So, this was fairly experimental. I just wanted to do something that involved Token, and explored the dynamic of the actual show, with how the background characters might feel about it. Oh, and I just realised, this is my first kind of Tyde! Months of wanting to do it...and I produce this lump of crap. Oh well.

I used to think my biggest problem was being rich. I know, first world problems, but it just felt like that for me. Even after the guys said it was just something they used to tease me with, I still always felt left out like an outcast. They had sticks, I had autographed baseball bats made from pure silver.

That all changed when I transitioned into high school. I got kind of popular from it, though Craig, Tweek and Clyde stayed my best friends. Then, Kevin started to hang with us more, and Craig and Tweek slowly drifted away from us a unit. Clyde was consistently stuck as a third wheel when all three of us would go to the movies or someplace else, and when he spoke up about it, it only resulted in Kevin and Clyde alternating between it.

Which is why now I've got a problem, which is way more high scale than my first one. I can't solve this problem with my dad's cash, and I can't just ignore it. What's wrong? I'm stuck dating both Kevin and Clyde, and neither of them know about it.

I never thought I would have this problem. Not being racist to myself, but I am indeed black. I'm supposed to be despised and discriminated against, not adored. My hair is always frizzy, and should really reach my ears, but it stays short in its clumped state. My lips are too full, my nose too long and sloped. I don't see how I ever got Kevin and Clyde.

Clyde's cute, he really is. He's been on the chubby side since childhood, and I think he was even compared to Cartman at one point, but I don't mind, he's adorable like that. He has large brown eyes which kind of mirror mine in their shade, and a small button nose that compliments my long one when we kiss. Fine, he's a jerk at times, but I've known him my whole life, he's grown on me.

Then comes Kevin. He has jet black hair, like mine, and I wonder how that possibly could be if he doesn't dye it. Nonetheless, he pulls it off, with his dark fringe sometimes getting in his blue eyes which means I have to push it out of the way for him. He kind of looks like Craig, in a way, but much cuter, and, you know, without the apathetic, cynical asshole personality.

So, yeah, I'm dating both of them. Sure, I'm a jerk, and I'll be made to pay, but for now? I'll stick through it the only way I know how. Keeping quiet.

You see, I'm not a main character. This isn't my story, isn't my drama. Maybe you were looking for Craig and Tweek, since they're in the spotlight more often than me. Or perhaps you were looking for a glimpse of Stan's gang. Whatever. All I know is you shouldn't be reading this about me, right now – I'm just a background character. A prop, if you like.

So are Kevin and Clyde. We'll just stay here until we're written back in, and given completely new lines, a new story. I'll kiss Kevin, then embrace Clyde, while everyone else does their thing. I'll splash my money, and make my parents disappointed, while everyone else continues to do their thing. Kevin will yell, and Clyde will cry, but I'll just keep quiet.

Oh yeah, that's my second problem.