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The Woe’s of a Fanfiction Writer

Welcome to my second blog where I just complain about how it is to be a Fanfiction Writer, waiting for reviews that never come and doubting

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

Chapter 8: Your Guide to Be a Goth

In the morning I wake up, thanks to my ringing smartphone.

I blink sleepily and yawn.

I feel like a trunk hit me.

Urgh.

Wondering who is calling me, I pick up the phone.

I grunt a greeting.

“N.K.? Are you okay? You sound pissed off.”, say’s a female voice.

I need a second to register, who is talking to me.

Oh right, there was the space adventure I had last night!

“Tammy, hi sis!”, I say back. “Sorry, I’m still half asleep.”

“Yeah, I feel you. I called you to check if you are doing okay?”

“I should ask you that. You nearly got ass raped.”

I can imagine that she is making a face.

“Don’t remind me. Anyway, school got canceled for the next few days. My mom told me there was a huge earthquake!”

That’s interesting.

I sit up on the bed and put my glasses on.

“I have the feeling we caused the earthquake with the crash landing we did.”, I tell her.

“Same.”, she agrees. “I hope no one finds out. Since we are free, do you wanna do something today?”

Aww, did I hear right? Tammy wants to spend the day with me!

“Girl, I’m so on board. When should we meet up?”, I ask excitedly.

“Well, the mall is out of the question how about after lunch we meet at Tweek Bro’s?”

Now I make a face.

“Tam, they put drugs in the coffee, let’s not!”

“For real? Thank the lord I never drank any. Okay, how about cinema? We could watch a movie.”

“That’s a plan. Let’s do this.”

We agree on a time and then hung up.

Happily, I jump out of bed and start my morning routine. You know washing and then dressing.

Humming the first opening of Demon Slayer I make my way to the kitchen.

“Morning Mamma, morning Papà!”, I greet my parents.

Papà is reading the newspaper, while Mamma is making pancakes.

Oh yes, this day starts awesome!

“Morning my princess.”, greets Papà back.

“Sit down N.K., the pancakes are nearly done.”, informs Mamma.

Grinning I give her a cheek kiss and then Papà one as I sit down on the table with him.

Mamma serves the pancakes and we dig in.

My parents tell me as Tammy did, that school got canceled for a few days. They tell me to enjoy this extra free time and to make new friends.

Well, I sure will get to know better Tammy and there are also Kenny and my other fourth-grade buddies.

We will probably still play our RPG.

I wonder if I somehow I can convince them to let Tammy join? Would she even want that? I mean we kicked ass together on the alien ship, but LARPing is something different.

I will ask her when I meet up with her.

For now, I’m done with my breakfast and ask my parents if I can watch some TV.

They permitted it.

Awesome!

I think I’m going to watch some Naruto. I grave some cool Ninja action!

The TV is on the news channel of South Park, before I can switch to Crunchyroll, I hear from the news anchor: “…And that a large earthquake and several fires in the South Park area last night woke many residents from their sleep. Here with a report is a midget in a bikini.”

What?!

They really switch to a midget in a bikini, who is standing behind a large crowd, and…oh there is the spaceship Tammy and I crashed! It’s hardly hiding with these few pieces of clothing they put over it.

I need to know, what they know. Not that suddenly the FBI is before our door and throws me and Tammy in jail or some shit!

So I continue watching.

The midget reports: “Tom, government workers here are assuring everyone nothing out of the ordinary has happened. They claim that the only reason huge tents have gone up to cover this area is to mask the construction of a new Taco Bell which will open sometime later this month.”

….Please tell me I didn’t hear what I heard?! I mean yeah for me and Tammy, but no one can be this stupid and not see that this is a UFO?!

Also, why does the government hide it?

Oh wait, that’s the USA of course they would cover it up.

“Thanks, Midget, I do love me some Taco Bell.”, says the news anchor. Oh my lord, are the adults in this town really that dumb?! “The mayor of South Park states that last night's tremors and fires are under control and that hopefully schools and businesses can open again soon.”

I can just facepalm at this whole stupidity.

I just can’t with South Park.

Where the fuck did my parents moved us?!

Not that I’m glad that Tammy and I aren’t going to get punished for the UFO crash, it’s just….aargh!

I don’t even have words.

That’s when someone knocks on our door.

Wondering who it is I open it and…. yippie it’s Lord Big Stomach.

Can you feel how happy I am?

No?

Neither I.

“Cartman what-“, I can’t even ask him what he wants, since he starts to yell.

“AGHGH!! MY GOD!! They came outta nowhere!”

“Who came out of nowhere?!”

“There was a huge earthquake and then, and then and then there was burning in my yard!”

“That doesn’t really explain what do you want?”

 “You don't understand.”

I’m getting really tired of this shit!

“Spit it out, Cartman!”

“The elves... THEY TOOK THE STICK! And it's BULLSHIT because that is TOTALLY CHEATING! We specifically said no trying to take the Stick at night! Elves are DIRTY LITTLE LIARS! And we have to lay waste to their ENTIRE BASE!”

He is huffing and puffing and if I was the bigger person I should offer him the couch and ask if he needs a glass of water.

But since I’m petty, I will not.

Suffer asshole.

“So you are telling me the elves used the earthquake to steal the Stick of Truth at night which is against the rules.”, I sum it up.

“YES!”, Fatass yells.

Damn, he is angry! Maybe he will get a stroke and we are free from him!

Ding dong, the wicked Wizard King is dead!

Okay, I shouldn’t joke about it, just I really, really hate Cartman.

“Well my king do we have a plan besides burning down the elven kingdom?”, yet I still ask.

Hey the RPG is fun.

Even with Lord I-can’t-see-my-feets.

“Yes, I have!”, he begins. “You have some incredible qualities to make friends quickly, Sir Douchebag. I'm sending you on a quest to go out into the lands of Zaron and recruit a whole 'nother FACTION to Kupa Keep. Find the goth kids and give them this letter.”

