You know, this story started with a oringinal story I was writing that seemed so much like Pip and Damien. So I just changed it to a fanfiction. I pracrastanated on doing it, but a REALLY cute picture of trhe two together made me finally do it. Pip and Damien are my favorite South Park couple!
Warning: It's a South Park Fanfic, so you should expect some type of foul language.
Disclamer: I don't own a damn thing. Wish I did. But I don't. I do own Seth though.
Title: Yin and Yang
Summary: Damien and Pip have been friends for quite some time. Damien has always protected Pip sence it seems he wont do it himself But Pip get's tired of Damien's "Mother Bear" Protection, and actually defends one of his own bullies. Making Kyle, Kenny, and Stan rethink the way they treat the two. Cartman however could care less about how he treats people and how it affect them in the long run. Can they all be friends, or at least decent to one another, or where they born to be enimies. PipXDamien
Chacrather Discrption
Name: Seth
Age: 22
Height: 6"1
Relation: Pip's uncle - from his dad's side
Appearence:
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Personalaity: He kind've a laid back type of person. When Pip's not with Damien he's most likely with his Uncle Seth. Because there's only a six year difference between him and Pip they act more like brother's then uncle and nephew.
(I'll add more as the story goes on)
' ' Thinking
" " Talking
italics empasis on word
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Title: Yin and Yang
Chapter 1: Violent Tendentcies
Pip. He's always been a happy boy. Nothing seems to ever bring him down. Even though he's only had one friend, who claims the only reason he puts up with Pip is out of pity. He's been bullied ever sence he could remember, and by the same four kids. Cartman, Kyle, Stan, and Kenny. But he's used to it by now. No one seems to like him anyway.
Pip ran down his stairs, jumping a few along the way. On his way to the kitchen, he stopped by the laundary room to dry his shirt for the day. After tossing it in the dryer he made his way to the kitchen. His mother and father were already at the dinner table.
"Good morning!" His father mearly looked up from his newspaper and nodded.
"Good morning Pip." His mother chirpped. "Did you sleep well?" She patted him on the head on her way the the coffee machine.
"Yes Ma'am!"
"Good lord Pip, why are you walking around half naked? Wheres you shirt?"
"It's in the dryer dad." Pip put his toast in the toaster and sat down at the table to start his breakfast.
"I thought I told you to finish the laundary last night?" His mother said sternly.
"Patty, leave him alone. He probally has a good excuse."
"But Roger," She looked at Pip before moving closer to her husband. This time when she talked, her voice was a little quieter. "Haven't you noticed he's been messing up a lot lately. Dropping stuff, forgeting improtant things, oh huney the list goes on and on. He's also gotten skinnyer."
"I know, I know, But if we keep bugging him we'll only smuther him."
"I hope you're right." She sighed and returned to her coffie.
As much as Pip hates to admit it, his mom is a tipical snob. Rich and spoiled rotten. There's no cure for that. She has always gotten her way. unlike his father who works hard as a lawer. He earned the money he has. When they got married she left all her money, and started a family with him. Because of compications she can never bear children. So they did the next best thing. They adopted Pip.
"Whatever mom. I gotta go." Pip pushed his food away and headed for the door.
"To where may I ask?" She knew the answer, but wanted to hear it from him.
"The laundry room." He gave a fake smile.
"You know what I mean."
"Damien's." Patty put her hand to her forhead dramatticly. "Mom, he's not that bad! So he has a...few bad habbits."
"Smokeing, drinking, stealing, cussing, fighting, Pip that boy is a bad influence on you. I could tell the first time you brought him over here."
"He's the only friend I have. And he only acts that way cause he had such a hard life." Pattey took her seat at the table.
"Hard life or not, I just want you to stay away from him." Pip sighed. "Did you hear me!?"
"Yes ma'me." Pip hated lieing to his mother, but all he has to do is act like he's listening and she would get off his back. Simple enough. His mother nodded signaling that he could leave now. Once he was out the room he rushed to get dressed so he could go pick up Damien. The only person that would drive him to Damien's house without telling his parents is his uncle Seth. Seth aggreed, like he always did. and drove the blond to his bestfriends house.
"Good morning Damien!" Pip has always been a morning person.
"Go home." Damien growled.
"Nope, I'm here to pick you up for school. My uncle's giving me a ride." After a few seconds of silence Damien moved to let Pip in. "Oh, I should tell Seth we'll be a minute."
"Hurry up." Damien slapped Pip's back, making him take a few steps forward.
"But, I should at least tell him it'll take a while sence your not dressed and-"
"IN! I'm getting cold."
"Sorry. I don't mean to make you mad, but he's-"
"Shut up." After slamming the door shut Pip knew Damien was already agitated. So to keep from any futher confintation, he slid in a chidish way over to the kitchen as Damien went into his room to finish, well actually, start getting ready for school.
"Um...Damien?"
"WHAT!?" Damien came back fully dressed in his useal all black.
"I...I'm" His voice was barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry. If I'm bothering you. I'll leave." Damien stuck out his arm and stopped him.
"I should punch you in the back of your head." Pip stepped back at his tone. "You know for a fact that you're the only one I can stand. That and I not a morning person." A smile spread across Pip's face.
"Oh yeah." He laughed at himself. "So where's your mom?"
"Work. I guess. I don't know. Out somewhere."
"Oh. Sorry." Trevor said in a apoligetic tone.
"Don't be. She doesn't care, so why should we." Damien put his arm around Pip's sholders and pulled him torwad the door. "Let's hurry up. We're bout to be late for jail.
By the time they made it to school the bell had already rung, and students were making there way to class. Some were running so not to be late, but the two opposites walkied at a normal pace.
