As of right now, it's currently raining outside of where I live. And because of the coronavirus, I have to stay even more. Anyway, I got this episode idea from an old story in 1968.


Description: Oh RATS! I couldn't think of a description. I'll just give you the story.


Peter set up glue traps around his place. For the past few days, he's been getting problems with mice going into his food, and squeaking sounds in the walls. One time, Unikitty caught them mating each other. While he was able to catch a few mice, more would pop up. So he used glue traps and placed them in any place where mice would be.

"Mice problems?" Johnson said as he walked in.

"Yes."

"I can help you. My uncle's an exterminator. He will gladly help you for free."


The next day, Johnson's uncle arrived and gave us rodent charges. Peter and his friends set them around the area. After that, Johnson's uncle tented the whole house.

"Okay, the bombs are all set. Now, all we need to do is to press the detonator." He said.

"Can I press it?" Peter said.

The exterminator handed Peter the detonator.

Dramatic music plays.

Peter pressed the detonator.

Music stops abruptly.

"Nothing happened," Unikitty said.

"That's because the bombs are not explosive. It's a gas bomb that will kill the rats." The exterminator said. "And it will take around a week before you can use this place again."


So, Peter and his friends spent the week at Peter's house. Meanwhile, more rats began showing up around South Park, and exterminators couldn't keep up with them. The town of South Park gathered around the town hall the next day.

"As you all know, we have problems with rats around town." The mayor said.

"Kill them with fire!" Jimbo shouted.

"We've got exterminators all over the place and no response has been received from them."

"As in nothing?" Randy said.

"Yes. We need to figure out another way to stop those rats from infesting our homes." The mayor said.

"I think the obvious culprit of the rats is the poorest family!" Gerald accused.

"Weren't us!" Stuart countered. "Yes, there are mice around our house, but not rats!"

"As of now, we should avoid staying in our homes." The mayor said. "We should stay outside to avoid the rats!"

The town erupted into cheers.


Everyone moved outside to the park with their personal belongings. Canned Food and water were being offered to the people of South Park.

"What's going on?" Karin said.

"They're moving us out!" Newton said.

All of the town gathered around the park.

"It feels like we're homeless..." Cartman said.

"Yeah, serves you right for mocking Kenny for being poor," Kyle said.

"Fuck you, Jew."


While everyone was asleep, Newton and Unikitty were wide awake.

"You wanna go back home?" He whispered.

"Yeah."

The two went back, only to see a shadowy figure opening Peter's house door with a key. They kept quiet as they watched him turn on the lights. Then they heard a loud gasp.

"Peter!" gasped Unikitty.

The two ran in. There they saw Peter frozen in place. In front of him was at least 200 mice running throughout the kitchen. Newton almost wanted to faint. Peter stood there with his jaw hanging open. Unikitty was about to back away to the door...

She then saw a mice crawling on the doorknob. Unikitty screamed in horror. The mice became aggressive towards the three. They jumped onto Peter and Newton.

"Guys!"

"Just go!" Peter shouted as he was being carried away by the mice.

Unikitty complied and ran off. Meanwhile, Newton tried to fight off the mice, but that only resulted in the mice hanging onto him further.


Unikitty made it back to the park. She woke up Karin, Chris, and Johnson.

"You gotta help me! Newton and Peter are captured by rats!" she said.

"What?!" Chris said. "How did that happen?"

"And since when do rats attack people?" Johnson said.

"I don't know! All I know is that Peter returned to his house only to find rats everywhere!"

"Do you know where these rats went?" Karin asked.

"I don't know! All Peter told me to do is run!"

"Can you show us where you, Newton, and Peter were ambushed?" Chris asked.


Meanwhile, Peter and Newton were carried off into a large, run-down house. When the rats let go of Peter and Newton, they all ran into their holes.

"Where are we?" Newton said.

"Looks like the Spencer Mansion from Resident Evil."

"Or some average creepy mansion you see in any horror movie."

SQUEAK! SQUEAK!

The two saw a group of mice looking at them. More mice appeared everywhere around them. Suddenly, a young man walked up. He was disheveled,

"Hey, we need help against these mice!" Newton called out.

"Um, Newton, he doesn't look very friendly..." Peter said.

"TEAR EM UP!" He screamed.

The rats came on the two as everything cut to black.


Unikitty had gathered her friends at Peter's house.

