CARTMAN
Even with the colder weather of the early spring and the snow on the ground, I was over heated. I jogged back to my house to get my swim shorts and a towel (towelie still bugs me). I decided to take the day off of school. I took a drive to the forbidden falls.
Why is it called forbidden falls? Because it was the most private property I owned. No cars pass there. No people swimming in my river. The land might of been the most dangerous part of South Park, but it was as relaxing and peaceful as I could get. There were many beautiful animals to hunt. I even brought stray cats to live there. The woods were grown in and the flowers sprung out at all directions. There were no paths. The only way to get in and out was the direction of the sky. Though don't mistake me for a hippy.
When I got there, I parked my car in the road and traveled straight into the forest. Once the forest opened you could see the river flow and the waterfall pouring down. I took off my shirt and went in for a dive. The water was ice cold. I didn't care about the waters until I heard voices from up above me. I started to climb the falls.
" ...the risk." a woman was saying, " He's perfect for you. Though remember that fate is always stronger than future."
"Yes, I've never seen such perfection in a human." Said a second woman voice ignoring the last statement.
"I'll be up here if you need me, go get him."
"Oh, I will." Said the second women. By that time I was hanging over the edge of the cliff. I shuffled down to behind the falls. The cave was colder than the out side, but I was fine. I don't know how I kept warm.
The the second woman's voice greeted me, "Morning, young man."
The woman was tall though looked less lengthy with the dress. She had long lashes that hung above her silver eyes. Her dark hair poured over her shoulders. She was about twenty years old.
"This is a dangerous place for a woman like you." I said.
"Ah, you are mistaken with my abilities." said she, "You can call me Fate."
"Interesting, you can call me Cartman." I said.
"Silly boy, I need your first name."
"My teacher read a story to us that said 'names have power'"
"Very good." She smiled, "You are smart, too."
"Agreed" I said in vain, "Were are you from?"
"Many places, I like to travel the world." Of course no straight answer.
"What do you want anyway?" I asked.
"For you to come with me and travel to a place of your choice. You can extend your business and will be the richest person in the world. All you have to do is marry me. We will have the happiest life together."
"I'll say not interested. I think I have enough time in my life to expand my buissness else were."
"Though people will love you there, you will be famous. You will be one of the most powerful immortals in the world."
"Immortal? God dammit, you have to make me give you a deal?"
KYLE
Later that day, I arrived at my house listening to the yelling of what is inside. My mom was probably yelling at my dad for some reason or other. Mom wasn't the typical passive mom trying to comfort you any chance she gets. She is the aggressive while my dad is the passive. My dad was the person talking in the calm low voice.
"Please Sheila. Don't yell... " my dad started.
"Oh please, like I don't have a say in this house." Mom yelled back.
"I never said that."
"What are we supposed to tell the kids?!" She said ignoring his comment.
"Well I suppose we have to tell the truth." Said he.
"No, we shall NOT!"
"They are going to find out sooner or later."
"Yes, but we need a cover..." She stopped to think. Dad looked at me all wide eyed. He turned back to Sheila.
"We have company."
When she saw me, she came running over. She held me tight and mumbled things.
When she got up she slapped me hard in the face. My face stung like battery acid. What was wrong with this woman? She asked, "How much did you hear?"
"Um, I'm not sure." I said in a low voice. I knew if I raised my voice it would make her think I had attitude.
"Why did you come late?" She ordered, her eyes saying 'you better tell the truth'.
"Morgan wanted to talk to me." I said. I hated how she controlled me with those dark eyes.
Her expression softened, "How are you two doing?"
"Um, fine. We planned to stay near for collage. We are going in the same field."
"Oh, yeah? That sounds sweet. You two would make wonderful lawyers." She said. I wanted to say we weren't going in that field, but it would be unwise. "How are your friends?" I see out of the corner of my eye my dad walked up stairs.
"Um, good. May I go to my room? I have, uh, homework to do."
"Go ahead, honey." She said.
Not shortly after that I was sitting on my bed. I thought about the offer Cartman talked about. I looked up the date on my laptop. Cartman's posted that Stan, Kenny, and I were invited. Though I also showed the weather wasn't the best on that day. Snow storms with freezing rain. This whole meet up was probably a set up to watch me and Stan fight. Thanks fatass.
I looked at the comments below it.
Stan: (2:46 pm) Why should we go? It could be a trap to some kind of set up. It's kind of strange that you think you can bring the group together again.
Kenny: (2:56 pm) Maybe, but he says he'll have food.
Eric: (2:57 pm) That's right!
Eric: (2:57 pm) Not Stan. Kenny is right.
Stan: (2:58 pm) I don't want any fights going on during it either.
