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"Did- Did he just pass out?" Token questions, pointing towards Dov, who's just completely slumped against me at this point.

"Well shit. That's not good. Can't really say I'm surprised though." Stan comments.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask glaring at him.

"That he's been running around and doing a bunch of shit, on only a few nights sleep after basically going without any for the majority of the week." Stan replies with a brow raise.

"Ah right sorry that. Yeah." Why am I so shaken still? Like yeah this shits crazy but we've been through worse haven't we? Or at least I've been through worse.

"Kenny." I look up to meet Kyle's concerned gaze. "What- What happened? I know in this state it usually takes a lot to shake Dova up and the... liquid around his muzzle isn't really reassuring."

I take a deep breath before letting it out in a long sigh. "He... well he didn't mean to obviously but to be fair there wasn't really any other way but- well he didn't mean to be that violent but-"

"Ken." Kyle cuts me off, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. I'm glad that stupid scientist decided to go ahead now. I don't really like anyone seeing me or Dova like this but it's better my friends than my friends and a creepy old lunatic.

"O-okay so b-basically we found Dova's parents-"

"You did? Well that's a good thing isn't it? Where are they?" Butters cuts me off.

I close my eyes and breathe in sharply again. When I open them again I can't meet the others' gaze. "T-that's the thing, they. Well his dad was fine for the most part just, very securely strapped down and naked but his mom... well she had been attacked by ninth graders and she wasn't looking too good and then the machine needed DNA from one of them but a bit of blood and hair wasn't enough and then his parents were arguing and his dad was being a douche bag as usual and-and-and-"

"Kenny! Kenny! S-slow down! Jesus man! J-just take a d-deep breath and hold it okay?" Tweek says coming to place his hand on the opposite shoulder to Kyle. I do as he says and listen to him telling me to breathe in and out slowly.

"B-better?"

"Not really." I admit, still feeling the pit in my stomach and heart in my throat. "I-I dont think I can really get better from this that quickly but thank you anyways."

"It's okay, I don't blame you for feeling like that. I mean this shits been pretty fucking crazy and most of us haven't even seen half of it." Kyle says with a reassuring squeeze to my shoulder. I simple nod in response.

I take one last deep breath before spitting it out. "Dova ripped half of his Dads leg off."

"He f-f-fucking what?" Jimmy asks.

"I- I don't think he meant to-I mean you saw how he was, and that was after I'd calmed him down and-"

"Kenny we know. We all know Dova would never intentionally do something like that. His dad's not..." Wendy reassures me.

"He's alive. Or at least was when we left but he was losing a lot of blood. Probably should've done something about that before we left but I was more focused on getting Dovy the fuck out of there."

"Well in that case we need to hurry the fuck up and get out of here." Craig suggests. Before I can point out the fact that none of us can carry the unconscious mass of muscle and fur that is my boyfriend and really fucking annoying voice interrupts.

"I don't think so guys." That mother fucking son of a bitch is daring to show his face again? "You came all this way just to die Freedom pals."

We all move over to the butt plant room and are met with a barely standing slumped over Cartman. What in the actual fuck? The only thing that's fully upright is his stupid hand puppet.

"More and more I'm starting to actually believe something weird is going on here and I'm not okay with that." Clyde admits. "Like with the whole Mitch Connor thing. Obviously weird shit is-"

"Yeah yeah we got it Clyde." Token waves him off.

"Weird puppet possession or not, It's over fatass! We're gonna tell everyone your insane plan!" Stan shouts.

"And then what will you do? We need each other don't you get it? I create the crime and you stomp it out. You need me. Without me you're all nothing. You need me for a successful franchise." Are you fucking kidding me.

"Oh fuck I get it now" Kyle growls out, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

"But then Alpha Wolf had to come along and try to stop me for good. I had no choice but to have my own superior versions of him built." That's- that's not possible. There's no fucking way they would be able to do that that quickly.

"What have you done Eric?" Timmy asks telepathically.

"WOULD YOU STOP CALLING ME BY THAT PATHETIC SWINES NAME! I AM MITCH CONNOR AND I WILL TAKE OVER YOUR PATHETIC TOWN! THEN I WILL TAKE OVER THE ENTIRE COUNTRY AND THEN THE WORLD! I WILL TAKE YOU DOWN WITH YOUR OWN BEST PLAYER'S DNA!"

Right after Mitch Connor, who I'm now seriously starting to believe really is his own being, says this there's a loud growling noise and a bunch of shaking.

"But his mom said-" before I can even finish my thought, Dovahkiin is coming from behind and bum rushing Cartman.

He's inches away from clamping down on Cartman's pudgy little arm when suddenly one of the multi-assed plants falls on top of him. And let me tell you, he does not sound happy about it.

"I'm baaaaaack"

Oh dear lord. We all turn to see fucking Kyle's annoying as all hell cousin Kyle- at least I think that's who it is. He's fucking even uglier looking now.

For one thing he's absolutely ginormous, and is nearly as tall as this stupid greenhouse, is about as wide as the moon, and is lumpier than a year old potato, and has a shit load of gross looking veins all over him. Overall he's just insanely disfigured and I'd honestly rather be looking at that tentacle mouth monster of an Elder God right now.

"Look at me, Cousin Kyle, I'm a horrific genetic mutation!"

"That is not an Alpha Wolf clone." Scott helpfully points out.

"It's okay, cousin. We'll get you help." Kyle tried to reassure him though he sounds pretty fucking horrified about this whole situation. Don't really blame him, even if he hates him, he is still Kyle's cousin.

I would be concerned about the fact that this fucker slammed a bunch of plants into my Dovy but considering there's a shit load of angry barks and growls coming from the pile, I'd say it's probably better if he's stuck right now.

"Oh but I was able to take down that nasty wolf kid like this! Besides I think this cellular restructuring has affected my brain and I have to attack you now or I'll get a migraine. PREPARE FOR BATTLE WEAKLINGS!"

Well I'm gonna definitely die here.

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End of chapter 37
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An: This is very late and kinda short but in my defense college is a bitch. In the past few weeks I've had an essay due, a test, and now a speech that I'm doing on Wednesday. And I do NOT like speaking in public, even if it's just to a class of 25 or so students. Shits scary.

Oh yeah I also now have a history essay due in a week. So that's fun. I'm also 19 now as of last week.

So yeah things have been happening, and still are happening so if I don't get the next chapter out in a few weeks don't be surprised. If you can't tell I've also kinda been in a bit of an unmotivated funk soooo there's also that.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed and if you did, boop that vote button with your nose, and mayhaps cough up a comment.

🟢Cookie out🟢