Universal Inconstants: The 10 Years DLC

PART 1

"Yo guys," Clyde said as he messed with the camera quietly. "I've got a few friends coming on stream in a moment, but for now it's just me."

He grinned at the flood of people already joining despite it being early morning still. "Thanks for being here early," he said to the camera gratefully. "We're going to play Sweep again. I um," he paused to laugh nervously. "I'm hoping I don't fucking do everything but ski correctly like last time bro. I didn't really love gliding into a fucking cliff constantly."

From the live chat, Clyde read, "haha good luck dude but you're attracted to those walls"

He scoffed. "HEY, I AM NOT!!" He exclaimed and then paused, smirking. "The walls are attracted to me~" The chat exploded. Clyde laughed. "Save at least some of your energy for the actual game," he joked.

His smile grew as he heard the familiar sound of someone joining the Disboard call. "Looks like someone's here."

Two more people joined the call.

"So let's get started."

***

It'd been eleven years since their first visit to South Park, and they'd grown significantly since then. It wasn't the most exciting of days for Corey Schaeffer, now almost 26 years old. They hadn't received any calls for help yet that day, but they were constantly ready to go when they did. They took in a deep breath as they looked around the police station, the place they had worked tirelessly to get a job in, and they contentedly smiled. It'd taken a lot to get to where they were; learning to be a helicopter pilot who can communicate with a team constantly was difficult, but they'd managed to do it, and they were glad they had the chance to correct the mistakes made in the past that had led to tragedy.

Their thoughts were interrupted, their gaze drifting up, as a taller male moved into the room. His medium length blond, curly hair was deeply contrasted by his vibrant, sapphire blue eyes. He had on his usual blue opal stud earrings, the gems themselves held in place by smooth black stainless steel. Rose beige toned hands moved up to brush scattered strands of hair out of his face as he found his way over to Corey, sitting himself down in the seat next to them. They smiled softly as he returned, glancing at the clock shortly after and seeing the two had less than half an hour remaining before they returned to their homes.

The two had met nearly two years ago, when both of them were fresh officers in an environment they were both new in. They quickly found a friend in each other, and since then, the two pilots talked nearly every day.

"Dammit, today was boring," Colton, the taller male, complained. His voice was cool sounding as he spoke, his tone upbeat and playful as it usually was. "It was almost like they wanted nothing to happen."

"We're in the police department, I'm pretty sure we want nothing to happen," Corey replied. "You know, because people die."

"Right, right," Colton nodded. "I forgot that part."

"Now how in the hell-"

"Don't criticize me!" He exclaimed, laughing. Corey grinned widely at him before their eyes returned to scan their environment. "What you plannin' on doing when you get home?"

Corey shrugged. "A new episode of South Park came out today so I'm gonna watch that."

Colton snorted. "You have an addiction."

They scoffed. "Hey! I have a reason!"

"Mhm- And what's that?" He questioned.

They shrugged. "Been watching the show since I was a kid."

"Well- that is a good reason," Colton agreed.

"They've helped me through a lot," Corey said with a smile.