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

Found Someone

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Third Person POV

“What the hell, Tweak?” Marsh barked. 

“You’re welcome,” Tweak groaned. 

“For what?” Marsh shot back.

“I was able to learn a few things,” Tweak muttered. “And, how to meet up after lights out.”

Marsh was taken aback. The others started to listen in. 

“Meeting after lights out?” McCormick sneered. “I’m in.”

“Yeah, turns out, the lab coats have this ‘abstract’ schedule to fool the experiments,” Tweak answered, enthusiastically. “Tonight, we have to wait ten minutes.”

“How are you so sure?” Broflovski questioned.

“And if not, we got some killers,” Tweak sneered. 

“They have control over us,” Marsh shot.

“Stotch and Broflovski are the other killers,” Tweak groaned. 

“Right,” Marsh sighed.

The rest of mealtime was spent figuring out the plan. After lights out, wait for the count of 900 seconds. Tweak will use the key to get out and dash down the hall. A flashlight will be hidden in the broken corner. Afterwards, he’ll grab the other four. Meeting in Tweak and Tucker’s cell, they would go over all the information recovered by Tweak. 

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Marsh’s POV

“Do you really think this is a good idea?” I spat. 

“Marsh, do you want to be trapped here for the rest of your short, miserable life?” Broflovski shot back. 

I scoffed, “I don’t want to risk my life for some crazy dream!”

“So you would rather continue to be poked and stabbed than risk it all for freedom?”

I had to take a deep breath. 

“You would rather stay in confinement than fight? Are you really that scared to even think about it? Even make an attempt? Do you seriously want to continue to be abused and treated like your life is replaceable? That your life is just a test for a bunch of psychos?” 

Anger depleted. A different emotion took over. A dark, heavy feeling. One that made me realize that Broflovski is telling the truth. A truth I don’t want to submit to. A truth that will forever haunt me if I don’t go along with this. 

“Are you still scared, or are you ready to fight for what’s right?” Broflovski questioned. 

A fire burned my eyes. Water was building up. My chest felt like I just got pounded. It hurt. It was heavy. Something was choking me. Like deep in my throat there is a clog. A clog of emotion. Emotions overflowed and fell out of my eyes. Darkness hung over my head. My ears and tail are heavy. 

“What will be your choice, Marsh?” Broflovski questioned, walking towards me. 

His emerald-green eyes locked mine. 

“Didn’t know you felt anything but anger,” Broflovski smirked. 

“I-I’ll fight,” I muttered, wrapping my arms around the small human. 

“That’s a good boy,” Broflovski smiled, petting my ears. 

A sensation I will never forget. It felt…nice. Calming. His fingers brushed against my ears. A sensitive spot. Where attention was long overdue. I never want this feeling to end. All I could do was lean into his touch, tightening my grasp.