All in Danger: A South Park Fanfic

chapter five: Crazy car ride

Token hadn’t come out of his room since the funeral. His friends were starting to worry. They were all at Kyle’s house in his bedroom, all except Token of course. 

    “F-first B-bebe, then Clyde now W-wendy...who’s next?” Tweek frantically asked while pulling his hair, a panic attack was not far behind. Craig pulled Tweek onto his lap and rocked him back and forth.  

    “Ya know….we haven’t seen Cartman in days….and Token seems to think he’s behind this!” Kyle stated, Stan and Kenny nodded their heads in agreement. 

    “Gee whiz...why would he do that?” Butters asked in an innocent tone. He didn’t want to believe it could be somebody he knew. Butters liked to see the best in people and give them all an equal chance.  

    “Because he’s crazy!” Craig yelled while he flipped Butters off. Craig was angry, frustrated and tired. He hadn’t been getting much sleep, he and Tweek had been staying at each other's houses.  

    “Well hey now! That’s not very nice!” Butters pouted while crossing his arms. Kenny laughed at Butters cute pout. Kyle sighed and laid down on his bed, his head rested in Stan’s lap. 

    “All I know is that somebody is killing us off one by one...and we need to get to the bottom of it if we don’t want to be next.” Kyle said, he was getting impatient, the police weren't any closer in solving this, any one of them could be next.  

    “I say, since we clearly can’t stay at Token’s house, we should go our separate ways but still buddy up! I’ll stay with Kyle, Tweek and Craig will go to Craigs place, and Butters will go to Kenny’s” Stan suggested. Everyone nodded in agreement, when in doubt, buddy it out. 

Soon it was 11pm and the guys left Kyle’s one by one except for Stan who stayed and cuddled next to his red haired boyfriend. 

    “Kyle...I’m gonna protect you.” Stan muttered under his breath. Kyle smiled and hugged him. He felt safe with his boyfriend by his side.

    “I know….I’m just worried about Token.” Kyle said mid yawn while stretching and getting comfy in Stans arms. 
   
    “I know, I am too. Goodnight babe.” Stan said half asleep. He closed his eyes and he snuggled under the blankets, holding Kyle as close to him as he could. 

    “Goodnight Stan.” Kyle said as he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off into a nightmare fueled slumber. 

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Kenny and Butters were on their way to Kenny’s run down home. The two 17 year olds were on high alert for anything suspicious. It was snowing, and the wind was starting to pick up. Kenny was focused on the road. So focused in fact that he didn’t see the blue corolla crashed into a lamp post. 
   
“Kenny! That’s Token’s car!!” Butter yelled as he pointed. Kenny pulled over behind the totalled car. He put the car into park and left the keys in the ignition so Butters could stay warm. 

    “Stay here buttercup!” Kenny demanded as he got out. The snow was up to his shins, and it was clear that it wouldn’t stop snowing anytime soon.

    “It could be a trap!” Butters cried out, but Kenny was already outside and couldn’t hear anything but the howling wind. He turned on the flashlight on his phone and slowly approached the vehicle. He grabbed the handle of the door and yanked it open. 

There inside, was a lifeless Token. He had a bottle of booze in one hand and his cellphone in the other. Kenny took a kleenex out of his pocket and picked up the cell phone. He was in the middle of calling someone when he died. It read 9-1. That must have been all he had time to type. Kenny turned off the flashlight app and called the police. As he was heading back to his truck to stay with Butters something hit him over the head and dragged him into a different car. Butters could barely see through the thick snow but he saw his beloved boyfriend being carried off. He didn’t know what to do, so he sat there and cried. He cried and cried until the police came. Once again, he was interrogated.