Out in South Park

Rosalynn is not your average teenager. She loves to draw, skateboard, hang with the guys, and is quite innocent. Her dad's job requires her family to move quite often, so when he lets them know the day after school ends for the summer that they have to move. No one is really surprised. They pack up and head out of California to a small little town in Colorado called South Park. Rosalynn has no trouble getting friends, but what happens when she falls for one? Why does she feel so close to everyone right off the bat? Why is South Park such a weird town?
(The cover art I did not draw. It's from Deviant Art by the user kamaniki. I also do not own any of the South Park characters and landmarks that I will use, obviously. That credit goes to Trey and Matt.)
[Until I get time, this is unedited. So for typos and mistakes like that. I'll get around to it.]


20. Princess Kidnapping

*Three Days Later*

“It’s a beautiful day out,” I smile as another person goes to get baptized in the small pond behind the church.

“It is,” Kenny grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. “Too bad we have to spend it here, watching and old guy dunk people in the pond. Well, a sad excuse for a pond.”

“Starks’s is better.” I sigh, “And they’re being baptized.”

“How many more?”

“Like two. Then we can head straight to Tweek Bros Coffee.”

“This has been going on for hours though.”

“You are so impatient. It hasn’t even been two hours. Stop being a baby.”

“Shut up. I just like being able to do whatever I want. Not being tied to one place. I’m wasting my day sitting here. Wasting my life.”

I roll my eyes, “I can’t believe you. Then don’t come.”

“And miss being with you, I’ll keep coming and complaining.”

“Of course you will. And I’ll have to put up with it.”

“Uh, yeah. Unless you don’t sit next to me, but you wouldn’t do that. You love sitting next to me.”

“I do. I love being near you.”

“Hm,” he hums. “And I love you.”

*A Few Hours Later*

“Why didn’t you tell me you could draw, Tweekers?” I ask, sliding in next to Tweek in a booth way in the back of Tweek Bros Coffee.

The guys sent me away after starting to talk about something not safe for my ears.

“Oh, I guess, it j-just never came up,” Tweek sighs. “I’m not good anyways.”

“Not good? I love your style.”

“Oh, t-thanks.” Tweek draws very cartoonish, and I love it. “How come you’re over here?”

“The guys sent me away because they’re talking about porn or something.”


I giggle, “I don’t actually know what they’re talking about.”

“Oh. Well, sorry for the small batch of cookies today.”

“It’s okay. Say, can I draw my version of what you’ve drawn?”

“You can draw?”

“Yeah, it’s one of my few passions. So, can I?”

He pushes the paper and pencil over to me. “Go ahead.”

I pick up the pencil and get to work. Tweek’s drawing has enough elements for me to draw it in my style.

It takes about ten minutes, and it turns out pretty well.

“That’s way better than mine, Rosa,” Tweek smiles.

“I can help you develop your skill, Tweekers,” I ruffle his hair. “Does that sound good?”

“I’d like that.”

I give the boy a quick kiss on his cheek. “Okay, first you need to chill a bit, and don’t think everything needs to be perfect.”

“I’ll t-try.”

“Good. Let’s try it then.”

*Three Days Later*

“That’s really good, Princess Rosa,” Kyle kisses my cheek.

“Thanks,” I smile. “Just a doodle, if I’m being honest.”

After a week or so back in the Elven Kingdom, a tent was set up for me. It is right next to Kyle’s, and only fits a cot, desk and chair. The cot has a nice pillow and fluffy blanket on it. The only thing I am waiting for is winter. I want to know what’s going to happen to all our stuff.

“Are you enjoying being able to draw? I’m sure we can send you out on missions if you want,” Kyle places a hand on my shoulder.

“No, I’m fine. For now. I’m enjoying having time to draw and the peace and quiet.”

“Okay. So, you don’t want to go on a walk with me?”

I giggle, “I’ll go on a walk with you, my king.”

“Oh, you don’t have to.”

I quickly clean up my art items and then stand up. “I can’t spend my whole day in here.”

“You’re really pretty,” Kyle blurts out.

“Why, thank you,” I link my arm with his. “You’re handsome, King Kyle.”

“You like my red hair, don’t you?”

“You do rock the red hair,” I reach up with my free hand and mess with a few strands of Kyle’s hair. “I really like how you have some showing at all times.”

He smiles, “The hat is just too small, that’s it. It’s the same for all the guys with hats.”

I let my hand fall back to my side. “I find it very cute.”

“Let’s just go on our walk.”

*The Next Day*

“I’m just trying to get home, Craig,” I sigh, adjusting my backpack.

“The game’s done for the day?” Craig questions.

“For me, yes. What are you even doing our here? So far from Kupa Keep.”

A smirk plays on his lips as he takes a step closer, “I’m a part of Clyde’s Fortress now, since Cartman was being too big of an asshole.”

