"Kyle!" I yelled.
Kyle's POV Weird, Ithought I heard Stan, must be imagining it-
"Kyle!" I heard some one yell, wait, I'm not imagining it, it's really Stan!
"Stan?" I say.
"Kyle, I, everything's okay, I am not mad at you for lying, if I were a girl and grew up here in your position, well I'd be hiding in a room not even asking for help." Stan said.
"How did you know I was asking you for help?" I asked.
"I went to Kenny and told him, by the way he's fine with this, and he told me you'd go to chef, then Mr. Mackey, then Mr. Garrison." Stan said.
"Wait, you told Kenny?" I asked, I mean Kenny IS a major pervert.
"Yeah, he's not as bad as you make him out to be." Stan reasoned.
"Hey, I believe paying Mr. Garrison all his money to do a week long presentation of a girl's body is PRETTY bad." I said.
"...Oh...he...he has his not so perverted moments, but he really is a good person to turn to if you have problems. Plus, he doesn't sing about fucking people like chef does." Stan said, wait that reminded me.
"Wait, when I went to chef, he, he didn't appear to have time to listen to me, or sing.." I said.
"That's weird, he normally listens to our problems." Stan agreed.
"And when I went to Mr. Mackey he was out of it too, I think I'll go to Mr. Garrison and see why." I said, and walked away. Obviously Stan was spying on me.
"Mr. Garrison!" I yelled.
"What do you want?" He asked, he's drunk, perfect he won't remember, oh and he's falling asleep I grabbed his phone from his hand because it was vibrating it.. it had a message from a Bunnylicker Cult and Mr. Mackey, wait, what. I-I can't Stan, I don't feel well. I threw up.
"Kyle!" Stan yelled and ran towards me.
"Kyle, what's wrong?" Stan asked, no. No. I will NOT tell him.
"N-nothing," I say and put Mr. Garrison's phone in my pocket, I now have communication with the cult.
"I-I. I have to g-go home now bye." I say then get up and run away.
What does it mean, let's look through the cult contacts, Randy Marsh! Stan's dad, he always gets into this shit, now...Chef?! Mr. Mackey?! A-and chef is..the leader!? I throw up more and pass out.
Kendra's POV I was walking home, then I saw Kyle throw up and pass out, I hope it's nothing Stan, Wendy, or Bebe did. I see Stan was following Kyle too.
"KYLE!" Stan and I yell. I grab the phone and Stan tries to wake Kyle up.
Oh no. she found out, shit. good thing she doesn't know Kenny and I are in this cult, yet.
"Stan, look at this, she was looking through cult profiles. Hey, your last name is Marsh, do you know a Randy Marsh?" I ask.
"He's my dad." Stan says. Ooh that's baad.
"Oh. Um. Your dad belongs to a cult of bunnylickers." I say.
"WHAT!?" Stan yells loud enough to wake Kyle up.
"What. Stan, Kendra. Give me that phone!" Kyle says while snapping back to reality, what is so special about that phone? I get it now! It is her communication to the cult.