Isekai'd As Chloe Will End

Isekai'd as Chloe will end

Hello to all my readers!

I probably noticed that I put special attention these days on Isekai'd as Chloe, ignoring my other fanfics.

It's why I want to finally end this goddamn fic!

I can't take it anymore, I'm sick of it, I'm tired of it.

I'm still in disbelief at how people like it so much!

And my other fanfictions get ignored.

I write all in the same way, I wished my other fanfic had half of the attention that Isekai'd as Chloe gets!

Please support my other stories too, I beg you. That would make me so happy.

Anyway, I will concentrate in finish Isekai'd as Chloe so I can move on with my life.

Just wanted to give you a heads-up.

The end is near.

Have a nice day/night.

Maiden of the Moon

What if Kokushibo had a pupil, whom he taught the original Moon Breathing before he deserted the Demon Slayer Corps?

Mochizuki Yua was born only for these reasons: To become a Hashira and make her family a respected one in the Demon Slayer Corps.

But if you only live for the expectations of others, who are YOU truly?

What will it take to find yourself?

A long, hard journey awaits.

What is it with me and starting now stories if I already have a bunch I need to finish?

But I have fallen into Demon Slayer Hell again and need to at least get out the first chapter to see if anyone would like this idea. .3.

So enjoy!

Chapter 1: Moon Family

Her house had always been more of a museum of her family’s failures, than a real home.

Broken Katanas litter the walls.

Old Demon Slayer Corps uniform laying in closets.

Haori’s passed down from parent to child.

Yua had a feeling her ancestor lived in their home.

Watching them, the new generation, with cold eyes, whispering in their ears.

Whispering bring honor to our family.

Wash our name from the sin of our forefathers.

Become a Hashira.

The Moon isn’t bad, it’s the light in the darkness of the night.

It was chilling.

Yet, she couldn’t just leave home.

All Mochizuki’s lived in this old big house, so leaving the family was out of the question.

They only had the family.

Friends were hard to have if your whole life only revolved around learning how to kill demons and your Demon Slayer comrades been fearful and mistrusting of you.

The midnight blue-haired girl stood before the door, signing quietly to herself.

Her trusty crow, Kaguya, was nuzzling her cheek, trying to lift her spirits. She gave her a pet and told her to go to rest.

Yua wasn’t a little girl anymore, she could face her family.

Stepping into the house, she had to dodge her two young cousins Hikari and Kaito, who played catch with each other.

The two were lucky.

She hadn’t had a playmate when she was their age.

For her, it had been only training, training, and training.

It was kind of sad if she thought about it.

“Yua, you are back!”, greeted the voice of her aunt and Kaito’s mother Chiyoko. Her aunt was still wearing her Demon Slayer uniform, she probably came home also a few minutes ago.

She greeted her aunt back and then asked where her grandfather, Chiyoko’s father, was.

Her aunt pointed at the Tea Room, then shrieked at Kaito and Hikari since the two rascals wanted to pick up two Katanas from the walls.

Yua made haste to her grandfather.

Makoto Mochizuki was an old man, who lost his arm in a fight with a lower moon, when he was forty and had to end his Demon Slayer carrier.

It had been a bitter pill to swallow for the proud men since he had nearly become a Hashira.

Now he laid all his hope in the new generation, especially Yua herself.

“I’m back, grandfather.”, said Yua with a low bow to him.

Like she was taught she waited till her grandfather gave her permission to raise and sit before him.

He was playing Shogi against himself, nursing a cup of tea.

Curious Yua sniffed the tea and had to correct herself. That was sake mixed with tea.

Since a few months, grandfather picked up this bad habit of spiking his tea.

“Yua, report.”, he demanded coldly to her.

Not asking if she was all right.

Not asking if she was injured.

Not asking if she needed to rest.

For Makoto only the Demon Slayer Corps mattered. Only matter if one of his family finally became a Hashira and their name could be said without shame.

The seventeen-year-old was used to it, still, sometimes she wonder how it would have been if her grandfather was like the silly old grandpas in the novels she liked to read.

She only knows from Makoto’s cold and discipline.

Hugs or dear gods kisses were a waste of time in his eyes. How her late grandma could have married this piece of cold ice was still a mystery to Yua.

But she was used to it, so she gave him her report.

He didn’t show any emotion, didn’t show if he was proud of her for killing a strong demon who had killed babies to young children.

Only asked one thing.

“Your rank?”

“Still Hinoto.”

The balding elder with a long beard took a big sip from his spiked tea and gave her his patented disappointed look.

“You have to give your all Yua.”, he told her like always. “You are the only one, besides me, in our family who can use Moon Breathing, your aunt, your uncle, and your father are failures. It’s your duty and honor to become a Hashira. All our hopes lay with you. Why can’t you level up in Rank?”

She bit her tongue not to shout at her grandfather. To throw at him words full of hate.

She hated how he thought so little of his own children, who hadn’t be able to learn Moon Breathing from him.

She hated how she was forced to be better than she already was.

She was seventeen years old and for a good four years a Demon Slayer. In her eyes, she did a good job in climbing the ranks.

One could be proud to be Hinoto at such a young age.

Yet her grandfather expected her to climb any week a new rank. He seemed sick of waiting that she became a Hashira.

He wanted it now!

How she wished she could say this all to him. He deserved a piece of her mind, yet she couldn’t.

Since young age, it was drilled into her to respect her grandfather as the head of the family.

He knew what was best for the Mochizuki.

Yua hated this so much.

She couldn’t even describe how she hated it. In a way she know it was wrong what her grandfather did, yet she couldn’t shake it off.

Talking back only made things worse.

The young girl didn’t need extra training and chores with all she already did.

So she bowed low down, till her forehead touched the Tatami Mats of the Tea Room.

“Forgive me, grandfather.”, she said monotone. “I will take a risker mission next time.”

Something like a grunt came from grandfather and she heard how he gulped down his spiked tea.

“Dismissed. Now go to train.”

“Of course, grandfather.”

Who cares that she hadn’t slept in nearly 24 hours?

Who cares that she was dirty and sweaty and needed a bath?

Who cares that she hadn’t had a proper meal in two days?

Training was always more important.

This was her whole life.

Her father, Haruto Mochizuki, found her outpowered, nearly collapsing in the Training Area of their garden.

She swung her Katana at the training dummies. Ignore with all she had the pain in her muscles.

It showed how out of it she really was, as her father took her Katana out of her hands without a problem.

Blinking she looked from her empty hands up to her father.

“Father?”

“Enough, Yua. You will only hurt yourself.”, he told her.

“But grandfather!-“

“Has fallen asleep. He will not notice you stopping your training, my moon bunny.”

At that, she practically collapsed and would have eaten dirt, if father didn’t catch her in his strong arms and picked her up.

“I hate how he forces you to do all this.”, her father grumbled, while carrying her into their house. “You shouldn’t be the only one to carry the burden of our name.”

She yawned, snuggling up to her father. In his arms, she felt always safe and protected. Her father was a good man.

“I’m the only one who can do Moon Breathing. It’s my duty to our family to make us a respectful Demon Slayer family.”, she reminded her father.

“You mean it’s a curse, moon bunny.”

Yua didn’t know how to answer that. She know her father and his siblings were on one side bitter that they couldn’t have learned Moon Breathing, but on the other hand, they never had to feel the pressure of clearing their name, becoming a Hashira.

They finally reached the bathroom, where her father put her down slowly and after making sure she wouldn’t drown, let her be to take a well-earned bath.

