Have I ever mentioned how much I love you guys? Because I love you guys! I love reading all of your lovely comments. It makes me happy!
Anyway, sappy stuff aside, we're going to be getting this road trip underway. I have to apologize in advance if I get how long it takes them to get places wrong, I am not good with geology or times. I also have to tell you right now that there will unfortunately be no Bunny. I have something else planned for those two.
"You think you own me…"
Chapter Three – What could possibly go wrong?
Neither Kenny, Kyle or Cartman were happy with the sleeping arrangements, and it was impossible to tell who was the most upset about it. Kenny wouldn't stop grumbling about having to share a bed with Butters, and Kyle and Cartman looked like they would rather do anything in the entire world than sleep near each other for an entire summer. Kenny quickly claimed the bed in the other corner of the room, forcing his two friends to take the fold out bed that looked kind of uncomfortable.
"Can't you just share a bed with your dad or something?" Cartman whined to Kyle as Randy pulled the RV into one of those RV lots for the night.
"Gross!" Kyle and Gerald said at the exact same time, both looking somewhat horrified.
Before an argument between the two could break out, it was interrupted by Butters glancing at the small bag Kenny set down on their bed.
"Wow, Kenny," Butters said, his eyes widening. "How did you manage to pack everything into just one tiny bag like that?"
"Easy!" Kenny replied proudly. "I just packed the essentials."
Butters opened it and peered inside curiously, then looked up at him with a look of disappointment and annoyance. "Kenny," he said seriously. "This is just a toothbrush and a pair of underwear."
"Yup!" Kenny said proudly.
"You know we're going to be on this trip all summer, right?" Stan asked, looking over at him in confusion. Kenny blinked back at him before replying.
"I brought a second pair," he said as if that fixed everything.
"Did you even pack toothpaste?" Tweek wondered from where he sat on his own bed. There was a long pause.
"I knew I forgot something," Kenny muttered to himself, causing everyone to roll their eyes in response.
They all began to get settled down for the night, and Tweek began to climb up to his own bed before turning to the others.
"By the way, just a quick warning," he said casually. "I tend to have – Ng! – night terrors in the middle of the night, so if you hear sudden screaming, don't be alarmed or anything. Unless the screaming is coming from somewhere else. Then, you should be alarmed."
"You know, Tweek, you could have told me that before I invited you to come with us," Kyle muttered. Tweek gave him a sheepish grin and hoisted himself onto his bed. Craig quickly followed him up and almost immediately fell asleep. They heard a small yelp as, still asleep, Craig quickly lashed out his arms and pulled Tweek down with him, wrapping him tightly in his arms.
Shortly after, Wendy came out of the bathroom, wearing a somewhat short nightdress and she made her way over to sit next to Stan on their bed.
"Sorry I took so long in there," she said softly to him. "I had to find my nightdress because I usually just sleep in my underwear, but I decided that might freak you guys out and all." Stan's eyes widened with surprise as she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Well, good night!" Then she flopped down and closed her eyes.
Stan tried to do the same, but he was painfully aware that Wendy wasn't wearing a bra, and he was still freaked out about sleeping next to his girlfriend for some reason. She didn't seem to mind, though, because the second he lay down as well, she wrapped her arms around him and pressed herself against him, all with a pleasant smile on her face. He had a feeling that he was not going to be able to sleep that night.
Meanwhile, Butters had planted himself face first into his pillow, and Kenny wondered how he managed to stay like that and not suffocate himself. He would occasionally snore, but it was soft and muffled by his pillow, and thankfully no one else in the RV snored, so it was fairly peaceful noise wise.
Kyle and Cartman lay as far apart from each other as the bed they shared could possibly allow. Their backs were turned to each other, and they both lay awake as well, as if they were afraid that the other would attack them during the night. It was impossible to tell what they were thinking, even to the author who was writing out this scene.
Stan lay in his own bed, wide awake and staring at the ceiling. He could hear the soft breathing of all his friends, though he could also hear the regular, not asleep breathing coming from Kyle's bed, and he guessed that his best friend was having trouble sleeping as well. At around midnight, he suddenly heard a heavy thud coming from that direction, and for a moment he thought about turning on a light to see what had made it. But then he realized that it was probably Cartman falling off the bed, since he had been sleeping on the edge of it.
He didn't know exactly when he fell asleep, but the next morning, Stan was woken by a startled yelp, a loud thud, and someone muttering "Ow!" He quickly sat up in bed and glanced around to see that somehow Craig had fallen out of his own bed and had landed on Cartman, who was still on the floor. Tweek and Kyle had also been awoken by the commotion, and were staring down at the two boys on the floor.
"I forgot that my bed was off the floor," Craig muttered eventually, seeing the look on Tweek's face.
