The Black Mamba || South Park || Mafia AU

CHAPTER 19

Stan and Kyle watched, dumbfounded by all the beautiful gold and white lights that passed them by in the window. Kenny added a big square ice cube to his cup.
"Stop staring. You're embarrassing me." Kenny said as he poured his scotch. "Somebody's never been in a limo before." Eric taunted. "Shut up." Kyle snapped. Eric gave a hearty chuckle.
"Yeah, it doesn't mean you're better than us." Stan added. "Doesn't it?" Eric asked. Kenny elbowed him on the side. He chuckled once more.
"We're here." The driver said through the small window behind him. Kenny looked out the window, and was amazed as well. There were cameras everywhere, and even a railed in red carpet.
"Wow. Scott must really care for his customers if we're at the right place." "Yep. This is it." Eric said. The limousine slowly followed after another in front.
Kenny watched the limo before them. A tall slender and top-heavy man emerged from the car, and looked around. Kenny could tell he was a star. He was wearing a red mask in the form of a demon. His long coat flowed along as he turned. He put his hand in the door, and pulled out another man with it.
He was in a red tuxedo, with a blonde ponytail, and a black mask with a halo. He also had a pair of small fluffy black wings on his back. They were matching. The shorter man turned, amazed by all the flash photography, and Kenny saw him. It was Phillip. Phillip and Damien.
The two locked elbows and walked the red carpet. Kenny smiled. The limo in front of them drove off, leaving them next.
"Alright. Just act cool. We're not the stars anyway." Eric said. He adjusted his rings and cuffs as took a swig of his cigar. The first one out was Kyle.
When he walked out, he turned to wait for Stan. "Go!" "I'm not doing this alone. You know I don't like people." Stan growled. He got out and grabbed Kyle's hand. "They're gonna think we came together." "I don't care. Just keep walking." Kyle said. The two walked the red carpet.
Kyle was wearing a fox mask, and an elegant suit. Stan was wearing a hound mask, with a black blazer with golden marble patterns. As soon as the two walked through the tall double doors, Kenny emerged from the limousine. Kenny adjusted his mask and set his glass back down in the car. He adjusted his buttons and continued.
Kenny was wearing a ram mask, with a ruffled dress shirt and dress black bell bottoms. His black oxfords were just shined. Once he walked into the building, Eric continued. Eric was wearing a raccoon mask, and a long, almost black, brown trench coat.
Eric walked through the doorway and was met with the rest. "Why are you all huddled over here? Why aren't you partying?" Eric asked. "We're waiting." Kenny said. "For what?" Eric asked. Another limousine pulled up in front of the red carpet.
"They're not here yet. That's most likely them." Kyle said. "Who?" Eric asked.
The door opened, and Victor walked out. His swallowtail suit was a beautiful navy blue with a golden tie. He was wearing a black lion mask with a golden mane. The four ducked behind the doors once he walked in. They continued to watch.
Tolkien opened the door and crawled out. He looked around, then dipped his fedora, chin high. He was wearing a black snake mask curled around his eyes with a golden tongue. His suit was black with a dark purple undershirt. His tie was gold. The four ducked once more and watched as he walked past them. The Black Mamba.
The next ones out were Craig and Tweek. Just like Phillip and Damien, the two walked with their elbows intertwined. Craig wore a cougar mask with a dark grayish blue suit. Tweek wore a deer mask with golden antlers. His suit was black with a dark green undershirt and golden tie.
The four watched as the last one came out of the car. Clyde came out in a black tailcoat with red undertones. He was wearing a badger mask.
"Wow. They look fancy." Kyle said. "So do we." Eric exclaimed. As the limo drove off, Kenny couldn't help but stay. "Wait! There's one more!" Kenny shouted. The three came back to watch.
A tall slender man in an elegant black tailcoat emerged from the car and walked along with his cane. "Is that.." "Michael?" Kenny finished Eric's sentence.
Michael was wearing a wolf skull as his mask. He walked through the door and joined Phillip and Damien's table. They continued to watch. Next was Henrietta.
She was wearing a long black gown with red stones scattered along the bottom. Her black veil was pointed backwards, showing her crow skull mask.
Next was Pete. Pete walked the red carpet in nothing but a white ruffled dress shirt, suspenders, and dress pants. His mask was a cat skull.
The last one was Firkle. He walked out in a bat skull mask, with a black blazer and pants. His undershirt was red.
"Honestly never thought I'd see them again, yet here we are." Eric said. "Yeah. Kinda forgot about them." Kyle added. "Let's go find our table." Eric said. "Follow me." The three followed behind Eric and sat down at a round table with a long and flowing white tablecloth. The four of them couldn't stop looking around, admiring the beautiful ballroom and golden-carved ceiling.
Suddenly a spotlight shown on stage in front of all the tables, and the rest went black. A man emerged from the big navy blue curtains and adjusted his microphone. He was wearing a black swallowtail coat with a red undershirt and golden tie. He had a black tiger mask with golden stripes, and a black top hat with a golden ribbon.
"Welcome, everyone, to the 50th anniversary of Thomas Arms. I want to congratulate all of you for being my bestselling customers to date. I am so glad that all of you were able to attend, and I hope you have a lot of fun tonight. I'm your host, Scott Tenorman, and this is the 50th anniversary of Thomas Arms!"
The crowd cheered and clapped. "I will send caterers out shortly, but till then, get to know each other!" Scott let go of the microphone and walked backstage. The blue curtains pulled back and revealed a jazz band.
The lights came back on, and the band began playing.