South Park Redemption, chapter 2
"What is up with you today, Stan?" Wendy asked him.
"Nothing. Life sucks. I lost a game... on Gamesphere," he replied moodily.
"Hell yeah it does. Remember Bebe? Well, that bitch was really pissing the sh-- outta me. I hate her guts. So I came here, hoping that my boyfriend would make me feel better," she said. "But I guess you're in no better mood than me. Let's go party, maybe that will make me feel better."
Wendy and Stan walked inside Mansgil and found Stan's friends, Cartman, Kyle, and Token. They all said 'hi' and walked away, except Token, he just nodded. Stan walked with them, leaving Wendy behind. She just thought 'screw it' and walked away. She found people who had joints, picked one up, and started smoking it. She breathed it deep in, then exhaled in a gothic manner. Everything around her became dizzy, and blurry, and black abyss-like. She tried to get up, but fell back down and hit her head on something.
Darkness. Emoness.
*Bebe's POV now*
Bebe was walking home from school with all of her people. They were all talking about sports and cheerleading and final exams, but Bebe was thinking about all the shit she put Julie through. She didn't want her friends to know that she was friends with her best friend? It all didn't make sense.
When Bebe got home, she went upstairs and did her homework, then took a long walk. She walked past all the designer shops that she loved, but she didn't feel like shopping. (SHOCKER!) She went to Starbucks and got a vanilla latte, then she went to a park and sat on a bench. She thought about her life, her "friends" and her boyfriend, Butters.
Butters was captain of the football team at Wendy and Bebe's school. He was short and blonde, with a stuttering problem. The punks called him gay boy and he was as dumb as a post. He bought Bebe barbies and clothes, for barbies and all of the things that girls love most... like barbies.
*Butters*
So, Butters started walking home. When he opened the door, his dad was standing there, furious. 'Oh shit' thought Butters.
"Leapold Butter Stotch, Where the HELL have you been? Your mother and I have been freaking out, there's sh-- everywhere!!" his father screamed. He ran up to him and smacked him across the face, leaving it all red.
"You bitch, you whore! We are so ashamed of you! You're so ugly and fat, we hate you!" he yelled while kicking him. "You think your sh-- don't stink!?" Butters cried and screamed for his mommy. She was in the other room, covering her ears and eyes. Butters noticed that she was crying.
"Now go to your room, you fag! Never come down!" his father yelled.
...Mascara ran down his face...yes. It did. Then he wet himself.
"I hate d-d-d-dad! He b-b-b-beats me! Why do you let him do that to me? MY LIFE IS H-H-H-HORRIBLE!" Butters yelled.
"HE BEATS ME TOO! IF I HELP YOU, WE WILL SURELY DIE!" Butters' mom yelled. "Leapold, pack your bags. We are OUTTA here!"
"O-o-o-okay!"
*Bebe*
Bebe is planning to run away. She hates her life, for no reason.
Bebe ran to her room and packed all of her most prized possessions. Her picture of Butters, her picture of her prep friends, and her picture of Wendy, along with her clothes and makeup and toothbrush.
Bebe ran off to the hospital to be treated from cutting. The nurse brought her to a room and she laid down. She stayed awake even though it was 2:30 in the morning. She looked in the hall and saw a girl on a stretcher. Her hair was black with green streaks. She was tall and pale, and her head was bleeding. She wasn't breathing.
It was Butters in drag.
...But seriously, she was Wendy, duh.
"Nothing. Life sucks. I lost a game... on Gamesphere," he replied moodily.
"Hell yeah it does. Remember Bebe? Well, that bitch was really pissing the sh-- outta me. I hate her guts. So I came here, hoping that my boyfriend would make me feel better," she said. "But I guess you're in no better mood than me. Let's go party, maybe that will make me feel better."
Wendy and Stan walked inside Mansgil and found Stan's friends, Cartman, Kyle, and Token. They all said 'hi' and walked away, except Token, he just nodded. Stan walked with them, leaving Wendy behind. She just thought 'screw it' and walked away. She found people who had joints, picked one up, and started smoking it. She breathed it deep in, then exhaled in a gothic manner. Everything around her became dizzy, and blurry, and black abyss-like. She tried to get up, but fell back down and hit her head on something.
Darkness. Emoness.
*Bebe's POV now*
Bebe was walking home from school with all of her people. They were all talking about sports and cheerleading and final exams, but Bebe was thinking about all the shit she put Julie through. She didn't want her friends to know that she was friends with her best friend? It all didn't make sense.
When Bebe got home, she went upstairs and did her homework, then took a long walk. She walked past all the designer shops that she loved, but she didn't feel like shopping. (SHOCKER!) She went to Starbucks and got a vanilla latte, then she went to a park and sat on a bench. She thought about her life, her "friends" and her boyfriend, Butters.
Butters was captain of the football team at Wendy and Bebe's school. He was short and blonde, with a stuttering problem. The punks called him gay boy and he was as dumb as a post. He bought Bebe barbies and clothes, for barbies and all of the things that girls love most... like barbies.
*Butters*
So, Butters started walking home. When he opened the door, his dad was standing there, furious. 'Oh shit' thought Butters.
"Leapold Butter Stotch, Where the HELL have you been? Your mother and I have been freaking out, there's sh-- everywhere!!" his father screamed. He ran up to him and smacked him across the face, leaving it all red.
"You bitch, you whore! We are so ashamed of you! You're so ugly and fat, we hate you!" he yelled while kicking him. "You think your sh-- don't stink!?" Butters cried and screamed for his mommy. She was in the other room, covering her ears and eyes. Butters noticed that she was crying.
"Now go to your room, you fag! Never come down!" his father yelled.
...Mascara ran down his face...yes. It did. Then he wet himself.
"I hate d-d-d-dad! He b-b-b-beats me! Why do you let him do that to me? MY LIFE IS H-H-H-HORRIBLE!" Butters yelled.
"HE BEATS ME TOO! IF I HELP YOU, WE WILL SURELY DIE!" Butters' mom yelled. "Leapold, pack your bags. We are OUTTA here!"
"O-o-o-okay!"
*Bebe*
Bebe is planning to run away. She hates her life, for no reason.
Bebe ran to her room and packed all of her most prized possessions. Her picture of Butters, her picture of her prep friends, and her picture of Wendy, along with her clothes and makeup and toothbrush.
Bebe ran off to the hospital to be treated from cutting. The nurse brought her to a room and she laid down. She stayed awake even though it was 2:30 in the morning. She looked in the hall and saw a girl on a stretcher. Her hair was black with green streaks. She was tall and pale, and her head was bleeding. She wasn't breathing.
It was Butters in drag.
...But seriously, she was Wendy, duh.
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