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Rumours spread like wildfire in South Park, and this powers were only amplified on school grounds. Iit didn’t take longer than the second period for Butters to hear the news. Like if confirming the newly learnt rumour could save his life, the blond teen ran as fast as his legs would allow him though the school hallways, ignoring the ‘no running’ signs plastered all over the bulletins. He busted through the cafeteria doors and rushed towards one of the tables, where the gang known as ‘Craig and those guys’ were eating their lunch. 

Out of breath but full of curiosity, Butters asked as he leaned on the table for support. “Token! Token! Is it true!? Are you organizing the biggest and coolest Halloween party in South Park’s history this weekend!?”

Everyone in the table, from Craig to Jimmy stopped paying attention to their school lunch to now questioningly stare at their rich friend. Clyde was the first one to talk, with the same enthusiasm Butters had. 

“You did!? And you didn’t invite your bros?!” 

Oh yes, a Halloween party. Time ago were left the traditions of dressing up as pop culture icons to ask for candy door to door, and instead the South Park kids, rather teens, chose to dress up pop culture icons and go on parties without candy. Just one step closer into adulthood. 

Token gave his friend a glance full of disbelief before shaking his head and turning back to the blond teen to firmly deny it. 

“I did not. Where did you hear that from, Butters?”

“W-well. Everyone in school is talking ‘bout it!” He raised his hands and moved them from side to side to emphasise it. ”They also said you’re inviting everyone, from our grade that’s it.”

“Goddammit. Who started this rumour?”

Like if he had been called, or had omnipresent powers, a big boned figure came looming behind Token. 
“Here he is, the man of the hour!” Cartman announced with his ‘innocent’ voice that was sickeningly sweet. He wrapped an arm around Butters shoulders as he pointed towards the black student.  
“Can you believe it, guys? Token is such a cool friend that he is organizing a Halloween party for all us in his house. And with his and every other parent gone in their own party it’s going to be the wildest and kweeelest party ever! There better be some good refreshments in there, Token. If you catch my drift.”

“Of course it was you Cartman. Call this thing off before I--
Eric pushed the tiny blond away before changing his voice to his more common demanding tone. 

“Too late, asshole. Everyone already knows about it and said they are coming. We even made it an official event on Facebook with its own page and have a video of you inviting the class to the party. So you better start getting everything in order, unless you want to look like a pussy to the whole class.”

Once again Cartman’s tone change. This time to the ‘business transaction in progress’ one. Calmly explaining instead of demanding the next steps to Token. 
“The decoration and everything are being delivered to your house this Friday, a DJ will arrive to your house on Saturday at 7 PM. Kenny will take care of the alcohol and if you need anything call up Kyle so we can arrange it.”  Cartman left and seeing that he had nothing else to add, Butters also left on his separate ways.
   
“Can’t wait for the party, you guys.” Clyde smiled back at his group before he was kicked from under the table by Token. 


Kyle shut close his locker as his three friends gushed over their current success. “This is going to be sweet you guys. This might be my best plan yet.” Cartman boasted, just increasing the sense of guilt on the red headed teen. 

“I still feel like a dick for tricking Token like that. Maybe if we had just asked him--” 
Cartman let out a tired groan before pointing an accusing finger towards Kyle. 

“Again with this shit Kahl-- We’ve been through it like a thousand times. His house is the biggest but he is such a fucking goody two shoes that he would never allow *us* to organise a party in it.”

Stan stepped between them to defuse the situation. “You know I hate to say this dude, but fatass is right. What’s done is done anyways. We already made our parents organise their own Halloween party so Token’s place is free for the weekend. Not to mention all the shit Kenny and I went through to get that Hardwell guy to come this weekend.”

Kyle was not impressed in the slightly by his friend's attempts to reason with him. 

“Don’t act like you are impartial to this, Stan. You were the first one on board because Cartman promised you that you’d get back with Wendy if all went according to plan.”

The raven haired teen flustered and quickly denied. “I-It is not about that! All I want is a sweet party.” 

“Guys, guys! This is not about Stan fucking Wendy! It’s all about all of us fucking! Do all of you want to be virgins before we go to college? We’ll be the fucking losers for the rest of our lives if we don’t get laid before going off to college.”

“Hmm hmff hmmmm.”

“Shut the fuck up Kinny, you liar. I know you are a virgin as well.”

Eric sighed before pulling the other three closer into a secret huddle. 

“Listen. This is our only chance to get with a girl -or boy I don’t judge Kahl- no strings attached before the end of the year.” Kyle glared at Cartman and mumbled under his breath 

“With the alcohol,the masks and sexy outfits all we have to do is play our cards right this Saturday. This will never backfire--”

“So this is what the party is all about.”

All four let out different levels of screams and yelps as they were surprised by Craig’s voice, before turning around to meet eye to eye with him.  
“What the fuck Craig!? Jesus Christ how is a guy your size so fucking invisible?” Stan demanded to know though he knew there was no good answer for that. 

“Are you going to tell Token?” Kyle asked more concerned about the state of their plan. To which Craig just shrugged and monotonously responded.  

“No point in doing it now. I saw the video you put together for the invitation. Not a bad job with the voice, but the background changing every second breaks the immersion. Though none of the comments seem to catch that.” Saying that he took out his phone and pressed play on a video of choppy cuts of close ups of Token talking. 

“Hey guys. This is. Token Black. And. I’m. Inviting. You! Two. My. Awesome! Hall. Ow. Win. Party. This Saturday. We’ll have. Some music. Food and. Costumes. Contest. With a. Price. Also. Girls. Need. Sex. Eee!. Costumes. Catch you later!” 

Both Stan and Kyle stared in disbelief, Eric was the one that took care of that and it was shit.  And worse of all, it worked. 
Craig put his phone back on his pocket and with the same energy from before -none at all- he continued. 

“I don’t care if it's part of your plan to get your dicks wet. But I’m winning that contest because I want the price and as a fuck you to all of you. See you later, dicks.” He turned around and walked back towards class, leaving the four kids speechless mostly out of confusion. 

“Well-- Fuck you too, assmuncher!” Eric finally came with a retort a little bit too late. And just was his luck, that as soon as Cartman shouted it, PC Principal walked in. The Principal removed his Oakley glasses as he glared towards the fat teen.
“Oh uh.”

Cartman had to spend the rest of his afternoon in detention writing an essay on why it was wrong to use the slur ‘assmuncher’ towards a gay student.