The alarm beeped on Stan's clock the next morning, as he shut it off with a slam. Realizing he only had half an hour to get ready, the raven-haired boy jumped out of bed, and ran towards the bathroom. Brushing his teeth, he quickly ran downstairs, now with his clothes on, and duffel bag swung around his shoulders. Grabbing a quick breakfast of a granola bar, Stan piled into the car, only to find that Kenny, Stan, Kyle M., Megz, Kyle B., and Cartman were getting a ride with him to the buses.

After a 15 minute ride of nothing but "This trip is going to so kick ASS!", the gang filed out of the car, Cartman being so big getting stuck, then pushed hard enough to fall into the snow.

"COMMON, BUZZARDS WERE RUNNIN' LATE!" Miss. Crabtree screamed to the children, as they made there way to the dirty-yellow bus.

Kyle M. Murmured, "Yeah what ever you say, bitch!" He frowned, glaring at her.

"WHAT DID YOU SAYYYY?" The driver replied, angrier then ever to have to get up on a Saturday at 6:00am.

"I said, 'I'm nervous, so I twitch.'" Kyle M. said quickly, taking a seat on the bus.

"Oh... Okay fine."

Once everyone got into their seats, Kyle M. sitting with Kyle B., Cartman sitting with Kenny, and Megz sitting with Stan, Mr. Mackie stood up."Now class," Mr. Mackie announced to the kids, "Be sure to have your tickets, and carry-ons with you at all times at the airport, m'kay?"

"SIT DOWN!" Demanded Miss Crabtree to Mr. Mackie.

His wrinkled face showed a frown. "But I'm a chaperone, m'kay?

"DO YOU WANT AN OFFICE REPORT?" Miss. Crabtree erupted, her face looking like she was a mad woman.

"No!"

"THEN SIT THE HELL DOWN!" She pointed, teeth gritted.

The bus ride to the airport was...interesting. Cartman stole candy from the 2nd graders, Kyle M. and Kyle B. talked about various subjects of interest, and Stan kept staring at Megz the entire ride. Kenny almost died - again, and aside from what usually goes on, Miss Crabtree was so pissed that she crashed the bus into an air port cop car, while trying to park.. While she was arrested, the class got their boarding passes.

"Name?" asked the teller. "Herbert Garrisson!" Mr. Garrisson stated.

The teller nodded. "Oh you're the 'IT' guy!"

"Yeah..." Mr. Garrisson said quietly. He felt unhappy being reminded about his downfall.

The rest of the kids recived their passes, and were waiting at Gate 15B to board the plane to New York.

"Where's Cartman?" Kyle B. asked, checking his watch that read 7:48am. "We have only 12 minutes until we board...that asshole."

"He said he was going to get a bag of Cheesy Poofs." Stan answered.

Cartman entered the Gate three minutes later, with 20 or 30 bags of Cheesy Poofs at hand.

"I thought you were going to get a bag!" Kyle M. said to him, crossing his arms.

Cartman rolled his eyes. "Shut up," Cartman muttered as he joined the rest who were already getting there passes verified.

On the plane about nine minutes later, the gang were lucky to get some seats on the front. Though, the people you sat with, weren't exactly your favorites.

"Alright, children, I have here your seating arrangements. So, if you are not sitting in the seat you are assigned, you will have to move, m'kay?" Mr. Mackie announced.

Megz, sitting beside her brother, crossed her arms. "I better get one of you to sit with."

Kyle M. smiled, shaking his head. "Don't sweat it, sis. I'm sure you and I will be together."

"I can't believe I got stuck with you!" The brunette said angrily, glaring toward the kid she hated most. Cartman.

Cartman, opening one of the countless bags of Cheesy Poofs he had recently purchased, seemed to care less. He offered one to Megz

"Cheesy Poof?" He asked, holding it in front of her face.

"Gee, Cartman this isn't like you."

Megz reached for the bag, but the fat ass Cartman snatched it away. "Well tough shit, loser!"

This made Megz very pissed, as she punched him hard in the stomach as he was laughing.

Cartman gagged, "AKK that...wasn't...cough... fu...n-n-y!"

"Kick ass, Megz!" Stan remarked to her dreamily, smiling.

Mr. Mackie was giving instructions on airplane safety. "Now in the event of a water landing you can use your seat cushions as flotation devices!...m'kay?"

Cartman was eating loudly and in an inappropriate behavior.

"Eric, are you listening?" Mr. Mackie asked.

"Yeah I was listening," He replied, his fingers and face coated with cheesy powder.

"You were not," Megz shouted. You're just eating your stupid Cheesy Poofs!"

Later while the plane was in the air, Chef was serving snacks to the passengers. "Only if I'm getting paid!" He would always say to the attendant.

Cartman asked for more peanuts.

"I'm not giving you any more!" Chef stated to him.

"Why the hell not?" Cartman asked. After his question Cartman broke the plane seat with is wide hips.

Across the aisle, Kyle B. smirked. "Fat ass," Kyle B. laughed to Cartman.

"Shut up, you're being totally immature." Cartman said as he finished his soda and threw the can over his shoulder and landed on Butters' head.

"OUCH!" The blonde boy cried, throwing the can back.