Okay, I am VERY sorry. I know it's been a long time since I updated, but I just haven't been into South Park for awhile. So yeah, I don't know when I'll update next, but the more reviews/comments I get, the sooner I will update. Btw, I don't not own anything in South Park. If I did, the plot would be centered around the Goths, Damien and Mike would still be there, and it would probably be called Slash Park.
3 Tainted Love 3
One of the main things Mike didn't like about himself was that he had the inability to hate. He should've hated Leone Ritz for stealing his animal crackers in Kindergarten, but he didn't. He should've hated the Goths for sending him to Scott's Dale, but he never did. And he really should've hated his father for up and leaving him and his mother, but he could never bring himself to.
No, the only person Mike could bring himself to hate was himself. He hated himself for being stupid enough to offer Leone one of his animal crackers to begin with. He hated himself for ever getting into that stupid vampire fad. And above all, he hated himself for not being good enough to make his dad want to stay.
That was the reason he found himself sitting on Thorn's bed, crying his eyes out; with the letter still clutched in his hand.
Thorn sighed. "For the last time, it's not your fault. The bastard left you because he's a bastard. And in the immortal words of Dr. Cox, people are bastard coated bastards with bastard filling. You did nothing wrong."
Mike smiled and whipped a few tears off of his checks.
"Thanks, I just can't believe he wants me to come and live with him and that conformist whore he calls a girl friend in Las Vegas." Mike said.
"Your not gonna to it are you?" Thorn asked raising an eyebrow.
"Of course not. I'd soon wear a pink tutu and skip about the school singing I Feel Pretty." Mike said.
Thorn laughed something Mike rarely heard.
"That just sounds deeply disturbing." He said.
"I agree completely." Mike said chuckling a bit.
Things were awkwardly silent for a moment, the Thorn grabbed Mike's hand and threaded their fingers together.
Mike leaned forward and captured Thorn's lips in a siring kiss. Thorn didn't hesitate to move his lips agents the other boy's and soon Thorn's tongue was down Mike's throat.
They heard a small knock on the door frame.
The broke apart, blushing, as they looked at Thorn's mom.
"Mike, honey, your mothers on the phone; she wants to know if you'll be coming home for dinner." Miss Debrova said.
"I'll-"
"He'll be staying the night here tonight." Thorn cut him off.
Mike looked at Thorn stunned.
"Okay then, I'll just order pizza for tonight then. Does that sound good?" She asked.
"G-great." Mike answered, still in shock that Thorn wanted him to stay the night.
"I'll get right on it then." She hurried off downstairs.
"God, that was embarrassing. Remind me to close the door next time, kay." Thorn said, smiling almost devilishly.
"I'm spending the night?" Mike looked at him.
"Yeah, I figured you could use a bit more comfort."
"What kind of comfort," Mike said, it was his turn now to smirk.
"Not that kind you pervert. You will not be getting to second base tonight. I just thought we could watch some movies, cuddle, and all that other conformist shit couples do." Thorn said, not looking him in the eye.
"You would do some conformist things for me?" Mike said, eyes practically dancing with delight.
Thorn sighed. "Yeah okay. Now just choose a movie."
Thorn went downstairs to get things set up while Mike browsed through Thorn's movie collection. Over 75% of the movies on the shelf had the words; death, blood, kill, or haunted in the title, but one caught his eye.
"I want to watch this one," Mike told Thorn as he came downstairs.
"Gone With the Wind? I can't even remember why I have that movie." Thorn said, as he poured the popcorn he made into a bowl.
"Please, you said you wanted to do conformist things with me. Plus this movie is very romantic." Mike said.
"I know that. It is my movie. Just because I don't remember why I have it doesn't mean I didn't watch it." He said.
"So can we watch it?" Mike pleaded.
"Okay, fine. Go put it in." Thorn said walking over to the couch.
After Mike put the movie in, he sat on the couch and cuddled up into Thorn and they shared the popcorn.
About midway threw the first half of the movie there was a flash.
"Mom." Thorn scolded the older woman.
"Oh, please Jackie. Just a few more pictures. You two are simply adorable." She said.
He rolled his eyes. "No more pictures."
"Alright, alright, you don't have to tell me twice." She said hurrying off.
"That woman." Thorn said.
"She has good intentions." Mike said.
"Yeah, I know." He smiled and kissed Mike.
The door bell rang and his mom went hurrying through the living room with money to pay and tip the pizza boy. She opened the door.
"Thorn?" The pizza boy said surprised.
Thorn stopped kissing Mike and looked up at the voice. The color drained from his face.
"Ash?"
TBC