"Whoa! What happened here?" Chris gasped, looking at all the damage.

"We found rats at Peter's house and they attacked us! And now my friends are taken, the entire town of South Park is sleeping outside, what could be next?"

"How about a creepy guy who is a rat-man?" Karin said.

"What do you-" Johnson said before noticing Karin pointing behind him.

The same guy who ambushed Newton and Peter arrived with his army of rats. It seemed to be getting bigger by the second. They heard the rats squealing loudly as they came for them.


"...wake...up..."

Peter woke up to find his friend helping him up.

"Are we dead?" Peter said.

"No, I can feel myself. I guess getting ambushed by rats wasn't deadly."

The two looked around. They didn't find any rats... for now...

"Newton, where you going?" Peter said, seeing Newton walk away.

"Trying to find an exit," Newton said. "Help me look."

But every place looked like a wall. So the next thing they did was to find anything fake.

"Hey Newton, over here!" Peter said.

"You found a way out?"

"No, it's a journal that might be from that crazy guy."

"Can you read it?"

Ten years of misery. Ten years of imprisonment. Ten years of exile.

The children threw rocks and the women spat upon me as the men dragged me across South Park and threw me in prison. They called me a danger to their sorry existence... used words like "madman" and "insane". Could a madman escape prison unattended? Could a lunatic set up a base right under their noses? Could a psychopath create a mighty army of the common rat?

My days working as a doctor in North Park are no better. I discovered a deadly virus coming to South Park. I learned that covering the patients in rats will make them immune to the disease. Those egotistical brats couldn't compete with my abilities. Where they fell short, I'd constantly excel. Did they appreciate my genius? Did they relish my contributions? No. My superiors beat me and my boss dragged me out on the streets like a common beggar.

As my enemy grew weak, they forgot Willard and his brilliance. I build my army. I used every bit of my knowledge to make them pay. My legion grows stronger each day.

Oh, they will pay. Their denial of doom amuses me. I will watch South Park fall and North Park burn. And when they see the fury I have unleashed upon them, while my army is gnawing at their flesh and bones, they will come begging and groveling at my feet. But there will be no mercy, no peace, no alliance. And I will laugh as I douse myself in their blood. And I will dance and I will rejoice over their mangled corpses. The time has come.

Ten years of misery. Ten years of pain. Ten years of death.

"Holy crap..." Peter gasped.

"Hey! I found a way out!" Newton said.

Newton uncovered a secret hole leading outside. The two went outside to see the chaos caused by Willard.

"Let's go!" Peter said.

"Wait! We need to find Unikitty." Newton said.


The two arrived back at their house just in time to see Chris, Karin, Johnson, and Unikitty on top of a car surrounded by rats.

"Hey!" Newton shouted.

This attracted the rats.

"Oh crap!" Peter said.

The rats were now focused on Peter and Newton. The two ran as fast as they could. They saw police officers shooting at the rats but to no avail. The rats swarmed over construction workers trying to run them over with steamrollers. Peter could see a fire truck with its hose. Immediately he ran to it and turned on the water. He sprayed the rats away. But that didn't stop them.

"If only we had something to use against the mice!" Peter shouted over the chaos.

"I don't think we can fight off the mice," Newton said. "We need to flee!"

The two made their way around people getting devoured by the mice or crashes from people driving away. They saw a helicopter flying overhead.

"Peter! Newton! Meet us at the town hall!" A voice overheard said.

"It's Unikitty!" Newton said.

"Wait, she knows how to fly a helicopter?" Peter asked.

"No, she's only speaking through the mic. Someone else must be flying it."

As they made their way to the town hall, the two discovered helicopters evacuating survivors of the rat massacre.

"Get in!" The pilot said.

The two got on the helicopter. They could see Unikitty riding the shotgun, and Chris, Johnson, and Karin riding in the back. As the two flew out into the city, Peter looked outside. He could see the rats bringing out survivors who didn't evacuate be brought under Willard. I knew what was coming for them.


Our helicopter landed beyond South Park. I then looked at the sign as we all got off.

"North Park?" I asked to myself.

I looked behind me. More survivors including the entire fourth-grade class, their parents, and anyone else I already knew were awed by the sight of North Park.

"I guess we're living here now," Newton said.

THE END?


Oh, terribly sorry about the update time. Too busy playing Resident Evil 3 on my PC.