Title: A Lifetime of Style

Disclaimer: I do not "own" South Park or any of its characters. The lucky bastards Trey Parker and Matt Stone do, however. I only own this plot idea.

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Chapter 32: Finality

Rob and Ryan take their families to DC for vacation and to visit Stan and Kyle.

One day, Stan's publisher sends over some fan letters. Normally, publishers handle mail, but occasionally, he'd send some mail that he deemed noteworthy.

Ryan gets the mail, and he and Rob spread the letters out on the dining room table. Some familiar names pop up. One letter is from Tweek Tucker.

Ryan chuckled. "Tweek. Yeah, I remember my dads mentioning him. They said he spazzed all the time."

Another letter is from Nichole Black.

"Oh, yes, Nichole. Daddy almost asked her out until Uncle Cartman set her up with Token. Thank God for that," Rob sighed in relief.

"Rob?" Ryan pulls out a letter and shows it to his brother, "Check this one out!"

The return address is Wendy McMahon, 1765 Wesleyan Avenue, Carmel Indiana 46032.

"No way," Rob responds. "That was what, 50 years ago?"

"Sure, but remember, our dads and Wendy grew up together."

"Yeah, but Wendy is a fairly common name, dude."

"Then, why would the publisher deem it noteworthy enough to send here?"

The twins show the envelope to their dads. Stan and Kyle read it, and it is indeed Wendy Testaburger…well, McMahon now. They humph in a few parts and smile in others. It's a fairly short letter, but it gives them the sense of finality and closure they didn't have 50 years ago.

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