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There's a new mom in town

Chapter one: The new Mom and the new home

Kenneth 'Kenny' McCormick

Leopold 'Butters' Stotch

Charles 'Tweek' Tweak

These three young boys were led away from the court room each one so stunned they could hardly move and none said a word; although occasionally Tweek would make a noise which is common for him.

"I don't- don't unstand. What's going on here?" Butters asked he nervously looked to the other boys to the cops that lead them to this sparsely decorated room.

"Were being taken from our parents dude." Kenny said sadly which made it even more difficult to hear him. His head was down so none could see his black eye.

"Oh Jesus really?!" Butters cried he looked to the adults to confirm or deny what his friend just said. "Is that true your tak'n me from my folks?"

The storm that Tweek's mind was in brook, it let lose everything "GHA! What?! NHA T, The the They they dead, are you going to kill US, wh wh what what the fuck-?!" Tweek fainted from stress over load.

"Oh my God Tweek!" Butters cried he rushed to his fallen friend. He gently shock Tweek "Hey Tweek wake up!"

Butters was removed from Tweek "Hey, kid get away from him, he needs room."

Butters didn't put up a fight about being removed but he still was very worried. Kenny stood I the background watching everything unfold in a numb state. A twing of concern ebbed at him for Tweek ad Butters but he wanted answers for himself. "What's happens next?" He muttered his head down.

The door opened and a woman came in with a handful of folders and paperwork. "Oh good your all here." She said. And approached the boys "Oh my goodness what happened here?" She gasped seeing Tweek who was starting to stir.

Tweek awoke to a strange woman hovering above him with things in hand and a small smile on her thin lips. "Gah! What's going on?! Who are you?!"

"Young man you and these boys have been removed from your parents-"

"Will wwweee ever see them again!?" Tweek screamed his spasms were at an all time high. He clamps his hands over his hair; he was ripping hair out and not realizing it.

Butters didn't understand at all. Children only get removed from bad parents, and his are great parents, so therefore a mistake was made "There's been a mistake, I belong with my folks, and they're good parents, really."

"No, mistake has been made. You won't be able to see how you were mistreated till you've been removed." The social worker said.

"But I have been removed and I'm telling you there're great parents!" Butters cried.

"What happens to us now?" Kenny mumbles.

"When you've been removed for a longer time." The social worked snapped at Butters "You three will be place in a foster home-"

"Foster home?! Ah! What's that?! Is that a place where you freeze children?! "Tweek accused his eyes were especially large, filled with fear.

"No, don't be silly young man we are here to help not hurt. A foster home is where children removed from the bad home of their parents or guardians and put in a safe home. "

"Forever?!" Butters and Tweek shouted as one.

"Sometimes you stay till you're eighteen and sometimes when the feels it is the right time you good back to your parents." Social worker woman said "And now meet your foster mother." She noted to a cop who opened the door.

A blonde woman came in blue jeans and dark blue shirt she tucked her long hair behind her ears and approached the boys and the social worker. "Hello boys my name is Margret Anderson and I'm your new mother."

She smiled at them, waited for a replay but when she got none she turned attention to the social worker "Ms. Reed-"

"Ah hi." Butters said nervously "Are we all going to live with you?"

Margret smile at him "Yes, and I want you to call me anything but Ms. Anderson."

"Oh okay." Butters muttered as he wringed his hand nervously.

She smiled a large toothy smile at Butters and patted his head "Good boy."

Butters gave a small smile, Tweek however was mortified. "Oh my god look at her teeth she's gonna-Ahh-EAT US! NAGH!" He tried to run away but was caught by Margret and three police officers.

"Whoa easy kid."

"Don't tell me to take it easy! Didn't you see her teeth!? GAH LET ME GOOO-!" He howled and made his usual strange noises as he strangled against the arms of the adults.

"Let him go he can't escape this room." Ms. Reed said and the cops and Margret let go.

Keen was very interested at this point, before now his head was down and he did not see the woman smile or her teeth. So he had to wonder if there was something scary about her smile or was a very stressed out Tweek coming undone?

