Playerhood18: We'll see.
GBond007: They were talking about snapping Kenny out of the Mind Control spell.
South Down: Somebody gets it.
Guest tea: Alright then.
I am a burglar: Okay...
The first thing Kenny had done after breakfast was take a long shower before ditching his parka in exchange for a red t-shirt and blue shorts. Afterwards, he headed outside to meet up with his friends, who were waiting for him down the street.
"Wow Kenny, you look different," Kyle pointed out when he saw his friend's new attire. "In a good way, I mean."
"Yeah," Kenny replied, his voice un-muffled now that he wasn't wearing his parka. "I'm probably gonna be trying all my new clothes this week alone. See which one I like most."
"Neat," Stan complimented as they went walking down the sidewalk. "So Kenny, how does it feel now that you've won?"
"It's awesome!" Kenny exclaimed. "Look at this!" He pulled out a wallet, and in it were several $20 bills.
"Cool!" Stan and Kyle said in unison.
Cartman folded his arms and rolled his eyes. "I should have gotten that prize," He said, pouting. "My wish would have been so much sweeter. . ."
"Shut up, Cartman!" Kyle snapped. "Kenny won fair and square! Deal with it!"
"Yeah," Kenny said, nodding in agreement and blowing a raspberry at Cartman, whose face turned red.
Placing an arm around Kenny's shoulder, Stan asked, "So, Kenny, what are you gonna do first?"
"Well first, I'm gonna buy a few dolls for Karen," Kenny replied. "Then, since my dad said he's gonna be buying a few game consoles for me and my siblings, I should probably buy a few games then."
"Sounds like a plan!" Kyle said, grinning. "We'll come with!"
"Thanks," Kenny replied. The boys were about to do just that, when suddenly, Kenny felt a splitting migraine rip through his head, causing him to shout out and collapse onto his knees, clutching his head.
"Kenny!" The other boys exclaimed in horror. They crowded around him, Stan asked, "Are you alright?"
Kenny gritted his teeth, still clutching his aching head.
Kenny, please! A voice called out in the darkness. Don't leave me, Kenny!
Sounded almost like. . . Karen. . .
Almost as quickly as it started, the headache faded. Kenny shook his head and got to his feet, rubbing his head in confusion. "Kenny, what happened?" Kyle asked, concerned.
Kenny removed his hand from his head. "It was. . . nothing," He replied. "Let's. . . let's go."
Shaking off the off feeling, Kenny continued down the street, his friends following suite.
"We're here, Miss Meyers," The hypnotized Officer Barbrady droned as he stopped the police car at City Hall. Exiting the vehicle, he opened the backdoor, allowing Leslie to hop out of the car. With a gesture of her hand, she beckoned Kenny to follow her.
Leslie's arms were folded behind her back as she marched towards the entrance of City Hall, flanked by security guards outside the building. With a single push, she swung the doors open and entered the building.
As Leslie and Kenny made their way to the Mayor's office, they found a woman already inside, standing in front of the Mayor's desk.
"Please, Mayor, I don't know what's going on," The woman was telling the Mayor. "My little Tommy entered that online game of his, and when he came out, he's been completely different. He won't respond to anything I tell him; it's like he's in a trance."
"Don't worry," Mayor McDaniels reassured her, her voice eerily monotone. "Everything is alright."
"You've been saying that ever since I came here!" The woman exclaimed in a frustrated tone. "I want answers!"
Striding past the distressed woman, Leslie approached the mayor. "Get this woman out of here," She commanded. "Everyone is to remain indoors until further notice."
"As you wish," Mayor McDaniels droned. She turned to the guards and gestured towards them, and immediately, they rushed over and seized the woman, dragging her out of the office.
"Hey, wait!" The woman cried as she was hauled off. "You can't do this! Please!"
As the office doors were slammed shut, the Mayor said, "What are your orders, Miss Meyers?"
Leslie was silent for a few moments, deep in thought. She'd ordered Kyle disposed of inside the game, but she wasn't sure if her minions had finished the job. Better safe than sorry.
"I want Kyle Broflovski," She demanded. "I'm issuing a warrant for his apprehension. Bring him to the City Hall."
"As you wish," The Mayor said. Standing up, she headed off to relay the order to the guards. As the Mayor exited the room, Leslie took her place sitting in her office chair, a smirk on her lips.
"Isn't this wonderful, Kenny?" She asked the mind-controlled blond, who didn't respond. "I'm finally getting my wish. And this is just the beginning."
