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ps- i got a suggestion to change '&' to 'and' also 'wtf' to 'what the fuck' The prob is this was changed from script/chat form and i'm sry i was too lazy to go back and fix it.
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Kenny called the guys over his house & explained the situation at hand.
"We have to fine her! Are you guys gonna help me? Who's in? All we gotta do is break into Dave's house & look for clues."
"What the fuck?! I'm not gonna go prancing around playing Nancy Drew! Screw you guys I'm going home!" And with that Cartman walked out the door mumbling, "Can't believe I got off the couch for this..."
"Fine, get the fuck out of here!" Kenny pointed angerly towards to door. "Kyle, how about you?"
"Um... sorry Kenny, but um... my religion says... it's uh- that's wrong or something..."
"Your just making that up!"
"Am not! It's in the Bible or something!"
"Like you ever cared what was in the Bible! You damn pussy! Grow some balls for crying out loud!"
"Dude you don't understand- my mom- if we get caught she'll-"
Kenny lunged at Kyle tackling him to the ground.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Stan pulled Kenny back, "Kenny! Calm down. I'll help you."
Kenny sat back down, "Really?"
"Yea, if it were Wendy I'd want my friends to back me up."
"Thanks man."
Kyle chimed in, "I'll still help with the planning."
"Alright let's get started."
Kenny & Stan waited for dark. They both had a flashlight, knife & walkie talkie. Kenny along with Stan were hiding behind a parked car in front of Dave's house. Kenny's heart was racing. It was such a rush. He could get in big trouble for breaking & entering. It had to be done for Erin's sake.
"I don't think anyone is home, I saw a car pull out a little while ago. Those rich people probably went out for dinner so we've got perhaps a little more than an hour?"
Stan nodded, "Whenever you give the word."
"Right, we can't waist anymore time-"
They both jumped at a voice that came from behind, "Hey you guys don't start without me!"
"Yikes!"
"Kyle? You scared the crap outta us! What are you doing here?"
"Stan called me & convinced me to go. If I didn't I'd be as crappy a friend as Cartman."
"Thanks I guess."
"So how can I help?"
"Do you have any supplies with you?"
"No, I forgot."
"Then you'll have to stay here. It's good though, this way we'll have a look out."
"How can I warn you guys?"
A light bulb appeared over Stan's head, "O! Make a sound like a dying giraffe!"
Kyle laughed at this, "Of coarse!"
Kenny looked puzzled, "I don't get it."
Stan remember Kenny wasn't there when they met ze Mole. "O yea, you missed that. We'll tell you about it later."
"Well, what does a dying giraffe sound like?"
Kyle put his hands to his throat in order to make the unique sound, "Uwwwwaaaa, uwwwwaaa!"
Kenny shrugged, "K. Let's go."
Kenny & Stan made their way through the back door. Kenny's brother had showed him how to pick locks.
"Alright Stan, keep your walkie talkie on. We'll spilt up here. You circle the first floor left & I'll circle it right. Then you take upstairs & I'll take the basement. Sound good?"
"This is fucked up right here! Let's just get this over with."
"Keep your flashlight low, we don't wanna attract any attention from neighbors. Remember to look for anything suspicious."
Stan started walking through the living room, "Gotta look for clues, gotta look for clues..."
He started making his way up the stairs. He couldn't help that they made a creaking noise.
Kenny spoke through the walkie talkie, "Please tell me that was you who made that sound!"
"Yea, you can relax."
"Your making your way upstairs already?"
"Yea why?"
"That was kinda fast are you searching well enough?"
"I'm sure. No offense, but are you sure you heard her parents right? Maybe she isn't missing. We could be on a wild goose chase here-"
"Stan what is it?!"
"I think I'm in Dave's room-"
"What?!"
"He was the hugest collection of Cds & video games I've ever seen! It's like-"
"Stan focus! This is extremely important!"
"O, sorry dude."
Suddenly someone put a rag dampened with chloroform over Stan's face. Stan dropped the walkie talkie & went down with it.
Kenny talked through the walkie talkie again, "Stan I'm going in the basement now."
There was no answer, only static.
There's probably no reception in the basement. I better make this quick so Stan doesn't worry. O great, perfect timing for my flashlight to die out. I should've sprung for new batteries.
