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Sunday, December 21st, 2003 05:13 pm
Piece #6 for [livejournal.com profile] circe_tigana's 882 Ways to Appease the Heathen Gods challenge

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The boy wobbled his way across the white space. Something shines from the folds of his hood.

"Hey, where'd you get that?" Cartman's high nasal voice always echoes strangely on new snow.

"Mmmmmmsdff." Kenny's eyes turned glazed.

"HAHA! That's a good one Kenny!" Cartman looked around. Hey, new tourists...

"Mmmmsdff!" The hood shook and Kenny’s eyes grew wide. His mittens waved desperately at the angular figures moving towards them.

"What—"

End-over-end a cutlass flew and neatly lopped off the boy’s head.

"Oh My GOD! You KILLED KENNY!" The blood sprayed unconvincingly.

The skeletons just shrugged and plucked the coin from the red fabric.