𝘾𝙐𝙏𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙀𝙍; south park ☆

𝘾𝙐𝙏𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙀𝙍; protecter pip

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"DUDE! AND THERES LIKE
zombies and shit!"

Bradley Biggle informed his friends, brimmy and dog poo. who all gasped upon hearing what had just came out of their friends mouth.

"no way!"

"way."
Bradley giggled, holding the phone up to his ear being mindful of his superhero attire.

"Bradley get off the fucking phone were trying to fight zombies over here!"
Toolshed yelled, his hands punching a zombie to the ground casually while his head glared towards the blonde.

then a sound of a camera clicking caused his head to turn towards super Craig.

"super Craig! you too asshole!"

"for my blog— chill out."
super Craig spoke, rolling his eyes as he snapped other picture of him and a zombie.

"AHHH! IT'S GONNA GET ME!!!"
Clyde yelled, instantly running over to where Tolkien was—who was currently trying to fix something on his suit.

"GET TOLKIEN NOT ME!"

Clyde screeched, hiding behind the man who glared at him before looking back at the zombies coming towards him.

"racist much?"

"not cool Clyde. right after black history mouth too."

"can you guys please hurry up and kill these zombies? We have to search for [Y/N]!"
Mysterion scolded as he knocked some zombies down, his punches getting more snd more intense as he worried over [Y/N]'s safety.

after most of the zombies were knocked down, they made their way unknowingly towards Damien domain.

★彡

"PHEW! WELL THAT WAS A
close one right [Y/N]?"
Pip let out a little sigh and smiled tiredly at the person huddled beside him who only gave a prettified expression and a thumbs up.

Pip continued to smile and just as his mouth opened a voice interrupted again.

"look! there's foot prints!"

"Clyde you dumbass that's obviously from the zombies! [Y/N] would never walk out into the woods alone without shoes!"

both teens looked out the bush again to be met with odd superheroes, all looking unfamiliar to [Y/N] except Mysterion.

their eyes widen in awe as they watched Mysterion searched around the surrounding woods, before his purple eyes landed on the bush—the exact bush [Y/N] and Pip were hiding in.

the pair watch as Kenny squinted his eyes before turning away.

"their not here."

another sigh left the couple and [Y/N] relaxed their tense muscles, unintentionally leaning on Pip's shoulder.

Pip froze that the unexpected contact and looked down at the [H/C]—haired teen confused.

"is their something wrong?"

with a shake of their head, [Y/N] spoke, "well, there's a bunch of zombies going around and I don't want to end up their next snack."

Pip smiled down at them, "oh! you don't have to worry about that! I'll protect you yes I will!"

[Y/N] couldn't help but smile at his positive attitude, though they wondered if Pip ever even laid a finger on someone.

"thanks Pip. I appreciate it."

Pip continued to smile and laid his head down on top of [Y/N]'s, listening as the random superhero's passed on by.

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