Well, I haven't been updating much recently. I've had a, um...I've been in a bad mood. I can't say that I'm better yet, but I'm definitely getting there. So I'm going to catch up on all my poor stories I've been neglecting. Sorry for the journal spam people ^^; This is just a drabble fic, but my other fics will be updated asap, and I'm going to start on a new one. [Although, I probably shouldn't seeing as I have two on the go already...XD]

Rating: G - Has swearing, but its South Park. That's to be expected XD

Pairing: Eric/Hot Chocolate [and his 'love' for hating Kyle]

Summary: Eric is having a good day. He's got a new coat, hot chocolate, and he just caught sight of his favourite little Jew.

This was inspired by a picture done by vixums which can be found here .#cutid1 – PROBABLY not what she thought I'd write, but I hope she likes it anyway :p [to see Eric's new coat, take a look at the picture XD]

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The world around him was freezing, but he wasn't. He was basking in absolute bliss, tongue sliding out to lick across chocolate flavoured lips. The snow falling around him was ignored as he began the trek home. The gloves on his hands were warmed by the steaming cup they cradled protectively.

Today was a good day. A very, very good day. A trip to the mall had landed him with a gorgeous new coat. His old one had instantly been thrown into the trash, and he had switched them there in the mall. The new was warm, and snug against him. It helped show off his length, hiding the leftover chub he had retained from childhood.

And now he had hot chocolate. He licked the rim of the cup, a shiver of pleasure dancing up his spine. Life was fucking perfect. His tongue dipped into the cup, flicking against the warmth it found. The lid had been tossed long ago. Now it was just him, and his hot chocolate. Nothing to stand in their way.

A soft moan slid from his throat, as he took a small sip, savouring every last drop of his precious drink. Glancing up, he couldn't help but smile again as he caught sight of the Jew with his jock friend.

He had lied – today wasn't a good day. It was a perfect day. Shifting his grip on the cup – making sure it was secure – he tossed a scowl onto his face, making his way over to his second favourite thing in the world.

Kyle.

God, he loved to hate that boy.

Z

Nothing special, just a fun little drabble. Not very slashy either, but it was fun to write...it was mostly for the cute factor XD