Post by loverobot on Jul 31, 2005 17:11:13 GMT -4
This is the South Park fic that Mimi typed up. I did the first part and she picked up and did the rest. NOTE: This is part of it, not all!
*One hot, summer evening in Tremorton...*
Kayla: Brad, I'm gonna be moving now....I want you to remember me, and if I find a new love, please be happy for me.
Brad: I will....were are you going?
Kayla: South Park, Colorado.
Brad: Oh...
Kayla: I'll be writing you when I have the chance to...
*The moving van is ready, so I climb in the cab, and head out west, off into the sunset*
Dad: Don't worry, eventually, you'll find someone better.
Kayla: I hope so....
*We're driving and driving, I can't even count how many hours... I'm about to fall asleep...*
Kayla: Are we there yet? This takes ages... I wanna lie down in my bed...
Dad: Don't worry, Kayla. We're there in about 3 hours....
Kayla: *sighs* This isn't really cheering me up, dad....
Mom: Oh Kayla! Look at these mountains! Don't you like them?
Kayla: I'm still waiting for them to grow...
Mom: Huh...?
*silence*
*after a while Kayla falls asleep*
*almost 3 hours later, the van stops and Kayla wakes up, rubbing her eyes, looking into bright sunlight and a city, snow lying everywhere*
Kayla: Jesus Christ! This is coooold! I want my Jacket!
Mom: Sorry. We packed them, honey!
Kayla: This fu**ing sucks!
*Kayla goes outside and picks up some snow*
Kayla: So I really moved.... This is weird... I just hope I'm gonna find some friends here...
*icy wind whips her face*
Kayla: WTF!? Dammit!
Mom: Come on, Kayla! Let's check out our new home!
Kayla: Whatever... I just wanna check out my bed....
*Kayla goes inside and looks around*
Kayla: It's even cold in here....
Dad: Just wait until I get the fire place to work!
Kayla: Everything's made out of wood...
Mom: Not everything.
Kayla: What's not made out of wood?
*silence*
Mom: Uhhh.... Our car dear!
Kayla: I'm goin' to bed...
*Kayla goes upstairs*
Dad: Soooo....uh.... Let's get busy!!!
Mom: *sigh* You're so naughty...
*After a few hours, Kayla wakes up, with a stuffed nose and a headache*
Kayla: Hmph.... This is sooo cold! I thought dad wanted to get the fire place to work.
*Kayla goes downstairs, hearing noises*
Kayla: Oh! Sounds like mom and dad are working on it....
*from inside the living room*
Mom: Yes honey! Uh! Put that log right in....
Dad: Yeah! Whoo! This works great!
Mom: Oh so hot! I love it!
*outside the living room*
Kayla: I better go outside and check out the city.....
*Kayla walks around the city and looks at some stores*
Kayla: Don't they even have an Arcade or something?
Boy behind her: Nah... We don't....
Kayla: *turns around in surprise* Who said that?
Boy: Me!
Kayla: Who are you?
Boy: Uhhh... The question is more like.... Who are YOU?
Kayla: I'm Kayla... I just moved here...
Boy: Uh-huh.... Well... My name's Stan.
Kayla: Good to know....
*silence*
Stan: Sooo... I'm meeting my friends. Wanna come?
Kayla: Sure!
*they walk towards a big field*
Kayla: What's this...?
Stan: Nothin' special. We just like to meet here.
Kayla: Um... Is ANYTHING special around here?
Stan: Not really....
Kayla: Not really?
Stan: Well. If you mean the people living here, they're quite special.
Kayla: Huh? Don't get it.
Stan: You'll get it.
*Stan looks into another direction*
*4 boys appear*
Stan: So.... Kayla. Meet my friends, Cartman, Kenny and Kyle!
4th boy: Wh...what about me, Stan? Serious! You guys always forget me....
Stan: Oh yeah... And Butters!
Kayla: Hi...
All 4 boys: Hi.
Cartman: Who the heck are you?
Kayla: Um.... Kayla! I just moved here.
Cartman: Oh! So you're completely nuts?
Kayla: Hey!
Cartman: Uhhh...I mean new!
Kayla: That's right. Came all the way from Tremorton.
Cartman: Where's that?
Kayla: No clue!
Cartman: Okay! So, Kayla! If you want to hang out with us, you gotta be careful?
Kayla: Why's that?
Cartman: Don't wanna catch any jewish germs!
Kayla: Huh?
Kyle: Shut your fu**ing face, Cartman!