The midnight blue-haired girl enjoys greatly the warm water mixed with the healing herbs her younger cousin Sayoko collected in her work as Kakushi of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Speaking of Sayoko…her black-haired cousin poked her head into the bathroom.

After making eye contact Sayoko told her plainly: “You look like shit.”

“And you are still a brat.”, Yua shoots back.

“How did the demon killing go?”

“Killed the bastard. Had a preference for babies and kids.”

“Fucker.”

“Indeed.”

“Our shit grandfather still pissed you didn’t move up a Rank?”

“Yup.”

Sayoko gave her an encouraging nod and told her, Miwa, Yua’s aunt, and Sayoko’s mother would make dinner today.

Thank Tsukuyomi!

Nothing against aunt Chiyoko, but the woman was 1000 times better at killing demons than making tasty food.

With that Sayoko left her alone, so Yua could enjoy her bad some more.

She relaxed against the bathtub and like often she wonder why she was cursed, yes cursed, with the ability to use Moon Breathing.

Why couldn’t she be like her father and his siblings? Just normal Demon Slayers?

Why couldn’t she be like Sayoko, who took pride in her job as Kakushi?

Why couldn’t she be like uncle Noritaka…who just left one night and never returned.

Uncle Noritaka was the black sheep of the family. All had to pretend to hate him for grandfather’s sake, even if they all admired him, Yua was sure.

Noritaka could use Moon Breathing too…he was close to becoming a Hashira, but one day he just didn’t come home and ended his carrier at the Demon Slayer Corps.

In the letter he had left behind, he wrote that he wouldn’t give up his life for some stupid family honor and that they shouldn’t pay for the sins of their forefathers. Manly the founder of their family, who had learned Moon Breathing in the first place from the traitor Michikatsu Tsugikuni and had practically demanded that their family should still practice Moon Breathing, even if most of their comrades saw in them as potential traitors.

Yua had learned Moon Breathing from Noritaka, he had always been her favorite uncle, and him having the courage to live his life how he wanted made her love him even more.

Yet, she still wished he would be here with them.

If he had become a Hashira, then her grandfather wouldn’t probably demand so much from her.

Signing Yua decide that it was time to get out of her bath and see if dinner was ready.

She shouldn’t waste her energy on what-ifs.

This was her life and she needed to accept it.

Family dinner was nice, since grandfather had drunk himself so silly, that he was snoring up a storm in his bedroom.

So the remaining Mochizuki could catch up, laugh, talk, and gossip like they were a normal family.

For Yua, these were the best nights, also the ones that hurt the most. The vacant spot on their table belonging to grandma Junko, uncle Noritaka, cousin Taiga, and her mother Kioko were practically staring at her. Making her heart twist in turn.

No matter if someone was dead or had left them, the pain of not having them around anymore was still like a wound. A wound that slowly healed, but if you thought about it, it began to hurt again.

After dinner, Yua decide to go to bed and took Kaito and Hikari with her. Since they were the youngest it was bedtime for them. The remaining family decides to play some games together.

It was nice having Kaito and Hikari around her again.

Both were really sweet kids.

They put their futons together so that Yua was in the middle and her two cousins demanded a story.

The midnight blue-haired girl told also their favorite bedtime story.

The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter.

Princess Kaguya’s story.

Yua herself had loved the story when her late mother told her it, that’s why she named her raven after the legendary moon princess.

Kaito was sucking on his thumb, trying to stay awake, while Hikari was snuggled up on Yua’s side, halfway in dreamland.

As she ended the story both kids were out.

She chuckled quietly and closed her eyes.

Tomorrow all would begin again.

The harsh training.

No free-time.

Waiting for her next Demon Slayer job.

But this was the only life she know.

While she drifted off into sleep Yua wonder how Princess Kaguya could have left behind her life on Earth to return back to the moon. To a life, she didn’t know.

The unknown…was scary.

Or maybe Yua was just a coward.

Who knows?

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Codename Dovahkiin Part 2

Now that the Stick of Truth RPG is over it's time for N.K. to face the normal everyday life of South Park.

She should have known nothing in South Park is ever normal!

Day to day the craziness of this supposed quiet little mountain town she has to combat now.

Thank god, she has Tammy, Wendy, her boys, and her Social Media/Magical Girl Powers on her side.

This gonna be a wild ride!

Main Pairing: New Kid/Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski

Chapter 2: Don’t take away my Pizza and Pasta!

After our win against Photoshop, we had a nice, normal week. Wendy introduced us to her friends and we hung out with the fourth-grade girls.

I see a lot of potential in them.

They aren’t as infused with the patriarchy as I thought or more let’s say they reacted to my feminist speeches with interest and asked questions.

Bebe, Wendy’s best friend, and cute Heidi are especially promising.

I caught both of them looking at me in a…questioning way. Even Tammy got some of these looks.

These are looks I know from girls who told me before they were straight and then made out with me behind the school bleachers.

So my little hicktown isn’t totally straight.

But I will give these girls time.

First, get rid of the patriarchy brainwashing, then we can jump into questioning their sexuality or even gender identity

At this time Leo and I made also peace again with each other and he said sorry to me and Wendy that he was so stupid about this whole Kim Kardashian thing.

I’m glad I got my little bro back.

Nonetheless, it even didn’t take a day and he left with Stan, Cartman, Kyle, and Kenny the school to start their own Start-Up-Company, since they didn’t want to go to school anymore.

Leo even set fire to the school gymnasium, so sure was he that he wouldn’t return back here.

The boys, besides of course fatass, asked me to join them, but I like school.

I know shocking.

I mean I think Math is useless, but I like to learn new things and I’m a huge history nerd.

I have mostly fun at school.

Also, I didn’t believe that this Start-Up shit would actually work.

So while Stan’a Gang, that’s their official name I learned, chased that dream, I and the girls comforted Wendy because Stan broke up with her.

All the boys are on a fucking high horse, I swerve!

In the end, I was right since next Monday they are back in school.

How do I know that?

Because Kenny comes up walking toward me.

“Hi N.K.!”, he greets me.

“Hello, Kenneth.”, I answer over politely and close my locker. Can Tammy hurry and come from her locker? “I see you are back.”

“Erm, yeah, so how are you?”

I turn to him, crossing my arms and cocking a hip out.

“Oh, suddenly you want to know, how I am. If you haven’t ignored my messages all the time since your little Start-Up-Adventure.”

The boy in the parker has at least the sense to wince at this, rubbing his neck.

“I’m sorry.”

I just roll my eyes, as I see who is coming also.

“And there is the other one who ignored my calls, hello Kyle.”

Whatever the redhead wanted to say, he doesn’t and looks ashamed.

“Erm, I-“

“I don’t care Kyle. You both thought so high and mighty about yourself that you even couldn’t spare answering a friend’s message.”

“You are more than a friend to me.”, they both say at the same time.

Angry they look at each other.

“What the fuck, dude?!”

“No, what the fuck you dude!”

“I have known her before!”

“And yet she also has fallen for me.”

“SHE right now wants to kick both of your asses.”, I growl at them. “What I am? A toy you can decide when to play with it? A toy you can put on a shelf and forget about it totally because you have a new one? And then when the new one is broken, you play with the old again? Fuck you two! I’m no one’s toy!”

With that, I flick my hair and sash away from them.

I meet an equally angry Wendy on my way to Tammy’s locker.

“Stan?”

“Kyle and Kenny?”

We both nod in understanding for each other and continue on our way.

Really, maybe I should just hit up Bebe and/or Heidi. They at least wouldn’t pull such shit on me.

