High School had ended and Kyle had nothing to do. He couldn't go home because Ike was having friends over and he didn't want to put up with their annoying questions such as "When someone gets as old as you do they need to put candy wrappers on their wee wee?" and other such things. And everyone his age was at Cartmans house. Kyle had tried to give the show a second chance on Sunday but it sucked balls. He just couldn't get into it. He stood near Cartmans house… should he go in or stay out. How long would everybody be addicted to this pony crap?

"What the hell are you doing?" said someone behind him.

Kyle turned and saw four other people all dressed in black.

"Oh… it's you guys." It was the Goth kids.

"Are their actually people having a party in their?" asked Tall Goth.

"Yeah…"

"How many?" asked Red Goth.

"I don't know. At least twenty people." Kyle replied.

The Goths groaned.

"This is just great!" Kindergoth said sarcastically (Yes I know he's no longer in Kindergarten but who cares).

"You guys we cannot let this continue!" said Girl Goth.

"You guys don't like that show?" asked Kyle.

"No it's fucking retarded." Red Goth pointed out.

"Why aren't you in there?" asked Girl Goth.

"Because I think it's lame. Are you guys going to try and cancel the show?" asked Kyle.

"Why do you think we would try that?" asked Tall Goth.

"Because when you hate something or someone you get rid of it. Everyone knows you burnt down hot topic and sent that vampire kid to Scottsdale." Kyle replied.

"Yeah we're gonna go to Walt Disney Studios and get that show cancelled." Kindergoth said.

"Can I come? I really wanna help stop that show."

"Sure you can come." said Girl Goth.

"What!?" asked Tall Goth. Girl Goth whispered into his ear.

"Relax I'm only bringing along the conformist so we have someone to frame and send to prison if something goes wrong. Besides if guards start shooting at us or something we can use him as a human shield."

"OK you can come but you have to carry our weapons and if something bad happens you take the blame." said Red Goth.

"…OK." Kyle said reluctantly.

SOME TIME LATER…

The daywalker, the midget, the fat girl, the kid with the big nose and the kid with pockmarks on his face were sitting on a bus headed towards Walt Disney Studios. Kyle tried to make conversation.

"So why did you send the vampire kid to Scottsdale?" asked the Jew.

"Because it's the most horrible, most miserable place on the whole planet." Goth Girl stated.

"That sounds like something you Goths would enjoy." said Kyle.

"It's not. It's burning hot and the water tastes like gone off cum." Red Goth said in disgust.

"Yeah and the drivers are worse than anywhere else on the planet." said Tall Goth.

"The town's motto is "There's nothing to do in Scottsdale but drink!". Alcohol is for fags anyway. Alcohol is stupid, people young and old buy it because they think it makes them look cool but we think they're really douche bags and don't deserve anyone's pity!" spat Goth Girl.

"…OK so what else happens in Scottsdale?" asked Kyle.

"There's nothing to do. Almost everywhere on the planet has historical land marks and stuff but Scottsdale just demolishes stuff and puts up a freaking hot topic." Tall Goth said.

"Nothing in Scottsdale is over fifty years old except some of its residents." said Red Goth.

"Wow that sounds like a horrible place to live!" Kyle exclaimed.

"Guys I think we're here." Kindergoth announced.

LATER AT WALT DISNEY STUDIOS…

"I'm sorry but if children don't have an appointment I can't let you in to speak with Mr. Mouse." Said the receptionist.

"Let us in you elderly cow!" spat Girl Goth.

"Why that's mean! You should respect your elders." said the woman.

"Cram it up your ass you prehistoric bitch!" Girl Goth shouted.

"She's not gonna let us in." said the ginger.

"No shit Sherlock." Said Red Goth sounding bored.

Seconds later Girl Goth pulled out a taser and shocked the receptionist.

"Jesus Christ!" exclaimed Kyle.

"Relax she's just knocked out." said Tall Goth.

They started to search the building with Henrietta zapping any guards she saw. Kyle was worried about what would happen when they ran into Mr. Mouse. Kyle wasn't on good terms with the overgrown, annoying rodent.

"In here!" Girl Goth opened a door and the others followed her into Mr. Mouse's office. The mouse looked up from his paperwork shocked.

"Who the fuck let kids in here?HaHa!"

"Shut it you piece of shit!" snapped Goth Girl.

"Mr. Mouse we would like you to cancel Pony With A Blog… Please?" asked the Jew.

"… why the hell would I do that? HaHa! It's had so many viewers! People off all ages watch it! HaHa! So why should I cancel it!...HaHa!"
Girl Goth pulled a pistol out of her coat and aimed it at the rodent.

"Okay I'll cancel just let me get the paperwork…" he said. He grabbed a gun from underneath his desk and started firing at them. Everyone managed to take cover behind the couch in Mr. Mouse's office, Girl Goth tried to get a few shots in but failed.

"What do we do now?" asked Red Goth.

"I don't know she's the only one with a gun!" pointed out Tall Goth "Our knifes are useless. I just hope she brought some ammo with her. All I have is this Mint Berry Gum."

"Wait what did you say?" asked Kyle.

"I said I had Mint Berry Gum."

"That's it! He told me and my friends how to summon him if we needed him!"

"Oh shit…" Henrietta Biggle knew exactly who Kyle was talking about.

Kyle closed his eyes and started to chant.

Oh hear my plea

I need a brave and strong hero

Safe me, Safe me

Defeat this zero!

Kyle waited for several seconds. Henrietta was about to yell at him when…

"Shablagoooooo!"

In a flash of light the hero Mintberry Crunch appeared. He was the only one in Kyle's class who didn't watch PWAB because he had been trying to end hunger in Africa. As soon as he noticed the rodent with a gun he flew over and punched Mickey in the jaw. Then he kicked the rodent in the face before knocking him unconscious with his Minty Breath attack. Kyle cheered and then explained what was going on to Gokzurah. Mintberry Crunch then hypnotised the mouse into cancelling the show with his newly learned Mintotyse attack. He brought them all back to South Park and once again flipped off his fat sister and her dark friends.

"Fuck you! You owe me now!"

"Shut up you little TWERP!"

And so everyone soon forgot about PWAB. Although many teenagers still write about romance stories and all that other bullshit online.

THE END.

Thanks for all the reviews. And here's hoping that one day Disney will start making good TV shows and movies again.