Post by Rootbeersama on Jun 24, 2007 18:48:22 GMT -5
Chapter Seven:
The Final Day
The Final Day
As he took one look up from the ladder he had been on, he noticed a barrel cascading towards him. Without a second's delay, he hoisted himself in the air and did a series of flips over his foe and landed neatly on the other side. However, when he looked up from his landing- it was too late. Another barrel was meer inches away from his nose. He closed his eyes tightly and prepared for death, wondering what it would be like. It neared- would his parents would died when he was just a boy be there? Closer- what about his dog who was killed because he was a dork. He took his last breath of life and smiled. "Good bye cruel world. Tomarrow will be a better day...." Beeweeeweeen- buweenbuduuuuun.
"See! That's why you have to stay on the ladder Zak." Shiori pointed out to her friend who was cursing her luck at the 'Donkey Kong' game. "... And stop narrating everything that happens."
"Mrrph." Kenny added.
"I wonder why they haven't posted the scheduals today...." Kiichigo pondered. Even though she was near the group, her mind seemed far away from the backseat gaming problem that was going on in the electronics room. "Could it be that they've given us the day off?"
Mishiga shook her head as she continued drawing sketches of Kyle absent mindedly. "Nope. They even give us a schedual that says 'Free Time' on it when we do get the day off."
"Mrph hmmmmph mhphhhmrrph!!" Kenny snickered causing Shiori to bust up laughing as everyone else stared at the two blankly.
"What did he say?" Kiichigo asked the translator, who shook her head trying to supress her laughs.
"Oh Kenny just said that-" BAM!!! BOOOOOM!!! BAM!!!
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?!" Mishiga freaked out, finally looking up from her Kyle drawing. Almost in sync with her friend;s question, Zak ran right for the window and leapt out it.
"SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSQUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATCH-- the hell are you?!" Hearing the girl's confusion, the group clambered to the window to find Zak staring up at a serious looking man in a black buissiness suit. As if suddenly noticing the girl who had just run into him, the man closed his cell phone in one smooth move and scoweled at her. However, the girl took no mind to this.
"Are you Will Smith? No, no, wait. I know this one! You're Santa Claus at his Summer Geico job- NO. I TOTALLY GOT THIS ONE. You're that one replacement that had to call for the Adventures of Frosty and Chuck Noris and the--"
"BUISSINESS." The buissiness man interrupted and whacked Zakuro with his buissiness case sending her six feet away in the snow. He then burst off from the ground and flew away into the SunSet with rockets from his feet. Zakuro leapt up from her position in the snow and pointed at him angrily.
"I KNEW IT! IT'S THE ANTI-CHRIST!!! I'M CALLING THE JESUS POLICE ON YOU!!!" The girl turned to Shiori quickily, "HURRY SHIORI! CALL 1-800-THELORD!!!" Shiori looked up from picking up the phone in the cabin.
"Wait. How do you spell that?" Mishiga grumbled and took the phone away from Shiori.
"You people... I swear--" Mishiga was interruped by a slightly sad intercom announcement.
"Attention all EXTREME campers, get your asses over to Cafe' Teria for a meeting." This caused Kiichigo to shake her head in confusion.
"Since when was there an intercom system?"
"Oh. There always was one. They just fixed it yesturday from Zak sticking Cheetos in it though.
As soon as the kids entered the Cafe they could easily tell something was up. The counslers seemed troubled- and the lights were in their chliche 'dark' setting. Once he was sure all the children were seated Mr. Tipper started off the meeting with some very gloomy words.
"You're all going to die. We have placed EXTREME poison in the ventalation system and it is very likely that none of you shall survive-"
"TIPPPER!!!"
"Oh. Wait. Those lines are bogus, huh. Yeah...." He shuffled through his note cards as the audience relaxed. "Ah, here we go. So all you little dudes are going to have to go home today." This reaction was much worse than the last.
"WHAT!?!" Shiori burst, leaping out of her seat.