Margret and Ms. Reed talked in a corner about medical history, and Tweek's tendencies to have mental breakdowns.

Tweek who was running screaming, crying he was banging on the door, desperate that someone from the other side would open it and free him so he could go home.

Margret went to the door and put her hand on Tweek's shoulder. He jumped about a foot and spun around and faced his new mother.

"GAH! Stay away!" He said he crumples to the floor his head on his knees and his arms wrapped tight around his legs.

Margret kneeled in front of him "I'm sorry I scare you, and I know you have had a terrible day. This must be the worst day of your life isn't it?" Her was so low and quite he barley heard her but he did and he lifted his head and through teary eyed he looked at her.

Ordinarily Margret would have whipped the tears from his eyes to show a caring gesture but she thought better of it. Touching him would upset him again; this young boy could not handle any more stress.

He twitched uncontrollably his head raised waiting for what was to come next. His jaw fell open but he closed it, he could not form any words. He knotted his head spastically.

"I hope I can get you to trust me one day." She whispered "Get off the floor and come with me."

Tweek was not use to people talking softly to him; usually people had to shout to be heard over him. He was use to irrated people talking harshly to him. He stood up and together he, Butters, Kenny and their new foster mother left the room.

Mrs. Reed and Margret talked and went over paperwork while the boys sitting in chairs talked.

"So," Butters said but had nothing else to for a minute. "do you fellers think we'll go back to our parents soon?"

"I don't know." Kenny snapped. He didn't know and ever since his father hit him and his mother slapped him he didn't know how to feel about them. He was very confused about his feelings for his parents. He love/ hates them while he wishes they won't hit him he wants to go back. While this woman seemed nice enough he resented her for replacing his real parents. He's never felt so much of so many different emotions.

"I still think there's been a mistake." Butters said.

"Ahh me too!" Tweek had his scalp griped tightly, he was shaking violently.

"Do you think there's been a mistake Kenny? Only bad parents get their children taken from them. You don't have bad parent do'ya Kenny?" naive Butters didn't realize he was touching a touchy subject.

"Just shut up Butters, leave me alone." Kenny pulled the hood of his parka tighter over his head and kept his head down till he had to leave.

They were for the most part quit Tweek would only make an occasional "Gah!" or "Nah!"

"Okay boys were leaving." Margret said she smiled down at her new children but not too much so as not to scare Tweek as much.

Tweek gave a small "Gah!" but he wasn't as terrified like the last time she smiles.

This time Kenny did look up in time to see her smile. He noticed her canine teeth were slightly pointed. He rolled his eyes Tweek had over reattached-again.

Margret and Ms. Reed shock hands "Best of luck to you." She told Margret eyeing Tweek who flinched under the cold look. "Muh!"

"I'll see you boys next week, be good."

"Yes, ma'ma." Butters answered not meeting her eyes, he fidgeted with his hands.

"NAW! Bye!" Tweek said trying to be polite.

As Kenny passed Ms. Reed he gave her a curt nod of understanding.

They got into Margret's car, a blue four door they got in Kenny, Butter and Tweek. Butters didn't care but Kenny and Tweek refused to be in the middle.

It was a quiet but tense ride, till Butters spook up "Does that mean were brothers now?" He asked aloud for anyone to answer.

Kenny glared at Butter who was unaware of the hard look since Tweek was shaking him "Brothers!? NAH OH GOD TO MUCH PRESURE!" Tweek began to hyperventilate.

Margret pulled the car over to the side of the road and turned to look at the boys in her backseat. "Charles you need to calm down and don't shake Leopold."

Kenny's eyes wided 'Charles?'

"I didn't know your real name is Charles, Tweek." Butters said smiling he was glad Tweek let him go.

"You didn't think 'Tweek' was my real name did you?" he asked but he didn't look at Butters or anyone his eyes were shut tight.

"Well your parents call you 'Tweek' so I just figure that was your real name."

"Your parents call you Butters." Tweek remained him Tweek began to rock back and forth "Too much pressure" he said voice shaking.