More than a "No" they can’t say.

Meh, for now, I will drap myself over Tammy and tell her my woe.

Amazons of the Southern Lands

Nichole: Did you guys hear it? Stan and his gang are throwing a big party on Saturday!

Red: Yeah and apparently Lorde will be there!

Annie: Oh my god, Lorde I love her!

Heidi: Same! It’s like she totally gets me!

Bebe: Is there a dress code? What should we wear to it?

You all are aware that the guys just want to butter up us.

Wendy: I agree with N.K. Stan and his friends just want to be in our good graces again, helping spread awareness of diabetes my ass.

Bebe: Who gives a fuck? It’s Lorde! LORDE! Oh and pizza.

Red: But Lorde is more important.

You are selling your soul for Lorde?

Tammy: Now you are a bit dramatic sis! It’s not like you and Wendy have to talk to the boys. We girls will just go as a group, to eat the pizza and hear Lorde and you can ignore these idiots.

Wendy: If you put it that way….

I do like Pizza. And Lorde is fantastic. Okay fuck it, let fucking gooooooooooooo!

Bebe: That’s the spirit. Should we pick a theme for our clothes? How about flowers?

I can’t even answer this as my parents storm into our house. Surprised I jump from the couch I was sitting on.

“Mamma, Papà where is the fire?!”

My parents don’t even look at me as they run into the kitchen. They open drawers and our fridge, throwing a lot of our food in big garbage bags.

I stare at them with my chin on the floor.

“Mamma?!”, I shout.

Finally, she hears me, while Papà still throws food away, she kneels down and hugs me tight.

“My little princess, don’t worry! Mamma and Papà will do anything that the evil gluten doesn’t get you.”

I’m more confused than before.

“Huh?”

“Kelly, I think this is all!”

“Are you sure, Chris?”

Papà joins Mamma kneeling on the floor taking carefully my face in his hands.

“Princess, do you have any snacks in your room?”

“Erm, no, not right now?”

He nods and both my parents grab the full garbage bags and are out of the house again. I look after them. I see how all our neighbors are burning food on stakes.

What the fuck is going on?

My smartphone rings. I pick it up.

“Tammy, what’s up?”

“Did your parents also storm your house and are burning the food?”

“How do you know that?”

“Mine did this!”

“Oh dear lord what is going on now?”

I get my answer a while later, after Tammy and I theorized what the adults have now for problems.

My parents sit me down and explain to me that apparently, gluten is bad. It needs to get destroyed or my dick will fly off if I eat it.

Once again I’m a girl with girl parts, so that wouldn’t happen to me, but my parents are terrified.

Whatever they expired at the community center shocked them.

Now, how in the ever-loving fuck should I live without most of the food I love, because of course things like Pizza and Pasta are full of gluten.

This sucks ass!

The next days are crazy with this whole gluten pandemic going on. No one knows what to eat anymore and I swerve I lost probably three kilos already.

Stan and his gang cancel the party, only telling us after a few hours it’s back up.

Apparently, Cartman of all people found the solution to our food crisis.

I’m just…South Park is so fucked up in many ways.

I can’t okay?

But well, a party is still a party and our whole girl group is going. We took Bebe theme, flowers and are dressed in this way.

I formally battle to have cherry blossoms and wear a pretty pink dress with cherry blossoms on it. A hairpin decored with a cherry blossom and pink heels.

I have to admit the party of the boys is sweet. After all this panic we need this moment to relax and unwind.

I’m sitting at one of the tables, eating a steak with a lot of butter, enjoying Lorde singing.

Strange, I could have sworn she looked better on the magazine covers. Was it also Photoshop with her?

The other girls are dancing, talking to the others, or like Tammy gone to the restroom.

“Erm…Hello N.K.”, shy calls a know voice my name.

I turn to the person.

“Kyle.”

The red-haired boy has a cute blush on his face, playing with his fingers.

“It’s awesome that you could come.”, he tells me.

“I came here with my friends to hear Lorde.”, I state simply. “I’m still angry at you guys.”

He winces.

“You have the right to be. I really was a dick to you.”

“Yes, you were.”

I cut a bit of my steak and eat it.

“N.K. I’m really, really sorry. I was a stupid boy so fixed on earning money and never again go to school that I forget anything. Which was wrong, I know.”, he apologizes.

I sign.

“Well, you ARE still only ten, I shouldn’t be so angry. We all make mistakes.”

A cute smile forms on his face and I get to urge to kiss Kyle’s whole sweet face.

“Are we good again, N.K.?”

“Yeah, all right. I may still be a bit resentful, but we can be friends again.”

His smile gets just bigger.

Adorable!

“Would you…would maybe if you want…erm dance with me.”, he wonders, rubbing his neck.

Okay didn’t expect that.

Can’t help but blush too.

“Yeah, let’s dance Kyle.”

I take his hand and we start to dance. It’s more of a swaging around, but Kyle looking at me like I am a kind of goddess, is pleasing me greatly.

“Your dress is so pretty.”, he compliments me. “It fits you so much.”

Kyle being all shy and cute gives me an enormous ego boost. Normally I’m a bit shy with redheads or incredibly horny.

But with Kyle…it’s so simple and nice.

I lean down and plant a soft kiss on his cheek. I feel how warm his cheek gets under my lips. A cute squeaking sound left him.

“You are adorable.”

He blushes more.

Smiling at each other with twinkling eyes we sway while Lorde sings.

It’s really, really romantic.

I don’t know for how long we dance, at least three songs, as I see how Kenny comes towards us.

Uh-Oh.

“Hey guys.”, he greets us, sending Kyle a sharp look, which the redhead counters. “Mind if I step in?”

“Actually, yes.”, hisses Kyle.

Not even a second after he said it I let go of him.

Kyle looks surprised.

“N.K.?”

“Oh no, you two aren’t starting a competition for my hand or something. I’m not I prize to be won.”, I make myself clear. “I like you both and I know that’s unfair, but I can’t decide, so please let us all be just friends. I don’t need more drama in my life.”

Guilty the boys nod.

“Can I still dance with you? I want also to say sorry for what a dick I was to you.”, ask me Kenny with big puppy dog eyes.

“I will get some ice cream.”, let Kyle us be, even if I can see that it breaks his heart.

Why can’t I just decide?

Polyamory, it’s simple as that!

Brain, not now!

So I and Kenny dance and he says sorry too. Like with Kyle, I accept it.

With Kenny, I really dance. I’m quite surprised by what moves he can do.

I can’t help but laugh happily as he twirls me around and then even tango-dips me.

Me! Who is a head taller than him!

I would lie if I didn’t say that this turns me on.

For that, I give him also a kiss on the cheek.

He grins wide and brightly, which makes my heart race.

After I few songs I tell Kenny that this is enough, I don’t want to play favorites with him and Kyle.

He accepts it, albeit sad, and lets me go.

With a last smile to him, I walk to Tammy and ask her for a dance.

At least with my super best friend, there aren’t any problems.

We both take turns leading and I get Tammy to blush like a tomato as I tango-dip her.

For the rest of the party, I stay with the girls.

I even get to dance with Wendy, Bebe, and Heidi.

I twirled Wendy so much around that she asked laughing for a break.

Bebe and I just started to twerk for fun at one point.

And Heidi was so cute!

She blushed the whole time.

Mmh, maybe I should really ask her out….

Whatever this party was amazing!

Can’t wait for the next one.