I stare at the piece of paper in my hand. My experience with goth kids tells me, they won’t join thanks to the way it’s written and the crude drawing of an evil elf.

That’s still too conformatistic for them.

From where did I know this? When I lived in New York I had a goth girl in my class. She was pretty and I tried to hit on her.

I learned fast that my charms don’t work on goths.

So I needed I know a new way, which lead me to learn a bit about goth culture.

Let’s just say what I learned turned me away from the girl.

That is really not my sub-culture I’m happy to be an otaku.

“Get them to join our kingdom and we shall lay waste to the Drow Elves once and for all!”, commands King It’s-a-wonder-I-don’t-have-diabites.

“Can I first get dressed in my Stick of Truth get up?”

“Oh, sure.”

With that, he waddles out of my house cursing the elves.

Damn, today is going to be a long day, I can just feel it.

I hope I can manage to watch the movie with Tammy.

Better I get dressed fast and make the goth joins us.

Somehow.

I feel already a headache forming.

Urgh.

Back in my Link cosplay I step out of the house.

I’m sad that I can’t put on my Dark Magician Girl cosplay, since I don’t think it’s time to let on Cartman the bomb drop that I’m a girl.

He is already angry enough today.

“Hello my dear mage!”, greets me the lovely voice of my fair princess. “I hope you had pleasant dreams.”

I grin and we hug each other. Then I pull her hood down, so I can give her a sweet morning kiss.

Princess Kenny formally purrs. She licks along my lips, begging for entrance and I open my mouth to welcome her sweet tongue.

Oh yes!

That’s what I need right now!

We kiss for a few minutes till I stop it with a kiss on her cheek.

“This is an awesome way to start the day, my beloved princess. Be assured that all my dreams were about you!”, I flirt.

Princess Kenny smiles happily and gives me another kiss.

“Glad to hear that, babe.”

I can’t help but blush at the nickname. I like being called babe.

I find it hot.

“My lady be assured that I would love to kiss you the whole day, but I got a new quest from Wizard Fatass.”, I explain to her.

She takes my hand, nodding.

“I know. I will be your buddy. Butters wanted to lead you to the goth kids, but I won at Rock-Paper-Scissors.”

I giggle and we start walking.

“Can’t get enough of me, my princess?”

“You know it, hot stuff.”

Now we giggle together.

At least I have Kenny on my side today.

This makes this whole quest 1000 times better.

Okay, I really thought my princess would lead me to the cemetery.

The goths I meet liked to spend their time there.

But the school?

…Well, someone said once that school sucks your soul out. Don’t remember who.

That is pretty goth, I think.

Already gothic music greets us from behind the school, where the South Park goth kids like to hang out.

I can also smell cigarettes.

Yeah, we are in the right place.

I walk up to the four smoking goth kids.

Two are clearly fourth graders. The one with the black and red hair and the only girl in the group.

Another boy is clearly in my grade, but I’m surprised to see a little kindergarten child with them.

And he is also smocking.

I know, live and let live, but that’s not okay that practically a baby smokes.

What even lets someone so young join the goth culture?

“Who's that?”, drags me back from my thoughts the voice of the black-red-haired goth.

“I think it's that new kid people are talking about.”, answers him the girl goth.

“Beat it, New Kid, this area is strictly for goth kids.”, tells me the fifth grader goth.

I roll my eyes at them.

“I have eyes, you know.”, I sass back. “And also a name. I’m N.K. and I’m here to give you this.”

I hand black-red hair goth Cartman’s letter. He hands it to the girl and she to the fifth grader goth.

He is probably their boss or something.

“Join the Kingdom of Kupa Keep to battle the wicked elves. All recruits welcome.", he reads aloud.

With a huff, he crumpled up the letter and throws it away.

“Sorry, Galadriel, we don't play Dungeons and Douchebags.”

“Yeah, beat it, New Girl.”

I can’t help but roll my eyes.

“I have a name, you know?”

At least they can also see I’m a girl.

Also, I fucking know it wouldn’t work out!

“Aw, come on, let's do it.”, begs surprisingly the kindergarten goth. “We never do anything.”

“No WAY! We can't do what this kid asks us to do! She's a conformist! Look at her clothes and her hair!”, disagrees boss goth.

“I would more say I look like Link from Breath of the Wild which makes me a Cosplayer/Otaku but whatever.”, I call in between.

My correction gets ignored.

What nice people!

Black-red-haired goth turns to me saying: “Yeah, tell you what, New Girl. Get the right clothes and some cigarettes and coffee and then talk to us again.”

“Yeah, if you wanna prove you aren't a conformist then you need to look exactly like we do.”, agrees Boss Goth. “Then MAYBE we'll consider hanging out with you.”

Do I even have another choice?

Then it’s time to turn Goth.

I rejoin my princess, who had waited at the little fence door for me, and call over my back to the Goths: “I will be back.”

“Coffee, cigarettes, and some goth clothes.”, repeats Princess Kenny, what I told her what I need to show the Goth kids I’m not a conformist. “Well coffee, we could get from Tweek Bro’s, and the clothes, there is an old hobo by U-Store-It who sells some. Cigarettes could be a problem. We might need to steal them from someone.”

I snort and squeeze her hand.

“I pretty much ransacked any house here, a pack of cig’s I didn’t find.”

She hums thoughtfully.

“I don’t like to say it.”, she starts with a frown. “But I know the six graders smoke, we could get the cigarettes from them.”

“By asking?”

“I think, we need to beat them up.”

“This quest is already a headache.”

We both sign.

I lead Kenny to my house. She gives me a couries look.

“I’m not drinking any of the drug coffee of Tweek Bro’s.”, I explain. “I think we have some really dark coffee.”

She nods in understanding and we enter my home. My princess looks around, while I lead her to the kitchen.

Funny, Mamma is currently drinking a cup of coffee.