"Yes, to answer your question Leopold you are now foster brothers." Margret said as she begin to drive again.

"Well that's not so bad I guess." Butters said cheerfully he never had siblings of any kind. 'It might be neato!'

"Gaah! 'Not so bad'?! That's a l –- lot of pressure, its, it's too much pressure!"

"Charles do not shoot, especially not in the car or in the house."

"I'll try!" Tweek said he flinched "S-sorry." He said his head was still ducked as if he excepted a blow to the head.

"Do you live in South Park?"

"We live in South Park yes, fear not you will still have the same school and friends and such things." Margret said.

"Oh okay." Butters said slowly unsure we he got a strange answer.

Kenny gowned his friends and the kids at school what would they say about this? Kenny feared school would become explencaily harder for him.

"Something wrong?" Margret asked she gave a quick glace to her backseat.

"Nothing." Kenny mumbled he crossed his arms defensively.

"Just so you boys know you can talk to me about anything." Margret said and slowed down as they approached the driveway.

"Holey molly you, I mean we live here?" Butters eyes grew as he took in the pail yellow three story house.

Margret smiled "Yes, welcome home boys. Let's get you three settled into your new rooms."

Margret, Kenny and Butters slamned the car doors shut which caused Tweek to jump and run to the house were he franticly tried to get the door open.

"It was just the car doors shutting Charles, nothing to worry about." Margret called after him. She unlocked the door and allowed the children in first.

Kenny sighed it won't be much of a move for him, all of his things were kept in a cardboard box, that would embraces him since now Tweek and Butters would know the existence of his family's poverty.

"Wow" all three boys said when Margret opened the first door. The bedroom were huge and already had furniture. There was a chest-of-drawers, a small table and matching chair, and even a full bed.

"There's clothes in the drawers and closet. I hope you like them."

"Wow that sure is nice of you." Butters said.

"No, it is necessary that I provide for you, but you're welcome. I did get more then what's required." She opened the closet "I just hope the nicer clothes fit."

The boys were shocked with how big and full the closet was. It was a small room on it on and it was just about to burst with clothes.

"Golly gee I wonder if there's room for our clothes." Butters said.

"I'm sure there will be." Margret said with a smile as she closed the door.

"Ma'ma what did you mean by 'it necessay'? That was strange what you said."

She narrowed her eyes 'He he not accustomed to being cared for?' she thought darkly. She noticed that Tweek stepped away from her in a skitery backwards shuffle. She shock the hard look off her face "As a parent it is my duty to provid for you. However, I wanted to more then do a duty but make you boys feel welcomed and vauled." She grined the large toothy grin were here cainies were showing "However I suppose I got carried away."

"Gosh what big teeth you have!"

Her smile grew even bigger now showing all of her teeth, even the ones in the back pointy like the front canines. she knew the Little Red Riding hood story and the wolves' answer to that would have been 'All the better to eat you with!' but she couldn't say that not even jokingly because her new son Charles would not react well.

"Yes, big pointy teeth but I promise I will never bite you. But let's talk of other things: Your names. I will not call you by your nicknames tell me what you want me to call you."

They boys looked at each other "You're not gonna call me 'Tweek'? Nha!" Tweek's body twitched and his face wriggled with spasms.

"No, but if you want I will call you Charlie. and if Leopold wants to be called Leo that's fine too."

Butters and Tweek were figatiging nervousously "Well if you insist then sure you can call me Leo."

Tweek twitched "C-Charlie is f-f-fine." he said.

They turned to Kenny.

"Is it alright with you if she calls you Kenny?" Butters asked.

Kenny loosen the draw strings on his hood and pulled it down, reviling his face "You can call me Kenny." he said softly he felt shier with his hood.

Margret smiled just her lips no teeth "Okay then and I want you three to call me Mom or Mother or Margret or Maggie."

"Okay. Can we eat Margret? I sure am hungry." Butters said.

"Of course, follow me to the kitchen." She thought things were going okay and over lunch they would be able to talk about important things.

Author's note:

I was just wondering: How well did I keep everyone in character?

