A/N: Man its been a while since I wrote a South Park fic - well anyways enjoy!...and let me know if I'm in need of some fine-tuning ;)
Eric was kneeling on his bed, repeatedly punching the pillow when he heard a gentle clinking against his window. With a growl he threw his pillow to the floor and stomped over to fling the window open.
"The fuck you want Jew?"
"Let me in asshole."
"No!"
Kyle had both his arms wrapped around himself and Eric noticed that the Jew was only wearing his pajamas. He was jumping around on the spot and glaring defiantly up at Eric.
"Fine!"
A minute later Eric was leading the shivering Jew to his room. Once inside Kyle immediately commandeered the bed, despite Eric's persistent whining, and cocooned himself in the blanket until the trembling stopped. Meanwhile Eric was pacing the length of his room moodily, kicking at random toys and mumbling about stupid Jew fags.
When Kyle finally sat up, Eric stopped his pacing and rounded on him.
"Why'd you come Kyle? Here to laugh about my below average size wiener? Tell me how inferior I am to a Jew rat like you? Well I…"
"I don't think it's inferior," Kyle cut in.
Eric stopped mid rant to gap stupidly at the other boy.
"What?" he croaked.
"I said," said Kyle, rolling his eyes "I don't think your dick size is inferior to anyone else's fatass, and I'm here to prove it to you?" He patted the spot beside him until Cartman walked over and sat his massive ass down on the bed.
"So you're not here to break up with me?" his question carefully leveled.
"No you dumbass," scolded the Jew, "I'm here to show you just how much I enjoy," he let the words hang as he trailed one hand seductively down his partners chest and well padded stomach, until it rested teasingly over the heated mound in his pants, "every part of you."
By the time Kyle was done showing how satisfied he was with Eric's T.M.I, his anger management issues were very much a thing of history.
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