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"CRAIG!!" -
"CRAIG!!" - Clyde yelled down a village street - "WHERE ARE YOU?!" -
"It's useless Clyde, we've already covered the ENTIRE village and there isn't a single sign of Craig" - Tolkien said beginning to lose hope.
"No! I'm sure he's out there! It's Craig, he can't be dead!" Clyde replied as his eyes began to fill with water.
"Clyde..."
"LET'S FIND HIM!!" - Clyde said as his tears ran down his cheeks.
"We'll do it Clyde, but Craig is obviously not in the village" - Tolkien said.
"But where else could he have gone? The only place left to check is the..." Clyde paused sharply. "No...Craig wouldn't be such an idiot to go there...would he?" " - Clyde questioned his friend.
"We're talking about Craig, Craig Tucker, and if anyone in this village would dare to go in there, it would be Craig!" - Tolkien stated.
"SHIT! Stupid Craig. When we bring him back I'm going to hit him so hard!" - Clyde said annoyed, because he knew that Craig was there, in that stupid forest.
"We have to go there and find it" - Tolkien said.
"But we don't know anything about combat, Tolkien. We can die there!" - The white-skinned one emphasized.
"Well, we need someone to help us" - Tolkien said.
"Who could help us? Craig was the only one who knew combat, him and...STAN!!" Clyde said.
"Stan, are you sure?" Tolkien asked.
"Sure, Stan is like Craig, only less of an idiot, he'll help us" - Clyde said pulling Tolkien's arm to follow him.
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Stan was leaning against the wall of a barn while playing some notes on his guitar, he really enjoyed being like this, without discomfort, without worries, but his peace and tranquility were interrupted when he was called by his two friends, Clyde and Tolkien.
"Hey, Stan" - The brunette greeted the black-haired man.
"Hey guys. How are you?" Stan asked, he really liked Tolkien and Clyde.
"Well, you know, doing things, hehe" - The brown-haired man said with some nerves.
"I heard about Craig, I'm so sorry, it looked like he was a good friend to you" - Stan said, with his most sincere condolences.
"Ah, yes, poor Craig. You know? A few moments ago I was telling Tolkien what a good friend you are" - Clyde said.
"Really?" Stan questioned.
"Of course! I told Tolkien; Isn't Stan the best friend in the world? I'm sure he would do anything to help a friend" - Clyde said.
"Er... Well; Yes I would!" Stan said confidently.
"I'm glad to hear that because... we need your help!" Clyde said.
"Eh, my help? For what?" - Questioned Stan confused.
"This is stupid, I'll get to the point at once" - Tolkien said already fed up - "Stan, we are sure that Craig is in the forest and we need your help to bring him back" - He said.
"WHAT? Go to the Forest?! YOU ARE CRAZY!!" Stan yelled.
"Go in there!! Craig is probably already dead; I'm not putting myself in danger just to help stupid Craig!" Stan said as he stood up, determined to leave with his guitar.
Until Clyde stopped him by taking his arm.
"Stan, please! Help us, we'll give you anything! Money! I know very pretty girls who would be willing to go out with you! But please help us" - Clyde begged, already on his knees as his tears overflowed for her cheeks.
Stan didn't want to go near that forest but... Seeing Clyde and Tolkien so desperate for help from him made him put his pride aside and help them.
"Okay, I'll help you, stop crying now, Clyde" - He said as he helped Clyde to his feet.
"Thanks Stan; now to find Craig!" Clyde said enthusiastically.
"Wait adventurer, I love your enthusiasm but we have nothing to defend ourselves with" - Tolkien said.
"Oh, that's right, in that case...To Tolkien's house!" - Said Clyde pulling Stan and Tolkien in the direction of the brunette's house.
"Why mine?!" Tolkien asked.
"Dah, your father has a huge collection of weapons, we can use some" - Clyde said.
"My father will kill me when he finds out, but I just hope Craig is okay" - Tolkien said as he followed his friends.
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"DAMMIT!!" -
Craig's life was hanging by a thread because a huge Nahual and an Arpa were chasing him through the forest, Craig was trying to run under the trees to avoid being seen by the Arpa that was following them from the air.
"What do I do?!" - He questioned himself mentally.
Everything seemed lost, the Nahual would not take long to reach him; Would that be the end of Craig Tucker? Well, no, fate gave him a chance to live, Craig while he was running almost when he reached the falls he saw a hollow trunk near some t-shirts, without thinking twice he went in the direction of it and quickly entered the hole, it was enough large enough for him to enter, he felt relieved but it didn't last long because he realized that the trunk already had an owner, a skunk that, seeing that there was an unwanted tenant in his home, released its dew on Craig's clothes . The smell was horrible and disgusting.
Kenny had run after the creature he had seen, he managed to see it approach the whores, so he approached them but when he got there he was greeted by the skunk's spray.
"AAAAH!!! SHIT!" - He said taking his human form again - "That sucks dude!" - He said as he walked away from the log.
Butters landed next to Kenny, he could see him from the skies but failed to make out the creature they were chasing.
"Did you catch it?" - Harp asked the Nahual.
"No," Kenny said.
"Mmm. Can you track him again?" - Butters asked his friend.
"No dude, everything smells like skunk, I can't detect the minty smell" - Kenny said.
Butters was confused - skunk smell? Butters started sniffing the place with his little nose and noticed the foul odor emitting from his friend.
"Eww, you stink Kenny" - He said as he covered his nose.
"Hey, that hurts" - Kenny said.
