Eat You

Three

"Stop looking at me!"
 "Dude, you're freaking out," Token said.
"We just want to help you," Y/n said.
"If you want to help then just listen!"
"Dude, we are listening. You just keep telling us to shut up!"
"Look at you all."
 Y/n whirled around. It was a British accent, but not the same as Pip's. It was a lot more... upper class. "Squawking and floundering about..."
Craig paled even more, gripping onto Y/n's arm so tight, it started to break the skin.
 "You've spent all of this time stressing out over your own mistakes..."
Y/n pulled their arm away from Craig, as they could feel their arm start to bleed. "And you don't even know what you did."
 "Who... Who does that sound like. I know that voice." Token was wracking his brain, trying to remember. "Are we gonna get murdered...? I don't wanna die..." Clyde's eyes filled up with even more tears.
"Ohohoh, that's rich. You really think you're the center of all of this? You really think we're here to kill you? Well... I'm not here for that, at least. Not for you, anyway. You've created a problem far beyond your control."
  "Dude... Dude is that..."
"Tweek, dear. What are you doing? Why are you trying to befriend them?" Tweek tensed up and stammered, "G... go away..."
"Oh... Oh, this is so cute... Is that why you came through first? You just wanted friends?"
  "N-"
The stranger interrupted Tweek. "Well I'm sorry, some of us are here for a much greater reason. It's time to stop hiding."

Y/n, Token, Clyde and Craig watched in utter horror as Tweek turned into a monster. He had goat legs, red horns, red wings and tail. Y/n was about to scream, but cut themselves off when the stranger started singing. They stared, eyes wide. "P-Please tell me you guys can see this too." "We can see it, but we don't want to." Everything going on in front of Y/n flashed by their eyes quickly in a blur of colors until they were suddenly grabbed and dipped low to the ground. Their head was inches from the dirt, and Gregory's -the stranger- face was inches from their's. They flailed, panic written all over their face. Gregory straightened his back out, taking Y/n up with him. He let go of their hands and turned back around, gesturing widely and continuing to talk. The horrific nightmare flashing by their eyes slowed down when Pip, smiling and cheery as ever, threw Jimmy's dead body at their feet.

Y/n stared for a moment, their ears ringing. Thomas, who was standing just next to them, began to vomit up pure blood on Jimmy's corpse. "This cannot be happening..."
They mumbled. They covered their face with their hands, too repulsed and frightened to even think straight. Suddenly, as the smell of Jimmy's body reached their nose, they retched and threw up right next to him. Craig, Token and Clyde turned and started to run, Clyde sobbing his eyes out as they ran. Y/n, who got a slightly later start, felt their ankle get caught by one of Gregory's ink hands. He dragged them away from their cousin and friends as they started to scream.
"No, no, no! Let go of me!" Y/n stopped their attempts to dig their fingers into the dirt to turn around and try to detach the couple of hands wrapped around their ankle. They managed to get out for a couple of seconds, but Gregory grabbed them once again. He evaluated them for a moment, holding them halfway upside down with his hands. They let themselves go limp to save energy because it was obvious they weren't going anywhere. Gregory set them down gently.

Y/n took a step back, then stopped as Gregory glared. Tweek shouted, "Why are any of you here!"
Thomas continued vomiting up blood about five feet to Y/n's right.
"Gregory, would you be so kind as to get rid of this rain? I'm getting quite soaked..." Pip said. "RAIN?!? IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT RIGHT NOW MAN??? HHH???"
 "Oh for the LOVE of–" Gregory smacked his forehead and clenched his other hand into a fist. "Shut up– everybody shut up!"
Gregory turned to Thomas. "Thomas, my word, stop vomiting everywhere."
 Gregory then rounded on Pip. "Pip, stop messing with that body!"
"I'm just looking...!"
"HOW CAN I SHUT UP??? LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE!"
Tweek reached out to touch Gregory's arm, and he glared at Tweek. "Don't touch me. Eugh."
"Hgg! What are you going to do to them!"
"Them?" Gregory looked Y/n up and down for a moment, seemingly evaluating them. Y/n recoiled from his heavy gaze. "No. I'm not going to, they didn't do anything to anger me."
"Then shouldn't you let-"
"I'm not done talking." Venom dripped from Gregory's voice as he glared at Tweek. Tweek recoiled out of fear.
"What do you even want from me? Can I please go home?"
"Oh... Oh absolutely not. I'm not going to hurt you. None of us are bad people."
"You... You killed Jimmy..."
"That was a... miscalculation."
Pip awkwardly smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. "No, I apologize, I was just a bit peckish, that's all!"
 Y/n's hands began to shake. What the fuck was happening?
 "Is... Is this because we messed around with that board..?"
"Oh, so you finally get it. It took an entire song and dance number."
"I'm so sorry, please don't hurt my friends and family!"
"It's not your fault, you know. Calm down."

Y/n was frightened. "Please, what do I have to do to get you to leave at least Craig alone!"
"Just tell me where Stanley is. I'll leave you and your friends alone if they don't interfere."
Y/n shook their head. "No!"
"Just tell me where he is."
 "I don't want you to hurt him!"
"Would you rather I rip out Craig's spine?" Y/n stood, stunned. It was a catch-22.
"Fine... Stan is probably at Cartman's house right now, because school has probably already b-been let out."
"There, see? That's all I wanted to know. But I have one more favor to ask of you."
"What more could you want?" Y/n teared up.
"I just need you to show us to Cartman's house."
"N-" Gregory gave a pointed stare. "F-Fine. Follow me, I-I guess."