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Time went by quick. A little quicker than usual. The afternoon had already began, and Stan and Kyle were now walking down the streets of South Park. The sky was grey. Too grey. Grey, perhaps because of what occured yesterday. Grey, perhaps because something utterly horrible is being foreshadowed from it.
All they knew is that they had nothing to do for the day, and they wanted to revenge their friend.
"Kyle?" "Yeah?" "You remember where his dad lives, right?" "... Yeah, yeah. It should be on the same street that our parents live on" "Great"
"..."
"What's our plan again?"
"Whaddya mean?"
"Stan, we need a plan before we knock up on his door-"
A sudden shout from behind them, yet incoherent, got their attention. "Fellas!" ... Butters? What was he doing here? "Woah, woah, woah! Weren't you supposed to be with Kenny?" "Yeah, I was, but I'm warning you not to go!" "Why not?" "Kenny beat you to it... I think my dad's broken atleast one bone" "HOLY SHIT!" "Yeah... He's not in the greatest mood. All evidence has been taken care of so even if my dad tries to press charges Kenny'll be fine"