South Park AU:Garden Of Spite

Chapter Eighteen

"Oh! Hello there-WOAH!" Liane Cartman's voice came.

Shelley looked up from her dinner to see something rush in past Liane.

It walked on all fours.

It had fur.

It had a tail.

A blue spiked collar.

Her eyes widened just before the words came out.

"SPARKY!" she shouted.

The happy Dog jumped onto her lap and licked across the face.

"Sparky, you're okay!" she laughed happily.

"Told ya Sparky was still alive," said Eric.

"Oh my, it's your little Dog," said Liane as she walked towards them.

Shelley had a bright smile on her face until she noticed it.

His neck was a little crooked, and his back seemed bruised, and there were some burn marks.

It was from the hit.

"Sparky..." she murmured, eyes wide.

She looked up at Liane.

"Mrs. Cartman, look at his neck and back," she said.

Liane bent down and took a look.

"Oh dear," she said.

"Maybe we should go to the Vet tomorrow," she suggested.

"Sounds like a good idea," said Shelley.

She looked at Sparky.

Sparky tilted his head and looked around.

She realized what he was doing.

"Mom's...Mom's not alive anymore...and dad's missing," she said sadly.

Sparky looked at her and whimpered, seeming to understand her, his ears drooping, sadness in his eyes.

"Well, the good thing is that you're still alive, Sparky," she said as she hugged him. She heard a more happy bark come out of him.

"And with you back, nothing can get in our way," she said.

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Stan observed the town from a mountain high up.

He scowled.

"This mountain town brings back nothing but bad memories..." he snarled.

A wicked smile then appeared.

"I know how to handle it, though," he said sinisterly.

His new "minion" looked up at him, tilting their head.

Stan bent down.

"And now's your time to help..." he said.