Expiramental Love (Style, Bunny, & Creek, South Park)

Coming Together

With McCormick and Stotch
Stotch’s POV

I couldn’t get what Tweak said earlier out of my head. Something about it felt hopeful. Felt like we could maybe do this. Or, we’re going to die trying. There has to be a way out. There just has to be. 

“What’cha thinking about?” Kenny whispered into my ear. His arms snaking around my waist. 

“I-I,” I muttered. “I just can’t get what Tweak said about this place out of my head.”

“Hm~” Kenny hummed, leaning into my neck. “What about it can you not get out?”

“He was explaining how this is all a test,” I explained. “Every test, you get graded on. It shows what you do and don’t know. Meaning no matter how impossible the test may seem, there is always a way to pass. It sounds almost…hopeful.”

“Almost,” Kenny repeated, cuddling closer. “But almost isn’t enough.”

“I know, but it’s still hope,” I defended. 

“It is.”

The door opened. A scientist walked in.

“Exp-0294 and roommate are needed,” the scientist declared.

“Fuck this,” Kenny muttered, gripping tightly onto my hand. 

The scientist clipped a leach onto Kenny’s collar. They dragged the two of us through the halls. Dark halls. Dim lights. Spiders and rats crawled along the halls. So many doors. So many secrets. We were lead into a strange, padded room. Stains of dark colors were everywhere. Chains and tools. 

“Sit,” the doctor ordered. 

Kenny and I sat on the mattress. Kenny was chained. I was not. The doctor gripped onto my neck, earning a small growl from Kenny. 

“I see you have been claimed, Tamer 0294-38,” the doctor sneered. “One test for today.” 

I was handed Kenny’s leash. It was old and worn out. A dark brown with a few stains. Kenny was unchained. He didn’t move. Just stared at me. The doctor grabbed a needle full of a bright pink liquid. It was jabbed into my neck. Something in me felt…strange. Like a new emotion took over. No, I know this. Love? No, but did start with a ‘L’. Luck? No. L- L- Lust. 

McCormick’s POV

‘Shit. The lust drug.’ I watched as Leo went loopy for a second. The next, his eyes were full of the emotion. I didn’t like something about this. Was it because I just watched a psycho drug him? Or, was it because I knew the emotion wasn’t real? The test is to see how I would react to my roommate wanting to fuck. Of course, there were other reasons to this test. But the main one, this time, is to see if I’ve officially been tamed without a known side effect. 

“What’s wrong, Kitty?” Leo sneered, tugging on my leash. 

I let out a small whimper. I didn’t like this. I don’t like this. It’s all fake! It’s all fake!

“The fuck did you do to him?” I snarled, backing up a bit. 

“Why, I wanted to see if you really were tamed,” Dr. Higgs sinisterly smiled. 

“Let him go!” I snapped.

“Why?” Dr. Higgs sneered. “You never care about your roommates.”

True. I’m careless. I don’t care for others. They were merely toys. A free meal. A tasty meal. But Stotch is different. I just…couldn’t treat him how I treated them.