A/n: Nervermind about uploading this chapter Wednesday or Thursday for those that read my Darkness Falls fic...If you haven't checked it out yet could you pleeeeease do so? I would greatly appreciate it. Only one chapter to add to this fic and it's done. This chapter will feature the whole season 2 gang:

-Gregory is in Wendy's body

-Wendy is in Bebe's body

-Nichole is in Thomas' body

-Bebe is in Nichole's body

-Christophe is in Gregory's body

-Thomas is in Christophe's body

Please enjoy)

Chapter 21: Bored he said

Gregory, Wendy, Nichole, and Bebe were dumbfounded. The four eyed the other in the body that wasn't rightfully theirs, but soon Gregory became intrigued yet again. "Well this is rather new," he admitted. He was the first to speak once they arrived in South Park. Many stars and a few clouds occupied the midnight sky, a full moon shining beautifully over the mountains.

The group found themselves by Stark's Pond, they scared a couple away thanks to their sudden appearance. Actually it was thanks to Bebe's screaming.

"New?!" Wendy exclaimed, disbelief evident in her outburst. "This isn't just new, this is freaking crazy! Plus we're not even getting paid for this crap!" Her disbelief quickly changed into irritation, just what made Damien even think up something this insane?

Wendy felt a hand on her shoulder, looking to her right to see Gregory shaking his head. "Now now Wendy calm down, no need to get so worked up. This will-"

"Oh shut it," Wendy angrily interjected shrugging her body's hand off of her. "Don't tell me to calm down! What you did just a minute ago pissed me off even more you damn pervert!"

A tense pause on Gregory's end as a deep red colored his cheeks. "I thought you were a gentlemen, I thought you knew better. I can't believe you had the nerve to touch my breasts!" A chorus of gasps made Gregory's face beet red, he had been caught in the act.

"A pervert is among us females!" Bebe shouted as she pointed an accusing finger at the red faced teen.

Gregory raised his hands up in surrender, he couldn't help it. He's a guy for crying out loud, a boy can get curious. "Please ladies-"

"Pervert, pervert, pervert." The three girls chanted, but two out of three suddenly paused. Both Wendy and Bebe turned their attention to Nichole, both of their eyes narrowed in suspicion. Nichole felt that the two girls were suspecting something, and she sweatdropped.

"Nichole," Wendy began, her voice stern.

"You didn't experiment with this guy's body did you?" Bebe finished, her voice equally serious.

Nichole almost turned green at the accusing question, she could care less about a male's body, well unless they were her boyfriend or their look appealed to her. But now that she's in a boy's body didn't mean she would do what Gregory did, she's not that curious. "Like hell I did! Doing that was the last thing on my mind," she answered, but the two girls still felt doubtful.

"So that means you thought about it?" Wendy asked, this time both she and Bebe got in her face. Nichole opened her mouth to deny the idea, but instead she blurted out something that made her predicament even worse.

"COCK!"

A cricket filled the now awkward silence between them, Nichole quickly covering her mouth after her random but also familiar outburst. Her cheeks were just as red as Gregory's face a minute ago. Another second of silence passed before someone said anything, it being Gregory. "Oh my, was that...The boy's Tourette's just now?"

A loud splash followed by a shower of water intervened on the teens' uncomfortable atmosphere, Nichole thanking whomever for saving her from further humiliation. All eyes directed their attention to the pond, ripples rapidly coming from the center of the water. "Nichole...you got us covered right?" Bebe suddenly asked, her eyes glued to the pond.

Nichole spluttered out incoherent words for some seconds. "Me?!"

"Yeah you, you're the only boy in the group," Wendy reasoned. Gregory nodded in agreement though he can handle himself even in a girl's body. He found this laughable so why not join. The three began to bicker back and forth with Gregory only nodding here and there, multiple bubbles started to form on the surface of the pond. Slowly, a head made their way up followed by another.

"Look I'm still a girl goddamn it! 'SHIT'!" Nichole was getting irritated now, but she didn't mean to blurt out another curse word at the end.

Both Wendy and Bebe scoffed. "On the inside you are, but not one the outside," Wendy confirmed and Gregory nodded before looking to the pond. His eyes widened slightly.

"Ummm ladies," his statement for their attention earned him an annoyed "What?!" from the three. He ignored them and just jabbed a thumb toward the pond, the girls plus Nichole turning their eyes to the water. Bebe screamed again.

Coming out soaked to the bone were Christophe and Thomas, the British/Frenchman's face clearly showing how angry he was. "Oh, I kind of figured Christophe would be in my body," Gregory said confirming the Frenchman's true identity with one glance. Christophe paused then blinked, he gave Gregory his undivided attention whilst raising an eyebrow.

"Gregory? You in a female body?" Gregory blinked as well, his body's voice mixed with Christophe's French...How were they compatible? He wondered curiously. Suddenly both male's laughed, the rest of the four giving them looks that showed their confusion.

"Those two are weird," Bebe whispered. The others nodded in agreement.

"So 'ow does it feel to be a girl, or should I ask 'ow does it feel to be in your écraser's body?" Christophe laughed once again as Gregory involuntarily blushed. Wendy blushed also, but in shock.

