I don't own anything

"So?"

He looked up. "So what?"

"Where have you been?" The bigger one asked, his brows furrowing. "I had to kepp my ass running around this poor excuse of a City while you're goofing off in Asian land!"

"Fuck off will you Cartman? And I wasn't "goofing around in Asian land", I was investigating."

" 'Investigating' my ass Clyde, I wasn't born yesterday y'know."

The other brunette said nothing, but pulled out a thin file and threw it at Cartman who caught it with one hand.

"What's this?"

"A file."

"I can see that dumbass, a file of what?"

Clyde's face darkened. "I can't even tell."

Eric merely rolled his eyes before flipping open the file.

"... What is this?" He asked quietly after a moment. Clyde shrugged.

"I got suspicious when I caught wind of bomb production in Thailand, so I went over to investigate. I knew the these weren't the kind that the military ordered for production, so when I found big numbers of these being shipped out to the U.S., I knew something was up."

"That doesn't answer my question."

"Just listen."

"But there hasn't been any bombings or terrotrist attacks. Nothing... where in the U.S. are those being shipped to?"

"I dunno, couldn't get that information, but I found something else."

"Is it about these underground tunnels?" Eric asked, eyeing that paragraph about them on the fine print.

"Yeah, somewhere back in 1982, tunnels were being built underneath South Park. Hard to believe, but the purpose for them were gone too. Anyhow, I went down there and guess what I found."

Cartman looked up. "The bombs."

"Exactly."

"Then.. that meansー"

"ーThat someone in South Park is going to try and level the place."

"But who the hell would do that?"

Clyde shrugged, leaning back and drinking his coffee. "Someone who has a grudge against South Park... or the people."

"Can't we remove the bombs?"

"No use, they're sensitive to vibrations, and they go off the minute they're moved."

"Shit... how far do the tunnels go?"

"All over the town. Even the 'urban' areas."

"Do you think there's anything we can do?"

"We can try to find out who's behind this."

Eric groaned. "I'm going to have to quit my job then."

Clyde grinned. "Just tell them you're on a vacation or something. You've been working your ass off all summer last year, so I'm sure they'll give you a break if you ask for one."

"You better be fucking right Clyde."

"So... someone found them?"

"Yes, I'm sorry for the trouble, Iー"

A hand raised itself, stopping the bowed figure from going on. "Don't worry about it General. I might even be glad for this, it'll give me some... company."

Green eyes blinked at this.

"Company?"

The seated figure nodded. "Yes, company... Good company that I haven't seen in a long time. We should probably get started on welcoming them the right way. We wouldn't want to disappoint old friends, right General Disarray?"

A pair of lips upturned in a smile.

"Of course Professor Chaos.

Everything should be clicking into place.