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Codename Dovahkiin Part 2

Now that the Stick of Truth RPG is over it's time for N.K. to face the normal everyday life of South Park.

She should have known nothing in South Park is ever normal!

Day to day the craziness of this supposed quiet little mountain town she has to combat now.

Thank god, she has Tammy, Wendy, her boys, and her Social Media/Magical Girl Powers on her side.

This gonna be a wild ride!

Main Pairing: New Kid/Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski

Chapter 8: Why is it all so complicated?

Kenny and I are waiting before school for Heidi to talk about being a polycule.

I will be truthful to you guys.

I’m nearly pissing my pants.

This could end badly in so many ways, that I’m really thinking about just to call all off.

I’m happy with Heidi, I can change this future I saw or hallucinated.

Why should I have more?

Because sometimes you fall in love and can’t stop it.

I love Heidi.

I love Kenny.

I also love Kyle, but he is right now not here or wants to be part of it as it seems.

What I try to say is, my feelings won’t go away.

I can’t let go, because they are true and pure and intense.

Never in my eleven years on Earth, I would have thought I would have such drama in my love life so young.

I thought in High School this shit was about to happen.

Shows again how unnormal I am.

At least I’m not alone…Kenny is unnormal too.

I wonder if I have seen him die and don’t remember it. He didn’t tell me this.

I really hope I don’t have to choose between Kenny and Heidi.

I…I just can’t.

Finally, we see Heidi arriving. She looks curious, yet worried.

I wonder what she is thinking.

I hope that she doesn’t think I want to break up with her to be with Kenny because that’s totally not it!

“Hey Heidi.”, I greet. “Thanks for coming this early here to talk.”

My girlfriend nods.

“Of course. You sounded like you were dying. Also…what do you and Kenny want to talk about?”

Kenny and I look at each other. He gives me an encouraging nod.

Right, it’s the best I talk.

So slowly and carefully I explain to Heidi what is going on.

That I love her, but I still love Kenny and Kyle.

That Kenny loves me back and would be even okay with it if I date her and him at the same time or also that we all date each other.

When I finish talking I feel like throwing up.

It doesn’t get better seeing Heidi’s tears in her eyes.

“You know…I had a feeling…I felt that you never stopped to love Kenny and Kyle.”, she sniffles and I just want to hug her and never let her go. Hurting Heidi was never an option for me, yet here we are. “I’m not enough?”

“You are enough!”, I yelled desperately.

“Yet you still want the boys too. N.K., I don’t know if I can do this. Polyamory is not for everyone.”

“Heidi, love, look-“

“No.”, she interrupts me. “Don’t choose me because you don’t want to hurt me. Even if we stay together…you would still love Kenny and Kyle…right?”

What else can I do than nod?

My girlfriend signs heavily, wiping away her tears.

“I…need some time to think about it…Can we have a break, N.K.?”

Saying I’m not hurt by it is an understatement, but I will give Heidi as much time as she wants.

Why do I have a feeling my whole life will change when Heidi makes her decision?

A whole week passes by.

I stay mostly with Tammy away from our fourth-grade friends, since Heidi is with them. I told Kenny that till Heidi tells us her decisions, it would be better if we stayed just friends too.

No one shall make a move on the other.

Kyle gets invited to the White House and gets a medal for his speech about Caitlyn Jenner being a hero.

Also, we have suddenly a lot of Canadien students in our school.

Today at lunch I and Tammy watch fascinating how our new classmate and friend Emma puts so much maple syrup on her pancakes, that you can’t even recognize them anymore.

“You wanna have a taste, buddy?”, the red-haired girl ask us with a light French accent.

She comes from Quebec, yes the Quebec like in the caverns Kenny, Kyle, and I enter to free the Minister of Montreal, and there they speak French apparently.

Canada is so weird, guys.

“No thanks, Emma.”, answers Tammy for us. “Enjoy your pancakes.”

Which she did with gusto.

Well, no judgment from me. I could eat my Mamma Lasagne any day.

Anyway, it’s nice to have a new friend and learn more about Canada.

The next day, P.C. Principal with some of our Canadien students what us to show a play about Canadian history, only for Mr. Garrison to come in and be a grand dick.

I want to point out that all Americans, besides the Native Americans, came from immigrants, who took this country away from the people who truly were born here.

Garrison and all his possy who are against immigrants are so two-faced.

But okay telling P.C. Principal he has a pizza face and sucks his mom's dick was funny.

Not so funny was saying to the Canadien that they should be all fucked to death.

No wonder, that even Emma didn’t want to talk to me and Tammy.

She stormed out of school with her Canadian friends.

I’m thinking if I somehow can fix this mess with a good hashtag on social media when I hear my fourth-grade male friends talking.

“Are you serious!”, I walk over to them, Tammy right behind me. “You want that Leo puts an Romeo and Juilette’s a Canadian girl, how is this going to work?”

“Didn’t they die at the end?”

“Yes, Tammy, they died at the end because both were stupid teenagers who couldn’t like wait a few seconds and check the pulse of their supposed death love.”

“I don’t wanna die!”, whines Leo.

“You aren’t going to die, Butters!”, tells him Cartman. “You just have to date a Canadien girl nothing more.”

“Guys, we aren’t playing Stick of Truth. You can’t unite two countries with two fourth graders.”

“Do you have a better plan, Douchebag?!”

I take out my phone and start tipping.

“Watch and learn my young Padawans.”

I admit, I greatly understatement the stupidity of my fellow Americans. Garrison has already a lot of support, that my Hashtags CanadaIsOurFriend and CanadaAmericaUnity aren’t trending as much as they should.

Or my powers are broken.

So poor Leo was forced to ask out a Canadien girl named Charlotte.

From what I have seen of her she is cute.

Still, it pisses me off that Leo has to do this and my Social Media Powers are fucking with me.

“Have you tried to turn yourself off and on again?”, asks me Tammy, the smartass.

We are in my room, she is laying on my bed reading Naruto, while I stare in anger at all my social media on my computer.

I can’t figure out what is wrong!

“Haha, so funny.”, I fake-laugh and click like possed on the reblog and retweet buttons to get my Hashtags rolling. “My powers are fucking with me when I need them.”

“Last week you seemed to have lost your fighting spirit and now it’s back. You didn’t tell me what happened exactly.”

So I do.

Besides Kenny’s curse, I tell Tammy anything.

After I’m done Tammy suddenly sits up and stares with wide eyes at me.

“N.K., what if your powers are influenced by your emotions? How you tried to transform?”

“I haven’t…”

“Then do it now!”

I try to find the energy in myself to transform, but…there is nothing.

“Tammy, you might be on something!”, I tell her.

“Transforming also doesn’t work. N.K. currently you are under a lot of emotional stress maybe it blocks all your powers and that’s why your Social Media Powers and your Magical Girl Form don’t work.”

Desperate I let myself fall into her arms.

“This is such bullshit, Tammy! I barely know anything about my powers and they seem to always fuck me over.”

“Have you tried talking with your parents about it?”, softly she strokes my hair.

“Whenever I try, they block or change the subject.”

“I wish we could go…I don’t know in some secret lab and try to find something about your powers!”

…Wait…

I stand up and lead her out of my room.

When she asks me what I’m doing, I tell her that maybe we can find some clues in my parent’s stuff. For that we need to go into the basement and then the cellar.

The next day’s Tammy and I fight our way through lots and lots of documents.

So much I didn’t know…so much I’m learning.

But all is pointing in one direction.

Washington D.C.

Where I was born.

How the fuck should we get there?