Bebe looked to her best friend with a raised eyebrow. "What the hell are you blushing for? Wait, you understood what he said?"

Wendy froze for a short moment, then she started messing with her blonde hair. "Y-yeah I know what he said, but I didn't know Gregory had a crush on me..."

"Zhat because 'e never made it obvious obviously, and you were going out wizh what's 'is face at zhe time," Christophe stated a matter-of-factly. He then sat on the bench only to realize something was wrong. Something was missing...

Christophe slouched forward and massaged his forehead with a deep sigh. " 'ow zhe 'ell did I not notice until now for fuck's sake?!" He internally berated himself. Looks like he's going to have get another shovel, he'll miss his previous one dearly.

"Yeaaah before we even start on the whole lover's crap," Nichole quickly said before either Wendy or Gregory could say anything. "I think we need to figure out what to do from here. 'ASS'!" Stifled laughter followed soon after her outburst, Thomas however looked to her with a look of relief.

"If you're effected by my Tourette's zhen," Thomas' face lit up, he didn't care who was in his body if it meant he was free from his syndrome. "I can finally talk wizhout cussing against my will!" He also didn't care how it happened, he was happy at the fact that he could talk normally now.

In that instant, the taller male felt something hit his arm. He looked to the culprit seeing an angry blonde male glaring at him. "I don't give a rat's ass 'ow you suddenly lost your damn Tourette's, but do not do some 'appy sheety dance. You're still my body idiot." Wow, way to kill a person's mood.

"Why so mad all of a sudden?" Gregory asked, his body just grunted in reply. "You're not mad at the fact that you can't smoke are you?" Gregory would, without a doubt, kill the Frenchman if he ever tasted a trace of cigarette smoke in his mouth once he returned to his body.

"No, it's 'is shovel," Thomas answered for the grumpy British/Frenchman. " 'e probably lost it in zhe water."

Gregory nodded. "But he hasn't smoked has he?" The British noirette was satisfied with the answer he received, Christophe could continue living. "Also where did you two come from? You fell from the sky or something?"

Thomas blinked, he hadn't a clue how they suddenly landed in Stark's Pond. "I 'onestly don't know, me and grumpy face over zhere were running from zhe police and we suddenly ended up 'ere."

"Yeah that's very nice but can we umm go now?" Bebe asked, annoyed for having stayed out in the cold for so long. Though it's probably been about five to ten minutes, even the writer didn't know.

"Where zhe 'ell would we go?" Christophe pointed out. "In case you've forgotten, zhe damn Antichrist sent us 'ere meaning zhis is most likely not South Park."

"Yes he's right," Gregory said in agreement. "Since that is the case, it wouldn't be wise to wonder about here. Your homes might not be the same as they originally were."

No one disagreed with Gregory's statement, he spoke the truth. "So what do we do then?" Wendy asked, but her question was left answered. Not a single one of the teens knew what to do.

That is until a silhouette of a person appeared before them at the edge of the Pond, only four out of the two teens screamed. Bebe's of course being the loudest. The shadow of a male began to form, his creepy blood red eyes staring back at the frightened teens. Except for two. "The hell are you guys freakin' out for?" The male asked, the familiar voice caused the four to quickly change their feelings on the matter.

Damien stood before them with a bored look on his face, clearly not amused with something. "Zhe 'ell do you want?" Christophe demanded. "Your bullsheet show isn't over yet."

Damien rolled his eyes as he walked forward a bit before answering. "Yeah, watching you guys stand here like confused idiots is worth my time. I came here to tell you all that my show is over. You guys are the worst actors I've ever hired." Bebe looked offended by his insult whereas the others cared less about what he said, they're just glad it was ending. "But before it officially ends, I have to put you all back into your original body's."

"This was better planned in my head," Damien thought irritably. "Why doesn't shit go right whenever you plan it beforehand?" He shook the thought away, it wasn't all that bad especially when his show first started. He'd gotten some good laughs here and there, giving him the impression that it was his best idea yet. But it most certainly wasn't the case, after episode...Hell he didn't even remember, his interest began to decrease after a couple of episodes. The idea of adding additions to the mix was supposed to change his feelings on the matter, but alas it didn't. So he's going to end it now and go back to his original life.

"So what was the point of doing this in the first place?" Wendy inquired.

Damien shrugged. "No real reason, I was just bored is all."

Silence.

"Are fucking serious?" Christophe deadpanned. "You live in 'ell for fuck's sake, 'ow could you 'ave possibly been bored down zhere?"

Damien shrugged again. "It happens to all of us. Hell can get boring too ya know, why else did I do this?"

"Cuz you're a retarded, no life 'aving asshole," Christophe answered although Damien's question was rhetorical.

The Antichrist flipped him off. "Shut the hell up, anyway let's go so I don't have to put up with this old man who is constantly on his period." Gregory stifled a laugh at the comment, and with that, the group vanished from sight.

(A/n: The word in italics:

écraser: Crush

I hope you enjoyed and the next chapter will be up soon)