Standing up, she walked over to the window and stared out at the town before her, a town completely under her control.
"If things keep going my way, everyone will become my toys."
At Kyle's house, the ragtag group had been puzzling over their strategy for an indiscernible amount of time when Sheila had suddenly barged into the room, exclaiming, "The police are outside!"
"Oh shit!" Stan shouted in a panic. "We're not done planning yet!"
"Open up!" A gruff voice shouted from downstairs, followed by a rough banging noise on the door. The kids shook in fear as they weighed their options.
"Can we exit from the back?" Butters suggested. The kids rushed out the room and down the hallway towards the back of the house and gazed out the window. To their horror, however, several kids, wearing costumes from inside the game, were advancing from the backyard.
"Well, we're fucked," Craig said, sounding only mildly irritated despite the dire situation.
"That's it!" The voice from downstairs bellowed. "Break down the door!"
The kids rushed towards the top of the staircase just in time to see the door be smashed through by several police officers. They infiltrated the house, pushing past Kyle's parents as they scoured the room. One of them glanced upwards and saw the kids standing atop the stairs.
"There they are!" The officer shouted. "Get 'em!"
Before the officers could react, Sheila grabbed a chair and smacked the two nearest officers over the head. "Go children, now!" She shouted as she struck another officer over the head. "We'll hold them off!"
As Kyle's parents held off the cops, the kids quickly burst down the stairs and out the open door. Kyle took the time to snatch his father's car keys before fleeing. As they rushed outside, a girl dressed as an elf pounced out of the shadows, tackling Butters, who screamed in terror.
"Get off of him!" Red shouted, body-slamming the elf off of Butters. Grabbing Butters by the arm, she hoisted him to his feet and continued forward.
Kyle slammed the door shut on the officers as they attempted to pursue them. "Into the car!" He shouted, rushing towards his father's car. The other kids obeyed, scrambling inside, struggling to make room in the vehicle.
"Come on, come on!" Kyle said as he pushed the car keys into the slot, nearly fumbling with them. He managed to activate the car, but it remained still.
"What are you waiting for?" Stan asked from the passenger seat. "Let's go!"
"I can't reach the pedals," Kyle pointed out. As he spoke, a sword was plunged through the window, nearly skewering Kyle. He dodged the blade, turning around to see a 5th grader dressed as a crusader, hanging from the door.
"I can!" Wendy declared, squeezing underneath Kyle and pressing her hand against the pedal. Quickly, the car backed up, causing the crusader to tumble off the door. Behind them, several officers dodged out of the way as the car exited the driveway.
Quickly, Kyle spun the steering wheel, and the car drove down the streets. "Where do we go now?" Clyde asked.
"We have to get Karen!" Annie reminded the group. "If anyone can snap Kenny out of his spell, it's her!"
"Right!" Kyle said, driving the car down the street. He was doing a pretty good job, despite his young age.
As they drove, Token pressed his face against the window and looked outside. Quickly, his eyes widened in horror. "Uh, guys, I think we have company?"
"What do you-" Bebe started, only to let out a horrified shriek as an arrow lodged itself into the window next to her. The kids looked outside and saw several Indian Hunters standing on the rooftops across the neighborhood, arrows trained on the moving vehicle.
"Oh, shit!" Kyle shouted, swerving the car as a hail of arrows were launched at it. Several of them pierced the car's metal, others smashing into the windows, nearly striking the car's occupants.
"I liked this game so much better when the weapons were fake!" Clyde squeaked, ducking as one arrow managed to smash through the window and into the car. Miraculously, it avoided hitting anyone.
As Kyle turned a corner, the kids felt something land on top of the car. Before anyone could ask what it was, a long, pale arm smashed through the windowsill. Kyle recoiled as his face was hit with tiny shards of glass, cutting into his skin. The car skidded wildly, nearly crashing into a house.
Kyle jerked his head to the side as the Visitor swiped at him, hanging onto the top of the car. Quickly, Wendy slammed her fist onto the bricks, causing the car to stop abruptly. Quickly, the Visitor went flying off the car, tumbling onto the street in front of them. Wendy pressed onto the pedals, and the car zoomed forward, running over the alien attacker.
Soon enough, the kids had entered the SoDoSoPa district. "We're almost there!" Kyle exclaimed, relief washing over him.
As they entered Kenny's neighborhood, gunshots rang through the air. Kyle panicked and swerved as several police officers fired at the car from the sidewalk. One bullet hit the front tire, causing the car to spiral out of control. The kids screamed in unison as the car crashed, landing on its side.
