Goth Kids 4:Emo Revival~A South Park/Goth Kids Fanfic

Chapter 16-Getting There

The "master of insults" turned out to be the ghost of William Shakespeare. I can't complain though. He has been doing an excellent job fighting. With Poe and Shakespeare on the team, we have enough men to where we can sneak to the Emo torture chamber. Stan is against me fighting, but I'm only 5 1/2 months along, so I can still move around for the most part.

Stan and I scope the left side, while Kyle and Firkle do the right. Kenny's distracting the guards. I guess anything to keep that stupid princess phase away from us is fine by me. "All clear." Kyle says into the walkie talkie. "10/4." I respond. With that, we rush to the front and pull out our weapons. Firkle somehow manages to bust down the door, he does wear steel toed boots after all. We all gasp at the sight. There are posters of emo bands galore! (A/N: This might offend some people, I'm even a bit offended and I'm writing this. XD However, South Park was made to be offensive, so plz don't hate meh! :3) Firkle shivers and Kyle rushes to his aid. "What's wrong dude?" Firkle points to a nearby poster. "F-F-Fall Out Boy." "Hey! I love Fall Out Boy!" I chime in, Stan quickly covering my mouth. I guess I am not entitled to my own opinions in this facility. We are snapped out of our trance by a loud "Help!" Henrietta is tied up in the middle of the room. Kyle steps gradually onto the tiles, careful not to set any traps off. As soon as he reaches Henrietta, a role sinks down, and there's a loud "Boom." Stan peaks out the door. "Oh my God, they killed Kenny!" "You bastards!" Kyle sighs, pulling out a blade. By now the guards are alert, so I run to the busted door and slam it shut, barricading it with boxes of posters. Kyle gets Henrietta untied and we run through the tiles, setting off traps here and there. Stan stays in front of me, protecting me but mostly my stomach. Firkle kicks down the back door and we began to run. "We should've got a car!" Kyle screams, the guards slowly catching up. Out of nowhere, a car pulls up. Inside is..wait a minute. "Trey Parker and Matt Stone?!" I gasp. They nod and motion for us to get in. We load in the car and Trey speeds away. Kyle breaks the silence. "How the hell did you guys end up in this fanfiction?" Matt smiles. "Can't we have a little spotlight too?" Trey drives us to a worn looking building, and motions for us to get out. "W-What is this?" Stan asks, gripping my hand. "I've seen worse." Henrietta chimes in, shivering at the thought of the chamber. "Fall Out Boy." (A/N: It hurt to write this sentence XD) "HEY! I FUCKING LOVE FALL OUT BOY!" I scream. Stan once again covers my mouth, and I finally give in. So much for right to free speech. Matt flips on a light and reveals Pete, Butters, Edgar Allan Poe, and William Shakespeare. "Henrietta! Firkle!" Pete sighs in relief. I can tell he's still trying to act tough and emotionless. They walk over and sit down in chairs beside of him. Stan and I take a seat, and we notice two spots open. "Hey uh, who's the other two?" Stan asks. "Well there's this one." Trey says, pulling Kenny out of nowhere. He says something most likely perverted and sits beside Stan. "And the other?" I ask. Trey and Matt smile wide, and in moments, I can't believe my eyes...