Stan was standing by a store, making funny faces in front of a showcase. The other boys were nowhere to be seen, raising the question of why Stan wasn't with his friends. He didn't seem bothered by it, which hinted that he was there by his own choice.

Then he felt a small impact on his head.

"Ow!"

He put his hand on his head, covering the impact area, and turned around to see what caused it. To his surprise, it was Shelly, who gave him a nuggie. Her clenched fist was evidence of that. She wasn't amused at Stan's childish antics.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Uh… just killing time." He answered. "And you?"

"Same."

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend or something?"

Shelly crossed her arms. "Yeah, but then his pervert brother was peeking on us and caused a hell of a mess. So he dragged him away to teach him a lesson."

Stan tried not to grin, pleased that punishment had been delivered.

"Too bad his two asshole friends got away. Me and the others could have whooped their asses too."

She looked up, sounding slightly disappointed. Stan was satisfied nonetheless.

"Anyway, I'm waiting for him to come back. What about you? Didn't you say you were gonna meet your turd friends?"

"Oh, they went to the rollercoaster. Line was too long, and Cartman wouldn't stop complaining, so I decided to sit it out."

"Hmm…"

Awkward silence. Neither of them had idea of how to continue the conversation.

"Well, since there's only the two of us here, we can at least find something better to do than make faces in the mirror. Come on."

Shelly barely finished her sentence before grabbing Stan's arm and dragging him away from where they were.

"Shelly… wait! Where are we going?"

"To do something fun! Uhh…' She scanned her surroundings, and spotted an attraction. "There! How about the pirate ship?"

"The pirate ship?"

"Yeah! It'll do!"

With this assurance, they made way to the pirate ship. The line was okay, so they stopped at the end of it. They just had to wait the end of the current ride so they could board it. Shelly then tapped Stan's shoulder.

"I'll go to the bathroom. Hold my place, alright?"

"Okay."

She left Stan alone in the line, waiting. He still couldn't believe that his own sister had invited him for a ride, when just a few hours ago, she was bummed that he had come with her. Of course, it was just because of her not having a better option at the moment, but it still was worth a lot for him.

He remembered the beginning of their trip, when Shelly was irritated because of him, and how he hoped she would be in a better mood later. He seemed relieved that it was finally happening.

Suddenly, he felt someone holding his shoulder, and before he could react, he was yanked away from his place in the line.

"Move it, twerp."

It had been two guys, who took over Stan's spot. They were nearly twice his size and looked like the type who enjoyed a fight. Stan pulled himself together, the adrenaline still flowing in his blood.

"Hey, this is my place!" He yelled. One of the gorillas turned to him.

"'Hey, this is my place!'" The guy said mockingly. "Why don't you go to the merry-go-round? It's perfect for a little shit like you."

Apparently, only he was doing the speaking. His friend just looked on with a sadistic smile.

"Fuck you!"

Stan blurted, but then realized. What the hell am I doing? He probably was too angry to think properly. But it was too late.

"Fuck you, huh?"

The guy grabbed Stan's collar and tossed him on the ground. He then pinned Stan down and raised his fist.

"Your mother didn't teach you good manners, so I guess I'll have to do it!"

Stan braced himself for the punch, hoping he would at least stay conscious when it was over.

But just as the fist was about to hit his face, someone grabbed the guy's arm and threw his body against a wall. Shocked at what just happened, Stan was relieved in seeing his savior. Meanwhile, the guy, still downed, was alarmed that he was just tossed like a doll by a girl.

"Who the fuck are you?" He growled.

"I'm his sister, and you better get the fuck outta here before I kill you."

Enraged, the guy got on his feet and confronted Shelly. His friend joined him, so now it was two against one. Stan, who was still on the ground, seemed worried, not only because of their numerical advantage, but also because despite Shelly being bigger than him, they were still a foot taller than her. She didn't back down, though.

The guy cracked his knuckles. "Fucking kill me?! Don't think we'll go easy on you just because you're a girl!"

"Yeah?! Bring it!"

He swung at her, but she ducked and punched his ribcage. While he squirmed in pain, she grabbed his collar and landed another two blows on his face. Just as she was about to land a third, his friend restrained her from behind. She then grabbed and squeezed his head, forcing him to release her. Taking the chance, she slammed his head repeatedly against a pole, knocking him out.

With his face bleeding and his friend out of the fight, the guy charged Shelly and managed to get a hold of her, but then she punched his back and body slammed him against the ground. While he was down, she kicked him several times, until he was in too much pain to move. She now was sure he wouldn't get up again.

With the fight over, Shelly went to her brother, who was amazed at how easily she handled the gorillas.

"You okay?" She helped him up.

"Uhh… yeah. Thanks." Stan then noticed the people around them. "Uh, Shelly, everyone's looking at us."

This was expected. A fight in an amusement park hardly went unnoticed. They were worried that security would be there soon.

"Come on, let's get out of here." She called, and the siblings quickly left the scene.