“Hey my princess, what are you doing here?”, she ask. “And who is your little girlfriend.”

“Hey Mamma, that’s Princess Kenny the fairest maiden in all the kingdom.”, I present her.

Cutely Kenny curtesy before Mamma, which makes her coo.

“Aww, what a cute Princess you are.”

Kenny mumbled a thank you.

“I grave some coffee, Mamma. Do we have some extra dark?”, I ask her.

Mamma hums. She puts down her own coffee and searches the shelves for it.

“I think your Papa brought some…”, she trails off as she finds the package. “N.K., this is really potent I will make you only a little thermos and no more coffee for the day, understood?”

I sign but accept Mamma’s condition.

Not like we have another way to get extra dark coffee as I said I wouldn’t buy anything from Tweek Bro’s.

After Mamma heads me the thermos with the extra dark coffee, she hands Kenny and me some chocolate chip cookies as snacks.

We thank her and munching on the cookies we leave my house.

“Hey, there he is! New Kid!”

Outside are waiting for us four elves.

I protective stand before my Princess, sending them glares.

It’s weird that they aren’t attacking us.

“What do you elves want?”, I growl at them.

“New Kid, the Elf King has requested your presence.”, explains one of the elves. “You can either come quietly or you can fight. But I warn you, fighting this fight at this point in the game is a complete waste of time and you might as well skip it and just come with us.”

….Okay, this is surprising. Didn’t expect that. But…this could be worth it to get information on the elves.

“N.K.?”, whispers Princess Kenny worried.

I lick my lips and turn to her.

“Return to Kupa Keep my princess, I will see what the Elf King wants. Don’t worry about me.”

“Are you insane?!”, shouts Kenny at the same time as an elf say’s: “You chose wisely, New Kid. Come with us.”

The elf binds my arms behind my back. The four elves lead me away from Princess Kenny who is shouting my name.

I hope I made the right decision.

Some elf is playing the drum as another elf is leading me with a lance in my back through the Elven Kingdom.

I have to admit the Elven Kingdom looks 100000 times better than Kupa Keep.

It’s so beautiful here.

We stop before the throne and…all air leaves my lungs.

On the throne sits a handsome red-haired boy with forest green eyes wearing a red and golden robe with a branch crown over his green ushanka.

I turn embarrassingly red and feel hot.

No, no, no, no!

That’s not fair that my enemy is my type!

Damn, how I wish now to be wearing my beautiful Dark Magician Girl cosplay, to show what a pretty girl I am and not my Link cosplay who hides my gender.

Mostly.

The elf king frowns at me, damn even that looks good on him, and turns to his right side, where a warrior with a blue helmet, a green cloak, a brown sleeveless shirt, and some blue jeans stands.

They two whisper with each other, sending me looks, which turns me even more into a tomato.

What the heck are they talking about and what’s with these looks?

The drum finish playing.

All is still in the kingdom.

I only hear my own beating heart, as the Elf King speaks to me: “So... you're the new kid everyone is talking about. What's your name?”

Before I can answer, the elf with lance answers him: “He doesn't talk, Elf King, he thinks he's hot shit or something.”

The king and the blue helmet elf, I bet it’s his right-hand man, share a look.

They seem to understand each other without words.

I wonder what they are discussing.

“I can talk.”, I say loud and clear and give my captor the evil eye. “I just didn’t want to talk to you.”

Lance-elf sends back an evil look, while the other elven are all whispering and mumbling at each other.

I can’t quite catch what they see, only that the word feminine and female fall often.

Regally the Elf King raises a hand to make them all stop.

And I get weak knee seeing what power he commands. Not only is he hot looking, but no his subject also respects him so much that a simple raised hand is all he needs to make them stop talking.

The Elf King gets hotter by the minute and I just wanna turn into goo.

Urgh I can’t take it!

“Would you talk to me, New Kid?”, he asked me directly.

God, these green eyes will be the death of me. So determined and strong.

Since I can’t trust my voice, I nod simply.

Something like a little smile forms on his face.

Even that is so attractive!

Aaah!

“What’s your name?”

I gulp and hope I don’t stutter.

“I’m…Novella-Karin, but people call me mostly N.K.”

Suddenly all the elven freakout, only the king and his right-hand men stay calm.

“A girl!”

“The Wizard King lets a girl play with them?!”

“Of course, she is a girl, she is too pretty to be a boy!”

That and other things get yelled.

Nice to know that there are more people with brains.

“Excuse me.”, I raise my voice above all, which surprisingly makes the eleven shut up. “Wizard Man Titty’s doesn’t know I’m a girl, he thinks I’m a dude, would be really awesome if you all could keep it to yourself.”

The right-hand man snorts, and the Elf King smirks, fuck that’s hot, while the rest of the elven laugh.

“G-Good n-nickname for the W-Wizard King.”, tells me a familiar voice.

I can’t help but smile as I see the Bard walking up to us.

“Hello Mister Bard, nice to see you again.”, then embarrassed I add. “I hope I didn’t hurt you too bad yesterday.”

“D-Don’t w-worry, m-m-my lady. N-Nothing an l-l-level 10 Bard like me c-can’t h-handle. I’m Jimmy, b-by the way.”, he tells me.

I nod smiling.

That’s when the Elf King steps behind me and frees me from my binding. I shiver as I feel his warm hands on my pulse. How I wish they would me touch everywhere.

“Lady N.K.”, he formally whispers in my ear, and…goddammit whatever he wants from me, I will do it. I’m already putty in his hands. “I think we need to talk about some things.”

With that he gestures for me to follow him, his right-hand men and Bard Jimmy right behind us.

Time to finally find out what the handsome Elf King wants from me.

Next

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

Chapter 2: One Stick: Lost, Three Warriors: Find

The next minutes of my life I seriously wonder what is going on.

Believe me, moving around the whole country, you get to see really freaky shit, but whatever is going on in South Park breaks the record.

