The Amazing Adventures of Storm and Cyra

Ch. 20

Cyra: I'm sick and tired of the f*cking nightmares. God d*mn it!.
Storm: I'm tired of reliving the same stupid thing!!
Wolf: *sitting in corner curled up in a little ball*
Robin: *glancing at her worriedly*
Doctor: Well whoever these people are they threw us off track. And they managed to steal our research. Great thing I make copies.
Wolf: Mine got worse. Anyone else's get worse?
Storm: Nope, the exact same thing over and over again for the past- weeks.
Wolf: Anyways what's the plan? I can't take much more of this.
Doctor: I left the copies somewhere near the controls.
Cyra: Uhh, Doctor.
Doctor: Found them.
Cyra: Doctor.
Doctor: One second.
Cyra: GOSH F*CKING D*MN IT DOCTOR LISTEN TO ME FOR ONE F*CKING SECOND!!!
Wolf: *looks up*
Storm: *looks at Cyra too*
*everyone stares at Cyra :3*
Doctor: What's wrong?
Cyra: We're all f*cking fourth graders except you. Ignorant bastard!
Oliver: Well f*ck.
Storm: Huh this is new
Wolf: Holy sh*t
Storm: I didn't even notice :P
Wolf: Awww Robin you look so adorable XD
Robin: I don't like being adorable :(
Wolf: Ah f*ck I see where this is going.
Oliver: *steps outside TARDIS* We're in south park.
Doctor: That explains why all of us are being bastards. *covers mouth* What the f*ck? *covers mouth again*
Storm: Yay I'm the innocent one!
Wolf: This is f*cking stupid.
Robin: f*ck I'm out of character.
Doctor: All of you need to go to school.
Cyra: No f*ckin way.
Wolf: F*ck no
Robin: You can't make us!
Storm: I like schools :D.
Wolf: not this f*cking school.
Doctor: Go!
Wolf: F*ck no!!
Storm: * clinging to his leg* Don't make us go DX
Darkkly: Oh hey look I'm alive! Ha that was a terrible joke
Doctor: The sooner you go the quicker we can get out of here
Wolf: Ok!
Storm: Yay I don't wanna be a tiny tot!
Darkkly: F*ck we're in southpark
Wolf: Ya don't say?!
Cyra: Won't you need some help?
Storm: *dragging Cyra* I dont wanna be a tiny tot!
Wolf: as long as we don't see fat guy
Doctor: Wolf Darkkly stay I'll need your help
Wolf: Kay
Darkkly: WOO NO SCHOOL!
Doctor: Robin and Oliver you two look like fifth graders.
*at le school*
Mrs. Garrison: Alright class we have two new students in our class, Storm and Cyra.
Cyra and Storm: *sit in le back of class.
Storm: I feel like I should know a garrison
Storm: *looks around class* We don't have a backpack
Mrs. Garrison: *talking about stuff*
Cyra: *passes a note to Storm*
Storm: *reads* *writes Muffin then passes it back*
Cyra: *face palm*
*At le lunch*
Storm: Muffin! *holds up muffin* *eats to the tune of The Num Num song*
Cartman: Everyone Everyone I need your attention.
Kyle: Sit down fat ass!
Cartman: Shut up you stupid Jew!
Storm: Muffin?
Cartman: There is a pile of money outside. And I want everyone to know it's all mine. All mine.
*everyone goes back to eating and talking*
Storm: Is that the boy Wolf doesn't like?
Cyra: Yes.
Storm: Whys his money outside it'll get stolen?
Cyra: Probably.
Storm: *finishes muffin* I like school, school is fun :D
*During le break*
Carman: *stands on tallest object with a megaphone* Everyone, Everyone, We have a situation.
Stan: You shouldn't have left it outside.
Cartman: Shutup! My pile of money which I told everyone specifically rnot to touch is missing.
Butters: So what do you wants us to do.
Cartman: Everyone get into a line leading to the janitor's closet.
Storm: He likes talking
Cyra: He can be mellow dramatic sometimes.
Storm: Wolf said he's b*tchy, does b*tchy mean mellow-dramoohshroom?
Cyra: Some what.
*Storms turn to be interrogated!!*
Storm: Hiya my name is Storm what's your favorite color?
Cartman: Stop talking I'll be the one asking questions.
Storm: Okzers!
Cartman: Where were you at 12:30 pm?
Storm: I think i was eating lunch, or I was talking to Cyra, or I was in class, I was reading in class, I like reading :D
Cartman: Don't play dumb with me, b*tch.
Storm: what do dogs have to do with the situation? I like dogs, but not as much as birds, I like eagles best, eagles are friendly, my friend Wolf likes Wolves, she's very nice, and she likes punching people!
