South Park - (PG-13) - "Chef's Advice"
On hiatus due to personal issues. Sorry. When it starts back up again, I'll post to Slash Park.
Title: Chef's Advice
Fandom: South Park
Pairing:
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Crashing satellites, rampant stupidity, and possible monster infestations. Kyle had really hoped this stuff would go away when he got to college.
Notes: Rating may change as I write more. This fic will actually be two fics that go together in the same continuity. I'm doing my best to keep the tone close to the show, but no promises. I will tell you right now that no one is dying at the end and this will not be twenty chapters of one guy angsting over another. If you'd prefer something like that, there's plenty at fanfiction.net.
First Arc: October 19
Kenny’s fingers pinch the cigarette as he draws a long breath. He turns his head away. “You’re not going to be seventeen for much longer.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah. That one.”
“I already did.”
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Part 3
Second Arc: The Time and the Place
Spread across two adjacent pages are a number of diagrams: a dark, squat figure with a pointed head and one round eye; an overhead view of a small classroom with one entrance, an oblong table with chairs in the middle, a desk in the forward corner by a blackboard, and a line of half-desks against the back wall; a thin hand with impossibly small nailless fingertips and knobby knuckles straining against the wrinkled skin; a close-up on the creature’s eye, perfectly circular and alight with multiple shines across its reflective surface; a line of names that reads “Lexus Token Cartman Me Wendy Bebe”...
Part 1
Part 2
Title: Chef's Advice
Fandom: South Park
Pairing:
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Crashing satellites, rampant stupidity, and possible monster infestations. Kyle had really hoped this stuff would go away when he got to college.
Notes: Rating may change as I write more. This fic will actually be two fics that go together in the same continuity. I'm doing my best to keep the tone close to the show, but no promises. I will tell you right now that no one is dying at the end and this will not be twenty chapters of one guy angsting over another. If you'd prefer something like that, there's plenty at fanfiction.net.
First Arc: October 19
Kenny’s fingers pinch the cigarette as he draws a long breath. He turns his head away. “You’re not going to be seventeen for much longer.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah. That one.”
“I already did.”
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Second Arc: The Time and the Place
Spread across two adjacent pages are a number of diagrams: a dark, squat figure with a pointed head and one round eye; an overhead view of a small classroom with one entrance, an oblong table with chairs in the middle, a desk in the forward corner by a blackboard, and a line of half-desks against the back wall; a thin hand with impossibly small nailless fingertips and knobby knuckles straining against the wrinkled skin; a close-up on the creature’s eye, perfectly circular and alight with multiple shines across its reflective surface; a line of names that reads “Lexus Token Cartman Me Wendy Bebe”...
Part 1
Part 2