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The Day of Wendy's FightCategory: Everywhere I Go- South Park Fanfiction
Saturday, 9 August 2008
07:06:30 PM (GMT)
Everywhere I Go Chapter One The Day of Wendy's Fight ~ "It's going to be alright."
"WENDY! WENDY, OPEN UP!" I stared at the door. Who would be banging at my door at four in the morning? "Who is it?!" I called back. "It's Kyle! Open up!" "It's open." Kyle opened the door immediately, running in and locking it. "What's the matter?" I asked. "R-Rebecca," he panted. I stared at him in confusion. "Which one? The bitch with the red hair, or the Rebecca Cotswolds bitch?" He nodded worriedly. "Second one. She was banging on Stan's door at three in the morning, Wendy!" "Well, why my house?" I asked. Kyle stared at me. "Cartman's house, Kenny's house." "You hate Cartman, Kenny's....Yeah. Okay." I nodded in understanding. Kyle sat next to me on the couch. "Wendy, I'm scared." He sighed. "What's the worst that could happen?" I rolled my eyes. "It's just Rebecca." "No, frankly, you don't understand." He closed his eyes. "You don't know." "Tell me. I have all day," I said, getting up. "Want a drink?" "Nah." I walked to the kitchen. "I got all day," I repeated. He followed me. "She threatened to kill me yesterday over the phone. 'If I can't have you, no one can!'" "Do you really think she can lay a finger on you?" I asked, pouring milk into a cup. "Yes! she's probably capable of anything!" I placed the cup on the table. "Really?" Kyle nodded. I grabbed a knife and faced him. "You sure?" His eyes widened. "Why do you have an evil glint in your eye?" he squeaked. I stabbed the table. "I don't think she'll touch you with me around," I hissed. "B-but-!" "Do you dare speak?" I gestured towards the knife in the table. He shook his head. "Eh, whatever. Go ahead." I shrugged, and tried to take the knife out. "She'll kill you, too!" I gave up on the knife. My parents wouldn't care, anyways. "Remind me to beat your ass once this is over." "What?" His face fell. "Why?" "Just for the fuck of it. So what did she mean, 'no one else can'?" "She thinks Bebe and I are going out." I scowled. "Thinks?! WHAT?! YOU TWO HAVEN'T HIT IT OFF YET?!" I yelled. "No!" "WHY THE HELL NOT?!" I relaxed. "Oh, right. You're girl-shy." "No." He scowled. "Even if I did get with Bebe, it would put her in more danger." I took a sip of the milk. "So, what? You need protection or something?" "Yes, please." He winced. I shrugged. "Okay," I agreed. Kyle looked at me with wide eyes. "Really?" The phone rang. "Wait," I ordered Kyle, and ran to get it. "Hello?" "Wendy!" Stan's shaking voice cried. "Stan? Stan, what's wrong?" I asked, glancing over at Kyle with a worried look. He stared back with the same look. "Wendy, what the hell was that Rebecca dude doing at my house? Is Kyle there?!" "Is she still there?!" I squeezed the phone. "No, she left after thirty minutes. But, dude, I'm scared!" "Stan, get over here RIGHT NOW," I commanded Stan. "You aren't safe. Call Kenny and Bebe, too!" Ten minutes later, Kenny, Bebe, and Stan arrived at my house. "Hey!" Kenny passed me and sat on the couch. "Miss Huge Frickin' Hooters, what's going on?" "Don't call me that," I said, annoyed. Cartman and Kenny loved calling me that. Stan and Bebe sat on the couch, too. "Well." Kyle was suddenly beside me. Bebe blushed and looked away. "Rebecca's back." "Well, she's been here all along." Stan shrugged. "Not the red-haired girl!" Kyle sighed. "Oh." Knock, knock. I approached the door and pulled it open. "No one's there." I shrugged. "Oh, wait." I bent down and picked up an envelope. "There's something. No return address." I ripped the envelope open as the others stared in expectation. "Dear Wendy," I read, my eyes widening in shock. "I know you have Kyle. I know you have Stan, Bebe, and Kenny. But I have Ike." "WHAT?!" Kyle yelled. "Meet me at the abandoned warehouse. Signed, Rebecca." I looked up at the others. "Abandoned warehouse?" Kenny leaned back and sighed. "Well, that's extremely convenient." Kenny, Kyle, Bebe, and Stan all sat on empty boxes in the empty warehouse, while I stood up, ready to face Rebecca. In a split-second, she was only twenty feet away from me, entering from the back entrance of the warehouse. "Well, well, w-well." Her stuttering voice echoed throughout the building. "You came." "Bitch!" I yelled. "What the hell do you want?!" "Kyle." She bit her lip and tapped her fingers together. "We're not handing him over." I smirked and pushed the sleeves of my jacket up. "At least, not without a fight." "Y-you wanna fight?" she threatened, taking a step forward. "Bring it on, bitch." I stepped towards her, too. "I've had experience." Disclaimer: The only thing I own here is my imagination.

‹Mad♥Hatter♥Love› says:   9 August 2008   935798  
I love it!!!!!
AnnaLovesYoh says:   9 August 2008   699794  
Thanks! :D
I'm writing up chapter two right now.
StrawberrySHOCK says:   10 August 2008   425815  
xD Omigod, This is awesome <33
I like Wendy's spaz attack when she heard Kyle and Bebe weren't going
out yet x3
Ahaha, GO WENDY! :33

[My hair is still like Rebecca's! T___T]
AnnaLovesYoh says :   10 August 2008   957196  
I liked the spaz, too. >:3


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