“Oh, that’s not surprising. I was waiting for something like that to happen. He’s kind of a dick. I thought you were too, but, I don’t think you’re that bad anymore.”

“I can be bad,” he takes another step closer to me. “And kidnapping the Elven Princess is pretty badass.”

I smile, “It is. Hm, you’re looking very hot in your costume, Craig,” I reach out and grab one of his hands in both of mine.

“You’re just saying that. We all know you love Kenny.” Craig’s wearing a tan shirt and black pants; he has a brown cap and a belt across his body with pouches; he still has his blue chullo hat on but with a brown chinstrap attached.

“Damn in. Fuck it all,” I let go of his hand. “Kidnap me then. Can you just do it tomorrow? I really have to get home.”

“Fine. I’ll pick you up at your house tomorrow then.”

“Thanks a bunch, “I lean in and kiss his cheek. “I do like your costume.” I step past him and continue down the sidewalk to my house.

“Thanks then Rosa!” Craig shouts after me. “You look good in that dress!”

“Oh, I fucking know!” I laugh.

*The Next Day*

“This is fucking awesome,” I smile as Craig leads me into Clyde’s backyard.

Small tents are scattered about, and in the middle is a fortress. Not a tree house, just a playhouse on steroids. There’s a ton of kids talking and training. Three groups are now up, it’s crazy how far this game has come. This weird simple game.

“Took us a while to set it all up,” Craig says. “Totally worth it though.”

“I don’t doubt it.”

Craig grabs my hand and starts dragging me somewhere. “You won’t be exploring though.”

“Taking me to a prison cell, eh?”

“No, a room for a princess awaits you in the fortress.”

“Oh, how very kind of you,” I roll my eyes.

We enter the fortress, quickly going up some stairs and into a room.

It’s a nice sized room with some sort of bed, desk, and chair. A window is letting a nice amount of light.

“Hm, my holding cell is quite nice,” I smile and sit down on the bed thing.

“You willingly came with me,” Craig sits down in the desk chair.

“I guess,” I smooth out my dress. “Say, you guys should go get Princess Kenny.”

“So you two can fuck? No thank you.”

“We don’t do that!”

“Calm down,” he smirks. “I was just kidding.”

I cross my arms over my chest. “Sure.”

“Don’t be mad.”

“I can be whatever I want.”

“Won’t be fun if you are.”

Excuse me?”

“Just cheer up, and maybe I’ll show you around.”

“And if I don’t?”

“We’ll just stay in here all day.”

“Can I have something to eat?”

“Will you cheer up?”

“Yes,” I smile.

“I’ll be right back then.”

*The Next Day*

“Holy fucking shit,” I smile as Kenny takes down the last guy that was holding me captive. They were taking me to Stark’s Pond for some reason.

“Princess!” Kenny exclaims, rushing to me, picking me up in his arms, and twirling me around. “I went to the Elven Kingdom to take you to my house for lunch. I’m glad I found you.”

I giggle and nuzzle my face into his chest. “They took me two days ago. It’s been crazy.”

“So, I guess we’ll just head to my house now,” he sets me down and grabs my hand.

“Sounds lovely,” I lean into him.

“It’s just going to be cold meat sandwiches,” he sighs.

We start walking to his house, leaving my captors to groan in pain.

“That’s okay,” I intertwine our fingers. “As long as I’m with you I’ll be happy.”

“We might have chips. My mom is bringing in good cash from the Olive Garden so we can finally buy more things.”

“That’s good. Hm, when school starts I’m thinking about getting a job at the diner.”

“That sounds lame.”

“Kenny,” I give him a shove. “That’s mean. I’d look so good in the waitress outfit anyways.”

“I’ll agree with that.”

“You should get a job.”

“I do odd jobs all the time, I bring in good money. I split it three ways: gas, bills or food or whatever, and savings.”

“How long have you been doing that?”

“A couple years. Hm, five or six I think.”

“Well, good for you, Kenny. You should do some odd jobs for my house. Shirtless lawn mowing that end with me giving you tea or some shit. Or shoveling our driveway when it snows, and that would end with me giving you hot chocolate. Then, we can make-out in my room.”

Kenny laughs, “You know, that actually sounds quite nice. God idea, Princess.”

“Thank you.”

“You like looking at my body, don’t you?”

“Um, fuck yeah.”

“I can’t wait to see your body. There’s no doubt in my mind you’re beautiful.”

“That’s sweet. I mean, you’ve seen me in a bikini.”

“I have, and that was fucking amazing.”

“So, you’ve almost seen all my body.”

He leans down and kisses my temple, “Almost isn’t good enough. But I’ll wait until you’re ready to show me. Of course, since I’m a gentleman and love you.”

“And I love you,” I smile. “You’ll see it soon enough.”


Last chapter of today! Over halfway down with the story now. That's so crazy to think about. Hope you're liking it! :D

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