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BASEketball Nights
Written by Lavonne Eudy

Part Six

300 YEARS LATER...

"Bob Hoskas here, for the 300th annual Denslow Cup Championship game. With me as always, is Dave."

"Good evening everyone, and might I say, a beautiful clear night it is."

"Right you are, Dave." Each had glowing red eyes and sharp teeth.

The coliseum was filling up.

"Vampire or Mortal?" asked the seating attendant.

"Vampire," said the person being seated. Just then he was scanned with something.

"Yeah, he's a vamp," he said when he finished. "Row fourteen." Just then his scanner went off.

"There's a mortal here," he said as he scanned the area around him. Eyes glowed even hotter upon the mention of a human nearby. Their teeth elongated with hunger.

"There he is!" Just then the man who was discovered jumped to his feet and took off. But he was mobbed in no time.

"A-positive. B. Get em while they're hot," said a vender. Someone pointed a finger out. He was tossed a steaming bag.

"I'll have an 0 if ya got em," said another. He was tossed a bag. Jenna sat in the audience, smiling, her teeth glaring white and long. "Isn't this exciting?" she said.

Billy, who was now grown, returned a set of red eyes attending to her words.

"I hope The Beers win tonight," he said.

Coop was up first. He bounced the ball and stared at the basket. Then he looked right at the opponent in front of him for the psyche-out and looked hard into his eyes.

"Time!" said the player. A ref joined him.

"He's trying to read my mind!"

"Was not!" Coop said.

"Penalty!" said the referee.

"Damn it," said Coop.

Back in the announcer room...

"It looks like Coop Cooper has already landed a penalty for illegal mind-reading. A practice that became forbidden in the rule book 200 years ago because it was making the play far too easy for this already overly-simple game."

Coop went back to the dug-out. "Dude, what were you thinking?" said Remer. "You knew that the ref was going to bust you."

"I can't help it."

"Well stop it!"

"Don't worry, dude. We're going to own this game tonight."




"This, fucking sucks," Coop said as he was walking out of the stadium.

"Well, we wouldn't have blown it if you hadn't went after that bird. That dude wouldn't have gotten the fucking shot!"

"I can't help it, dude, I'm starving. I haven't had a person all day long. There's nothing around here but other vampires. I think we're running out of food."

Just then Squeak caught up. "I heard that on the news. We are running out of food here. All the mortals have been turned into vampires."

"What the fuck are we supposed to eat now?" Then they ran into Jenna who was sympathetic about their loss.

"Well, when we run out of humans, we could try eating animals, next."

"Yeah, but then what?" Remer said. "We're all totally immortal now. Eventually we'll run out of animals to eat."

"Then we'll probably go insane for blood and eat each other."

Remer stared off. "That's fucked up."

"I'm not doing that," Jenna said. "I won't do that. I'm sure we'll think of something before it comes to that."

"I'm with her," Squeak said. "It sucks, but we can't die at all. Even if we don't drink blood."

"Yeah?" said Coop. "Well fuck that. I'm starving!" He flew up quickly and caught a pigeon in mid-air. When he came down with it, the others looked at him, then lunged for his bird with long teeth and burning eyes.