Kenny felt his way down the staircase. It was pitch black. He was scared he'd miss a step. Beads of sweat formed under his hood & dripped down his forehead. Where is the damn light switch?! Kenny thought.
There was a tiny window above. It let in just enough moonlight in so Kenny's eyes could adjust to the dark. Scanning the room there was nothing but shelves with boxes & jars. Pipes snaked along the ceiling. Then something in the middle of the room caught his attention. There was a someone slumped forward sitting in a chair!
Kenny froze. The figure groaned & tilted their head back into the moonlight. Kenny knew right away who it was.
The moonlight had hit a sparkling emerald necklace that shined back at Kenny like a beacon. He quickly ran over to Erin & knelt down beside her. Kenny began to gently shaking her.
"Erin! Erin, O God! Please answer me!"
Erin woke up all groggy. She blinked a couple of times. Her spirit was gone. Kenny could tell. Then Erin must've remembered where she was & tried to scream, but her mouth was taped shut.
"Shhhh! Erin it's gonna be alright! It's me Kenny!"
He pulled the tape off. Erin started crying.
"Kenny- Kenny! Is it really you? Am I dead?"
"No, I'm gonna get you outta here."
"Kenny, I'm tied to the chair!"
"I have a knife, but I can barely see. What if I cut you?"
"It doesn't matter! Hurry before he comes back!"
"Wait- comes back!? Dave is in the house?!"
Kenny picked up the walkie talkie to try to reach Stan again.
"Stan, Dave is in the house! Abort! Abort! I've got Erin in the basement. Meet me-"
Something on the floor slid towards his feet. It was Stan's walkie talkie all smashed to bits. Kenny knew what was coming so he slipped Erin the knife so she could cut the rope herself. Kenny stood up. A light clicked on & Dave stood by it.
"Kenny... So we meet again."
"You sick pig mother fucking douche bag bastard!!! What have you done to Stan!?"
Dave mimicked Kenny's muffled voice, "What have you done to Stan?- Let's just say he's sleeping. Erin & I have just been chatting about the future we are going to have together."
"Bullshit!"
"No, it's very true. I was actually going to release her tomorrow. See, we had come to an understanding that she'd never cheat on me with another guy ever again, including you!"
"Kenny, it was only because he threatened to kill you!"
"Silence bitch!"
Dave slapped her hard across the face. Kenny stood helplessly by. Erin fell back in the chair & the knife slid across the room.
"You did not just call MY GIRLFRIEND a bitch!!! You masturbating homo cock sucking ass wipe!!! Leave her alone! Your beef is with me!"
"O, you're asking for it! She chose me! You wanna go? Let's go! Bring it on!"
Kenny removed his hood to face Dave like a man & lunged at him. As they struggled, Erin began screaming for help. She felt so helpless, there was nothing she could do all tied up. After every blow Dave landed, Kenny tried his hardest to hit him back just as much. Kenny felt like he was doing nothing to slow Dave down. Dave was three times his size & had endurance from being a football player. Kenny was just a skinny boy who wanted to kick his fucken ass. Dave shoved Kenny into a shelf with jars. The force was so strong Kenny's breath was knocked out of him. Glass shattered everywhere. Kenny's back hurt badly. He could feel where skin had been scraped off & it stung like hell. Kenny failed to get back up. The whole time he was thinking of Erin, never of himself. Dave noticed the knife on the ground & stood towering over poor Kenny. Sweat poured from the little McCormick's blond messy hair. Was Dave really going to do what he thought?
Dave thrusted the knife into Kenny's stomach. Kenny cried out in pain.
"That's right, cry you fucken worthless piece of shit! That's what you get for stealing my girl!"
Dave pulled the knife back out of Kenny & held it back up to strike again. Kenny shut his eyes in anticipation. This is it, Kenny thought, It's all over.
Someone jumped on Dave's back from behind & knocked the knife from his hands. The weight of the person caused Dave to stumble over.
"OW! Where did you come from?! Get the fuck off me!" Dave flailed his arms around, but the person wouldn't budge.
The mystery attacker then began hitting Dave with a stick.
The pain for Kenny was too great. He struggled to keep awake, hoping the person attacking Dave would win & get help. Kenny was too tired to get up.
Maybe I could just rest for a little while...
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AN: hummm someone w/a stick??? i wonder... Will Kenny live or die or die and return??? dramatic music