Cartman: I better! Don't want my scratchy throat to become worse.
Kyle: Why you....? Fatass!!!
Kayla: *looks at Kyle*
Kyle: *looks at Kayla*
*both blush*
Stan: What's this about?
Kayla: Uh... Nothing... I'm just kinda shy...
Kyle: Uhhhh.... Me too...
Kenny: Lks mlk Kls mern mkp! (looks like Kyle's wearing makeup!)
Kyle: I'm not!
Butters: I thought we came to play soccer, guys....
Stan: Yeah, right! Wanna join us, Kayla?
Kayla: No thanks. I better watch.
Kyle: Me too.
Cartman: See? Now you're getting it, just like me!
Kyle: Stop it, Cartman!
*Kenny, Cartman, Stan and Butters, leave to play soccer*
Kyle: So... Your name's Kayla...?
Kayla: Yeah. And your name's Kyle?
Kyle: That's it.
Kayla: Sooo....you're jewish...?
Kyle: Yup.
Kayla: That's cool. I'm baptist.
Kyle: Oh! Really? Well... Like you see, my friends always make fun of me. The worst is Cartman, who always does it.
Kayla: Why?
Kyle: I don't know.
*silence*
Kayla: So... Why did you blush?
Kyle: Don't know... Why did you?
Kayla: Um.... Don't know....
Kyle: I've never met a girl like you... You're different!
Kayla: *smiles* You, too...
Kyle: Had any friends where you came from?
Kayla: Ohhhh yes! I even had a boyfriend. But I broke up with him, because I had to leave....
Kyle: That's good to hear.
Kayla: Good to hear?
Kyle: Bad! I mean bad!!!
Kayla: *giggles* You're funny. Why are you wearing this hat?
Kyle: Cos it's cold.
Kayla: Hahah...sure...
Kyle: Why are you wearing a tanktop?
Kayla: Cos my jacket's packet.....
Kyle: *takes his jacket off and gives it to Kayla* Don't want you to get a cold. I mean, I wanna see you later, ya know?
Kayla: *blushes bad* Uh...um...sure...thanks bunches....
*silence*
Kyle: Uhhh... I better play soccer with the others then.... Uh... See ya....
*he runs off*
Kayla: Jesus Christ. He's cuuuute!
Girl behind her: Yeah, he is! But I think Kenny's cuter!
Kayla: *turns in surprise again* Halleluja!!! Do you guys always sneak up behind my back? Who are you?
Girl: The name's Mimi. Sorry, but if I appear in front of you, that would be even worse, wouldn't it?
Kayla: Huh? Why's that?
Mimi: Because it just would.
Kayla: ...
Mimi: So, what's your name?
Kayla: I'm Kayla.
Mimi: So I heard.
Kayla: Then why do you ask?
Mimi: Cos it's fun.
Kayla: ...
Mimi: So where do you come from?
Kayla: Tremorton...
Mimi: So I heard, too.
Kayla: ... Is this a joke?
Mimi: I guess...
Kayla: Hmmm... Do you know a few nice places around here?
Mimi: No.
*silence*
Kayla: Wanna go somewhere?
Mimi: Nah. Wanna look at that cute little bootie over there....
Kayla: Um... Guess that's good, too... *stares*
Stan: Over here, Butters! Over here!
Butters: *kicks and misses ball* Uh...*kicks and misses ball*
Kenny: *kicks ball over to Stan* Woohoo!
Butters: *accidently kicks Kenny's head* Whoops!
Kenny: Ooof! *falls* *shakes* Th gms cld scr! Nt sucr! (The game's called soccer! Not sucker!)
Mimi: See? That's why he's special!
Kayla: Don't understand a word he's sayin'...
Mimi: I do!
Kayla: How do you understand?
Mimi: I just do! Gotta listen carefully!
Kayla: Uh-huh..... Sooo... Um... You seem to love pink....
Mimi: I sure do! It's my favourite colour.
Kayla: My favourite colour is red.
Mimi: Mine too!
Kayla: You just said your favourite colour is pink!
Mimi: It is!
Kayla: ... Huh?
Mimi: They're both!
Kayla: Heheh... Okay.... Um... What can you tell me about Kyle?
Mimi: He's jewish.
Kayla: I know that....
Mimi: So?
Kayla: What else can you tell me about him?
Mimi: Uhhhh...*thinks* uuuuum....*thinks more* Don't know... Ask him....
Kayla: What the f**k? You don't know anything?