Description
There's a new mom in town

Chapter one: The new Mom and the new home

Kenneth 'Kenny' McCormick

Leopold 'Butters' Stotch

Charles 'Tweek' Tweak

These three young boys were led away from the court room each one so stunned they could hardly move and none said a word; although occasionally Tweek would make a noise which is common for him.

"I don't- don't unstand. What's going on here?" Butters asked he nervously looked to the other boys to the cops that lead them to this sparsely decorated room.

"Were being taken from our parents dude." Kenny said sadly which made it even more difficult to hear him. His head was down so none could see his black eye.

"Oh Jesus really?!" Butters cried he looked to the adults to confirm or deny what his friend just said. "Is that true your tak'n me from my folks?"

The storm that Tweek's mind was in brook, it let lose everything "GHA! What?! NHA T, The the They they dead, are you going to kill US, wh wh what what the fuck-?!" Tweek fainted from stress over load.

"Oh my God Tweek!" Butters cried he rushed to his fallen friend. He gently shock Tweek "Hey Tweek wake up!"

Butters was removed from Tweek "Hey, kid get away from him, he needs room."

Butters didn't put up a fight about being removed but he still was very worried. Kenny stood I the background watching everything unfold in a numb state. A twing of concern ebbed at him for Tweek ad Butters but he wanted answers for himself. "What's happens next?" He muttered his head down.

The door opened and a woman came in with a handful of folders and paperwork. "Oh good your all here." She said. And approached the boys "Oh my goodness what happened here?" She gasped seeing Tweek who was starting to stir.

Tweek awoke to a strange woman hovering above him with things in hand and a small smile on her thin lips. "Gah! What's going on?! Who are you?!"

"Young man you and these boys have been removed from your parents-"

"Will wwweee ever see them again!?" Tweek screamed his spasms were at an all time high. He clamps his hands over his hair; he was ripping hair out and not realizing it.

Butters didn't understand at all. Children only get removed from bad parents, and his are great parents, so therefore a mistake was made "There's been a mistake, I belong with my folks, and they're good parents, really."

"No, mistake has been made. You won't be able to see how you were mistreated till you've been removed." The social worker said.

"But I have been removed and I'm telling you there're great parents!" Butters cried.

"What happens to us now?" Kenny mumbles.

"When you've been removed for a longer time." The social worked snapped at Butters "You three will be place in a foster home-"

"Foster home?! Ah! What's that?! Is that a place where you freeze children?! "Tweek accused his eyes were especially large, filled with fear.

"No, don't be silly young man we are here to help not hurt. A foster home is where children removed from the bad home of their parents or guardians and put in a safe home. "

"Forever?!" Butters and Tweek shouted as one.

"Sometimes you stay till you're eighteen and sometimes when the feels it is the right time you good back to your parents." Social worker woman said "And now meet your foster mother." She noted to a cop who opened the door.

A blonde woman came in blue jeans and dark blue shirt she tucked her long hair behind her ears and approached the boys and the social worker. "Hello boys my name is Margret Anderson and I'm your new mother."

She smiled at them, waited for a replay but when she got none she turned attention to the social worker "Ms. Reed-"

"Ah hi." Butters said nervously "Are we all going to live with you?"

Margret smile at him "Yes, and I want you to call me anything but Ms. Anderson."

"Oh okay." Butters muttered as he wringed his hand nervously.

She smiled a large toothy smile at Butters and patted his head "Good boy."

Butters gave a small smile, Tweek however was mortified. "Oh my god look at her teeth she's gonna-Ahh-EAT US! NAGH!" He tried to run away but was caught by Margret and three police officers.

"Whoa easy kid."

"Don't tell me to take it easy! Didn't you see her teeth!? GAH LET ME GOOO-!" He howled and made his usual strange noises as he strangled against the arms of the adults.

"Let him go he can't escape this room." Ms. Reed said and the cops and Margret let go.

Keen was very interested at this point, before now his head was down and he did not see the woman smile or her teeth. So he had to wonder if there was something scary about her smile or was a very stressed out Tweek coming undone?

