Pinku Cat Cafe [South Park x Reader]

Infiltration

"Chad Garthunk? Her husband?" Human Kite asks, incredulous. He looks at your expression, trying to find any semblance of jokingness in your face. There isn't any. You glance right back at him, your eyes meeting for a brief moment. "... What makes you say that?"

"Call it a hunch," you shrug, drumming your fingers on the heart section of your staff. "But let me explain. Spouses and ex lovers are often the culprits in these sorts of crimes. Does Barbara have any enemies? Anyone that would want her gone?"

Silence befalls the group. "N... No," Wonder T pipes up, twiddling his thumbs.

"Was she the party type of woman?"

"No," Tupperware shakes his head. "She's always been known to be a woman that was more of a homebody than anything. You never heard about her getting blackout drunk, ever. That's more I can say about the rest of this town."

"And lastly, how did Chad Garthunk act when the police approached him about his wife's appearance?"

"Your deduction skills are nothing short of impressive, Butterfly. He was described as calm and collected. It is nothing you would expect from a worrying husband," Doctor Timothy commends you.

You smile slightly, taking his compliment very well. It's odd, somehow you feel like a different person when you're in this costume. You're acting cool-headed, but in reality, you can't help but think that this is a terrible circumstance. A soon-to-be mother going missing and her husband couldn't give less of a shit... this motherfucker needs to be busted.

"You talk a good game, Butterfly. But what is there to do? No corpse has been found yet— bzzt!," Mosquito asks.

The Coon lifts his head and strokes his chin with his claws. A smirk comes upon his features. "There's only one thing to do, everybody. We have to let him know that we mean business." He turns to look at you and points, his claw coming dangerously close to your nose. "Butterfly, I'll tell you what! I'll let you join us if you are able to intimidate this fucker with us thoroughly! Deal?"

You straighten your back and grab your staff in your dominant hand, twirling it for show. "You have a deal, Coon."

You and the rest of the team arrive at the Garthunk's home not too long afterward. You look at the front of the home, puzzled. The exterior seems nice and overall pretty standard, but there's something... off. There is a car right in front of the home when there is clearly a garage for them to park in. "This car... it's not Chad Garthunk's, is it," you state more than ask, frowning deeply. This could easily be family, but you don't think this is the case.

"N-No," Wonder T answers for you, also looking at the car head on just as you do. He walks to it and peers at the license plate with a small hum. "I-I don't recognize the license plate, either..."

"Perfect," The Coon says before he looks at Toolshed. He points at him with a small, mischievous grin on his face. You think he's having too much fun with this. "Toolshed, you turn the power off. It'll scare the piss out of him and his little friend."

"On it." Everyone waits while Toolshed goes to the power box. He looks over the buttons for a moment or two, then grabs the lever. He pulls it down, and the power in the house cuts out. Screams come from inside the house: a male scream... and a female one. You fucking knew it.

"There's a woman in there. That's a motive for murdering his own wife," you hiss, grabbing your staff with a very tight grip. "Who's coming in with me to confront him?"

Super C lifts his hand, and you find yourself half-smiling at this. You know that he's more of a brutalist class, which would be perfect for intimidating that piece of shit in there. You nod and walk to the front door, about to knock the door down with your weapon, but he lifts his hand to get you to stop. Instead, he kicks the door down with one single strike.