The plane has flown over Colorado and was flying over California a couple of hours later. While flying into the Kansas area, a storm started to close in on the plane. Wind and rain buffeted the plane, as Clyde looked out his passenger window in wonder.

"Uh...guys?" Clyde asked to his friends around him. "Look outside." The boy said with fear.

Many of the students around him turned their heads in the direction of their windows, shocked looks coming to their faces.

The navigating gear had failed as well, and little did the pilot know they were turning around and heading to California. The plane begun to shake and the cabin lights begun to dim and flash. The "FASTEN SEATBELT" sign lit up and the pilot told the passengers to stay calm and that they are going to be crash landing somewhere near Kansas.

Cartman begun to moan loudly and cry (which started a mass panic in the plane.)

Mr. Mackie spoke up. "SHUT UP! Every thing will be fine, m'kay? The kids were quiet until a lightning bolt struck the right wing and blew it up.

"We're screwed!" Craig said to Stan.

All the kids begun to scream and started running around the aisle. Megz stayed at her seat and prayed.

"What morons," She whispered to herself, "Not even asking for forgiveness."

As the plane continued to fall apart and fly (or fall) to downward, Kyle M. and Stan got so panicked and ran towards the Pilot's closet, picking out all the parachutes they could behind the cowering Pilot.

"Kyle what the Hell are you doing?" Cartman asked.

"I'm praying for forgiveness you fat dick!" Kyle B. answered, as he was kneeling and praying in hebrew.

"No, Jew, I'm talking about the other Kyle!" he yelled back. Kyle M. opened the exit door and threw Stan out.

Stan screamed loudly, flying with a parachute backpack behind his back.

"Jesus Christ!" Kyle B. Shouted as Stan screamed down and deployed the chute.

Kyle M. screamed, "I'm getting the Hell out of here!" He threw Cartman, Kyle B., Kenny and then told Megz to come with him. They both jumped out of the plane, each one of them screaming.

"Sweet Christ, Herbert!" Mr. Mackie said to Mr. Garrisson, back on the plane. He got out of his seat and put on his coat and a chute-pack. "I'm going with those children, Mr. Garrisson." He said, "If the plane lands and you guys live call my cell and let me know m'kay?"

The Co Pilot and the flight attendant tried to stop him. "Sir you have to stay in the plane!" They shouted.

But Mr. Mackie broke free and jumped off. "That Bitch - taking my chute-pack!" said the Pilot as he closed the door.

The kids watched the smoking aircraft hurtle towards the ground below, all with surprised faces.

Mr. Mackie was starting to safely land, about 20 minutes ago, but he was many miles from the kids. Picking up his

back pack and taking out his U.S. map, Mr. Mackie's brow furrowed. "Hmmm," he said as he gazed at the paper, "Desert setting,... incredibly hot temperature,... m'kay, I must be at Death Valley, CA. I should find the children and get to civilization." He started his hunt.

Meanwhile, the kids were going nuts about what just happened. Cartman was moaning like a dying cat, Kyle B. was praying in Hebrew, and Megz and Kyle M. were trying to calm themselves down. Stan and Kenny were still dizzy from the rough landing, and really had no idea what was going on.

"Alright, you guys." Kyle M. started.

But, nobody heard him, except Megz standing right next to him.

Kyle M. frowned. " I said, alright you guys!"

Still, nobody hear him.

"EVERYBODY LISTEN UP!" Megz cried, everyone stopping what they were doing to turn their attention to Megz.

"Thank you." Kyle M. said to his sister, while she simply nodded. "Okay, I know that what had just happened has had everyone in peril, but, we need to calm down."

"We also," Kyle B. commented, "need to get Cartman to stop howling like a perverted dog!"

Kenny shook his head "He sounded more like a dying, retarded cat!" He said under his coat, Kyle B. and Kenny laughing.

"Eey!" The fat boy cried, "Shut up, Jew!" He said to Kyle B. "And YOU!" Cartman pointed at Kenny. "You poor little ass, shut up as well!"

Megz rolled her eyes, as Kyle M. continued. "Guys, stop. We need to figure out how to get out of here - together!"

Stan nodded. "Yeah, we need to stop worrying about other stupid problems."

"Alright," Kyle M. said, "Let's go - we need to find civilization!"

Kyle M. lead the gang in the north direction, sadly, facing the boiling hot sun.