Eric, whom I learn his surname is Cartman, what’s me to beat up Clyde, and the beating up Clyde turns into a round-based video game alla Final Fantasy!

Do you think I’m kidding?

No, I swerve it’s true.

I don’t know how it works, but it works really like that!

If I can summon something in the near future it’s officially a Final Fantasy rip-off!

Anyway, I know the drill and kick Clyde’s ass.

I had to keep from laughing when I needed to learn to “protect my balls” since I don’t need it technically.

But the one who is laughing right now is Cartman.

“HAHA, HAHAHA! Dude that was awesome! You were all like BRAMMGMG! And Clyde was all like "aaghghg, noo"! Hahahaha! Okay, okay. You've proved yourself worthy, Douchebag. Now, come inside the war tent and I shall let you see the relic.”

With that said fatass does it and I turn to Clyde, rubbing my neck, feeling bad.

“Sorry, dude, for that.”, I apologize for the beating I gave him.

He huffs a “Whatever.” and goes back to his station.

A little whine left my lips.

Okay, I need to do damage control there, for sure. But since I don’t know Clyde that well, I will leave him alone for now and try again later.

So I enter the tent, to stand beside Cartman.

I wonder what kind of relic we are talking here about and what it can do.

“Well, here it is.”, beginns Cartman. “The reason why humans and elves are locked in a never-ending war. The relic for which humans and elf are willing to die... The Stick of Truth.”

It’s just a normal twig on a pillow, a lamp shining down on it!

I admit I’m disappointed.

They couldn’t, I don’t know, put some glitter or fake rhinestones on it? I mean, be creative, dude! What is this sad-looking thing?

Since Cartman can’t hear my thoughts, he just continues to monologue: “Just two days ago, we took the Stick back from the elves. Our kingdom was dying, but now it thrives. For whoever controls the Stick, controls the universe.”

If this thing controls the universe it sure looks shitty. That is the ugliest relic, I ever saw in my entire life!

Like it is really all so powerful Cartman closes his eyes and nearly cowers before it.

At least he is really involved.

“Don't gaze at it too long!”, he warns me. “For its power is too much for mere mortals to look at!”

Yeah, I could poke my eye out with it! If it would be a giant rock, I would be more impressed.

I’m sad I can’t make that reference.

“Now that you have seen the Stick of Truth, let's discuss your dues.”, says Cartman.

“Dues?”, I repeated with a raised eyebrow.

What, does he want me to pay him so I can participate in the game?

Apparently yes, before I can tell him that I won’t give him any of my pocket money we hear Butters screaming: “ALARM! ALARM! ALARM!”

“Someone has sounded the alarm!”, yells Cartman.

“Yeah, Butters.”, I deadpan.

It was clearly his voice.

Butters enter the tent hectic and jumping up and down.

“Alarm alarm alarm!!”

“What is it?!”, demands Cartman to know.

“The elves are attacking!”

“Oh my GOD! Defensive positions!”

With that Cartman runs back out. I blink for a second before I decide I should follow. That’s clearly part of the game and I indent to play it.

“Man the gate! Don't let them through!”, yells Cartman.

Yep, there is an Elf army right in front of us led by a blond-haired one. Things are about to get interesting. I can feel it.

“Give us the Stick, humans!”, demands blondie.

“Fuck you, drow elf!”, growls our Wizard King. “Come and get it! CLYDE! Guard the Stick of Truth while we defend the fortress!!”

“Aye, aye!”, responds Clyde.

“"Aye, aye"? We're not playing PIRATES, Clyde!”

Oh, that would be a cool game too. I would want to be Anne Bonnie!

“Douchebag!”, turns chubby at me. “This is your chance to prove yourself. Hold off the asshole elves at all costs!!”

I salute.

“As you wish my lord!”, I can’t help but get into character.

Cartman is a fat fuck, nonetheless, I will give my all. With a battle cry, worthy of an amazone, I run into the fry of battling humans and elves and fight whowever comes before me.

Again it’s like I’m in fricking Final Fantasy and a learn some new game machines.

The fucking asshole who hit the poor kitty cat got an extra hard beating, no one fucks with cats when I’m around. I love cats, they are my favorite animal. I want a cat, but because we move so much my parents don’t allow it.

In the end, I beat all this bitch ass bitches in their bitch ass faces.

“Drow elves! Fall back! Fall back I say!”, cries blondie leader elf and all of these little bitches get out of the backyard.

“And don’t come back!”, I yell after them, waving my wand around.

Oh yeah, that was so much fun! I could do this the whole day.

Princess Kenny claps for me and then swoons hard as I send her a kiss. Gosh, she has such a cute giggle!

Even Cartman is in celebration mode.

“YES! Awesome, dude! TAKE THAT YOU ASSHOLE ELVES! Better luck next time!”

He then starts to do a little dance and sing: “NA NA NA NAAA NA! We still control the universe! HA HA HA HA HAAA HA!”

Suddenly Clyde appears.

He says just two words, yet it seems the world stands still.

“It's gone.”

I swerve, I hear a record scratch.

“What?”, ask Wizard Fatass.

“The Stick of Truth. The elves got it.”

Oh, that is bad. That is really, really bad.

For Clyde.

I don’t think Cartman will like that.

And I’m right as Cartman yells in Clyde’s face: “THAT WAS YOUR ONE GOD-DAMNED JOB CLYDE! TO GUARD THE STICK OF FUCKING TRUTH! Clyde... you are hereby BANISHED from space and time!”

You hear how practically anyone whines at this. I stand beside Princess Kenny and whisper: “What means that?”

She goes on her tippy-toes to answer in my ear: “It means practically he can’t play anymore with us. And we all have to ignore him.”

I twitch at this.

Damn, that’s hard.

I sure hope I don’t get punished when the truth comes out that I’m a girl. I would feel so sad when nobody wanted to play and talk to me anymore.

