*Clyde P.O.V.*

"Oi why is this thing so goddam tight?!" Cartman practically yelled across the room.

"Probably because you've gained so much weight, you fatass," Kyle replied.

"What did you say to me you stupid Jew?" Cartman screamed back.

Token let out a sigh beside me as he put his mother's tuple ware over his head.

"This is such a stupid idea. The girls are only going to laugh at us," Token sighed.

"I think Cartman is just losing it. He even invited Butters to make Heidi feel better about the whole situation," Stan commented.

"Ah the girls are going to be so confused when they see us. It's going to be hilarious!" Buttered cheered from the opposite side of the room.

Token was right. The more we got into this the lamer it seemed. "Hey Cartman, where is the booze. You said there would be booze," I called out to him.

Eric was running around the room in a frenzy looking for his gloves with the claws on them to listen to me, but soon more of the guys started to complain, catching his attention.

"C'mon Fatass!" Kyle yelled.

"You did say there would be beer," Kenny mumbled.

"I only showed up for the free beer," Craig snarled.

Finally, Eric looked up to all of us, looking like he was ready to murder someone. "The. Beer. Is. In. The Fridge. Downstairs. You. Fucking. Idiots. If you want it, go fucking get it yourself!"

With no hesitation, Kenny, Craig, Stan, and I ran downstairs, and long and behold, Eric had all sorts of booze. Stan and Kenny took the beer, and I snagged a bottle of whiskey, letting Craig have the rum. I gabbed some coke too, and we took it all upstairs for the rest of the guys.

Another hour went by. Most of us were ready. We were downstairs playing drinking games, while we waited on Eric, Bradley, and Scott.

"The girls are going to know that it is us. They aren't stupid," Token complained. He had been saying this for hours now.

"Dude, have a drink and live. Who cares if they know it's us? We're just messing with them," I told him, trying to hand him my cup.

"Sorry I don't want my girlfriend to think I'm a loser," Token snarled.

"Dude, Kyle got a whole girlfriend dressing like this," Stan commented.

"He's got a point," I mentioned, taking another drink.

About a half hour later, Cartman came running down the stairs.

"Okay, it is 10:30, it is time to move," Cartman announced.

"Finally," Kyle mumbled getting up from off the couch.

I also stood up but had drank more than I expected. I started to feel a little wobbly and gabbed Kenny for stability, who was doing the same. We both laughed a bit and got into the back of Tweek's car.

Soon, we arrived at Heidi's house. Cartman led some of us to the back, where he used the key hidden in one of the sofa cushions on the back patio. We then all quietly went inside. We stopped at the basement door. A few of the guys stayed outside by the windows to scare the girls there as well. Eric finally sent the message in the groups chat for them to go ahead. We soon heard banging and some of the girls let out a small scream, and that was our que. We all ran down the stairs yelling, causing to scare the girls even more.