"Get off of me!" Cartman growled up at him. Craig gave him the biggest look of indifference before picking himself up in a manner that implied that he was only getting up because he wanted to and not because Cartman ordered him to.
Everyone else in the RV began to rouse from their sleep a few minutes later, mostly because Craig had decided to start making breakfast by throwing a couple eggs onto a frying pan and the grill that could be pulled out on the outside, then coming back inside and just forgetting about them.
"There's an obnoxiously decorated pink trailer on the other side of the parking lot," Craig announced to no one when he came back inside. "It made me sick just looking at it."
"Good to know," Kyle muttered sarcastically, laying back down on his bed. "Any other insightful things you noticed out there?"
"There's at least twelve other RVs in this rest area," Craig told him immediately, not getting his sarcasm. Kyle let out a groan in response and rolled over, turning his back on him.
It took a long while for them all to get ready for the day and get back on the road (especially since they were delayed with Gerald having to put out the small fire that had started on the grill), but by noon Randy finally drove the RV back onto the main road. Wendy started rifling through her bag, claiming that she had brought a couple of board games for them all to play. She sat down at the table and plopped down Cards Against Humanity.
"I didn't know you had this game," Kenny said, looking over at her. "For some reason, I never imagined you playing it."
"Are you kidding?" Wendy replied. "I love this game! I play it with my girlfriends all the time!" She looked around at them. "So, who wants to play a round or two?"
As they started shuffling and setting up the cards, Tweek and Craig sat down on the couch across from them, their arms wrapped tightly around each other. Kenny snickered at them as he drew his cards.
"You two are so married," he taunted. Craig didn't reply, but just threw his middle finger up at him, not taking his eyes off Tweek. Kenny smirked and turned back to the game.
They played about three or four rounds (Butters somehow managed to win every single game, much to Cartman's ever growing annoyance), before finally getting bored of the game. Thankfully, Randy called back to them that they would be reaching the Grand Canyon soon.
As they were packing up the game, Kyle felt his phone start to vibrate and pulled it out of his pocket. When he saw that the call was coming from home, he let out a sigh. It was probably his mom already having a panic attack and calling to make sure they were ok.
"Hello?" he greeted. "Oh, hey Ike. What's up?" There was a pause as he listened to whatever his brother was saying. He rolled his eyes after a moment. "Ike, I asked you already if you wanted to come with us and you said no. Why did you suddenly change your mind?" He shoved Cartman away from him as he pressed against him, trying to listen in on the conversation. "Ike, we're not turning around and going back to get you just because mom decided to have her boring book club in our house." He let out another sigh. "We're already two days out, do you know how behind going back to get you would put us? …Yes, you do, you're smart." He paused for another moment. "Well, you're just going to have to suck it up… Fine, I'll get you a nice souvenir from the places we go, ok? …Ok, I'll talk to you later."
"What's up with your brother?" Cartman asked, sitting back and looking at him. Kyle let out another long sigh.
"Oh, Ike's at that clingy age," he sighed, rubbing his temples. "He's driving me crazy, because he's also at that indecisive age. I asked him if he wanted to go with us, and he didn't decide until five minutes before we left the house."
"I'm glad he didn't want to come," Stan commented. "I don't think we could fit another person with us, no matter how tiny they are."
"He's nine years old," Kyle pointed out.
"Yes, and he's tiny," Stan argued.
"Hey everybody, we'll be there in about ten minutes," Randy announced, turning around completely in his seat to look at them. Gerald whacked him upside the head.
"Watch the road, Randy," he snapped at him as Randy turned to glare at him.
The author didn't know what happens when you go to the Grand Canyon, like if you go through some sort of gate and customs and shit, because she had never been to the Grand Canyon, so she decided to skip over that part and had them all getting out of the RV while also trying to think of a good way to end the chapter. Especially since she realized that barely anything happened in the chapter, but you know, whatever.
There was a wind blowing over the canyon, and there were plenty of people there, including a terrifying group of people who must have been on some very specific tour group, because every single one of them were wearing the same shirts, pants, hats, and creepy smiles. A gift shop sat some ways away, and a few bored looking employees were mingling around.
The group slowly filed out of the RV and huddled together as Randy and Gerald quickly took the lead. They all dodged around the other tourists and at long last got their first look at the majesty that was the Grand Canyon.
And now I have to look up pictures of the Grand Canyon so I can describe it better in the next chapter. Now that we've already hit our first destination, what will our peeps do now? I know what Craig's going to do, but I don't know how the others will react to the Grand Canyon yet.
I've already composed a list of all the places they're going to hit, I just need to map out their course in an orderly way. Also, I need to make another timeline. That will take some time. Hopefully, I'll have them interacting more with each other as time goes on, but for the moment, let's have fun at the Grand Canyon! And remember, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is where fantasy and fun come to life!