Imaginationland, Part 2
The two men from before interrogate Stan, Kyle, and I in a room. General paces
back and forth. "Look, we already told you everything we know," Stan says. "Some
guy just showed up in a big balloon and took us into Imaginationland."
General stops and places his hands on a table. "What we want to know is how! We
need to find a way into Imaginationland; you've been there! How did you do it?!"
"We just... went on a balloon ride," Kyle said.
"There must have been some kind of portal or doorway," someone says.
"We don't know!"
"Our portal to the imagination!" A man named Tom says. "Built as a secret
project back in 1962 to fight the Soviets-"
"Shhh! Tom!" whispers General. "That's super-secret."
"Oooohhh, I'm sorry sir," Tom says.
"Wait. The U.S. Government has a portal to the imagination?" asks Kyle.
"Aw, see? Good job, Tom!" General says. "Why don't you just tell them everything
about Project X?!"
"Yes sir." Tom turns to us. "We built a portal to the imagination to use against
the Russians during the Cold War, but we never got a-"
"THAT WAS SARCASM! I was being sarcastic, you idiot!"
"Aw jeez, I'm really sorry sir."
"If you already built a doorway to the imagination, then why do you need
us?" asks Stan.
General turns his back to us. "All right, we might as well show it to them." He
mutters, "God-dammit, Tom," under his breath. We get taken into this big room,
with a lot of machines, a lot of people, and a giant thing in the middle of the
room. Some people mess with machines in front of them. "Ever since the Cold War,
the U.S. Government has been working on a secret project to build a doorway into
the imagination. It is called 'Project Imagination Doorway.'"
"That's not very imaginative," I say.
"According to all the tests and the data, the doorway should work, but... it
never has." A guy walks up and stands next to the General.
"But we're close, sir," he says. "We're real close."
The General sighs. "They've been saying that for over forty years."
"You're the ones, right?" the man asks. "The kids who have been in the
imagination."
"Ah...I guess," Kyle says.
"What was the sequence that got you inside?" the man asks. Jeez, these people
sure love questions. "We know there's some kind of... resonance code, but we
can't figure it out."
"Look, we're sorry, you guys, but the balloon just went up in the air and the
dude sang a song and we were suddenly there," says Kyle.
"Song?" asks General. "You didn't say anything about a song before." I did!
Idiot...
"What song?" The Imagination song, like I said before! God, these people are
stupid.
"The Imagination song?" Stan says.
"That could be it!" You don't say, buddy? "The fractal converter has never
worked because it was waiting for a multitonal code!"
"Quick kids: how does the Imagination Song go?"
Kyle and Stan start singing the imagination song, and it seems they can't remeber
the notes. "Imaginaaaaation...Imaginaaaation..."
"Sir, uh I'm getting some electrofeedback from the gate!" They start messing
with machines. "I-it's weak, but it's nanoresponding to something."
"Was there more to the Imagination Song?" General asks. "Ha, how does the rest
of it go?"
Stan and Kyle keep singing, then I join in. "Imaginaaaa-aaaa-aaation...Imaginaaaa-"
"No, no dude, it went up there," Kyle said.
"I think I know what I'm singing, Kyle!"
"Imagina-he-hey-"
"Imagin-eh..."
Stan decides to admit it: we don't remember the song. "Dude, we don't remember. It
was really long and stupid."
"I'm just about through playing with you boys!" The General yells. "We're
running out of time! You have to remember that song in its entirety!" Stan and
Kyle look at each other. We start singing the song better, but they're still
off.
"Imagina-a-ation, Imagina-"
"Waitwaitwait," Stan says. "Maybe that's where he went really flat, like that
half-step key change? Imagina-ation."
"...How do you know terms like half-step key change?" The two look at me
angrily. "Er, forget I asked."
"Right, then it was 'Imagina-ation, Imagina-ation. Imagina-atio-on.'" The rooms
lights dim and the portal begins to glow. We stand there confused for a moment,
then face the portal with the other people present.
