Pinku Cat Cafe [South Park x Reader]

Morality is a Joke

A/N: I'm very sick but I was able to create this chapter for you guys! Hope you like it! :)

TW// Violence and attempted sexual assault

[Kenny added Dovahkiin to 🌈Cumline🌈]

Cartman: douchebag we need help

Dovahkiin: You guys always need help from me :/

Kyle: It's about (Y/n)!

Dovahkiin: What happened?

Craig: We're pretty sure that she's been kidnapped

Dovahkiin: Do you have any idea who would do this? Does she have any enemies?

Bradley: No, I don't think so... she's gotten along with everyone she's met...

Token: She never has anything bad to say about anybody.

Kenny: I mean, she does now about us but that's not the point

Dovahkiin: We can talk about how you messed up later

Dovahkiin: I'm in

Bradley lets out a sigh of relief. He doesn't know how they're going to find her, but he hopes that they can get there fast. He blinks down at his phone when it vibrates once more. But... it doesn't seem to be from the group chat at all. It's coming from an unknown number.

???: Hello. South Park needs you, Bradley. Please check (Y/n)'s closet.

Bradley: Who is this?

???: They call me Doctor Timothy. Now hurry. She needs you.

He doesn't know what the hell is happening, but there isn't time to waste. He jogs upstairs and goes into your room. He feels a bit dirty being in here when you are not, but if this is for your sake, then he'll do anything. He opens the closet door and gasps at the sight of a familiar outfit and weapon.

You are Butterfly. It all makes sense. If you put away some criminals, then some people will definitely have bad blood with you!

With a determined glint in his eye, he grabs the wig and mask you wear to conceal your identity as well as your staff. He opens the window and jumps out, the staff's wings flaring out so his fall isn't harsh whatsoever. He doesn't know who the hell crafted this and why it had to be you to wield it, but he can ask questions later.

He slips the wig upon his head and the mask around the lower half of his face. He begins to bolt towards the town once more. It's about 7 PM now. There's no time to waste.

He arrives near the local bank, where the superheroes that work alongside Butterfly are huddled. He hops to be in the middle of their circle, bringing their eyes to him.

"Butterfly! You are... more masculine than usual, bzzt!" Mosquito exclaims as if it's not obvious already.

"I'm not Butterfly. I'm just a stand-in for her. She's taking care of some business," he responds easily, bringing his staff up a bit. "She's been gracious enough to lend me her staff and some of her outfit."

A quiet fellow perks his head up. The Amazing Butthole is his name, and it seems that he has rejoined the group for the most important mission of all. He gazes at Bradley for a moment before turning away, humming in what seems to be understanding.

The Human Kite hums as well. "I can only hope that you're a fraction of how good she is." He gazes at the setting sun with a furrow in his brow. "We have to hurry. (Y/n) is too important to the town to let her get hurt."