Best friends SUCK!
By: MissLunaMoonheart
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or anything related to it. I did not invent the characters, or the references to events that happened in the episodes. I wrote this story for fun and nothing else. Thanks for reading!
This is my first South Park Fanfiction and it's written to express Kyle's feelings about some of the bumps he has in his friendship with Stan. This is NOT a Style Fanfiction, it is about friendship ONLY. Just so you know, and is to help set up my next South Park Fanfiction "We Rule This City".
Anyway, here's the story!
Chapter 1: Best Friends
(Kyle's P.o.V.)
You know that feeling you get when your best friend walks into the room? How, if you've been having a bad day, suddenly everything just feels better? How, everything just feels right when you're together. How, the two of you just seem to know what the other is thinking and feeling without either of you having to say a word?
Well that's how my friendship with Stan is, Stanley Randall Marsh.
He's my best friend in all of South Park, in the entire world even. We've been friends for as long as I can remember and throughout our youth were inseparable. That is, until Stan got a girlfriend. Wendy Marie Testaburger, one of the girls who had been in our class since preschool. I don't hold any grudges against Wendy, I mean she's a pretty okay girl, but I can't help but admit that she came between Stan and me.
I mean, ever since they started their on-and-off trend of dating Stan's acted totally different. Whenever he's given a choice between spending time with me or spending time with her, he always picks her. I guess I don't hold too much of a grudge about that, but sometimes his attitude can get pretty old.
But I'll explain that later on, this is just the beginning, the introduction to something far more than that.
This is my account on friendship, namely 'best friends' and the challenges that Stan and I have over come!
Or at least that's what I originally wanted to write, but to be quite frank I don't honestly feel that way. Screw it to be honest I think it's more fucked up than Cartman's mom doing the whole town and then some. And coming from me that's saying a lot.
You see if I could say anything to Wendy I'd tell her to go fuck herself and back the hell off from Stan. I mean she's really no good for him, seriously dude she's not. All she ever does is whine and complain about every little thing Stan does. She's possessive and needy and frankly she's a bitch.
But Stan can't see that. He can't see anything past her being a girl and he let's his hormones get in the way of his senses.
It pisses me off.
I swear to God that if I hear one more word about Wendy from Stan I will have to kick someone's ass. I'm sure you think I'm overreacting. You probably think I'm being a total douche and that Wendy isn't that bad, that guy friends 'grow apart'. Well let me tell you something if you had gone through everything I have with Stan and felt every fucking let down and been ditched as many times as I have. Maybe then you would understand where I'm coming from. Maybe after all of the "I've learned something today" speeches, sticky situations, and after all the shit you'd finally see just what a douche Stan Marsh has been.
Hell I have been royally screwed by that guy since preschool and now I'm a fucking college student.
But hopefully you can hold out and finish reading a handful of just a few of the reasons why I feel this way. Maybe you'll keep going and look between the lines and peer into my soul and understand why I was more than ready to get out of South Park.
Because to be quite honest, I think best friends SUCK!
I hope it wasn't too OOC, please keep reading and feel free to comment/review I'd love to get some opinions so I can improve my writing skills. I look forward to hearing from all of you! -MissLunaMoonheart