"Damien! Ay, Emo!" Cartman waved his arms trying to get Damien's attention.
"Um...Da-"
"Ignore him." He commanded.
"Damien! Don't act like you don't hear me!"
"But..." All the camotion was starting to make people turn a look. Nosey people wondering what all the yelling was about. "..isn't he one of your friends?"
"You're my only friend. he's just bugging me cause he wants to use my satanic powers." After putting some distance between them and Cartman, Pip spoke.
"What would he use your powers for?"
"I'll see you after class." Damien ignored the question and poped Pip on the back of his head, before running to his own class.
Pip hated his frist period. It was the only class he didn't have with Damien, and sence Damien is his only friend, he has no one there to talk to. Bebe was the only one who was at least semi-nice. He waved sheepishly at her as he passed.
"Pip! Omigod, I forgot to do my homework...can I see yours. I'll be quick. Promise." He dug through his backpack and pulled out the assignment." He laughed nervously.
"You know, you've been forgeting a lot lately." He handed it to her. "You'll remember tonight, right?"
"Yeah yeah yeah." She waved her hand in a gesture that said she was done talking to him. "I'll turn it in for you." She sat down in her seat in front of him.
"No. Just give it back to me when your done. Yesterday you actidentally put it in your binder...and I got a zero." She turned back around to face him.
"You have like, A's in this class anyway. What do you care about a few zeros, God." She glared at him. Pip hated when people were upset with him, so he desided to just leave her alone.
"You're right. I'm sorry." She nodded in agreement then turned back around to finish copying his paper.
After class Damien was not happy at all to hear what happened in first period. Pip always got good grades, and due to that fact others would always take advantage is his kindness by pushing him around.
"What did I tell you about that Barbie!? She's useing you ust to get a good grade!"
"No she's just forgetful. She said she's having trouble at home and can't consentrate." Damien let out a cold laugh.
"And you believed her? How many other people, and answer me seriously, have you doing their homework for them." Pip dropped his head in shame. "I need names."
"What are you going to do?"
"Names." He's voice grew deeper. "I'm just going to talk to them. Promise" Trevor felt relived. He was the only person Pip trusted when saying 'I promise'. One by one Pip told Damien the names, and one by Damien 'talked' to them.
"Kenny McCormick." Damien said as he was standing over him. Kenny was taking Pip's homework between class's because he knew full well he couldn't get it while Damien was around. And all three of them had math together.
Damien was walking through the p.e. locker room when he heard Kenny's name being called. Kenny told his friends that he was skipping and going to early lunch, so he'd hide out in the locker room for a while. Damien couldn't pass up this opertunity. Damien snuck up behind him and pulled Kenny into a choke hold until he fell to his knees, causeing his hood to fall off. After releasing him, Damien put his foot to his chest and slowly pushed him down on his back. He didn't know what to do. He knew better then to fight back with Damien. Kenny was scared speachless and trembling beneath him. Damien was well known for putting his enemies in the hospital, and Kenny was no exception. Damien has already turned him into a duck-bill platapuss before. This time it could be worse.
"What do you want?" Kenny whispered.
"All I ask is that you rethink the way you're treating my friend. He may be a gulliable push over, but that doesn't give you the right to use him any way you choose. Who do you think you are?
"N-Nobody." He replied timidly.
"That's what I thought." Damien stepped back and nudged Kenny with his foot. As he stood up to run away Damien snached him by the hair and pulled him back. "Do you know Cartman? Was that him how just left?" Kenny nodded numbly. "Tell him..." He tapped his chin as in thought. "Tell him I said, stay the hell away from me!" He finally let him go. "See you in fifth period." Damien gave the sweetest smile he could. Sending cills up and down Kenny's spine.
Kenny hid out in the bathroom, and at lunch as long as he could. Anything to keep from facing Damien again. The bell rang, signaling for people to leave lunch and to head back to class. He was about to hide out in the bathroom again, but stopped when he saw Pip. His mind was spinning.
'If Pip's here then Damien can't be too far.' He legs would budge. Fear made his mouth talk before his mind could even think. "Where's Damien?" Pip jumped a little at the voice.
"Oh, Hay Kenny! I didn't know anyone was here." He dried his hands.
"Yeah hi. Well?"
"Well What?"
"Where's Damien?"
"Are you looking for him? Is something wrong?" Kenny tried to calm down. He was talking to fast. He was being to obvious. With his luck Pip would go tell Damien the way he was acting and they both could share a laugh about him, and how shaken up he was about what happened earlier that morning.
"No. You two are just always together. Like attached at the hip or something, I-I just...assumed..." Kenny's voice became less and less confident. Pip laughed alound. 'Is he laughing at me?!' Kenny's mind screamed. "W-what's so funny?!"
"You're right! We-we are like we're attached at the hip." After Pip finally controlled his laughter he noticed something wrong with Kenny. "Kenny?" He seemed to be zoned out. Pip reached out his hand and touched his arm, but pulled away quickly when they touched. Kenny was shaking. Pip seized Kenny's sholders. "What did Damien do?!"
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Wow, I never mean for a first chapter to be long, but it always is. Once I start writing, and have my head phones on, I just keep writing till I get writers block. Or my hand hurts really bad. Like rite now! Owww.
Oh well, I hope yall liked this chapter.
This is my second Fanfic so be honest. I really want peoples opinions. In the wise words of my best friend: Being honest is not being mean. You're just tellin' the truth, and the person should either deal with it or change.
Review!!! Why? Because reviews make me feel good about myself. (cries) N-Eway, I'll update if you do.