the wide-receiver. To prove his point, Craig pulls out his handgun, "three bullets left…don't make me waste one on you, fat ass."

Even with the gun in view, Cartman did not back down; his lips even angled into a snarl. It wasn't until a pale cream hand planted itself upon his thickly broad chest did Cartman's scowl fade.

"Ladies, please, we don't have time for this shit," the voice of Kyle was a bit stern, however both boys could pick up on the slight discomfort in the Jew's tone. After exchanging each other one last glare, both boys parted ways. Rolling his emerald eyes, Kyle turned to follow the larger teen unintentionally.

This of course did not go unnoticed by Craig Tucker. Hell, even the others in the room who witnessed the display were snickering in the background.

After resting up for 30 minutes, the boys gathered their things and began carefully unblocking the doorway. Kenny is the first to check the hall outside, the keys to the bus tucked away in his pocket. The group agreed since the formally hooded blonde was the fastest, he should be the one to hold the keys and unlock the bus. Halls were clear, minus the two limping figures further down one side of the hall. Silently, the boys ambled out, one trailing after another. Cartman was a bit bummed when they had to leave the saw though, but its loud motor would surely attract another horde. So he had to settle for his bat since Kenny already had dibs on the chain; and of course, Craig refused to part with his gun. Token was able to find a metal pipe in the back room as well; abandoning his makeshift bolt gun for the same reason as the saw.

With vigilance and timing, the boys managed to evade lots of 'zombies' that were loitering about. They grew excited once they finally spotted the exit to the school's parking lot. With haste, the boys made their way towards the door. Kyle suddenly spots something near the door's entrance frame. As they approached, a grotesque gurgling sound came from around the corner. It was only then that whatever Kyle saw came into full view. A hulking, rounded hideous obese man covered in large boils and growths.

"Guys, look out!" yelled Kyle, but it was too late. A wave of disgusting goo spews all over Clyde, Token and some even coats Cartman.

"Aw sick dude!" the behemoth gags at the horrific smell. Out of spite, Cartman pulls back his bat and aims to hammer it into the being's head. That was an even bigger mistake. Once metal collided with skull, the obese boiled covered 'zombie' bursts into another wave of sickening bile. The mass of gunk splatters over the majority of the boys, sparring only Tweek, Butters and Kenny.

"Son-ova-bitch Cartman!" yelled Craig as he wiped a portion of the bile off his face. The other boys who were also covered in disgusting plasma mumbled their series of curses.

"Ok, how was that my fault?!" retorted the hulking teen, also wiping some puked bile off his face. "What the fuck is this shit anyway? It's sticking to my clothes.." he complained; even going as far as taking off his cap, comically giving it a twist and slapping it back on.

Nearly seconds after the explosion of intestines, a horrific thunder of screams, groans, and roars echoed throughout the entire school. The repugnant mixture of heinous vocals sent shivers up each boy's spine. They have all heard this type of 'alert' before, and have all pieced together as well as come to hate what followed after.

"Annnnnnnd that's our cue to go! Run!" Kenny didn't hesitate and took off running towards the parking lot; Butters clinging to his hand. The others did not trail too far behind. As the boys ran through the compound of the lot, heavy pounding of steps that were not their own began to approach from all sides. Silhouettes of all shapes and sizes began to appear. Like mindless animals, mangled and mutilated zombies would spring from behind parked cars and stampeded from the school's building. Deep snarls bellowed from these numerous beings as they closed in on the group.

"Cartman!" Kyle cried.

Said hulking teen would pivot his head to see a running woman with no left arm advancing from his right side. Keeping balance with his running pace, the brute aims and slams the woman across her mauled face with his bat. Rather than stopping to watch her sprawl across the pavement, Cartman continued to run so as to stay close to the Jew. "Hurry up Kahl, or am I going to have to carry you?" he sneered, surprisingly with steady breaths.

"Sh-shut up, fat ass!" he snapped, already panting heavily. Curse him for not working out as much as he should have.

Kenny could see the buses now. 'Fuck, which one is ours?!' he thought worryingly. They didn't exactly go over this part of the plan.

"Shit, which one is ours, god damn it.." Kenny heard Cartman scream, apparently having read his mind. What Kenny wasn't expecting was a quick answer.

"There! Far right, number 409," Butters replied, his breathing obviously labored.

"But how do yo-"

"I checked the keys before you took them," he replied once more, sending the older blonde next to him a reassuring smile.

Kenny could only grin back in amazement. "And this is why I love you, Butter-cup!"

The affectionate comment undoubtedly made Butters blush a deep shade of red. But the feeling was short lived when the worse sound possible reached the blonde's ears.

"AAHHHHHHH! H-HELP! MAKE IT STOP!"

Oooooh snap!

New chapter before my night class! I do apologize for the wait.

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