"Does anybody HAVE internet?!" Your father, Randy Marsh, went storming outside, throwing his hands in the air like some mental asshole

"Stan? Are we ever gonna use the internet again?" You ask your older brother, Stan Marsh.

He looked at Shelley, who was crying and freaking out about not having contact with her online boyfriend

He hesitated for a moment "Um... yeah. We'll get it back..." He nodded with a sigh

Randy ran back to the family

"We need to leave!" He said with widened eyes

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You sat in between your older sister and brother as you all drove away from South Park with all your stuff. You hugged your bunny plush close and cried quietly, as you'll never see Tricia again

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It's been 12 days, and you all been living in a tent in sleeping bags. It was a cold night this time. Randy was out somewhere, Sharon was sleeping peacefully, Marvin was just sitting there in his wheelchair, not blinking, and Shelley was crying in her sleep. You shivered slightly as you looked up at Stan, who rubbed your back, trying to comfort you

"It'll be okay... everyone's going to have internet soon once they figure out how to deal with the internet itself." Stan said in a soft tone, trying his best to comfort you. He wasn't amazing at comforting... but he'd try for his one and only little sibling. ...Who actually cared