Margret and Ms. Reed talked in a corner about medical history, and Tweek's tendencies to have mental breakdowns.

Tweek who was running screaming, crying he was banging on the door, desperate that someone from the other side would open it and free him so he could go home.

Margret went to the door and put her hand on Tweek's shoulder. He jumped about a foot and spun around and faced his new mother.

"GAH! Stay away!" He said he crumples to the floor his head on his knees and his arms wrapped tight around his legs.

Margret kneeled in front of him "I'm sorry I scare you, and I know you have had a terrible day. This must be the worst day of your life isn't it?" Her was so low and quite he barley heard her but he did and he lifted his head and through teary eyed he looked at her.

Ordinarily Margret would have whipped the tears from his eyes to show a caring gesture but she thought better of it. Touching him would upset him again; this young boy could not handle any more stress.

He twitched uncontrollably his head raised waiting for what was to come next. His jaw fell open but he closed it, he could not form any words. He knotted his head spastically.

"I hope I can get you to trust me one day." She whispered "Get off the floor and come with me."

Tweek was not use to people talking softly to him; usually people had to shout to be heard over him. He was use to irrated people talking harshly to him. He stood up and together he, Butters, Kenny and their new foster mother left the room.

Mrs. Reed and Margret talked and went over paperwork while the boys sitting in chairs talked.

"So," Butters said but had nothing else to for a minute. "do you fellers think we'll go back to our parents soon?"

"I don't know." Kenny snapped. He didn't know and ever since his father hit him and his mother slapped him he didn't know how to feel about them. He was very confused about his feelings for his parents. He love/ hates them while he wishes they won't hit him he wants to go back. While this woman seemed nice enough he resented her for replacing his real parents. He's never felt so much of so many different emotions.

"I still think there's been a mistake." Butters said.

"Ahh me too!" Tweek had his scalp griped tightly, he was shaking violently.

"Do you think there's been a mistake Kenny? Only bad parents get their children taken from them. You don't have bad parent do'ya Kenny?" naive Butters didn't realize he was touching a touchy subject.

"Just shut up Butters, leave me alone." Kenny pulled the hood of his parka tighter over his head and kept his head down till he had to leave.

They were for the most part quit Tweek would only make an occasional "Gah!" or "Nah!"

"Okay boys were leaving." Margret said she smiled down at her new children but not too much so as not to scare Tweek as much.

Tweek gave a small "Gah!" but he wasn't as terrified like the last time she smiles.

This time Kenny did look up in time to see her smile. He noticed her canine teeth were slightly pointed. He rolled his eyes Tweek had over reattached-again.

Margret and Ms. Reed shock hands "Best of luck to you." She told Margret eyeing Tweek who flinched under the cold look. "Muh!"

"I'll see you boys next week, be good."

"Yes, ma'ma." Butters answered not meeting her eyes, he fidgeted with his hands.

"NAW! Bye!" Tweek said trying to be polite.

As Kenny passed Ms. Reed he gave her a curt nod of understanding.

They got into Margret's car, a blue four door they got in Kenny, Butter and Tweek. Butters didn't care but Kenny and Tweek refused to be in the middle.

It was a quiet but tense ride, till Butters spook up "Does that mean were brothers now?" He asked aloud for anyone to answer.

Kenny glared at Butter who was unaware of the hard look since Tweek was shaking him "Brothers!? NAH OH GOD TO MUCH PRESURE!" Tweek began to hyperventilate.

Margret pulled the car over to the side of the road and turned to look at the boys in her backseat. "Charles you need to calm down and don't shake Leopold."

Kenny's eyes wided 'Charles?'

"I didn't know your real name is Charles, Tweek." Butters said smiling he was glad Tweek let him go.

"You didn't think 'Tweek' was my real name did you?" he asked but he didn't look at Butters or anyone his eyes were shut tight.

"Well your parents call you 'Tweek' so I just figure that was your real name."

"Your parents call you Butters." Tweek remained him Tweek began to rock back and forth "Too much pressure" he said voice shaking.