“What?! No! You can't do that!”, argues Clyde back.

I don’t think that helps against the fatass.

“Yeah, I can! You're banished, and lost in time and space!”

“Yeah! Go home, Clyde!”, adds our paladin, as Clyde angrily walks away.

There goes my chance to clear things with him.

Awesome.

I just should have done it and not waited around.

I hope it won’t bite me in the ass.

“You fought bravely on the battlefield, Douchebag.”, turns Cartman to me.

I salute again.

“It was nothing my lord, just did my duty to the kingdom.”

“Yeah, this new kid may be a douchebag but he sure can fight!”

I gave Scott for that remark the evil eye and he seems to flatter under it.

Not only here is another one who can’t tell I’m a girl, but he also just straight-up insults me, even though I saved his diabetic ass.

Next time, he can straight-up die.

“Shut up, Scott, nobody cares what you think.”. tells him Cartman and I can’t believe I agree with him. It feels…strange. “Anyways, we have a bigger problem now! The Stick of Truth has been stolen, and we must assemble our ENTIRE army in order to get it back.”

“But our three best warriors still haven't reported for duty, my King!”, reminds him Butters.

“Our newest member can take care of that.”

“What?”

Did I hear right?

Cartman grips me by the arm and leads me a little away from the others.

“Douchebag, I want you to go out into the neighborhood and find my greatest warriors: Token, Tweek, and Craig.”, he says.

Seems like this is my first quest.

Just one problem…

“As you wish my lord, but I don’t know them.”

“That’s no problem, I am texting their pictures to your personal inventory device now.”

Cartman gets his phone out a sends to my phone three pictures. One of a black boy, one blond kid, and another has a resting I-don’t-give-a-fuck-Face.

….Where the heck, did Cartman get my number from? I sure didn’t give it to him…

“But beware. The lands outside are full of marauding drow elves, monsters, and sixth graders.”, warns Cartman. “Be sure you are well equipped. Now go! And send my warriors here! Butters, go with him.”

“Of course!”, says the paladin happy and standing beside me.

I salute, Butters follows my lead.

“You can count on us, my lord!”

This pleases Cartman greatly and he enters the war tent.

I search for a map of South Park on my phone to show it to Butters.

“So noble paladin, where should we first go?”, I ask him.

He gives a little hum, till he points to a blue house, a neighborhood away.

“Let’s get Craig first. His house is the closest.”

“I will trust your judgment.”

Butters gives me a brilliant smile. I ask him to give me a minute and walk up to Princess Kenny.

I bow before her.

“I must go to fulfill my quest, my lady. Be sure that I will think of your beautiful being should I find myself in great despair.”, I flirt.

The princess swoons hard and mumbles something about, what a brave and noble knight I am and that she will pray for my safe return.

I give her a smile and take her gloved hand in mine. I give it a little kiss, which makes her happily squeal. I have a feeling she is smiling brightly under her parker.

With that, I give her one last bow and join Butters.

Let’s find these three warriors!

“So…you know I am a girl.”, I say to Butters, as we make our way to Craig’s house.

It’s not a question. I know that he knows since he signaled behind Cartman’s back to me to keep my real gender secrete.

The younger boy rubs nervous his neck.

“Yeah…”

“And you are okay with it? Why did you help me?”, I wonder.

“Oh well.”, starts he nervously playing now with his fingers. “You are a fifth grader, right?”

I nod.

“I just thought…if an older girl helps me against an elf, doesn’t make fun of us, and wants to play…who I am to not let her? You are already different from the girls around here.”

I let that sink in.

Butters is a good boy, I decide.

But I don’t like what he implies about the girls of this town.

“How are the girls here in South Park?”, I want to know.

“Oh you know…really girly. The girls in my grade, don’t like to play games with us boys and the older girls seem only to think about giving boys B.J., whatever that is.”

…What?!

I hold Butters’s shoulder, so he stops walking. He blinks up at me with big blue eyes. His eyes are a shade lighter then Princess Kenny, I note. It reminds me of a little puppy.

Aww, cutie pie.

“So you are saying the fourth-grade girls are your typical girly girls and the girls in my grade already give B.J. and I’m happy you don’t know what that is. You are way too young to know about that.”, I state.

“Oh, you know what that is?”

Now I’m the one who rubs her neck.

“I’m a bit to couriers, you could say. Whatever. Also, all girls are here probably straight, fantastic.”, I sign sadly.

That get me wrong, I will continue pursuing Princess Kenny…I just thought I could get my game on to with some pretty girls here.

Stupid backward hicktown.

I fucking knew it!

“You seem disappointed, why?”, asks me Butters innocent.

“I’m bi, I’m attracted to more than one gender. I was actually dating a girl before I moved here.”, I tell him nonchalantly.

I don’t care if I will get judged here. I’m who I’m and I will not feel ashamed of that. My parents fully support me and went even to the last Pride Parade with me.

So fuck anybody else!

Butters just stares at me, I raise an eyebrow, till he gives me a little smile.

“Oh, that’s neato. You are so brave! What was your girlfriend like?”

Aww, it’s official, Butters is a sweetheart. The little dude has a good chance of becoming a little brother to me.

Smiling I ruffle his hair and tell him about Serena. He listens attentively and asks questions.

After I show him a picture of her, he agrees that she is a really beautiful girl.

Meanwhile, we go into my house, where I decide to put my Link Cosplay on. Butters, of course, waits for me outside my room and then we make our way to Craig’s house.

I’m quite happy it still fits me and hope our Princess will swoon hard when she sees me.

We kick some elf asses also because it seems these little bitches are everywhere.

But they are nothing against Paladin Butters and Mage N.K.!

Soon we are there.

I check if Butters and I still look presentable, which makes him giggle as I straight up his robes before I knock at Craig’s door.

An older gentleman with balding red hair opens.

“Yes?”

“Hello, sir, is Craig home? We want to ask him to play with us.”, I ask smiling.