Eric: (3:00 pm) Pfft, like there would be.
Kenny: (3:00 pm) Though you did get in that wicked fight with Craig.
Stan: (3:02 pm) Kenny's right. That fight didn't end well.
Kenny: (3:02 pm) You beat him to a bloody pulp, so epic.
Stan: (3:04 pm) He ended up in the hospital.
Eric: (3:05 pm) Yeah, that did end up pretty bad. Though it's less likely to happen again.
Kenny: (3:05 pm) "less likely"
Eric: (3:08 pm) Shut up poor boy! You can't afford to lose this chance for free popcorn.
Stan: (3:09 pm) Though I can.
Eric: (3:10 pm) You can't either! You need this chance to fix you afares with Kahl.
Stan: (3:10 pm) Yeah, our "afares"
Eric: (3:11 pm) *affares
Stan: (3:11 pm) You spelled it wrong again.
Eric: (3:11 pm) Shut up, hippy! I don't give a fuck!
Kenny: (3:12 pm) Easy, fatass. Where is Kyle anyway?
Stan: (3:13 pm) At Morgan's house probably.
Eric: (3:14 pm) How do you know? Are you a stalker?
Stan: (3:14 pm) No! Clyde just happened to look out the window at them when we were passing by and started talking about them.
Eric: (3:19 pm) Stalker
Stan: (3:19 pm) wtf Cartman!
Eric: (3:21 pm) Talking about taking it easy, hippy.
Butters: (3:25 pm) Hello you guys! What cha doin'?
Eric: (3:26 pm) Who invited you?!
Kenny: (3:38 pm) I did. I had to borrow his laptop. Mine broke.
Kyle: (3:47 pm) Is this a bad time? Or am I too late?
I waited chewing my lip. When I was about to close my laptop someone replied.
Butters: (3:51 pm) Of course not buddy! How you've been?
Oh boy, I thought. Butters was cool and all, it's just that he was strange to talk to alone.
Eric: (3:51 pm) Shut up, Butters. Kyle, your not late.
Even worse.
Kyle: (3:52 pm) Um, I guess I could come to the movies.
Eric: (3:53 pm) Great.
Butters: (3:53 pm) Can I come?
Eric: (3:53 pm) No.
Butters: (3:53 pm) Please.
Eric: (3:53 pm) Please, Butters.
Butters: (3:54 pm) Yay, I can't wait. I'll bring cookies. Gotta go before my mom grounds me.
Oh, even better. Left alone talking to Cartman.
Eric: (3:54 pm) Noooo.
Eric: (3:54 pm) Waaait!
Eric: (3:54 pm) "Please, Butters" means "Shut up"!
Eric: (3:55 pm) Man is he stupid. Going to need to get him grounded later.
Kyle: (3:56 pm) So, about the movies.
Eric: (3:57 pm) Oh yes. Remember to come on Fryday. It's at the usual place.
Hearing 'usual place' with my old group of friends felt weird.
Kyle: (3:58 pm) You spelled something wrong again, fatass
Eric: (3:58 pm) God dammit, Jew! I said I don't give a fuck about spelling things wrong.
Kyle: (3:58 pm) Probably why you are failing in English.
Eric: (3:59 pm) I'm not failing. I have a D.
Kyle: (3:59 pm) Or, more like you have a bellow average IQ.
Eric: (4:00 pm) Don't talk about IQs.
Kyle: (4:02 pm) Why, because your IQ is so bad, that you can't talk about it?
Eric: (4:02 pm) Yes, it's super bad. Super bad ass.
Kyle: (4:03 pm) Oh, please Cartman. Try to beat the IQ of 137.
Eric: (4:11 pm) I just took a test. My IQ is 158.
My jaw dropped. Like he actually has that IQ number. It's above genius.
Kyle: (4:12 pm) Sure, like you have a better IQ than me.
Eric: (4:13 pm) I'm totally serious. I have a screen shot from my phone.
After a minute or two, sure enough he had the IQ of 158. That was impossible. How can he be smarter than me?
Eric: (4:15 pm) Still in disbelief?
Kyle: (4:15 pm) You are definitely smarter than you look.
Eric: (4:16 pm) Anyway, about the movies?
Kyle: (4:17 pm) Yeah, I'll come. Just don't talk about IQ's. I know rumors would spread through Kenny.
Eric: (4:18 pm) Don't worry, I won't talk about it. ;)
Kyle: (4:19 pm) Cartman!
Eric: (4:19 pm) Chill Kyle. Don't be like your mother.
Kyle: (4:20 pm) I am not!
Eric: (4:20 pm) Sheesh. Well, I got to go. See you tomorrow?
Kyle: (4:21 pm) Maybe
I sighed and closed my laptop.