Description: Wendy runs for school president after the previous one steps down.
It was casino night at South Park elementary gym. Everyone was gambling, drinking, and most of all, getting themselves an overdose.
"Hit me! Hit me! Hit me! Hit me! Aw, busted." Sharon said to Cartman, who was handling blackjack.
"Sorry, Sharon, try again." Cartman said.
"Oh yeah? Try this!" Sharon said, throwing her cup, splashing her drink all over Cartman's face.
"Thanks. I really need a wine bath today." Cartman said sarcastically.
The whole casino night was organized by the school president, Erin Madison.
"You're doing a good job, Erin." Mr. Mackey said. "This casino is a huge success."
"I got that idea because everyone in South Park loves to drink until they're broken." Erin said.
Gerald was a big gambler.
"I'll put it all on number 17!" He said, placing his bets on said number.
Stan spun the wheel. By some stroke of luck, the pointer landed on 17.
"YES!" Gerald cheered. "I actually won something epic!"
Gerald quickly ran to the cashier to cash it all in.
"$250,000, baby!" He said.
"Um sir, this isn't real money." Erin said.
"What?"
"This casino was for charity. The most you could get is two tickets to a softball game."
"Give me my money!" Gerald said.
"B-B-But you don't understand!" Erin stammered. "It's not real money. None of these people won any real money."
At that sentence, everyone looked at Erin and was seething in anger.
"Didn't you guys read the flyer?" She asked sheeply.
The room erupted into violence. Everyone threw casino coins at each other. Stuff was overthrown. One guy was shaking a heavy slot machine
"Ha ha! I'm a win-"
SPLAT! The guy was crushed by the recoil of that machine.
In the aftermath of the riot, Erin was forced to resign as president. The next day, sign up sheets for the presidential candidates were plastered up in the halls. Wendy past by and signed up. But then, a sixth grader named Charlie signed up after her.
"What the?" Wendy said as the sixth grader was passing out answer keys to tests to increase popularity.
"Charlie! Charlie! Charlie!" The kids cheered.
"I'm doomed." Wendy said to herself.
After school, Stan was helping Wendy on making the posters for her.
"Vote Wendy for president!" Stan said, passing out flyers and donuts to the kids leaving the school grounds.
"I still doomed." Wendy said to herself as Charlie was giving out more answer keys.
Desperate to get more votes, Wendy went over to Peter to get some tips.
"Huh?" Wendy said, noticing all of the targets around her.
"Begin." A shady voice said.
Peter emerged from hiding and fired at all of the targets, hitting them in quick succession. He grabbed another arrow from a shot target to shoot at another target that popped up.
"And done. Your reflexes have improved."
"I guess Peter won't be of any help." Wendy said as she left.
Eventually, the debate happened in the gym.
"We need better food for our gym, no more of that gross stuff that our cafeteria ladies make!" Wendy said.
No one spoke up. Charlie came up to the stand as everyone cheered. He gave his speech, and after that, everyone cheered for him louder.
"I'm super doomed." Wendy said as Charlie paraded the stage like a luchador.
Suddenly, sheets of paper fell down of Charlie's pockets. When the school board looked at this, they pulled Charlie by the arm.
"Due to Charlie being discovered on cheating, we now proclaim Wendy as president." PC Principal said.
The room erupted into unanimous cheers as Wendy was carried throughout the halls.
"Um sir, we've got a problem." Mr. Mackey said.
"What is it?" PC Principal said.
"Wendy had just gained popularity."
"Yeah, so?"
"I'm worried that she will think for herself. The students love her, and will do anything she wants."
"I think I know what her weakness is." A female teacher suggested.
"What?" They all asked.
The next day...
"You came to see me?" Wendy asked as she walked into the teacher's lounge.
"Yes, Wendy." PC Principal said as he stood with the other teachers.
"I'm more concerned about your appearance." A female teacher said. "You look like the President of Yawnsville."
And with that, Wendy was surrounded by the teachers giving her a complete makeover.
After school...
The kids gathered around Peter's place because he had early access to watch the first two episodes of season 2 of the Mandolorian. Best of all, he got Pedro Pascal, the guy who portrayed the Mandolorian, to make a guest appearance.
"Jeez, where is Wendy?" Stan asked.
"She's says she is coming late." Bebe added.
"Look! Here she comes now!" Kyle said.
Wendy arrived with a new look. Everyone just looked at her in awe.
"Damn, you're hot." Stan said, blushing.
"Thanks!" Wendy said, bashfully.
