Disclaimer: Don’t own South Park, but my friend sewed this awesome Pip doll that looks exactly like him… Everyone is around, say, 16 in this fic, except for Pip’s foster parents.

“Pip, come on! It’s the last party of the school year! You have to come!” Kenny pleaded. Pip sighed.

“I’m terribly sorry, Kenneth, but I don’t think that my foster parents would approve of me going to a party that involved drinking and drugs.” Pip replied. Kenny groaned and scratched his parka, thinking of a way he could get Pip to come. Suddenly, a light bulb illuminated above his head.

“Piiiiiiiip… Damien’s gonna be there.” Kenny said, waggling his eyebrows. Pip instantly perked up.

“Damien? He’s going to be there?” Pip asked. Kenny nodded and Pip squealed.

“Oh jolly good! I’ll go ask my foster parents right away! Will you please come with me?” Pip asked. Kenny nodded and got up. Pip grinned and lead the way.

.o.O.o.

“Mary Evelyn, may I please go to the party this Friday at Kenneth’s house?” Pip asked his foster mother. Mary Evelyn looked up from her newspaper and grimaced in disgust at the young blonde.

“Is there going to be drinking?” She asked in her phony British accent. Pip looked at Kenny, who nodded.

“Umm… yes there is.” Pip said, looking down at the floor. She dropped her paper and stared at the young blonde.

“And are there going to be any drugs?” She asked. Pip began shuffling his feet, so she took that as a yes.

“And is there going to be people snogging and banging each other on every surface of that house?” She asked. Pip just shrugged his shoulders. Mary Evelyn sighed.

“The you’re not going.” She said, and then she picked up her paper and began reading. Pip frowned and turned towards the stairs.

“Right-oh” He said dissapointedly. Before he could begin walking, Kenny grabbed his shirt and spun him around.

“You can’t keep getting pushed around like that. Mrs. Brandybuck, I think it’s unfair the way you treat Pip. He’s never allowed to go to any parties or hang out with anyone other than me. The farthest he’s ever gone is jack off to playboy in the bathroom!” Kenny exclaimed. Mary Evelyn looked at them in horror.

“IN THE BATHROOM?” She exclaimed. Pip blushed.

“No! I’ve never done it in the bathroom!” Pip exclaimed. She raised her eyebrow.

“Then where HAVE you done it?” Mrs. Brandybuck asked. Pip put his hands up in defense.

“I haven’t done it ANYWHERE! I promise!” Pip exclaimed. Kenny chose then to cut in.

“The point is, Pip is turning 17 soon and he hasn’t had a taste of freedom yet. Please, just give him this one night to be a normal kid… well… seeing as he’s Pip, an ALMOST normal kid?” Kenny pleaded. Mrs. Brandybuck pondered for a second and sighed.

“Edward Everett! Could you come here for a second?” She called out. An aging man walked into the room, scratching his bottom as he walked.

“What? I was just speaking to cousin Muriel. She’s back in Liverpool! Why can’t WE go back to Liverpool?” Mr. Brandybuck asked. Mrs. Brandybuck sighed.

“I don’t care about cousin Muriel! Pip wants to go to a-- a-- a… party.” She spat out the last word like it was poison on her tongue.

“A party?” Mr. Brandybuck asked. Mrs. Brandybuck glared at him.

“Yes, a PARTY.” Mrs. Brandybuck replied, rolling her eyes in the process. Mr. Brandybuck broke out into a huge grin and he hugged Pip.

“Oh! Little Pippykins is invited to a party! Oh I never thought I’d see the day! By George, we have to buy you a new hat, and a cute new bowtie and…” Mr. Brandybuck listed things, but was cut off by Kenny.

“I’m sorry Mr. Brandybuck, but I already have an outfit picked out for Pip.” Kenny said. Mr. Brandybuck frowned, but then he beamed.

“Oh, that’s alright! Just so long as you don’t turn him into a stupid spoiled whore like Paris Hilton, I’m fine with it!” Mr. Brandybuck said. Kenny grinned from ear to ear and grabbed Pip’s arm.

“Come on, Pip, you have to help me decorate for the party.” Kenny said, before dragging Pip out of the little house.

“Tah-tah, Mary Evelyn and Edward Everett! Toodle-loo!” Pip said as he left the house. Mr. & Mrs. Brandybuck looked at the door, then back at each other, and then resumed arguing about Liverpool.

.o.O.o.

“Come on, Pip! You have to wear it! It looks good on you!” Kenny said. Pip looked at his reflection in the mirror and almost gagged.

“I’m sorry, Kenneth, but I don’t really think that it’s me.” Pip said, looking his outfit over once more. Kenny rolled his eyes and scoffed.

“Pip, to you, anything that’s not frilly or doesn’t have a bowtie isn’t you. Personally, I think this looks just fine on you.” Kenny said, looking Pip up and down with a hungry look in his eyes. Pip sighed and looked at his reflection again.

“Well, if you say so, I guess I can wear it tonight.” Pip said uncertainly. Kenny began jumping up and down, clapping his hands together.

“Great! Come on! They’re going to be here any minute!” Kenny exclaimed as he dragged Pip out of the bedroom.

Hah! I’m not telling you guys what Pip’s wearing! You guys are just going to have to guess! Bwahahahaha! The more you review, the less time it’s going to take for me to add a new chapter! So… review please! I'm not updating until Michelle Berger updates 'Letting in Evil' HINT HINT WAFFLE!