“Ya lookin' for Craig? Well, he can't play. He's in detention. Something about flippin' off the principal.”

And with that Craig’s dad closes the door before my nose.

I blink and then I frown.

Wow, rude much?!

“We better get to the other guys first!”, means Butters.

“I agree. Who is the nearest one?”

“That would be Token.”

“Then let’s go, Butters.”

South Park is a small town, yet it feels like we are walking for hours. We did find some Sir Timothy station, which is a traveling service of a handicapped child in a wheelchair with a red wagon. Butters explains to me that Timmy lets travel anyone in his wagon if you call for him, even for free, which is really nice.

Anyway, we are still not quite there where Token lives, so me and Butters talk.

“Is Butters your real name or a nickname?”, I want to know.

I’m asking that myself since I met him.

“Oh, it’s a nickname. My real name is Leopold.”

…How the fuck do you get Butters out of Leopold? Wouldn’t Leo be a better nickname? And a more logical one?

I turn my head to him and raise an eyebrow.

“Do you like Butters?”

“Oh, well it has been my nickname since I can remember.”

“I didn’t ask you that, I asked if you like it.”

My little fourth-grade buddy bites his lip. He doesn’t seem to know how to answer.

Someone fucked him up good and I decide from that moment on that he is now mine to protect and cherish.

So I lay a hand on his shoulder, giving him a reassuring smile.

“If it’s okay with you, I will call you Leo from now on. Do you know Leo comes from Latin and means lion? It fits you better.”

He gives me such a wide-eyed, teary, look that I practically melt and hug him sideways.

Leo squeaks a bit and turns red.

“And tell you what, from now on I’m your big sister and when someone is mean to you, you tell me and I beat the shit out of them, okay?”, I add, ruffling his hair.

The boy gives me a tiny, fragile smile and nods his head.

“Okay…big sister.”

This makes me smile brightly.

“Atta boy!”

After our heartful moment, we finally reach where Token lives. He lives in a guarded community named Dark Meadows.

…How rich is this kid?

Can he screw the rules, with the money he has?

Anyway, that’s not important right now. A security guard with a clipboard stands beside the entrance.

Bet we have to ask him to enter.

Let’s do this!

“Good day, sir.”, I call to him and wave friendly. “We would like to enter to get to our friend Token. Can we please enter?”

The guard just gives me a sideways look.

“This is a gated community, sir. We do not allow in the riffraff. Move along sir.”

Since I look like Link, I’m not pissed that the security guard can’t see I’m a girl, but I take offense in calling us riffraff!

“Sir, we assure you we aren’t-“

I can’t even finish my sentence as this motherfucker takes out a pepper spray and gives me a full dose of it!

For the first time in my life, I’m glad I need glasses, so my eyes don’t get attacked that easily, still it freacking burns and hurts and I throw up in the snow!

“If you try again, I will pepper spray you back to the Stone Age.”

“N.K.!”, yells Leo and helps me up.

He leads me away from the security guard. We wash my eyes out with some water bottles we have on us.

“This shit-eating, motherfucking, pigheaded, dickless piece of white trash!”, I curse, while Leo pats me on the back to heal me up more. “I will so kick him into the Kuribohs when we next see him.”

“He will just pepper spray you again.”, reminds me, Leo, gently. “We need a way around it.”

“Any ideas?”

Seems like the universe wants to help us since a new post is on Facebook that might have the answer.

Eric Cartman: HAHAHAHA Dude someone just posted a video of you getting pepper sprayed! Hold on I gotta watch that again. AHAHAHAHA it's even better when you know what's coming!

Jimbo Kern: Jimbo's Guns carries a selection of gas masks that render pepper spray totally useless as a self-defense. Come visit.

First, Cartman go hump a stump!

And second, this Jimbo’s Guns is what I need right now!

I chuckle wickedly, imagining my sweet revenge on the security guard. Leo looks at me worried.

“Let’s go, Leo!”, I tell him. “We have a shop to visit!”

Next

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

Chapter 1: Quiet little mountain town

Dear Dairy,

so here we are again.

Moved after a few weeks in Seattle now to this shitty little town named South Park in buttfucking Colorado.

I already hate it here.

It’s a tiny hole, in the middle of nowhere, right at the Meridian of misery and suffering.

This town doesn’t even have a Game Stop!

How the hell I’m supposed to get new cards for my YU-GI-OH! Deck and buy new games and anime merchandise?

Back to Amazon, it seems.

Gosh, I bet these people don’t even know what cosplay is!

Why did we need to move again?

I was happy in Seattle.

I had a nice group of friends and hot Serena Matthews wanted to go on a second date with me!

And yet, poof, again, my nomadic parents had us moved.

I will never understand them.

I’m only eleven, my body started puberty and I can’t outlive it because my parents get this urge to randomly move us from here to there.

This is such bullshit!

I wanna be a pre-teen, watch anime and talk about it with friends. Play Duel Monsters and beat asses. Cosplaying and playing video games and dear heaven kiss girls, boys, or whatever!

Serena was such a good kisser!

And her red hair was so lovely!

In this hicktown, there aren’t for sure bisexual people like me. Or god forbid lesbians. I don’t think I will like the straight dudes in this town.

I’m allergic to straight.

Yuck!

Okay, jokes aside, why this little shit town?

Couldn’t we move to California, if it was so necessary to move?

I just want to again live on the ocean side.

A loud knock was heard on my door, followed by my Mamma’s voice: “Sweetie? Hon, you all dressed?”

I look up from my Dairy. I’m sitting against my bedframe, knees up, balancing my dairy on them, and writing about my woe.

I close it with my red glitter pen between the two pages I wrote for today.

“Yes, Mamma, you can come in.”, I let her know.

Not a second later both my parents enter my room.

“Hey, princess. How do you like your new room?”, ask me my Papà.