"Hey guys? The screening is about to begin." Peter said.
"Everyone went inside, but Peter looked at Wendy."
"What happened?" Peter said.
"Oh, the teachers gave me a makeover since I'm elected president of the student body." Wendy said.
"You look a lot like Karin before she changed her appearance."
"Huh?"
Peter showed a photo of Karin on his phone. It was her original design before Peter had returned home.
"Huh. I always wondered why Karin changed her appearance." Wendy said.
"Me too." Peter said. "Come on, let's see Mandolorian."
The next day...
Wendy was loved by the students more than ever.
"Will you marry me, Wendy?" A ginger kid said.
"Where did you get this new outfit?" Another kid said.
"I'll pluck my eye out and eat it with a ham and cheese sandwich if you'll sit next to me, Wendy." A mentally insane kid said.
"Aw, shucks." Wendy blushed. "But I have to go to the teacher's lounge. Need to discuss issues with the staff."
When Wendy opened the door, the teachers were dancing a jig. That all of the students saw. Some of them took out their phones and recorded their whole conversation. When Wendy walked in, the teachers went back to their business quickly.
"Oh! Hi, Wendy! We were just discussing about our day. I can't believe the Cafeteria ladies got dates and their dates broke up with them in the first 2 hours." PC Principal laughed.
"Well, I have some ideas on how to improve our school. We can have teachers give their phone numbers to kids so that they can call them for help."
"Yeah, let's give them our phone number so that they can trace our address with it and egg our house." said a teacher sarcastically.
"Or we could hire an actual teacher who can help us in French."
"Yet, there are no teachers who speak French around our area." Another teacher added.
"Bravo Wendy! It's a shame we can't afford all of your ideas. Here's your schedule." PC Principal added.
"Photo Album?" Wendy read.
"Yep. And I will also reward you with the key to the school." PC Principal added, giving Wendy a gold key.
"Whoa." Wendy gasped. "I can visit the school at any time I like?"
"Yep. Just sign these forms and you're good to go!"
Wendy signed the forms that the school staff gave to her without reading it. As she left, the school staff laughed evilly to themselves.
"Remember kids, always read stuff carefully." Garrison said, addressing the audience.
The next day...
The kids walked to the music room. When they got in, everything was empty.
"Oh my god, they taken our instruments!" Stan said.
"You bastard!" Kyle said.
"My triangle!" Butters said, looking at his triangle, now morphed into a square-shape.
It wasn't just art, gym had the same problem.
"I'm doing it! I'm climbing to the top!" Cartman cheered.
"Not anymore!" The gym teacher said, cutting the climbing rope.
Cartman fell to the ground.
In the hallway, the students were reading a flyer put up.
"All of art, music, and, gym has been removed authorized by PC Principal and approved by student body president, Wendy Testaburger!" Stan read.
Everyone glared at Wendy.
"You're a sellout!" Cartman said.
"What am I supposed to do without art?" Bebe said.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Kyle said.
"I'm going to confront PC Principal." Wendy said, walking away.
Wendy bursted through the Principal's office.
"You tricked me!" Wendy said.
"Oh please, Wendy, it was for our own good. We're running out of money so we had to cut out gym, art, and music." PC Principal said.
"Can I please make an announcement on the mic?" Wendy said.
"I don't see why not." Mr. Mackey said.
Wendy turned on the mic.
"Fellow students, I hereby resign as president. And as of my last order, I hereby announce a school-wide strike immediately!"
PC Principal quickly took the mic away from her.
"Any student who is caught striking will receive 6 months of detention."
But the word was spread. No one cared. Within five minutes, the entire school was on strike. Word also spread to the parents, and they joined in on the strike. The police were called in to doctor it. They formed a barricade at the school entrance.
4 days later...
"Damn it! With Wendy on their side, they are strong." PC Principal said.
"Why don't we get rid of her?" Mr. Mackey suggested.
The police grabbed Wendy and shoved her into the police car.
"What the-?" Stan said.
"Where are you taking me?" Wendy said.
"A new school." The police officer said.
The police drove Wendy away as the students watched in horror.
"Now, without Wendy, who's going to protect you now?" PC Principal said over the intercom.
"Oh yeah? We have Peter to ourselves!" Butters laughed.
"And yet, where is he? He certainly didn't join you in that strike." PC Principal said.
Peter had not arrived in that strike. Without Wendy, the students were sitting ducks as they were forced back in.
The police arrived with Wendy at the new school and drove off. The school grounds looked very fancy. Almost as if it was a private school.