"Yes, to answer your question Leopold you are now foster brothers." Margret said as she begin to drive again.

"Well that's not so bad I guess." Butters said cheerfully he never had siblings of any kind. 'It might be neato!'

"Gaah! 'Not so bad'?! That's a l –- lot of pressure, its, it's too much pressure!"

"Charles do not shoot, especially not in the car or in the house."

"I'll try!" Tweek said he flinched "S-sorry." He said his head was still ducked as if he excepted a blow to the head.

"Do you live in South Park?"

"We live in South Park yes, fear not you will still have the same school and friends and such things." Margret said.

"Oh okay." Butters said slowly unsure we he got a strange answer.

Kenny gowned his friends and the kids at school what would they say about this? Kenny feared school would become explencaily harder for him.

"Something wrong?" Margret asked she gave a quick glace to her backseat.

"Nothing." Kenny mumbled he crossed his arms defensively.

"Just so you boys know you can talk to me about anything." Margret said and slowed down as they approached the driveway.

"Holey molly you, I mean we live here?" Butters eyes grew as he took in the pail yellow three story house.

Margret smiled "Yes, welcome home boys. Let's get you three settled into your new rooms."

Margret, Kenny and Butters slamned the car doors shut which caused Tweek to jump and run to the house were he franticly tried to get the door open.

"It was just the car doors shutting Charles, nothing to worry about." Margret called after him. She unlocked the door and allowed the children in first.

Kenny sighed it won't be much of a move for him, all of his things were kept in a cardboard box, that would embraces him since now Tweek and Butters would know the existence of his family's poverty.

"Wow" all three boys said when Margret opened the first door. The bedroom were huge and already had furniture. There was a chest-of-drawers, a small table and matching chair, and even a full bed.

"There's clothes in the drawers and closet. I hope you like them."

"Wow that sure is nice of you." Butters said.

"No, it is necessary that I provide for you, but you're welcome. I did get more then what's required." She opened the closet "I just hope the nicer clothes fit."

The boys were shocked with how big and full the closet was. It was a small room on it on and it was just about to burst with clothes.

"Golly gee I wonder if there's room for our clothes." Butters said.

"I'm sure there will be." Margret said with a smile as she closed the door.

"Ma'ma what did you mean by 'it necessay'? That was strange what you said."

She narrowed her eyes 'He he not accustomed to being cared for?' she thought darkly. She noticed that Tweek stepped away from her in a skitery backwards shuffle. She shock the hard look off her face "As a parent it is my duty to provid for you. However, I wanted to more then do a duty but make you boys feel welcomed and vauled." She grined the large toothy grin were here cainies were showing "However I suppose I got carried away."

"Gosh what big teeth you have!"

Her smile grew even bigger now showing all of her teeth, even the ones in the back pointy like the front canines. she knew the Little Red Riding hood story and the wolves' answer to that would have been 'All the better to eat you with!' but she couldn't say that not even jokingly because her new son Charles would not react well.

"Yes, big pointy teeth but I promise I will never bite you. But let's talk of other things: Your names. I will not call you by your nicknames tell me what you want me to call you."

They boys looked at each other "You're not gonna call me 'Tweek'? Nha!" Tweek's body twitched and his face wriggled with spasms.

"No, but if you want I will call you Charlie. and if Leopold wants to be called Leo that's fine too."

Butters and Tweek were figatiging nervousously "Well if you insist then sure you can call me Leo."

Tweek twitched "C-Charlie is f-f-fine." he said.

They turned to Kenny.

"Is it alright with you if she calls you Kenny?" Butters asked.

Kenny loosen the draw strings on his hood and pulled it down, reviling his face "You can call me Kenny." he said softly he felt shier with his hood.

Margret smiled just her lips no teeth "Okay then and I want you three to call me Mom or Mother or Margret or Maggie."

"Okay. Can we eat Margret? I sure am hungry." Butters said.

"Of course, follow me to the kitchen." She thought things were going okay and over lunch they would be able to talk about important things.

Author's note:

I was just wondering: How well did I keep everyone in character?