"No way."

"Yeah, dude, that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard."

"Seriouslah guys!" Cartman defended. "If ya squeeze a girls tits fast enough, she won't even realize you did it!" He waved his arms around frantically, eventually getting tired and letting them plop down on his sides. Stan and Kyle rolled their eyes and looked away, pretending they didn't know the bulky teen who was attracting ongoers attention... again...

"Dude, that's stupid." Kenny began. "You wouldn't even have enough time to play with the squishy goodness~" Kenny looked up dazed with a bit of drool hanging off the side of his mouth, Cartman huffed.

"It's not, God damn it!" He stomped his foot and crossed his arms childishly. "I betcha it does work..." At the sound of gambling, Kenny snapped out of his day-dream and a mischievous spark lite in his bright blue eyes.

"Bet a weeks worth of lunch money on it?" He gave the brunette a smug grin and extended a hand to seal the deal. The chubby brunette contemplated this for a moment. Loosing would mean no cheesy poofs, and there's no way he'll survive that, but if he played his cards right, he'll be able to play this to his advantage. As always.

"Ok," they shook hands firmly, but Cartman held on a second longer and pointed a threatening finger at him, "but I choose who." Kenny hesitated and reconsidered the bet, but Cartman refused to let go, and didn't, until he hesitantly nodded in defeat and snatched his hand back.

"Who's the lucky girl?" He attempted to sound his usual confident self, but knowing his friend for many years, he should have known better than to take the bet. The brunette cupped his chubby chin much in a way villains do when plotting the hero's demise.

"I heard Craig's got a new bitch." Kenny's pupils shrunk and a frown overcame his features.

"No." He shook his head. "No way dude, there are some girls you just DON'T touch, she does have a nice rack, I'll admit, but that's just low dude." He placed his hands on his hips and glared at him, Cartman's smug grin never leaving his face.

"Then you shouldn't have made the bet." Kenny held his breath for a second, eyes searching his friends face for any way out of this, but to his dismay, there was no way out. "Fine." His shoulders slumped, he trudged down the hall to where he knew Craig and his 'new bitch' would surely be. Kyle, who silently followed the conversation, shook his head in disapproval at Cartman.

"That was low, fat ass." Ignoring the comment, Cartman waited for the ever-so-loved sound of fist to face.

He wasn't disappointed.

A loud squeak and the beautiful sound of Craig's fist connecting to Kenny McCormick's cheek was heard throughout the halls. Student stopped in their tracks and looked at each other and at the chubby teen who burst in laughter and tightly clutched his gut.

"Oh mah God you guys," he paused to laugh, "that was so worth the money!" He leaned against a locker to hold himself up, but eventually fell down clutching his gut with tears at the corner of his eyes.

Stan and Kyle rolled their eyes and made their way to Kenny, who laid unconscious on the ground, head resting on a ravenettes lap. She had pale skin and soft teal eyes, her black hair was long and reached her elbows. The girl lifted her head and smiled nervously at them.

"Woah dude, what the hell happened?" Stan said.

"He...he surprised me, I didn't mean to hit him so hard, it was an accident!" Craig growled and turned away as she placed her hands on Kenny swollen cheek. "I'm so sorry..." she apologized.

Kyle, ignoring his fallen friend for a moment, held out his hand, the sudden motion slightly startling her. "My name's Kyle, the guy on your lap is Kenny and the jock-head behind me is Stan." She laughed lightly and shook his hand.

"My name's Ruby, I'm a new transfer from New York." Ruby smiled sweetly and subconsciously ran her fingers through Kenny's hair, making Craig glare daggers at them. Stan took a step and extended his hand to her as well, though before she could shake it, Craig smacked his hand away, and growled at him. He moved in front of Ruby possessively and snarled at them.

"She's also my girlfriend, so if you don't mind-" he bent down and wrapped an arm around her waist, gently lifting her up, also causing Kenny's head to collide with the tiled floors. "We're going to go suck face somewhere else." She didn't have time to object or say goodbye as he dragged her down the hall.

Stan and Kyle looked at each other before snorting in laughter.

"Dude, how much you want to bet he's hiding a boner under that sweater." Stan laughed. They clutched their guts, and wiped away stray tears, neither acknowledging their unconscious friend. As the hall began to crowd with students, they made a silent agreement to try and wake Kenny up before he gets run over or someone tramples his head. When they realized they were too lazy to try, they agreed to carry him somewhere else.

"I'll get the feet." Stan sighed and gently lift up his legs. Kyle nodded and lift up his upper torso. He silently struggled to hold up the larger blonde. Stan, who lifted his part with ease, mentally laughed at his friends distress as he occasionally muttered a few curse words under his breath.

"God damn." He groaned and kept shifting Kenny in his hands, almost dropping him in the process.

"Dude, calm down." Ignoring Stan, Kyle continued to move his friend to and fro, until sighing in defeat and settling for holding him from his arm pits. Once the halls were clear, they agreed to carry Kenny to the nurse and have him be her problem.

As they neared her office, Kyle stopped in his tracks. "Do you... hear that?"

Light footsteps were heard as a girl turned the corner and ran straight towards them. Stan and Kyle both panicked and froze in place. Her eyes widened at the sight of them, though soon pierced and she made a strained face and bent backwards, sliding under the blonde and narrowly hitting his ass. Before they could even question her, she quickly stood back up and broke into a sprint. Leaving them both jaw dropped.

"Dude, what the fuck?" Stan said. As her footsteps faded away, louder ones took her place. They turn and saw Mole running to them, but slowly stopped the sight of him and pants loudly.

"Girl... vhere... did she go?" Stan pointed to where he saw her last and Christophe ran around them to chase down the girl once more.

"Dude, what the fuck are we missing?"

(A/N)

LET THE RE-BOOT BEGIN!

First let me start by saying I'm sorry, I promised the redone chapter a few weeks ago, but couldn't find the tie to actually do it.

To everyone who sent in OCs, your character will still be included and I apologize for the inconvenience.

This chapter is much like the original one, though with minor changes. The next few chapters will be like this as well.

This is and OC story, with OC pairings, if you don't like OCs, don't read, then leave while you can.

I am accepting OC to be put in the story, though, Craig, Stan, Damien, and Tweek are taken. Your OC doesn't have to be in a pairing, but must have some sort of relationship with a character.

NO RELATIVES! I AM NOT ACCEPTING OC RELATIVES OF ANY KIND. THIS INCLUDES: COUSINS, BROTHERS, SISTERS, UNCLES, AUNTS, etc.

I like staying true to the original families and I have the right to decline any OC if I feel he/she would not fit in the story.

~Ruby-Guardian