While we were occupied with that, Mr. Garrison apparently raped the Canadien President to death and all our Canadien friends return home.

Mr. Garrison is in so high spirits that he actually tries to run for president.

Hah, if he wins I will call fatass a whole day only Eric!

So there is only one thing left after this days.

I get a message from Heidi, asking me to meet her at the playground.

As I see her sitting on the swing, slowly, swinging back and forth, I have my answers.

“You…break up with me?”, nonetheless I ask, trying to not cry like a baby.

Heidi stops swinging and stands up.

Tears are in her eyes too.

“I love you N.K. and being with you were the best weeks of my life.”, she whispers like she is scared she will disturb the silence of the night.

Only the stars are witnesses of our heartbreaks.

“But you…you still will break up with me.”

“I…I want someone that treats me and only me as his or hers anything.”, she admits, looking down at the ground.

Both our tears are making it wet.

“I don’t think I can be part of a polycule, I don’t want to share. I know you would stay only with me, but you will never stop loving Kenny and Kyle. I can’t force you to love only me. Like you can’t force me to try to love someone beside you or share you.”

I bit my lips and nodded.

“So…this is it?”

“This is it…”

A river of tears falls down my cheeks. My heart feels destroyed, yet also freed.

Heidi was sincere with me.

And I have to accept that I can’t have my perfect ending.

Because perfect doesn’t exist.

“We can still be friends…”, Heidi trails off.

I let out a little huff and smile bittersweet at her.

“I love you Heidi, I can’t jump back to being a friend. Maybe in the future but for the next weeks…”

“No, I get it.”

With this, she turns around to walk home.

“Goodbye N.K., thank you for the love you gave me. You will be forever my first love. I will never forget our time together. I…I wish you and Kenny the best…and I hope Kyle will love you both.”

“I wish you find someone who will give you the happiness you deserve Heidi. I’m devasted that I couldn’t be it.”

Heidi gives me one last smile and then she walks away.

Like I’m a statue I stay in place at the playground, watching her go, crying for us.

Slowly it starts to rain.

I’m cold and wet, but I just can’t seem to move.

I close my eyes and face the sky.

The raindrops are like the caress of a lover.

The perfect end doesn’t exist, I remind myself.

This night I dream again.

I dream about a beautiful older Heidi, holding a pretty red-haired boy in her arms.

He isn’t Alexander or the child I was pregnant with from my other dream. I just know it.

Kenny joins her side with Layla and Naomi, as Kyle and Alexander take my hands to go to join our family.

This…this is my perfect happy ending.

Impossible and beautiful.

I wake up, staring at my ceiling.

New tears roll down my cheeks.

It’s like he knew that something was wrong as my window opens slowly and Mysterion pokes his head in.

He doesn’t say anything.

His look is enough.

I reach out with one hand to him.

Not a second later he is beside me in bed, hugging me to his chest, humming a small melody to calm me down.

We stay like this, till the first rays of the sun.

We fall asleep, embraced, and together.

I lost Heidi…but Kenny won’t leave me.

Maybe I don’t need perfect.

Maybe I just need someone who can love like me and love me.

I’m not crying you are. *blows in my tissues*

I’m sorry that N.K. and Heidi broke up, but Heidi seems to me like someone who can’t love more than one person.

Well at least not right now.

She may have dated N.K. and learned a lot about herself, but she still is only 10 and wishes for a monogamous relationship.

Polyamory is a lot of work and for someone so young it’s too difficult to maintain.

N.K. and Kenny are already more mature than most of their age mates, thanks to both of their powers/curses and family situations. N.K. with the moving and leaving behind all, Kenny with his deadbeat parents and practically raising Karen on his own.

They have the mental capacity to make this work.

Okay, the only one right now that could join the polycule would be Kyle, but right now it would mean only that N.K. dates the two guys and they stay friends.

But this is also a K2 fanfiction, we also have to go on the journey of Kenny and Kyle falling in love with each other. :3

Which I can’t wait to write for since K2 is my freacking OTP in South Park. :D

For now, we will have N.K. and Kenny be a pair.

A boy, can you imagine what field day Cartman will have with this? I sure can. XD

Until next time!

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The Stick of Truth

Codename: Dovahkiin Part 1!

N.K. is angry at her parents. Not only did they move again, no, but they moved into a snowy hicktown named South Park! She was sure she would hate it there, yet surprisingly she gets to participate in the epic RPG the kids play and falls for the human princess and the elf king. Who is friend, who is foe and which side should she choose?

Main Pairing: New Kid/Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski

Welcome to the semi-last and longest chapter!

We will have a little epilog after that and then start with book two”

I hope you will enjoy it.

Chapter 16: Let’s fighting Love!

The Dark Fortress of Clyde looms in the background as King Kyle and I stand before our people and alias.

This…this is the Endgame.

We all feel it in the air.

Dramatically wind makes our clothes and hair sway as King Kyle speaks: “Today, we are not elves and humans! Today... we fight as ONE!”

“Years later from now on, children will talk and sing about our heroic effort to defeat the Dark Lord Clyde!”, I add. “Let us besiege the army of darkness with the courage of amazons! Let us delve into their dungeon with swords and sorcery!”

“Let us charge our shields and use photon torpedos to vaporize the Klingons!”

A record scratches formally.

I just blink at Kevin Stoley, the one I found the IPad of his dad by the church, returning it to him.

I’m not sure what to say.

For once in a lifetime Cartman interference is welcome. He standing beside Leo, facepalming.

“Kevin, god dammit. Every fucking time, Kevin. God fucking dammit, seriously.”

“I'm sorry.”

“It’s okay.”, I get my bearings back and wave. “Armies of justice and light! PREPARE! Are you ready?!”

I hear loud yeses and agreeing shouts.

“Then... let's kick Clyde’s ass!”

Like an unstoppable tidal wave, we storm the front door of Clyde’s home, while his dad stands beside it, staring at us in confusion.

We enter the garden and the epic battle begins!

It was early on decided that me, King Kyle, Princess Kenny, Lady Tammy, Paladin Leo, Bard Jimmy, and Wizard Fatass would take care of Clyde.

Ranger Stan of course too, but for the moment he helped the Pirates, led by Maplebeard, who is a cute Canadian kid and King Kyle’s brother, get us inside the fortress from outside, while we storm it from the inside.

We battle, we solve riddles, and we climb the tower higher and higher.

Craig awaits us with three Nazi Zombie cows, but we can take away two.

The thief and his cow were nothing.

Ranger Stan joins us now and we continue on.

Clyde has to be in the next room!

But surprise, surprise waiting for us is…

“Dad? What the hell are you doing here?”, asks Stan Mr. Marsh.

“Oh! It's my favorite kid!”, yells Mr. Marsh and kneels down before me. Dude…that’s so not okay to say this when your son is standing right there! “Listen, I found out what they were doing at the women's clinic! They were looking for a candidate to put a snuke into! They're going to nuke ALL OF SOUTH PARK!”

“A snuke?”, repeats King Kyle shocked.

We all feel this too.

That’s so not good at all.

“You boys and girls don't understand. They've put the snuke HERE.”

Even better!

“Who did?”

“Whomever these people are CLAIMING to be Taco Bell! We should've known. We should have known Taco Bell is far too compassionate and caring to be so secretive. The quality of their character, like the quality of their food, should have never come into question.”

“Dad, where is the woman with the snuke?”

“They didn't put it in a woman.”

Mr. Marsh leads us to the person.

It’s Mr. Slave!

He is bonded on a pillar without pants, but thank god his tank top cowers his privates.

