Kyle: So Eric. You're 14 today, how do you feel?
Eric: shitty.
Kenny: *muffled bc he wears a mask* don't we all feel like that?
Stan: Yeah, there's no amount of shots in this world to cure depression.
The boys walk down to the bus stop where Butters runs down to street to them.
Butters: FELLAS! FELLAS! *wheezes* IT'S CLYDE! *coughing*
Kenny: LEO?! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!
Butters: CLYDE! SHOT! I'M SORRY KENNY! I TRIED TO SAVE HIM, BUT I COULDN'T RUN FAST ENOUGH TO YOU!
Everyone looks at each other worried.
Stan: What happened to Clyde?
Butters: Someone shot him, we were all talking casually, and then.. *sniffles* he was shot! It was like the heavens killed him! We tried to get help, by shouting!
Kenny: We? Like Craig, Tweek, and Token?
Butters: YES!
Eric: Clyde's retarted and should've died years ago. He's lucky his life was even spared.
Kyle: ERIC! YOU FUCKING FATASS BITCH! WHY WOULD YOU EVEN SAY SHIT LIKE THAT, ESPECIALLY INFRONT OF POOR BUTTERS WHO HAD TO WITNESS IT ALL!
Eric looked down at the snow on the ground.
Kenny looked Butters in the eyes and gave him a hug. Butters faced away from the group, and smiled manically, which slowly faded into a sad, depressive frown.
Stan: Want a drink? Forget about this?
Kyle: At 6:57 in the morning? I'm good. Plus we're underage, you fucking alcoholic.
Stan: So what if I have problem? At least I don't jump up for joy when my girlfriend. Is. *Clap* A. *Clap* Slut. *Clap* *Stares directly at Kenny*
Kenny: At least I can control how much I eat!
Eric: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN KINNY?! AT LEAST I'M NOT MADE FUN OF FOR MY RELIGION!
Kyle: THE RELIGION YOU MAKE FUN OF! AND FUCK IT! AT LEAST I'M NOT CRYING LIKE A FUCKING WIMP! LEOPOLD BUTTERS STOTCH!
Butters let's go of Kenny and looks at Kyle, as Kyle clasps his hands over his mouth.
Butters: You know what fellas? I thought you guys were my friends.. the only people I could trust for once..but...I can't. I'm just that throw away friend. The dumpster kid. AT LEAST MY PARENTS CAN MAINTAIN THEIR LOVE! THEY MAY NOT LOVE ME, BUT THEY LOVE EACH OTHER!
Stan: WELL FUCK YOU! THEY FEED OFF OF SEX SHOWS FOR LOVE, AND IF THAT'S ENOUGH FOR THEM TO NOT DIVORCE, THEN GOOD FOR THEM! BECAUSE THE ONE GIRL I EVER LOVED... Dumped me...
Kenny: *stares straight ahead into the sunrise* It's because you're ugly, isn't it? Because you look like you're a 17 year old fuck, who likes to hit on girls and do drugs.
Everyone looks at Stan and Kenny.
Kyle: Don't listen to him Stan..
Stan: Yeah..
The bus pulls up and everyone gets on. The bus ride is silent, and the only noise heard is from Craig calming Tweek down from Clyde's death.
15 minutes later, they've arrived at the school and everything is still sad and depressive.
Everyone gets off the bus, and they all walk silently to the classroom.
Eric: *turns around in his seat* Guys, we can't just leave off on that. We can't just be mad because of a few insults...right...guys? Guys??? GUYS?! *Eyes water up* Kahl? Kinny? ... Stan? ...Butters?! *Turns back around*
Craig walks up to the gang.
Craig: Hey, guys? Did you hear about what happened this morning?
No one answered
Eric: We aren't talking to each other. We took it too far this time...way too far.
Craig: Oh! *Looks around at all of them* *sees Butter's with his head on the desk, crying* Hey...Leo?
Butters shifts away from Craig.
Craig sighs and goes back to Tweek.
Eric: GUYS!? WE REALLY CAN'T-
Teacher (let's just us Mr. Garrison: Okay students! So let's take out seats and get settled..I have some..rather.. unfortunate news. Our dear student...Clyde Donovan..has passed away.
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Fantasma Park
Mystery / Thriller*all the kids are about 13-14* ⚠️ALL THE IMPORTANT CHAPTERS WILL HAVE THE CHAPTER THEN NAME OF THE CHARACTER ⚠️ TW: suicide cannibalism murder blood/gore Swearing SH Underaged Drinking/Drinking addiction Ships: Style (angst in some chapters) Bunny S...
