Chapter 13:Michael

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[Back at Troubled Acres, night. The greenhouse is lit. Inside, Michael is in a chair asleep, tied down to it by thick ropes.]

Michael: What? Where are you tay- No! NO!! [jerks around and wakes up, assessing his situation] What the hell?? ...Oh my God. [he realizes where he is and tries to shake himself loose from the ropes] Get me out of here! Let me go!

Gardener: Shhhhh. [Michael sees him] It's best you don't upset them. [goes to water another plant]

Michael: What the hell are you doing to people?!

Gardener: Not me. I just work for them. They're not evil, you know? They're just misunderstood. All I do is help the Emos get into their human hosts. They promised me when they take over Earth I can have a cabin on the lake, and all the steak I can eat.

Michael: Wait a minute. Emos are plants? [the plants begin to rattle in their pots.]

Gardener:  Shhh, shhh, it's okay. Not just any plants. They're very unique. Very special. Nobody undertands them. Emoclarus americanus. Wonderful species.[] Except for their tendencies of self-mutilation and the need for other species to acknowledge their pain.

Michael:  Oh, it all makes sense now! [A giant emoclarus rattles into view]

Gardener: Oh! I'm sorry. Sorry, Emo King. [holds a conversation with it] Oh no, I wasn't talking to him. I mean, I was, but- Y-yes! Yes, I understand. [walks back to a smaller plant] Right away.[takes the potted plant and walks over to Michael]

Michael: No. [the gardener sets the plant down next to him] What are you doing?! I don't wanna be emo!

Gardener: [walks away, then turns around] You just don't understand. You'll understand them soon.

Michael: What the...? [the plant begins to rattle]

Gardener: It's quicker if you don't fight it.

Michael: No, NOOOOOOOOO! [begins to rattle with the plant]

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