Mimi: Nu-uh... But I'm sure he does! He's himself after all...
Kayla: ... Yeah....
Cartman: *farts*
*One hot, summer evening in Tremorton...*
Kayla: Brad, I'm gonna be moving now....I want you to remember me, and if I find a new love, please be happy for me.
Brad: I will....were are you going?
Kayla: South Park, Colorado.
Brad: Oh...
Kayla: I'll be writing you when I have the chance to...
*The moving van is ready, so I climb in the cab, and head out west, off into the sunset*
Dad: Don't worry, eventually, you'll find someone better.
Kayla: I hope so....
*We're driving and driving, I can't even count how many hours... I'm about to fall asleep...*
Kayla: Are we there yet? This takes ages... I wanna lie down in my bed...
Dad: Don't worry, Kayla. We're there in about 3 hours....
Kayla: *sighs* This isn't really cheering me up, dad....
Mom: Oh Kayla! Look at these mountains! Don't you like them?
Kayla: I'm still waiting for them to grow...
Mom: Huh...?
*silence*
*after a while Kayla falls asleep*
*almost 3 hours later, the van stops and Kayla wakes up, rubbing her eyes, looking into bright sunlight and a city, snow lying everywhere*
Kayla: Jesus Christ! This is coooold! I want my Jacket!
Mom: Sorry. We packed them, honey!
Kayla: This fu**ing sucks!
*Kayla goes outside and picks up some snow*
Kayla: So I really moved.... This is weird... I just hope I'm gonna find some friends here...
*icy wind whips her face*
Kayla: WTF!? Dammit!
Mom: Come on, Kayla! Let's check out our new home!
Kayla: Whatever... I just wanna check out my bed....
*Kayla goes inside and looks around*
Kayla: It's even cold in here....
Dad: Just wait until I get the fire place to work!
Kayla: Everything's made out of wood...
Mom: Not everything.
Kayla: What's not made out of wood?
*silence*
Mom: Uhhh.... Our car dear!
Kayla: I'm goin' to bed...
*Kayla goes upstairs*
Dad: Soooo....uh.... Let's get busy!!!
Mom: *sigh* You're so naughty...
*After a few hours, Kayla wakes up, with a stuffed nose and a headache*
Kayla: Hmph.... This is sooo cold! I thought dad wanted to get the fire place to work.
*Kayla goes downstairs, hearing noises*
Kayla: Oh! Sounds like mom and dad are working on it....
*from inside the living room*
Mom: Yes honey! Uh! Put that log right in....
Dad: Yeah! Whoo! This works great!
Mom: Oh so hot! I love it!
*outside the living room*
Kayla: I better go outside and check out the city.....
*Kayla walks around the city and looks at some stores*
Kayla: Don't they even have an Arcade or something?
Boy behind her: Nah... We don't....
Kayla: *turns around in surprise* Who said that?
Boy: Me!
Kayla: Who are you?
Boy: Uhhh... The question is more like.... Who are YOU?
Kayla: I'm Kayla... I just moved here...
Boy: Uh-huh.... Well... My name's Stan.
Kayla: Good to know....
*silence*
Stan: Sooo... I'm meeting my friends. Wanna come?
Kayla: Sure!
*they walk towards a big field*
Kayla: What's this...?
Stan: Nothin' special. We just like to meet here.
Kayla: Um... Is ANYTHING special around here?
Stan: Not really....
Kayla: Not really?
Stan: Well. If you mean the people living here, they're quite special.
Kayla: Huh? Don't get it.
Stan: You'll get it.
*Stan looks into another direction*
*4 boys appear*
Stan: So.... Kayla. Meet my friends, Cartman, Kenny and Kyle!
4th boy: Wh...what about me, Stan? Serious! You guys always forget me....
Stan: Oh yeah... And Butters!
Kayla: Hi...
All 4 boys: Hi.
Cartman: Who the heck are you?
Kayla: Um.... Kayla! I just moved here.
Cartman: Oh! So you're completely nuts?
Kayla: Hey!
Cartman: Uhhh...I mean new!
Kayla: That's right. Came all the way from Tremorton.
Cartman: Where's that?
Kayla: No clue!
Cartman: Okay! So, Kayla! If you want to hang out with us, you gotta be careful?
Kayla: Why's that?
Cartman: Don't wanna catch any jewish germs!
Kayla: Huh?
Kyle: Shut your fu**ing face, Cartman!
Cartman: I better! Don't want my scratchy throat to become worse.
Kyle: Why you....? Fatass!!!