"Whoa." Wendy gasped.
Soon, the teachers of that school approached Wendy.
"Welcome to P.S 38." One of them said.
"Does PS mean public school?" Wendy asked.
"No, it means private school."
Wendy walked inside, only to find a creepy looking hallway inside. Dimly lit and looking straight out of the Walking Dead, the two same teachers that greeted Wendy outside knocked Wendy unconscious.
Wendy woke back up. To find the school staff of South Park next to her all held prisoner?
"What are you doing here?" Wendy said.
"Fakers! Fakers!" Garrison breathed like a mentally retarded man.
"What?"
"The school staff, they are fake!" PC Principal said.
Cut to back to the school. Stan caught glimpse of the ginger kids disguising themselves as the school staff. Now we move back to the "private school". A ginger kid interrogator arrived.
"Thank you for waiting so patiently. Now, you will tell me where I can find Callum Lynch." The interrogator said.
"What?" Wendy said. "I've never heard of him."
"Don't fuck with me, kid. You know him."
"No, not really."
"If you aren't going to tell me, then here's what I'll do."
"I take my hand... like this..." The interrogator said, making his hand into the shape of a gun. "I point..."
"Do it you son of a bitch!" A teacher said.
BLAM! From across the room, a ginger kid was holding a gun.
"No!" Wendy screamed.
"You ready to talk now? Hm?" The interrogator said, getting close to her face.
Wendt spat in his face.
"Ugh, fuck! You better pray for god because he can't-"
Wendy's phone rang. The interrogator grabbed it off of Wendy. On it was a call from Peter. The interrogator answered it.
"It's Newton." He said.
WHAM! The door slammed open. Callum was holding a gun and shot the interrogator in the knee. Peter shot the gunner who was shooting the teachers with a bow.
"Callum!" The interrogator panicked.
"If you're going to lie about my best friend, lie better." Peter said.
Callum finished off the interrogator.
"We have to get out of here." Callum said.
"Looks like they aren't going to let us get pass." Peter said.
Music: "The Treasury" from Robin Hood (2018).
A group of ginger kids spotted the two with the prisoners and started firing at them. Everyone quickly took cover. Peter reached for more arrows with the quiver on his back. Bullets flew pass them in slow-motion. Peter quickly fired the arrows in succession, killing the three ginger kids pinning them down. Peter ran up and collected the arrows from the bodies. Two more ginger kids showed up from around the corner but didn't get a chance to shoot since Peter shot them first. One guard tried to surprise Peter from behind, but Peter quickly shot an arrow back at him. Another ginger kid attacked with a club, but Peter blocked it with his bow and wrapped the string around the ginger kid. The former swung the latter into a wall. Up ahead was an electronically locked door. Another ginger kid tried to escape, but Peter show him in the neck with his bow and took the key card off of the ginger kid. He unlocked the door.
"Ok, let's go!" He shouted.
The group made their way to the exit. In the truck there was Newton. Everyone climbed onto the truck as they drove off.
"Oh my god, that was chaos back there!" Garrison said.
"What has this school gotten in to?" PC Principal said.
"We're taking the school back." Peter said.
Music stops.
Newton drove the group to the school. There they burst into the gym, where everyone was being punished for their actions by giving a long, winded speech of the consequences of striking.
"Stop that principal!" PC Principal said.
The fake PC Principal was unmasked. A bunch of ginger kids were on top of each other wearing PC Principal's clothes. As more of teachers were suddenly unmasked in front of the kids, the more angrier they got.
"Ow! Ow! I'm the real Garrison!"
"Get them!" Cartman shouted.
The ginger kids tried to fight back, but they were severely overpowered by the students. Some of them tried to escape, but Peter took out all of them before the last ginger kid, disguised as Mr. Mackey, ran to the rooftop. Peter cornered him.
"Give it up, ginger kid!" Garrison said.
"Mr. Mackey" unmasked himself. It was... Erin?!
"Erin?" Garrison gasped,.
"You shouldn't have replaced me as president." Erin said. "Now I make my escape!"
A helicopter arrived for Erin. She climbed on as it took off. Peter ran after her.
"Peter, what are you doing? Peter!" Wendy gasped.
Peter lept off of the building and grabbed onto the rope ladder. When he reached the top, Erin grabbed his hand.
"You know, Peter, you did a good job getting this far. But now, you reached the end of the road."
"..."
"Goodbye." Erin, said letting go of Peter.
Peter found himself falling through the air before landing in the snow with a thud as his vision blacked out.
THE END?