I look around the half-finished room with the still-to-open cartons. It was bigger than my room in Seattle for sure.

“It’s all right.”, I decide.

This makes my parents smile happily.

At least they are happy.

“I know it's a big change for all of us, but ... princess, do you ... REMEMBER why we moved to this quiet little mountain town?”, wants my Papà to know.

I frown and rub my head.

That’s actually a good question.

It is all sort of a blur.

I have this sometimes. That I forget things, and can’t remember them.

Don’t know why, it has always been like this.

I learned to live with it.

The most I remember from our last day in Seattle is asking beautiful Serena for a second date and she agreed. Then going with my gang to Game Stop to buy some more children’s card games and then…then I was in our car and my parents told me, that we are moving to South Park.

Yeah, that’s about it.

The rest is a black blurb.

I rub my head harder and feel a headache forming. It’s better to stop thinking about it.

“Because you got the itch to move again.”, I answer my parents with sass.

Normally I would get called out, but strangely my parents seem to be happy about it and are whispering to each other. I can’t quite grasp what they mumble to each other.

A frown forms on my face.

If this is not suspicious, I’m straight.

“Uh, sweetie, we want you to have lots of fun here.”, turns my Mamma back to me. ”Why don't you go out and make some friends?”

“Right, get outside and PLAY, princess. Like ... like normal kids.”, adds my Papà.

“Why do you have to say it like that?”, I wonder and frown deeper.

My Mamma gives Papà a little whack on the head, which makes him whine and rub the hurting spot.

“Don’t listen to your Papà, he is just being silly, right, Chris?”

“Sure, Kelly.”

“We've got some money for you on the kitchen counter, sweetie.”, informs me, Mamma. “Just ... be back before it gets dark.”

Not like I have anything better to do than to whine at my dairy. Maybe I walk will do me good. I hardly doubt I can make friends with these hicktown children.

I’m way too queer for them.

So I put my dairy on my night table and nod.

“Of course, Mamma. I love you both.”

Even if you drag me around all of America.

“Yeah, we love you too.”, say’s Papà for both of them and they leave my room with small smiles on their faces.

I put my hands in the pocket of my pink hoodie and sign.

Well, let’s go, shall we?

I sigh loudly and watch how my breath turns white in front of me.

I’m not fucking Elsa and the cold fucking bothers me anytime!

My parents know I love warm places more, but no we had to move to this snowy hicktown.

I hate everything.

I’m glad I put my black jacket over my hoodie and gripped a pink wool hat before I got out of the house.

Dear Ra, how can people survive in this climate?

I walk down the little path to the sidewalk and for the first time today, something interesting happens.

On my left side, a little barricade is up, with a red flag, and written on it is No Humans.

Well, that IS unexpected.

What could this mean?

I decide to go right, maybe I will find some clue about what that is about.

That is when I see two little fourth-graders, one dressed as an elf and the other in a long blue robe, fighting against each other.

These little dudes seem to give their all.

“You shall die by my Warhammer, Drow Elf!”, yells the blond-haired boy.

“Nuh-uh!”, disagrees the Drow Elf.

“I banish thee to the forest realm!”

“No way, I banished you first! AHA! You can't hold out much longer!”

“Help! Somebody!! I can't hold out much longer!! Heeeeelp!”

This is all very interesting I decide and has surely to do with the sign I saw. Are they LARPing, perhaps?

Anyway, this hicktown turned exciting from 0 to a solid 8.

I must know what this is about.

But for that, I should help the little blond dude.

So I grip the Drow Elf by his clothes and tear him away from the blond boy.

“Hey, no fair. That's cheating. I'm gonna tell my mom.”, whines the Drow Elf and runs away.

Probably to his mom.

The little blond-haired boy smiles up at me, I’m at least a head taller than him, and says: “Thanks, kid. I didn't realize he had a health potion. My- my name is Butters the Merciful. I'm a paladin. I live right next door to you. We should be friends!”

LARPing, called it!

I can live with that!

“It’s whatever.”, I wave Butters off. What kind of name is this anyway? Weird. “And sure let’s be friends.”

This makes the little dude happy and I get a new Facebook friend. Why this always happens when I meet new people I haven’t the faintest idea.

It’s one of a weird me things that I don’t get.

“Now that we're friends, you should speak with the Wizard King! He's been talking about your arrival. The Wizard lives this way. In the green house, over there.”

“Sure, why not?”

Not like I have anything better to do and I like LARPing. It is really fun.

So I follow Butter, while he asks me questions.

“Hey, where are you from?”

“Was born in Washington D.C., but never really lived there.”

“Where'd you live before moving here?”

“Seattle.”

“Do you like Colorado?”

“To snowy for my taste.”

“Why are you wearing your hair like that?”

“I like bob-cuts. Long hair takes way too much time to groom it.”

“You don't talk much, do ya?”

“Meh.”

“That's ok, I can talk for both of us!”

You surely do Butters. The little fourth grader is amusing. Really happy-go-lucky it seems.

We reach the green-colored house and my new friend knocks. A little fat kid who tries his hardest to be a wizard opens the door.

With my super detective skills, I detect that this must be the Wizard King. Yet, Butter screams it to the heavens.

At least they seem dedicated to their LARPing.

“So, you are the New Kid.”, guesses the Wizard King right. “Your coming was foretold by Coldwell Banker. I am the Wizard King. But the time for talk is not nigh. Let me show you my kingdom.”

“All right.”, I just say and follow the two smaller boys into the house.

“Ohh, who's your new friend, Eric?”, asks a brunette woman the Wizard King.

“Shut up, mom, not now.”

The Wizard King or Eric seems to be kind of a dick. I would never talk to my parents like that.

“Hello, ma’am, nice to meet you.”, I greet her with my best smile.

She can’t even answer as Eric tells me that she isn’t part of the game and I shouldn’t talk to her.

Wow, rude much?

He is a dick.