Another trauma I don’t need.

“All I remember was that there were these big government guys, and they wrestled me to the floor at my house! And then I remember thinking, well this is fun, but wait, is that a thermonuclear device?”, tells us Mr. Slave what happened to him. “I had some drinks so putting a thermonuclear device up my ass wasn't COMPLETELY out of the question... oh Jesus Christ, how long do I have?!”

“We don't know, Mr. Slave, but it could be a matter of MINUTES.”, answer him, Mr. Marsh.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Pull it out!”

Mr. Slave turns his behind in our direction.

What the fuck?!

It’s not like we can just pull it out of the ass!

But this shows how stupid Cartman actually is because he tries.

TRIES, in big letters, since Kyle slaps his hand away.

“No! We can't just pull it out! Snukes have triggers on them! We have to abort it -- from inside.”

“Oh COME ON! Who knows how to do abortions AND can get really really small?”, counters Fatass.

…I don’t like where this is going.

All beside Tammy have now a thinking face going on, asking who could do this, while we two girls argue non-verbal.

Tammy really wants me to get small, climb in Mr. Slaves’ ass and abort the snuke.

I make clear I don’t wanna do this fucked up shit and if this is so important, she can do it.

It goes like this for a few seconds, till Tammy makes at me the best puppy dog eyes and puckers her lips at me.

…I’m a thirsty hoe…if she really will give me a kiss…oh god…I’m actually doing it!

Gritting my teeth I step forward but grip Tammy by the hand and before she can make it clear that she doesn’t want to join me, I shrink us both.

“Oh, look! The girls are all small.”, points out Mr. Slave.

“Wow, this kid is just FULL of surprises! Quick! Get up there and disarm the snuke! Hurry!”

“No need to tell us twice, Mr. Marsh!”, I call back and formally drag Tammy with me.

“Oh, be careful girls. I might have also put some bats up there the other night.”, warns Mr. Slave.

Tammy gives up and faces her destiny.

She knows without me she can’t grow big again, so she is stuck anyway.

So…yeah we enter a man’s body through his asshole.

Ladies and gentlemen we didn’t reach the Fucked-Up-Meter, we completely obliterated it!

“I hate you so much right now!”, growls Tammy at me.

“Hey, you wanted me to go up this ass! Do you really think I would go alone? Someone has to suffer with me.”, I simply say.

“Fucking shit! Let’s get this over with!”, angry she follows the anal channel? Is it called so? “Next time you take one of your boy toys.”

“They didn’t promise me a kiss.”

I follow after her.

“I regret that too.”

We don’t go far since…a frog with a crown stops us?

What?

What does Mr. Slave put in his ass?

“New Kid and follower, you must find a way out of this place or you will surely die.”, tells us this Frog King.  “The way behind you is blocked by the large sphincter. Make haste to the large intestine! All will be made clear to you then!”

Geez, thanks for that information you strange thingy.

Tammy and I side-eye each other and then shrug our shoulders.

Whatever let’s go.

As we make our way through Mr. Slaves’ ass I could swerve someone is singing a song for me about this adventure.

Maybe I have gone gaga.

After what I experienced these days and now this, it wouldn’t surprise me.

Also, Mr. Slave has a lot of things up his ass.

Like a creepy hand puppet with a Zylinder, corn, and even his own phone.

I don’t have words for all this literary shit.

We kill some Nazi Zombie Bacteria, because of course, why shouldn’t he have this up his ass also, free the bat Mr. Slave warned us, as we encounter another spectral being.

It’s a bird.

“I am the Sparrow Prince.”

A sparrow.

Sure, why not?

I already lost all hope in humanity.

“Like you, I was once used for pleasure as an anal plaything, and thus perished in this place. Now you must defeat my angry spirit in order to move forward. I know I don't really sound that angry, but trust me, I am.”

Of course, we need to battle it.

OF COURSE!

The battle is tough I won’t lie, but Tammy and I are unstoppable together.

We defeat the Sparrow Prince.

“You have proven yourself in combat, young anal plaything. You may journey forth. Find the snuke's trigger and save the outside world. Fare thee met and fare thee well.”

And…he is gone.

Tammy rubs her forehead.

“I will need lots of therapy after this whole shit.”

“Yeah, I was planning an making an appointment next week, wanna come with me?”

Sick of all this we continue on.

Okay, I admit it’s a bit of a surprise finding soldiers guarding Mr. Slaves’ asshole.

“Armed guards? What are they doing here?”, wonders the Frog King.

He and the Sparrow Prince appeared at our sides.

“Whoever seeks to blow up the city clearly doesn't want anyone stopping them.”

“You must get past them, New Kid. Go fuck ‘em up.”

“No need to tell me twice.”

Did I really talk with the two spectral beings?

God, when is this finally over?

Tammy and I defeat the soldiers and finally there is the fucking snuke!

We are so close to ending this!

A new spectral being appears before us.

It’s some kind of fish. Since he lives in a gay man, does it make it a gay fish?

“Hello, New Kid. I... am Catatafish.”

Catatafish of the stomach's cove.

There is again the singing!

“The trigger of the thermonuclear device lies before you. I have tried to solve its riddle, but I have been unable to disarm it.”

Catatafish riddle will soon be told.

“There are only moments to spare. Find a way to disengage the trigger, or all will be lost.”

“Ready to abort this thing?”, ask me, Tammy.

“Let’s get this bread!”

One good thing, aborting the snuke is not as creepy, sick, and disgusting as the other one I did today.

As thank you for the successful abortion Mr. Slave sneezes me and Tammy out of his body.

Well, the mouth is better than the way we came in at least. The three spectral beings who live in Mr. Slaves’ ass appear again, thank me and gift me a crown.

I wait till they vanish to throw it away.

I don’t wanna know where it was and I want to forget all this ever happened.

I make Tammy and myself grow big again.

“Great job!”, praises Mr. Marsh. “You disarmed the snuke. South Park is saved.”

We, girls, give a tired thumbs up.

“Yes. Now let's finish this, bitch. Let's beat Clyde once and for all, and take back the Stick of Truth!”

“Cartman I warn you, my tolerance is really low right now. If you don’t want that I fucking kill you, stop insulting me!”

This shuts him up or maybe my crazy death serious look and our group moves forward to finally face Clyde.

We enter his dark throne room.

Clyde is standing beside a container with the Nazi Zombie goo.

“Fools! You thought you could conquer the Fortress of Darkness!”

“Clyde! Back away from that stuff!”, warns Stan.

“Oh, but I have yet to complete my army! You have come to witness the power of darkness!”

“Stop! Clyde!”, plead King Kyle. “You have no idea what that stuff is!”

“Yeah huh, it's green sauce from Taco Bell. I took it from their construction site.”

“Dude, that's not Taco Bell sauce.”, informs Stan.

“Then why'd I find it at Taco Bell?”

“It leaked out of a UFO, Clyde! It's toxic goo from another galaxy! Think about it! Since when does Taco Bell have a green sauce, dude?”, tells him Cartman.

“Actually, since about a year ago.”, answer him King Kyle, like Fatass asked this really and it wasn’t a rhetorical question.

Me and Tammy roll our eyes as the boys talk about this green sauce of Taco Bell and Clyde being all triumphal since he thinks it’s really this green Taco Bell sauce and not the alien goo.