Kayla: *looks at Kyle*
Kyle: *looks at Kayla*
*both blush*
Stan: What's this about?
Kayla: Uh... Nothing... I'm just kinda shy...
Kyle: Uhhhh.... Me too...
Kenny: Lks mlk Kls mern mkp! (looks like Kyle's wearing makeup!)
Kyle: I'm not!
Butters: I thought we came to play soccer, guys....
Stan: Yeah, right! Wanna join us, Kayla?
Kayla: No thanks. I better watch.
Kyle: Me too.
Cartman: See? Now you're getting it, just like me!
Kyle: Stop it, Cartman!
*Kenny, Cartman, Stan and Butters, leave to play soccer*
Kyle: So... Your name's Kayla...?
Kayla: Yeah. And your name's Kyle?
Kyle: That's it.
Kayla: Sooo....you're jewish...?
Kyle: Yup.
Kayla: That's cool. I'm baptist.
Kyle: Oh! Really? Well... Like you see, my friends always make fun of me. The worst is Cartman, who always does it.
Kayla: Why?
Kyle: I don't know.
*silence*
Kayla: So... Why did you blush?
Kyle: Don't know... Why did you?
Kayla: Um.... Don't know....
Kyle: I've never met a girl like you... You're different!
Kayla: *smiles* You, too...
Kyle: Had any friends where you came from?
Kayla: Ohhhh yes! I even had a boyfriend. But I broke up with him, because I had to leave....
Kyle: That's good to hear.
Kayla: Good to hear?
Kyle: Bad! I mean bad!!!
Kayla: *giggles* You're funny. Why are you wearing this hat?
Kyle: Cos it's cold.
Kayla: Hahah...sure...
Kyle: Why are you wearing a tanktop?
Kayla: Cos my jacket's packet.....
Kyle: *takes his jacket off and gives it to Kayla* Don't want you to get a cold. I mean, I wanna see you later, ya know?
Kayla: *blushes bad* Uh...um...sure...thanks bunches....
*silence*
Kyle: Uhhh... I better play soccer with the others then.... Uh... See ya....
*he runs off*
Kayla: Jesus Christ. He's cuuuute!
Girl behind her: Yeah, he is! But I think Kenny's cuter!
Kayla: *turns in surprise again* Halleluja!!! Do you guys always sneak up behind my back? Who are you?
Girl: The name's Mimi. Sorry, but if I appear in front of you, that would be even worse, wouldn't it?
Kayla: Huh? Why's that?
Mimi: Because it just would.
Kayla: ...
Mimi: So, what's your name?
Kayla: I'm Kayla.
Mimi: So I heard.
Kayla: Then why do you ask?
Mimi: Cos it's fun.
Kayla: ...
Mimi: So where do you come from?
Kayla: Tremorton...
Mimi: So I heard, too.
Kayla: ... Is this a joke?
Mimi: I guess...
Kayla: Hmmm... Do you know a few nice places around here?
Mimi: No.
*silence*
Kayla: Wanna go somewhere?
Mimi: Nah. Wanna look at that cute little bootie over there....
Kayla: Um... Guess that's good, too... *stares*
Stan: Over here, Butters! Over here!
Butters: *kicks and misses ball* Uh...*kicks and misses ball*
Kenny: *kicks ball over to Stan* Woohoo!
Butters: *accidently kicks Kenny's head* Whoops!
Kenny: Ooof! *falls* *shakes* Th gms cld scr! Nt sucr! (The game's called soccer! Not sucker!)
Mimi: See? That's why he's special!
Kayla: Don't understand a word he's sayin'...
Mimi: I do!
Kayla: How do you understand?
Mimi: I just do! Gotta listen carefully!
Kayla: Uh-huh..... Sooo... Um... You seem to love pink....
Mimi: I sure do! It's my favourite colour.
Kayla: My favourite colour is red.
Mimi: Mine too!
Kayla: You just said your favourite colour is pink!
Mimi: It is!
Kayla: ... Huh?
Mimi: They're both!
Kayla: Heheh... Okay.... Um... What can you tell me about Kyle?
Mimi: He's jewish.
Kayla: I know that....
Mimi: So?
Kayla: What else can you tell me about him?
Mimi: Uhhhh...*thinks* uuuuum....*thinks more* Don't know... Ask him....
Kayla: What the f**k? You don't know anything?
Mimi: Nu-uh... But I'm sure he does! He's himself after all...
Kayla: ... Yeah....
Cartman: *farts*