"N-no, I mean you smell like a skunk" - Harp said.
Kenny at such a comment began to smell himself and sure enough, he reeked of Skunk.
"Guácala, come on bird boy, I'll wash myself in the falls" - He said to then take the minor blond's hand.
"Y-Yeah!" - Butters replied, with a huge blush on his cheeks -.
Both creatures left the place in the direction of the falls, Craig noticing how both creatures were leaving the place opted to come out of hiding.
"Whew, sorry buddy, I didn't know it was your house" - He apologized to the skunk as he exited the log.
What would he do now, what would he do, how would he get rid of the skunk smell, would he have gotten to Stripe....STRIPE!!!!
Craig quickly opened his backpack to check on his little Stripe he was curled up in the backpack, he was asleep, Craig was relieved, Stripe was fine, now the problem was how to get rid of the skunk smell....
After a while he decided to change his clothes and discard the ones the skunk had stunk up, luckily he hadn't stunk up his hood, even with the new clothes on, the smell was still there, great now he would have to go through the woods smelling like a skunk.
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"OK, HERE'S THE PLAN! - Said Clyde putting a parchment on the table - "First we go into the forest, look for Craig, find him, bring him back and we won't go near the forest again" - Explained Clyde showing his drawings on the parchment.
"Clyde, that's the stupidest plan I've ever heard in my fucking life" - Said Stan.
"I agree, you don't even know where the forest starts and where it ends" - Tolkien pointed out.
"Oh. Excuse me but; do either of you two know?" - Clyde asked by way of sarcasm, Stan and Tolkien were silent for a moment.
"Fine, we'll go along with your bullshit plan" - Stan said.
"Yay! Okay, now; let's get weapons and go!" - Said Clyde.
The three took their weapons and went in the direction of the forest, Tolkien took a firearm, Clyde a bow with some arrows and Stan took a sword, this one had a silver handle. The three adventurers reached the forest.
"Well, we are about to do the stupidest thing of our lives" - Stan said.
"We're doing this for Craig" - Said Clyde, putting his hand in the middle.
"For Craig" - Said Tolkien placing his hand on top of Clyde's hand.
They both looked at Stan prompting him to join in.
"Fuck it" - Said Stan as he placed his hand on top of both of theirs.
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"So, there are four missing now?" A plump brown-haired man questioned.
"Clyde hasn't come home!" Mr. Donovan said.
"Neither Tolkien" - Said the Black couple.
"And our little Stanley, we already lost our daughter, we won't lose our little one" - Mr. Marsh explained as he comforted his wife.
"Craig disappeared this morning, no one has found him and now three of his friends are missing," Mrs. Tucker said.
"Well, what do you want me to do if they already said they're not in the village?" - Questioned the chubby man taking a drink of the whiskey he had served.
"We suspect that they are in the forest and we want you to go looking for them, we know you are a bounty hunter and we want your help" - Mr. Donovan said.
"And what do I get?" asked the chestnut.
Mr. Black approached the table where the bounty hunter was and left a bag full of gold and silver coins on it, the chubby man carefully examined the money, stood up and extended his hand to the older Tucker.
"I think we have a deal" - He said.
"The lives of our children are in your hands" - Thomas said shaking hands with the chestnut tree - "I hope you don't disappoint us, Mr. Cartman." -
"Rest assured that it won't be like that, I will return with your children, dead or alive. Pray for them to be alive" - He said as he took the money and left the canteen.
On the outskirts of the canteen there was a group of young people listening to everything that was happening, when they saw Cartman leave they backed away and went to a more distant place.
"W-w-wow, l-lo-looks like the g-gu-guys h-h-have pro-pro-problems" - Jimmy said to Kevin.
"This is like a story from a book, very unreal and intriguing" - Kevin said.
"I-I-I just h-h-hope that ever-ev-everything ends w-well" - Jimmy said.
"Me too, dude" - Kevin answered.
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The three friends were walking through the woods, Tolkien and Clyde were amazed at everything they saw, Stan on the other hand just wished he didn't run into a certain redhead.
"Woooow, the forest is so beautiful, now I understand why Craig came here" - Clyde said.
"Don't get so excited, Clyde. Remember the creatures" - Stan said as he pushed aside some branches that were in the way.
"Calm down Stanley, we come armed and prepared, no problem" - Clyde said, very confident in himself.
"Hey guys, look" - Tolkien said drawing the attention of his friends.
Clyde and Stan walked over to find out what Tolkien wanted them to see.
"What is it, Tolkien?" Stan asked.
Tolkien pointed to the falls that were a few meters from them and they could see the beautiful mermaids playing among them.
"OMG! Mermaids! I thought they were a myth" - Clyde whispered.
"Me too, they're beautiful aren't they?" - Tolkien said admiring them.
"The blonde is gorgeous" - Clyde said.
"What do you say? The brunette is beauty itself" - Tolkien said.
"Whatever you say, friend. To each his own tastes" - Clyde said.
"What do you think, Stan. Which is prettier, the blonde, the brunette, or... the redhead?" Tolkien questioned.
redhead? Red hair, red like blood, like apples, red, the representative color of love, red just like Kyle's curly hair... SHIT! I WAS THINKING ABOUT KYLE AGAIN!!
"Fucking Kyle" - Stan said without thinking, Tolkien and Clyde looked at each other in confusion, and both asked.
"Who is Kyle?" -
Stan realized what he had said, now he had a problem...
What should I tell them?!
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To be continue...