“Oh my god, can you all stop!”, I shout, losing my nervs. “I crawled up a gay man’s asshole to abort a fucking snuke! I just wanna take a long bad and go to bed and try to forget all this shit. Clyde as the current queen of Kupa Keep give me the fucking Stick of Truth back or I will come over and kick you so hard in the balls that you will talk the rest of your life in a high-pitched voice!”

All the boys make a face at my threat, while Tammy nods in agreement.

“And I will kick too, when she is done!”, she promises.

Clyde is battling for a second with himself, you can clearly see it, but having the Stick of Truth gives him balls.

“You can try, but I have a little surprise for you!”

He lets the green goo flow into a coffin.

…Okay, why didn’t I see it before?

The person who lies in the coffin punches a hole through it and sits up.

It’s a…Nazi-Zombie Chef who sings: “I'm gonna make love to you womannnn...”

All my friends scream, while I just have a WTF-Face.

While we fight him, my friends tell me that he was once the Chef of Elementary School and a good friend of theirs.

Makes me sad for them, that they have to fight their friend.

In the end, Clyde is not happy with Chef’s performance as Nazi Zombie and fucking lits him on fire!

Since I don’t have another choice I send a Dragenshout at him, putting him to rest again.

Now Clyde knows he is fucked and tries to escape, but Fatass blocks him.

“Your eons of torment are at an end, ruler of darkness!”, growls Fatass.

“Um, okay, um, you know what, I'm not playing anymore.”, whines Clyde.

Hah, in the end, he is a little pussy.

“You have broken the rules of the Stick and for that I banish thee. I banish thee...from SPACE AND TIME!”

With that Cartman Sparta kicks Clyde away. He flies off the balcony to the ground below.

Fuck yes, it’s over!

Finally!

“We did it dude!”, shouts Stan happy.

King Kyle turns to me and takes my hands in his.

I blush like a tomato. Doesn’t help that Tammy wiggles her eyebrows at me.

“Dark Magician Queen N.K., your long journey ends here. For all your deeds, and all your time put into this, we all agreed-“

“-Hesitantly-“, calls Cartman in between with a deadpan look, but doesn’t stop it what is happening right now.

“-We all agreed that you shall be the ruler of us all! From now on you will be Dark Magician Empress N.K., the rightful ruler over Zaron and Larnion. Over humans and elves!”

I gasp shocked, while all applaud me, beside Cartman, who just rolls his eyes, but I don’t care.

I don’t care!

They made me Empress, ruler of all the kingdoms!

I can’t.

I look at Tammy and she nods.

Now I know why she said I should bring this along with me…

“Give us a sec!”, tells Tammy, the boys.

We hide together behind a pillar.

Tammy helps me to take off my Dark Magician Girl Cosplay and put on another one.

In my new cosplay I step back to the boys.

All gasp in wonder and I smile prettily.

“Neo Queen Serenity!”, claps Princess Kenny excitedly. “Even with her silver hair!”

Oh god, does this mean, Kenny is a Sailor Moon Fan?! Cool!

I curtesy before my people.

“I will be the best Empress to you and all residents of Zaron and Larnion.”, I promise.

“Quickly, now let's get the Stick back to safety before anyone can do –“

King Kyle can’t even finish his sentence as helicopters appear. From every corner soldiers come…even Eye-Patch-Grandpa is with them!

“We've got her, we've got the Dragonborn.”, shouts Eye-Patch-Grandpa.

Erm…what?

I have suddenly a bad feeling in my stomach.

“The Dragonborn?”, repeats Fatass confused. “What the -- who, what?”

“You can’t run away this time Dragonborn!”, declares Eye-Patch-Grandpa and picks up the Stick of Truth!

“He has the Stick of Truth!”, yells Fatass.

King Kyle turns to me.

“How does this guy know you, Dark Magician Empress N.K.?”

I…I can’t answer him…I’m shaking…I feel like throwing up!

“N.K.?”, whispers Tammy worried, and takes one of my cold hands in hers.

“Dark Magician Empress N.K.? Is THAT what you told them your name was? Why didn't you tell them your REAL name – CODENAME: DOVAHKIIN!”

I…I breath heavy…I’m so…so scarred…flashes are before my eyes…flashes of this man…of these man hunting me!

Even Kyle sees now that I’m ready to freak out and takes my other hand in his.

“N.K., what’s wrong?”

I just grip Tammy and Kyle’s hands tight. I can’t speak! I’m so terrified.

“You don't remember, do you?”, asks Eye-Patch-Grandpa. Well, not really. “How we tried to find you?”

“Look, that Stick belongs with the fighters of Zaron!”, makes Stan clear to him. “Give it back!”

“Fighters of Zaron? Boys and girls what's going on here is much more complex than that. This isn't the first time a UFO has crashed on Earth. You see, in 1947 a UFO crashed in Roswell, New Mexico...”

“Oh, god.”, groans Wizard Fatass.

“Oh, brother, spare us.”, begs Stan annoyed.

“Hang on a sec. A UFO crashed in Roswell and a new government agency was created to investigate the paranormal. Our Agency.”

“Can we skip this? Like, hit the skip button or something?”, wonders Cartman.

“Oh, you don't want to skip this.”

“Yes, we do.”

“Whenever aliens are spotted, vampires run amok, our agency is there and we have never lost a fight. That is...until eleven years ago a certain child was born.”

“Yawn yawn yawn.”

“A child who had an unnatural power inside her. I had been ordered by the President to turn her into an even more powerful weapo, than she already was. So we experimented on her and were successful. The ultimate weapon! But thanks to her parents she slipped through our hands.”

“The government wants the N.K. for her farts?”, say’s Kyle in disbelieve.

“That's dumb.”, adds Stan.

“Her farts? No. Her amazing ability to make friends so quickly on any social network. The day she was born she already had 10 million followers on Facebook. Before she was 5 years old she had 3.2 billion friends on Facebook alone. Do you have any idea the power that kind of gift yields in today's world? It's time to come with us, Dovahkiin. Time to stop resisting and use your gifts for your country.”

“Is he really still talking?”, asks Cartman done with everything.

“Are we really so different, you and I, Dovahkiin?”

“…What about my Magical Girl form?”, I finally found my voice again and…I remember…slowly but surely… ”Is this the result of the experiments you did on me?”

“Ah yes, they are. We wanted you to have extra powers to protect you from any kind of harm. Your social media powers are too valuable to be lost by your early death, so we genetically modified you. It was a success, but instand of using it for your country, you use them to get away from us. You have to do what the government tells you, just like me. We're all just pawns in their game. I'll admit you are fascinating, you have more power than any child I've ever come across. And yet all you seem to really care about... is this.”

Eye-Patch-Grandpa holds the Stick of Truth high above his head.

“It must be very important. What does it do?”

Cartman rolls his eyes.

“Whoever controls the Stick controls the universe, dumbass.”

“Yeah, stupid.”, adds Stan.

“Controls the... but then... I wouldn't have to do what I was told anymore. I could.”, laughs Eye-Patch-Grandpa. “Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha HAAA! I control the universe! Get back. BACK I SAY! ALL OF YOU! I can do anything. ANYTHING I WANT! AHAHAHA!”

Oh my god, he get’s naked!

I throw up a bit in my mouth.

“I no longer need YOU, Dovahkiin... I control the UNIVERSE!”

He runs away and we after him.

Clueless he waves the Stick of Truth around.

“Er ... damn thing! How does it work? Show me how it works!”, Eye-Patch-Grandpa demands.

“Yeah, right.”, scoffs Stan.

“Dovahkiin, why should we be on opposite sides? Join me, Dovahkiin. Rule by my side. Rule... and you can have THIS all to yourself, FOREVER.”, he tries to butter me up. “I can offer you all! Just get me safely out of here, you can rule with this once again.”