"It's open! It's open!"
"Getting readings from the other side... the, that's it. We've made an opening
to our imagination, sir!" All the officers and techs all cheer and hug each
other.
Stan and Kyle stand there, awed, while I just kinda stare about happily. "Hey,
guys!" I pull three candy bars out of a small bag. "We've done God's work today,
boys. Have your reward." I start nibbling on my candy bar, while Stan and Kyle
eat big chunks out of theirs.
"All right, that's enough!" General says. "We've still got a lot of work to do,
people! Its time to go in and get our imaginations under control!" Later, some
army troops in camouflage arrive. The general paces in front of the soldiers.
"Y'know, guys, I kinda have a bad feeling about this..." I overhear some of
General's speech to the soldiers, before Stan answers.
"...Exactly which bad feeling do you have?" he asks.
"I-I don't know. Like, someone is going to die." Oh yeah, sometimes if something
bad will happen, I'll kinda sense it or something. I dunno. Doesn't work all the
time.
"Yes sir!" The soldiers salute.
"Are you ready, Kurt Russell?" Is Kurt Russell famous or something?
Kurt Russell answers, "I... I don't understand why I'm here. I-I'm just an
actor." Apparently.
"Yes, but you were in that one movie that was kinda like this. That gives you
more experience than anybody. All right, here we go! Men! Forwaaard!"
"Sir, we have a security breach!" A tech alerts.
"Dudes, if it's who I think it is..." I sigh angrily. "Kyle, get ready to
protect your rights."
"There's an Unauthorized Entry Alert, sir-it's coming from Sector Two!"
"Sector Two?" A large window at the far end of the room shatters as Cartman
tumbles in. We all turn to see him.
"Cartman?" Kyle says.
I pinch my nose like Stan does. "Cartman, get the hell out, please."
Cartman gets up quickly and marches towards Kyle. "Hello Kyle! Thought you could
get out of your responsibilities, huh?!"
"Who the hell are you?!" asks General.
"That kid you have made a bet that if I could prove that I saw a leprechaun, he
would suck my balls!"
"Get him out of here!"
Some guards seize Cartman and begin to drag him away. "No! Hold on a second!"
They stop and let him go. "I have a contract validated by the United States
court system!"
"Let me see that!" A guard takes it from Cartman over to the general, who reads
it. "Why would you agree to suck someone's balls?"
"I DIDN'T THINK THERE WAS GOING TO BE A GOD-DAMNED LEPRECHAUN!"
"All right, you two can go use the conference room," says General. "Go on, we
have work to do here."
"Wha?! Well wait, ahah I wanna see what happens here!" Kyle tries to get out of
the agreement once more. I start writing on a piece of paper, then fold it up
and slip it into Kyle's pocket.
"Go on and do it," says General.
Kyle looks at the general, than at Stan and I. "Stan? Kylie?"
"Dude, you did make a deal..."
"Do it, bro! Be strong!" I whisper, "Check the paper while you're in the room!"
Kyle apparently has run out of appeals and reluctantly follows Cartman out.
"Theee conference room is which way?" Cartman asks, while smiling a big retarded
smile.
I'll fill you in on what happened. So, they went into their room, and then me
and Stan watched what was happening with the portal. The soldiers got raped by
Stan's messed up 'Christmas Critters,' then an alarm went off, and Cartman and
Kyle were brought back in here. I feel like the feeling from before is happening
now. The portal has begun to act violently. Lightning shoots out from the portal
and it changes color frequently. Everyone backs away.
"Talk to me! What's going on?!" General demands.
"Something is... coming through the gate from the other side." A few moments
later, ManBearPig walks through.
"What is it?!"
"Its like a... half man half bear!"
"And half pig!" ManBearPig grabs a guy and slams him against the portal's wall.