"GAH!!!" Tweek exclaimed spazzing- not like he wouldn't have done that anyway. Miss Whelk shoot her head, causing her plushie octopus-ness tentacles to swirl about.
"I'm sorry dearies, yes... It's just that the person in charge of the camp has decided to sell it, yes."
"What? Why would he sell it?" Stan inquired.
"Because it sucks." Crocodile responded nonchalantly, and everyone sort of nod-shrugged.
"Yeah."
"That's sort of true."
"No doubt."
"I see dead people."
"But still!" Stan shook his head, "It's not right." By the look of defeat on the consler's faces the group could tell that they felt the same way. Even so, Sir Crocodile gave a weak smile.
"Such a lack of class." Miss Morpheus looked at the children and gave them their "last mission".
"Agents, you have until 3 o' clock to get you stuff ready. Your transportation will be waiting for you."
Stan looked aside from shoving the last of his things in his backpack.
"You know, in the begining of the year I would have given anything to hear those words... But now...."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. It just doesn't seem right...." Kyle added, sitting on his bunk.
"Mrppphmph."
"Aw. You guys are so gay!" Cartman exclaimed. "This place sucked! Their meatloaf bounced."
"Didn't stop you from eating 6 servings of it, fat ass." Kyle slyly added causing the two to break into another miniwar. Stan shook his head.
"If only there were something that we could do-- wait." The boy's eyes opened wide as he thought of an idea and he yanked Klye out of Cartman's clutches- which ticked both of the two off. Before either could yell at him, however, Stan looked at Kyle, handed him a marker and said one thing.
"La Resistance lives on."
Attention Everyone Who's Interested-
An underground meeting will be called to save Camp Totally0wnage at 3 o' clock in Cabin 3. This is our camp too, and we're going to have a say in if it's being sold or not- Viva la Resistance!!
Kyle's Mom is a bitch.
She is NOT! Shut up fatass!!
You shut up joo!
.... God damn it. There's no more black marker to cross that out....
"I say we go." Shiori swirled from the flyer on the wall and shoved her suitcase aside spilling it's very limited contents onto the floor. "I don't know about you guys, but this camp has meant a lot to me!!" To which Kiichigo agreed.
"Yeah! I didn't pay money to stay for a week and then fly back to California!!!"
"... They paid us, we didn't pa---." Mishiga pointed out- but was immedietly shut up by a nearbye consler who threw a bunch of bouncy balls in her mouth and took off. Kiichigo looked over the boucy balls and plucked one out of the girl's mouth.
" Hey, this one says that you get five free tokens at Chuck-E-Cheese!!" The girl spat the balls out of her mouth machine-gun-style, and then made a face.
"Whoop-de-doo. Five Free tokens. Like that's going to be enough to play---" She looked up angrily at a guy in a Chuck-E-Cheese suit who had thrown a whole bunch more bouncy balls in her mouth. "Grumble,"
"I don't see why I have to be here...." Cartman whined angrily, "It's not like I care about this camp or anything."
"Like we said before," Stan shrugged him off, "You can leave fatass."
"There's no one stopping you." Kyle added.
"Goddamnit." Cartman muttered angrily. Before anyone could continue the conversation there was a knock on the door and Stan approached to answer.
"Mrpphmrphmhph!!!" Kenny exclaimed, and Kyle agreed.
"Yeah, it could be someone who's against the idea! Don't open it Stan!!"
KNOCK KNOCK!!
"Well than what do you want me to do!?"
"I, uh...."
KNOCKKNOCK!!!
"Mrph, mrph?"
"No, we didn't give a password..."
KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Maybe you should ask who it is?" Stan nodded to Kyle's advice and walked over to the door, heart pounding he began to ask who it was- but was interrupted by the shattering of the front door. Looking up Stan found himself looking into the sparkling eyes of Wendy who was holding Zak like one would with a Rattering Ram.