For a few moments, the kids sat in the downed vehicle, dazed. Kyle was the first to recover, unbuckling his seat-belt and kicking the door open. "Come on, you guys!" He said, grabbing Wendy and shaking her. "We have to get out!"
Slowly, the kids crawled out of the crashed vehicle, still reeling from the violent crash. Nevertheless, they rushed towards the McCormick Residence, using the restaurant exterior to hide as the cops crowded around the downed car.
"Did you see where they went?" One officer asked as they inspected the vehicle, not noticing the kids slip past. Heading behind the house, Kyle opened the house's backdoor and ushered the other kids inside.
Before long, they had reached the living room. Kenny's family was huddled on the couch, but they snapped to attention when they saw the kids arrive. "Kenny's friends!" Carol exclaimed, standing up. "What is going on?"
"No time to explain!" Stan replied. "Look, we need Karen!"
"Me?" Karen asked, stunned. Bebe and Red rushed forward and picked her up, carrying her off the couch.
"What are you kids talking about?" Stuart asked, annoyed. "First some chick shows up and takes my youngest son, and now you want to take my daughter away, too?"
The kids were about to explain, but Annie stormed in front of Stuart. "Look, mister!" She snapped, pointing a finger up at him. "Your son is in danger, and Karen's the only one who can save him! Maybe you could've as well, if you gave a shit about your kids! Now, if you have a shred of affection for Kenny and want to help him, you'll stay out of our way!"
Stuart stared at Annie, taken aback. Nearby, Red leaned in on Wendy and whispered, "What the Hell's happened to her?"
Suddenly, the door swung open, and several cops barged inside. "There they are!" One of them said, pointing at the kids. Karen let out a scream and hid behind the girls. Carol hugged Kevin while Stuart vanished from the living room.
"Stay back!" Kyle warned the officers as they marched forward. "I'm warning you."
"Miss Meyers wants you," The head officer said, looming over the kids. "Come quietly, and no one gets hurt."
Kyle shielded the other kids. "Guys, get Karen outside," He whispered to them. "I'll hold them off. . . somehow." He eyed the cops carefully, unsure of how exactly he was going to do so.
As one of the cops lunged forward, he was sent flying backwards by a blast of electricity. The kids recoiled by the sudden blast of light. When they looked back, their eyes widened in shock. Stuart had reappeared in the living room, only now he was holding a pair of stun gun batons and a pair of goggles were over his eyes.
"Daddy. . ." Karen whispered.
"Go save my son," Sizzler Stuart commanded, keeping his eyes on the cops. "I'll hold these guys off." Lunging forward, he shocked another police officer with his baton.
The kids didn't need to be told twice. They scrambled out back, rushing outside. They fled as far away from the McCormick Residence as they could, not stopping until they were well away. Finally, they stopped once they'd reached a hiding spot, concealed by darkness.
For a few moments, the kids stood there, trying to catch their breaths. "Oh, man. . ." Clyde whispered, clutching his chest. "I think I'm gonna be sick."
"W-What do we do now?" Butters asked, shaking in the cold.
"We gotta. . . get Karen. . . to Kenny. . ." Annie whispered, pausing every few seconds to take a breath.
"But how?" Stan asked. "Getting Karen at all was hard enough. How are we gonna get past Leslie and reach him?"
Kyle collapsed onto the ground, clutching his head. "This is my fault," He groaned, distraught. "I played right into Leslie's hands. I was so focused on stopping Cartman that I just disregarded her as a threat."
"You can't just blame yourself, dude," Stan replied. "She fooled all of us."
Karen stepped forward. "I don't know what's going on, but I do know my brother's in danger," She said. "Kenny played that game because he wanted to save me. I'll do anything to save him!"
Annie rested a hand on Karen's shoulder and looked upon the other kids. "Come on, you guys," She said. "We can't call it quits yet. Leslie wants you to think she's won, but we're not out of the game yet!"
"But we just got creamed!" Token exclaimed. "Everyone is against us, now! The Visitors, those Indians, the elves. . ."
"Exactly," Annie said. "They acted like they were still playing the game! Well, why can't we?"
At that, the other kids turned to face Annie, intrigued. "Huh?" Red asked.
"As far as everyone else is concerned, they're playing the game!" Annie said, smacking a fist into her palm. "Well then, let's play their game, too!"
At that, the other kids smirked, an identical idea forming in their heads.
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