"Oh! No, no wait! It's like a half bear half manpig!" ManBearPig rips the guy's
head off and tosses it towards the general. Everyone scatters around the room.
"Look out!" ManBearPig jumps over and grabs a man at both ends.
"No! I think it's more like a half man, and half pigbear!" ManBearPig rips the
man in two at the waist.
"Reverse the doorway! Send it back through!"
"AAAHHH!" Kyle runs away, but ManBearPig scoops him up.
"KYLE!" Stan and I shout. A fading tech pushes the red button at his station as
he drops to the floor. Lightning flashes into the room as a tractor beam pulls
Stan into the portal. ManBearPig resists the pull, but crushes Kyle in its left
hand for several seconds.
"AAAAAAA-" ManBearPig lets go of Kyle as the tractor beam fiinally pulls it in.
Kyle lays on the floor, all color drained from him.
"Oh my god..." I sit on the floor next to Kyle. "He's dead." I
can't bear to look at him, with that horrifying look of terror frozen on his
face. Paramedics arrive to check on Kyle. They push me out of the way, then one
of them tries to resuscitate him with a defibrillator.
"Clear!" They send power through the paddles. Kyle rises, then falls softly. No
sign of life yet. The paramedic removes the paddles and announces, "I'm sorry.
He's gone."
"No! Kyle can't die." Cartman gets on his knees and checks various parts of his
body for a pulse. I pull Cartman off Kyle.
"STOP ERIC!" I don't want to see him try to bring Kyle back. "IT'S NOT GOING TO WORK! Just...stop trying. It hurts to see you doing this!"
"I'm sorry, young boy," the paramedic says to Cartman.
"Well... at least now he doesn't have to suck anyone's balls."
I feel enraged about that comment. "A kid just died, and you make a FREAKING JOKE?!
YOU SICK PEOPLE!"
"Well, either way kids, he's dead."
"NNNOOO!" Cartman begins giving Kyle CPR. "No, he has a strong heart! He wants
to live! Come on, Kyle! Come on, buddy!" I take over the CPR.
"I'm certified," I say.
"He's gone, little boy."
Cartman talks to the paramedic. "Zap him again!" He opens Kyle's coat and shirt
for better contact. "Do it!"
"Charging."
"DO IT!" Me and Cartman shout. The paramedic places the paddles back on Kyle's
body. "Come on," I say.
"Clear!"
"Come on buddy." The paramedic fires away. Kyle rises, then falls softly. No
sign of life still. "Get out of here!" Cartman shoves the paramedic away, and I
go back to giving Kyle CPR. A woman covers her eyes in despair.
"Goddammit Kyle, you never walked away from anything in your life!" I say.
"Now fight!" Cartman smacks Kyle around. "Fight! Fight! Right now!" Now Cartman
breaks down. "Fu-hight! Fu-hu-hight!" Cartman starts pounding Kyle's chest hard. "Fight!" Kyle
coughs, then comes to. Cartman begins to cry happily.
"Give him some air," I say. I grab an oxygen mask and place it over Kyle's nose
and mouth.
"There. Breathe easy." I stand up and place my hat on my head.
Cartman weeps softly some more.
Me and Cartman are sitting next to each other in a hospital room. Kyle is
resting. A few gifts lie near his bed, mostly from me. "Hey, Cartman?"
"Yeah?"
"Uhm...uh..." I really don't want to say it. "I'm sorry."
"Me too. What for?"
"I'm sorry for smacking you around back there, and everything else. You?"
"Breaking your arm or whatever," he says. "Hey, I'll be right back." He
disappears under the bed. After a couple seconds, he rises from under the bed
with his crown and robe on and contract in hand. "Wake up, Kyle." Kyle wakes up to see a smiling Cartman.
"OH, GODDAMN IT!" I yell.
AN: Okay, Part 2 is done! I can say that the next two chapters will be uploaded once a day, but I can't promise that I can get the others out everyday. Thanks for reading, and please review if you can! :D