"Sorry, Stan... You wouldn't open the door, though." Seeing this, Stan made a funny face- to which Kyle and Kenny lept back from. The others paid no attention however, and were quickily spewed upon.
"I'M COVERED IN LUNCH AND STOMACH ACID!" Zak squealed as Wendy dropped the girl in surprise.
"Uh..." How about we give this a second try..." Kyle said hesitantly, seeing the broken door and the barfed on people. Everyone murmured their agreement.
After everyone had taken about five showers, Stan's barf is like plasma, they group went to the fixed Cabin 3 and took their seats. Stan took his place by a notepad in the back of the cabin and after the voices calmed down, he, Kyle, Kenny and Cartman started their speech.
"So we're all aware of the situation at hand- the Camp which we have spent these last painful days at is being threatened to be bought over." Cartman started off, and then Kyle continued.
"We, La Resistance, are asking for your help to protect this camp we are all so fond, or not so fond of. Will you join us?"
"Mrph Mrphimrph!!"
"Think about it, this camp is as much ours as it is the Founder's. We traveled through the dank temple in the mountain, got chased by Cookie Parasites, Fought off an evil virus, waged the fork/spork war- and even escaped from the clutches of the counsler's messed up son!!! Who's ready to go save this camp, your camp?" The room errupted in a giant cheer- until Mishiga brought up a good point.
"So what are we going to do?"
"I'm sorry?"
"How are we going to prevent the camp from being sold? We don't even know who is buying the camp- much less where they ar--" Mishiga once again found her mouth filled with bouncy balls, however, Kyle looked over at Stan with an inquisitive look on his face.
"She's right Stan. We have no idea who we're dealing with..."
"That is the beauty of the whole ordeal!" A very snobbish voice exclaimed, and out of the group popped a very energetic looking Gregory. "You just have to have the spirit to do something in order to-"
"WE FOUND HIM!!!!" An FBI agent screamed into his microphone after breaking open the door.
"Ho SHIT!" Gegory exclaimed and dashed to the window- but before he could escape, the agent shot him 6 times and then landed a tranquilizer up his butt. After collecting his prize, the agent looked to the kids, thinking they deserved an explination.
"We've been after him for months for being an over-arragant prick and an overall faggy character." With that, the helicopters and agents took off.
"OOOOO-Kay...." Waffles said, speaking for all in the room. "Where were we?"
"It doesn't matter, we'll find the people who are buying this land- even if we have to sneak files from the counslers. You see, I learned some-" Seeing the looks on Shiori and Zak's faces, Stan shut up. "Uh, Nevermind. But we shouldn't just give up! Now, let's get those buissness files!"
"THEPLACEINGOINGTOBETAKENOVERBYSOMEMEDIATIONCAMPTHAT'SSETTINGUPINTHATFORTOVERTHER." Zak hyperventalated, pointing off into the distance.
"What?"
"The Camp is gonna be bought by these dudes who run a Mediation Camp or something. They're getting started from that really hella evil looking place over there." Stan shook his head angrily.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU MENTION ANY OF THIS EARLIER!?!?!"
"Because you weren't threatening us with work!!" The girl added in more suttle tones, " I hate woooorrrk. It's pretty easy to get into- we just have to go through the sewer!"
"But it'll be all sticky..." Butters fidgeted about uncomfortably.
"Aw, suck it up Butters." Stan opened the door, "La Resistance."
God has smiled upon you this day.
The fate of a nation in your hands.
And blessed be the children who
fight with all our bravery
'til only the righteous stand.
[/i]The fate of a nation in your hands.
And blessed be the children who
fight with all our bravery
'til only the righteous stand.
"So we're seriously going to have to walk through that- wait a sec. Weren't we just in Cabin 3 a few minutes ago?"
"So?"
"How'd we get to the Sewer so fast?"
"It's called a 'time Skip'."
"Oh. You mean the author was being lazy?"
"You know what- shut up Kyle."