Still, I follow him and Butter to his backyard. I’m way too curious about what’s there.

“Welcome ... to the Kingdom of Kupa Keep!”, presents me, Eric, his backyard.

I must say, you see that the kids tried to make their best what they had and it’s kinda okay. Can’t expect a masterpiece from 10 years old.

So I simply say: “Nice, dude.”

The answer pleases Eric and he gives me a tour. First, he leads me to the Armory where a brunette boy with a silver helmet stands.

“Our weapon shop here is tended by Clyde, a level 14 warrior.”, tells me, Eric.

I give Clyde a wave and we move to the stables.

“Here you can see our massive stables, overseen by the level 9 ranger Scott Malkinson, who has the power of diabetes.”

What kind of power is diabetes?

From what I know it is a really huge hassle.

I nod to Scott and follow Eric to…Princess Zelda?

The person now before me wears a costume and a blond wig which reminds me a lot of her.

Is Link somewhere too?

Princess Zelda rip-off twirls one of her fake blond locks around her finger and gives a soft giggle.

She pats her eyelashes at me.

I have a feeling she is flirting with me…well she has really beautiful blue eyes from what can I see since her face is covered mostly by her orange parker.

 “And here, of course, is the breathtaking and lovely Princess Kenny. The fairest maiden in all the kingdom.”, presents Eric her. “Don't ask why Kenny wanted to be a chick, it's just how he seems to be rolling right now.”

Ah, so the princess is actually a boy!

So either he/she is genderfluid or attracted to more than one gender or both since she is clearly hitting on me.

I’m damn happy that there is at least one queer kid in this town!

So nothing bad with flirting back.

I give her a wick and she giggles more behind her hand.

Nailed it.

I decide to talk to her.

“Hey beautiful, how it’s going?”, I ask her and path my own eyelashes.

Again she giggles cutely and…she wishes for a flower? Her speech is so muffled thanks to the parker that I only understood a part.

Where do I get a flower now?

I look around the kingdom and see a daffodil. That we will do!

Quickly I pick it up and present her the flower with a bow.

She gasps happily, taking it.

“A daffodil for me?? Teeheehee, you shouldn't have.”

“Its beauty is nothing against yours, your highness.”, I flirt, which makes her wave her hand before her face and I can see that she is turning red.

Still got it.

“Hey New Kid are you done now? We got shit to do.”, calls the Wizard King for my attention.

I send the princess a kiss and join up with him and Butters.

“You have been sought out, New Kid, because humans everywhere are in great danger. I need something from you and, in return, I am prepared to allow you into my kingdom. I know you are very excited. It's time for your first quest, but first - please tell us thy name.”

“I’m Novella-Karin Campo. But people mostly call me N.K.”, I introduce myself.

Both Eric and Butters stare at me. What’s up with that look?

“That’s a really-“

Butters can’t even finish his sentence, as Eric starts to laugh like a manic holding his chubby belly.

“Hahahaha, that’s the douche’s name I ever heard for a dude! Hahaha, New Kid, your parents must fucking hate you. Hahaha!”

…Did he just call me a dude?!

Oh jeez, not again!

People sometimes mistake me for a boy, I don’t know why.

I clearly look like a girl, even if I have a bob cut!

For Ra Sake, I already need to wear a bra! And both my ears are pierced!

Why is this happening again?

I open my mouth to tell chubby that I’m female and identify as one, as I see how Butters shakes his head and makes Aport-the-mission signs.

Clearly, I shouldn’t correct Eric.

Oh, I have a feeling, and also thanks to Butters, that Eric doesn’t let girls play with them.

But I wanna play with them.

So I have to pretend to be a boy.

Oh well, if Kenny a boy can be Princess Zelda, then I a girl can be Link. I still have somewhere my old Link cosplay from last year’s Comic-Con.

It’s not tragic.

Eric finally calms down from his laughing and grins wicked.

I don’t like this face.

“You know what N.K., since you already have a douche name I think it’s fitting for you to be called…Douchebag!”

Asshole.

I grit my teeth and fight against the urge to punch this fuckers face in.

What one endures, just to not die of boredom!

“You will now choose a class: Fighter, Mage, Thief, or Jew.”

“Jew?”, I repeated confused.

How can be Jew a class in a LARPing, isn’t it more a religion?

“Jew, huh? So I guess we'll never really be friends.”

“No, I was just surprised to hear that!”, I tell him. “I take the mage.”

“Then we welcome to our kingdom Douchebag the Mage!”, proclaims Eric.

Butters cheers for me, meanwhile I plan how I can take revenge on Eric for dubbing me Douchebag. If I ever get the chance to kick his ass, I will take it, whatever I have to do!

Butters hands me the Mage gear and I decide that I definitely will go home and put one of my cosplays on.

I have a beautiful Dark Magician Girl Cosplay, sadly I think I should probably go with Link for the time being.

So long till I get what beef Eric has with girls and how I can make myself so valuable in this game that he doesn’t kick me out from it.

It is quite clear that Eric calls the shots here.

Just my luck.

Now he wants from me that I get a weapon, so I walk over to Clyde.

“Would you like to see my wares, weary traveler?”, ask me the brunette boy. “Perhaps you would like to hear tips and rumors for two dollars?”

I have a feeling that this is a scam, so I just ask him to show me his weapons.

Sadly it seems I can only buy the twig since the weapons have levels and my level is apparently too low.

I give the kids this, they are really creative.

With my new weapon, I return to Eric. Time to learn how to fight!

Next

Updates: 23.05.2023

Hi, my loves!

I update my South Park story. Chapter 3 is now online and ready to read!

Also, I have been working on redoing chapter 8 of Isekai'd as Chloe. I'm just unsure what I can add since the chapter is too short for my taste.

Anyway, I will concrete for now on South Park and Isekai'd as Chloe.

For now.

It can change any day, like how I'm feeling XD

Please enjoy my crappy writing!

Till the next update!