Cartman: You're alibi checks out, you can go.
Storm: ok! Have fun talking to people!
*Cyra's Turn!*
Cartman: Where we're you at 12:30?
Cyra: Walking down the hall to class, and talking to Storm.
Cartman: Where is my money?!
Cyra: I don't know, Fat Boy. You're the idiot who left it outside.
Cartman: Don't call me fat you f*cking dumb*ss
Cyra: You're such a f*cking b*tch you know that.
Mr. Mackey: Erik, what is going on here.
Cartman: This b*tch stole my money!
Cyra: This fat *ss is over reacting!
Mr.Mackey: My office now. Mkay.
Storm: A law was made in 1799 France that made it illegal to wear pants until last year.
Butters: What?
Storm: But only for Women.
*In Mr.Mackey's Office*
Mr. Mackey: Cartman we've talked about this before. Now Cyra I expected more from you. Mkay
Cyra: It's not my fault, Mr. Mackey. Cartman was the one cursig out everyone. I just used some words to get him to stop.
Cartman: You b*tch.
Cyra: What are you going to do, fat boy, hit me?
Cartman: I'll do more than that you little-
Mr. Mackey: If you two can't get along I'll call your parents.
Storm: *sitting outside office drinking a juice box*
Cyra: *walks out*
Storm: Hi! Did they call the doctor? Are you grounded? What happened?!
Cyra: Just got scolded. Fat boy's still in there.
Storm: Uh-oh, can we go home soon?
*Bell Rings*
Cyra: I guess so.
Storm: Yay home time!! *skips out door*
Wolf: You had fun?
Storm: Yep!
Cyra: Went to Mr. Mackey's office.
Wolf: You in trouble?
Cyra: I got into a fight with Cartman. And called him Fat boy, Fat *ss, and a b*tch.
Wolf: High five!
Cyra: *high fives Wolf*
Storm: So what now?
Doctor: This will take a few days so you'll have to go back to school.
Storm: Can we bring Wolf tommorrow??
Wolf: F*ck no.
Doctor: No I'll need her help.
Cyra: And Cartman would make jokes about her apperance.
Wolf: And Cartman would get his fat*ss kicked
Storm: Awww
*Next Morning*
Cyra: To the bus stop.
Storm: Can I be a pirate today?
Cyra: Nope.
*At le bus stop*
Cartman: *Complaing about his stolen money*
Kyle: No one cares.
Cartman: You will care when I'm rich.
Storm: *takes deep breath*
I'm on a bus and, it's not here and, I'm wearing a scarf over my neck, I'm the king of the bus, at stop singin.
Cartman: I see the theif is here.
Cyra: Shut up, fat boy.
Storm: *still singing* BUT YOU DIDNT HAVE TO SKIP MY STOP!!!
AND I..... WILL ALWAYS WAIT HERE!!!! WILL ALWAYS WAIT HEEERE!!
Stan: Why is she singing.
Cyra: No one really knows.
Storm: cause the bus has got us waitin for it again!
*bus arrives*
Storm:........ I'm out of songs
Cyra: Great. I mean oh no.
Storm: good thing I have songs for school! *sings random songs the whole bus ride*
Cyra: If you sing one more song, no muffins for you.
Storm: *goes silent*
Storm: *holding breath*
*At school*
Storm: *still holding breath*
Cyra: You can breath now.
Storm: *le gasping for air*
*in class*
Mrs.Garrison: Okay everyone, it's time for reports.
Storm: What reports?
Cyra: The one we were talking about in class yesterday.
Storm: What was it about again? *digging through backpack*
Cyra: What annoys you the most.
Storm: Oh yea I wrote about kicking the seat!
Mrs. Garrison: Erik, you're first.
Cartman: What annoys me most is when someone steals something then lies about it. *goes into detail about it*
Mrs. Garrison: Good job Erik.
Cyra: Mrs. Garrison if you don't mind could I go next.
Mrs. Garrison: Alright.
Cyra: What annoys me most is when someone accuses me of something I didn't do. *goes into detail*
Cartman: That b*tch.
Kenny: *muffled* You did the same thing.
Cartman: Shut it!
Storm: Can I go next?!? please?!!?
Mrs. Garrison: Go ahead.
Storm: My report is about when people kick my seat, or mess with my seat in any possible way- *goes into detail for a good 10 minutes* And that's why it annoyed me when people touch my seat!
Mrs. Garrison: That's nice Storm ,Butters your next.
*At break*
Storm: I am bored.
Cyra: You always are, go talk to Butters.
Butters: I'm Butters.
Storm: *walks back over to Cyra* Now what?
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