South Park AU:Garden Of Spite

Chapter Twenty-Four

A knocking came from the door.

Eric watched as his mother went over to open it, and in came...oh fuck.

Stan's grandpa.

"Ah, Marvin! Are you here to see Shelley?" asked Liane.

"Of course I am," said Marvin.

Marvin moved forward with his stupid wheelchair towards the table, where Eric and Shelley had been eating breakfast.

"Shelley, there you are!" he said.

"Grandpa!" exclaimed Shelley as she got off of her seat and ran towards Marvin.

Eric just narrowed his eyes at him.

"Jimbo's been spending some time with Ned for comfort over Sharon's death, and I'm tired of hearing his bitch-ass crying, so I came over here to see you," Marvin continued.

Shelley looked down sadly.

"Do you think dad's still alive like Sparky is?" she asked.

"...Dunno. Probably is dead. But death is a part of life, and we have to move on, even when my mistake-son is probably dead...if only it would happen to me too," he replied.

"Also, how the fuck is Sparky alive when he's like THAT!?" he exclaimed has he pointed at Sparky and his slightly crooked neck, his bruised, battered back and burn marks.

"We took him to the Vet yesterday, but he's still like this. But the good thing is that he's still alive," said Liane as she walked towards them.

Eric got off his seat and said,"I'm gonna go for a walk." As he headed towards the door, he looked back and muttered,"And don't fuck my mom." He then finally left, closing the door, and walking into the outdoors.

He heard knocking and turned his focus to where it was coming from.

He followed it until he came towards Wendy's house....and Gregory, the other annoying (yet somewhat cool) British kid, knocking on the door.

"What are you doing?" Eric asked.

Gregory looked at him.

"Ah, Eric, hello. I'm here to check on Wendy and see if she's alright. She's just been so...shaky and jumpy lately. I thought it would be good to visit her," he said.

"Of course you would," Eric muttered.

Gregory turned back to the door and knocked at it again.

But it still didn't work.

"Hm...is anybody there?" he called.

No answer.

Until crying focused into their ears.

Eric and Gregory turned to see three Peoole ahead of them.

They walked forwards and saw Detective Harris and Wendy's parents.

The crying was coming from her mother.

"So, where was the last place you saw her?" Detective Harris asked the parents.

"At home, heading over to her bed," replied Mr. Testaburger, desperation in his voice.

"Okay, we'll write down a report," said Detective Harris as he turned to walk away.

Eric and Gregory stared in shock at each other.

"Oh no...Wendy's missing!" Gregory breathed.