A/N: Cartman blends into the ZELDA PARK SCENE and we get our first glimpse as to his road ahead. Enjoy.
4: Reflections
From what I remembered of the Zelda demo, this was how I started things, out, a new land with stuff I must scavenge to find. The beauty of South Park somehow being overtaken by nature over this past century was something to both behold and cringe.
"This is nuts…" The cream village looked the size of what the bulk of downtown was small activates going on with normal daily life happening, although on a much primitive scale.
"There's got to be food around here…" Vendors looked like they were selling food but it wasn't the cheesy poofy goodness that I know and come to expect. Fruits herbs and spices are abounded. I now found myself walking into the village itself which gave me my first look at its inhabitants. Elves of some type, the pointy ears were a giveaway.
"Hi sir…" One older woman tending a shop now got my attention. The building in question had her selling clothes for all sizes, including thankfully mine.
"Is there something I can interest you in. We have clothes for all sorts of terrain, boots, hats, we can even buy what you have for Herberts in exchange."
"Are those…"
"Yes they are the currency of the area."
I shook suddenly realizing that I could now hear her voice in my mind. Amazing what can develop in a century of me being off the planet.
"You may not be able to speak, sir but I can tell you are weary. Let's see if we can give you a better outfit for your road ahead."
She led me inside to her store and quickly went to work doing size measurements and calculations. My default outfit which had been mixed with the hub gear was quickly stripped away and a more earth wile gear was put into its place. The process took nearly a full 7 ½ minutes and when she was done she pulled away and spun in a circle proud of herself.
"By the divine grace of Turner you do look perfect."
A mirror now showed my body. No longer had I been the big boned kid in the red jacket. A blue tunic with bright green boots now was my look. My hair was now flowing out in earnest, and the lone sign of my former self was the hat I usually wear, that was now tied to my back.
"Your hat I've converted into a bop bag. In it you'll find some gear I've hand picked to get you started. Plenty of food, tents, hunting supplies and elemental gear for your road ahead."
I looked at the woman mildly impressed. As I began to open my mouth I could once again hear her voice in my head.
"Your voice will return once Turner slays the troll. Don't worry about paying me, there was something foretold to me 20 years ago saying I had a part to play in getting a hero started in a majestic quest."
I was looking now at a map that was popped into my left arm. Portable and primitive at the same time. An arrow blinked repeatedly showing my path.
"Our fortune teller lies at the edge of the village. She'll give you insight of what lies ahead. Turnspeed Eric Cartman and good luck."
I nodded in gratitude at the woman who bared a slight resemblance that I could now see to my mom. I sighed in regret knowing that I may never see her again, but I could still find Heidi and live on in this new world.
The houses of the village all had their mix of elvish children playing and being normal. Even back a century ago the streets would have never been this crowded, in some corners I could still see primitive tech of my previous life. A few iPhones embedded in the buildings, a PS4 now holding candles and wax figurines. The vase in that shop I was just at was a football helmet that had been filled with dirt and sprouted a sunflower.
"Wow…"
This world was completely changed. As I now saw the edge of the village one lone house remained. It looked eerily familiar though, too familiar in some cases when it began to dawn on me.
"No way…"
Yep I could now tell, that was Butters House, somehow preserved and stood out amongst the Zelda style buildings. The door somehow was easily opened, and I got a glimpse of the very familiar couch inside. A woman sat on it entranced by the TV that was inexplicably blaring despite the no lights around the area vibe.
"Excuse me…" Me screaming I know by this point was fruitless but somehow the woman turned, and I could now tell one simple thing.
"Wow, Butters makes a convincing woman."
Unlike Majorine, she was the female version of Butters Stotch, now I could see she was eying me down waiting to speak as involving my presence.
"Cartman, welcome to the Cream Village. I've been awaiting your arrival."
My mouth got out the words and she quickly responded.
"Leopolla Stotch III. But you may refer to me as Majorine Jr. I am the Great-Great Granddaughter of the friend of yours you call Butters."
She walked over to my face and closed the mouth that I had dropped open wide.
"We have to talk, and I believe you can't while still having some questions for me."
Once again this is really messed up.
A/N: What will the last of the Stotches reveal to the plump link? Stay tuned for Chapter 5: Metamorphosis As Always Subscribe for more.