Hai! Well this is kinda a little random story, my first one dudes! Hope it's good enough for your expectations… I highly doubt it. Anyway it's like, 1:00 am, so I am extremely tired, but let's get this first outta the way :). Oh and a warning- I don't know what my little mind will come up with so younger children… NO READING IT KAY!...could be naughty words and… other things yo momma don't want you to know about.
Chapter 1.
''Kyle! You stupid fucking Jew!''
''It was an accident fatass!''
''LIAR! You probably slipped some sick Jew poison in it and tried to kill me!''
''I'd love to,'' replied Kyle Broflovski, ''but do you really think I would waste the time to create a way of killing you?''
''…Jew bag.'' Eric Cartman's simple insult was plainly because he, himself, didn't feel the boy he was arguing with deserved to even be talking to him. Kyle, on the other hand, stared at him in bewilderment. Cartman was always a worthy opponent for an argument and this pathetic insult had taken him somewhat off guard.
''Hi fellas!'' The chirpy voice next to the two indicated they weren't alone.
''Goddamn it.'' Cartman muttered under his breath.
Kyle considered ignoring the voice but decided to respond, ''Hey Butters.''
''Isn't this just great! Our forms for college are to be given in next week, and, gosh darn it, I can't wait!''
Cartman sighed in irritation. 'God, I fucking hate him…' He had never liked anyone overly optimistic, and Leopold ''Butters'' Stotch was just that. ''Butters, has anyone ever told about,'' His voice grew into a breathy whisper, ''Bebe?''
''Well, what about her Eric?'' Butters asked impatiently.
''About her… feelings for you Butters.''
''I suppose me n' Bebe, could be called as friends I-I guess, gee, I was thinkin' about her last night and my dad grounded me for 'inappropriate thoughts', but I deserved it good and proper!''
''Yeah, so she says she thinks you're really cute and she wants to meet you near the maths department today, like now, so piss off.''
''Oh wow! I have to go now then! Can't keep the ladies waitin' heheh.'' Butters waved running off towards math.
Kyle rolled his eyes at his 'enemy's' smug grin. ''You bastard, you know he's got a real thing for Bebe.'' Cartman's mouth simply cornered upward slightly as a response.
''DUDES, DUDES!'' Stan Marsh ran toward the duo with an ecstatic grin on his face. After a few heavy breaths he managed to speak. ''Dudes, you heard about Millie's party Friday?''
''No, what party?''
Cartman rolled his eyes. ''Oh my gawd Kyle, catch up shitbrick…''
''She's having a major piss up man, her parents are out for the weekend and she's got the whole house to herself, thus she has invited everyone in our grade to show up dude! Not to mention the girls from raisins…''
Kyle didn't seem moved by this. ''Stan, Millie's always having piss ups, and you have a girlfriend, dude. Don't go eyeing up other girls.''
''You're in then?'' Stan seemed to not notice the last remark.
Cba to do anymore tonight, maybe tomorrow I'm thinking
Im gonna say this now to get it out the way for the whole story –I DON'T OWN SOUTH PARK ITS CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING ELSE RELATED IN THAT MATTER ALL BELONG TO MATT STONE AND TREY PARKER! Who are my idols and will always be. Only the story borderline for this particular fanfic is mine and I'm getting no profit from it okay!
Anyway I'm hoping to do quite a few chapters for this story so lets see what happens. Buhbye!