Meet and Greet

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CHAPTER 15

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Stan watched as Kyle wrote something down, he was focused on the table. The alien wasn't looking in his eyes but if he could guess, Kyle was -probably -not even blinking.

When the ginger finished, he had a malicious grin, kinda of like a mad scientist who just came up with his newest invention.

"HERE IT IS!!"

"Here's what?" Stan asked "and can you stop screaming.." he finished, talking more to himself then to Kyle.

Kyle proceeded to ignore the last part:

"YOU SEE-Um, hm.. I mean..." He became aware of how insane he sounded mid sentence "You see, I took your speech and made a few... adjustments. Take a look!"

The shapeshifter took the piece of paper and looked at it, it took a few seconds for his brain-translator to adapt to the human scriptures. He read the text out loud:

"Hi, my name is Stan, and I'm a 26 year old from planet ______. And I'm am speaking to you today to ask you to let me live, I am, just like you, a rational creature with hopes and dreams. I am aware that you might get into trouble for helping me, but I request you consider it. Thank you for your time."

Stan furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Kyle.

"That's way too fancy. It sounds like you generated it with some software."

"Like chatGPT?"

"The fuck is a "gpt""

"...Nevermind. What do you suggest then?"

"We could try and do something more casual."

He threw away the piece of paper Kyle had written and sat on top of Kyle's desk.

"Now write as I say it:"

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Tweek was hiding behind a meteorite, he hadn't expected for someone to be outside the ship.

He was there to find Stan, not some random guy!

The blonde was staring at the guy while fighting his ticks to stay quiet, wich seemed to be making the ticks a hundred times worse.

"AHHHH"

He quickly covered his mouth when he realized what he had done, the guy looked at his direction, he had clearly heard it.

Tweek hid behind the rock again, holding his knees against his chest as he was violently shaking with fear for what was to come.

He barely paid attention to the actual guy, who was looking at him with a perplexed expression:

"What the fuck..."

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Kenny laid down on his bed, he was worried for tweek, but his wasn't a new feeling. Kenny experienced some kind of distress every time the crew went out without him, problem wich seemed to get worse ever since Stan went missing.

He sighed and looked at the his bracelet, remembering the reason for such worry.

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"Kenny! Kenny! Look what I made for you!"

Kenny looked at the young girl with dark blonde hair, who he had become quite fond of in the past months.

"What is it Karen?"

"It's a friendship bracelet! I made it for you!"

"A...Bracelet?"

"Yeah! You make them for the people you like! You put them around your wrist, to represent we're friends!"

Kenny looked at the bracelet and smiled.

"Well, but you don't have one."

"That's not a problem! I can borrow you some stuff for you to make one too!"

Karen took Kenny by his arm and dragged him away, to somewhere far away.

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