“After all you did to me and my family? Hunting us down from one end of the USA to the another?”, I scream and point at him. “You think I would rule with you?! News flash asshole, you can suck my dick and I will stay with my friends!”

All my friends let out agreeing sounds.

Suddenly Princess Kenny steps forward.

Huh?

“Dude, where're you going?”, asks Kyle what we all think.

Princess Kenny just calmly walks up to Eye-Patch-Grandpa and…takes the Stick of Truth from him?!

She lets out an evil laugh.

We all gasp shocked.

“Princess Kenny!”, shouts Wizard Fatass.

“Top Ten most shocking anime betrayals of all time!”, I can’t help but say this.

I’m just…what?

Why?

“At least one of you has some sense.”, says Eye-Patch-Grandpa smugly.

“You'd sell us all out?”, ask King Kyle in a rhetorical fashion.

“But why, Princess Kenny?”, wants Stan to know, like we all.

Suddenly motherfucking Morgan Freeman appears and explains: “Because Princess Kenny was born a half-orc whose entire village was wiped out by humans and elves. You see when humans and elves lived together in the forests of Hollow Falls, an elven queen fell in love with the orc known as Dandar - the first one to possess the Stick of Truth. They loved in secret and had a child, a beautiful little girl, a girl who watched as everyone she loved was killed in cold blood. And that is why she waited... and plotted... all this time. To take the Stick from you. For Princess Kenny is the true heir to the Stick of Truth.”

“Wow, that's pretty cool.”, admins Cartman.

“Just one thing, Morgan Freeman.”, turns King Kyle to the famous actor. “How come every time something convoluted needs explaining you show up?”

“Because every time I show up and explain something, I earn a freckle.”

And there is the freckle he talked about.

Princess Kenny looks at me and holds a hand out.

“Beautiful N.K., join me. We will rule together over Zaron and Larnion as it should be. As powerful queens! Be my wife!”

All gasp, while my mouth meets the floor and I blush crimson red.

If this is not a declaration of love, then I don’t know what else could be.

“H-Hold on!”, intercedes King Kyle and stands before me. He goes down on one knee, taking my hand. “Don’t listen to Princess Kenny! Stay with us! Stay with me! I actually wanted to ask you this in private but…please would you give me your hand in marriage? I know you are already Empress, but nothing would honor me more than be your husband.”

Even more shocked gasps and I turn so red it needs a new name.

“Damn girl, two proposes in one day, you are a legend.”, whisper-shouts Tammy at me with a proud smile.

I send her a look, before I look from Kyle to Kenny and back from Kenny to Kyle.

Oh dammit, what should I do?

They both made clear they want me!

…There is only one way.

I take my hand back from Kyle and step closer to Tammy.

I shake my head.

“I can’t be neither be your queen Kenny or your wife Kyle.”, I begin and look at the floor. Tammy wraps an arm around my shoulders. “And…not why because I don’t like you…the true is…I like you both equally and that’s not fair to either of you…”

After my confession it’s still for a few seconds before Fatass has to say what he thinks: “Thirsty hoe.”

I just look and point at him.

“You got me there.”

Princess Kenny sends me a sad look but doesn’t use the Stick of Truth to command that I shall be on her side. She just turns and runs away from us.

“Princess Kenny, come back here!”, shouts Fatass after her.

We all run after her and Eye-Patch-Grandpa. We conor them on a high platform.

This feels like the true final boss fight.

“Give us the Stick, Princess Kenny. You don't want to go down like this, brah.”, warns Wizard Fatass her.

Our traitor’s Princess just mumbled something we don’t understand and I shit you not we all see an anime opening starring her.

Okay, first Leo with his anime dude power, and now this?!

Where can I learn this shit?

More time to think I don’t have since we all need to kick Princess Kenny’s ass.

Together we beat her easily.

“It's all over, Princess Kenny. The thirsty hoe is too powerful for you.”

“I swerve to god Cartman, you may be right, but stop it, or I kick you in the balls!”

But Princess Kenny is not done with us. Even Stan and Kyle begging her not to do it doesn’t stop her to drink the alien goo turning her into…

“Aaagh! Nazi zombie Princess Kenny!”, screams Fatass.

“Fuck!”, adds King Kyle.

With an angry shout, the Princess storms us.

I don’t know how long we fight.

We kill her, only for her to come back again!

It doesn’t stop!

“She doesn't stay dead! We can't beat her!”, cries Stan.

“Dude, we're fucked! There's no way!”, agrees King Kyle with him.

“There is one way. We're gonna have to break the Gentlemen's Code.”, tells Cartman.

….Oh hell no! I will not do this! Forget it!

Before anyone can do or say something I step forward.

“N.K?”, calls questionly Tammy.

“Let me handle this…there is another way…”

“Oh really and what one Douchebag?!”

“THIS!”, I shout.

I let the energy flow through my whole being transforming me in my Magical Girl form. This time even with music and end pose!

I flick one of my long pink pigtails, pointing at Princess Kenny, while the others, besides Tammy, are in awe.

“Let’s see who is the better anime princess, my lady!”

We both face off against each other.

My golden light attacks hit her strong and fast. They are the perfect weapon against her Nazi-Zombieness.

Again she falls, but before she can revive herself again, I call for my Magical Girl Wand.

It’s actually the Katana I could finally buy from Jimbo, but in my hands, it transforms into a sword-like wand.

“Holy Light Sword Cut Healing Session!”, I shout my attack.

 It hits Princess Kenny!

All geta swarmed over in a brilliant white light. The light heals all the Nazi Zombies and restores all that is broken/destroyed.

Who needs Miraculous Ladybug?

I can with my wand attack and heal in one!

As the sun raises above South Park all is good again….

I’m detransformed, back in my Neo Queen Serenity Cosplay, and hold into Tammy’s arm.

I’m tired and outpowered by this whole fucking night we have lived.

We are with Cartman, Ranger Stan, and King Kyle at Stark Ponds.

The sun’s rays reflected beautifully on the water’s surface.

“You guys sure about this?”, asks us, Kyle.

“There's no other way.”, tells him Cartman.

“It drove our friend to madness and nearly killed us all.”, reminds us, Stan.

I sign.

“Do it Grand Wizard let this be the end of the Stick of Truth.”

I’m surprised Fatass listens to me, he really doesn’t can’t argue with me over that, now can he, and throws the Stick of Truth into the deeps of Stark Ponds.

To be never seen and used again.

This is for the best.

We stand in silence for a few seconds till Cartman asks: “So what do you guys wanna play now?”

“How about Dinosaur Hunters?”, suggests Stan.

“Or Pharaohs and Mummies!”, is Kyle’s idea.

“Let's ask Douchebag!”, surprisingly Cartman says. “What do you wanna play next, bitch?”

Tammy and I stare at them, then at each other, and then back to them.

“…..I think I will go to bed. I’m tired as fuck. Wanna sleepover Tammy?”

“Yes, thank you. Let’s take a bath before we go to bed. I need to wash away this fucking night.”

I nod in agreement and we girls turn to walk away.

With my back to them, I wave at the three boys.

“Bye Kyle and Stan and screw you Cartman!”

I can hear how Cartman says: “Wow. What a dick.”

“To you not to us.”

“Yeah, the Empress likes me and has admitted to having a crush on the king.”

“Screw you guys, I’m going home!”

We, girls, look at each other and shake our heads.

Boys!

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