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This fic takes place immediately after the Season 15 South Park premiere.
The day arrived in a flurry of ecstasy for Eric Cartman, who'd eagerly awaited Kyle's release from the hospital for some time. Despite the fact the he was still injured from being struck by lightning, he climbed the stairs to his sort-of friend's room with renewed strength, for tucked into his coat, safe from the view of Kyle's parents, was his brand new iPad. His mother, so obviously distressed by her son's injury, bought him the thing as a get well present, and the best part about that was that said iPad was better than everyone else's.
He intended to rub it in
You're Nothing Special
This is mostly an introspective character study piece. One day, I asked myself why Craig would get involved in another one of Cartman's schemes if he hated going along with them so much. Either Crack Baby Basketball was JUST THAT COOL, or something happened to mellow Craig out a little bit.
Yes, this fic is just as full of crack as "Crack Baby Athletic Association." I almost didn't finish it after I looked at the outline and wondered what the hell I was on. Still, I love character studies, so I went ahead and finished it. It did take a lot of re-writing, but I'm pretty happy with the end result.
There are some similarities to "You're Gettin
South Park Ficlet Collection I
Most of these fics are no longer than a page. They feature a number of different characters, so there's probably something here for everyone. I write these as I think of them, so you can think of them as sketches of sorts. Enjoy!
It hurt in a way Cartman couldn't comprehend. And for that moment in time; that brief, insignificant blip that wouldn't even register on the radars of the universe; he understood. He and Kyle knew each other more than they'd ever really been able to grasp, and their antagonism fueled them, brought life to them both. Even if they couldn't stand each other right now, Cartman had a brief glimpse of the future as h
End - A South Park Poem
Who are you to carry on when the world looks like it does all around me under and over me all I see is
Ends. Where was my
Breaking point? Somewhere along the line I missed tripping on the border between positive and negative, and now I can't find it so I can't go back, but you
Carry on skirting that line because it doesn't look like shit to you so you see it.
Does it glow for you?
I didn't notice.
But there are vague outlines that look like you and I know you see me
Give me space, Kyle. I know you will.
Sometimes I wonder if I need you then THEY come. They used to be called tears but now they're just shitty
Like you and the res
A Bunch of Teenaged Emo FagsSummary: A South Park fanfic. The boys come across a fanfiction website and discover a show named after their town?! One-shot, genfic.
"So, what is fanfiction anyway?" Stan asked, standing on his toes to watch over Kyle's shoulder as he brought the website up.
"Basically it's where fans of a show--or book or movie or whatever--write stories and stuff about the show and post them for other people to read on the Internet."
"Pffft. That's stupid," Cartman muttered from the floor, where he and Tweek were playing a desultory card game. "Why'd anybody want to w
Karen's Guardian Angel's GiftKaren McCormick was back at home in her South Park home after her guardian angel, better known as the superhero Mysterion, had saved her and the rest of the foster kids by giving the foster parents a beer, causing them to get arrested after hurting each other somehow.
"I'm so glad that home! Greenly was a horrible nightmare!" Karen said.
"(It's okay now, Karen.)" said Kenny from behind his parka.
"I can't believe I have a guardian angel now. He is so mysterious." Karen said with a huge smile.
"(He is, isn't he?)" Kenny said with a cheerful tone.
"Mhm. I'm gonna go to bed now, Kenny." smiled Karen. "Night."
Kenny waved goodnight to Karen
BailoutThis work of fan fiction contains characters, ideas, situations, and places found in the Hasbro Studios series "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic". No infringement of copyright is implied by this work of satire and parody, and this work is meant as a celebration of the people involved in the creation, development, and production of the series.
Written by The Descendant
Ponyville City Hall Fixture
Sweet Apple Acres Farm and Marina
Dear Mayor Mare,
It was wit' no small amount of disappointment that we received yer' newest letter o' sympathy, madam mayor. While yer' elocution wa
JoyceHaving kicked the man in the balls and relieved him of his belongings, Joyce wasn't quite sure what to do next. She could run, but he might come after her the next minute. If she tied him up here, in the middle of nowhere, he might be eaten by wolves; or starve to death. Besides, she didn't have any rope. She could kill him... perhaps. The thought left a bitter taste in her mouth.
'What am I to do with you?' she sighed.
'Well,' he groaned while giving her a look that sent shivers down her spine, 'You can run, but that won't help you, cause I will find you! So you just wait another few minutes until I get back up again - and I mean úp- and t
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