Normal POV:
Cartman had always loved Kyle, he just never had the feelings to tell him. At lunch, all four boys that and chatted. Cartman sat down at the table with his tray. Clearly overflowing, Kyle decided to say something.
"Have enough food there, fatass?" The boys all chuckled. But Cartman said nothing. He just stared straight down at the tray. The boys got nervous.
"Cartman, he was just kidding," mentioned Stan. "why aren't you eating?" Cartman slammed the fork down that was in his hand, and pushed the tray towards the middle of the table.
"I'm not hungry!" He raised his voice. "and I'm not a fatass, jew boy!" He buried his head in his hand and...cried?
Kyle's POV:
Everyone was shocked, even me! Not only from the fact Cartman wasn't eating, but also from the event that just occurred. The boys all just looked at me. Like I was the bad guy? I mean, I just rolled my eyes. But on the inside, I really did feel kind of bad.
I looked at the boys in confusion, as Cartman sobbed. Why did I feel so bad? We have called him that several times before, but he never cared...well I mean, he probably did care, but probably never as bad as how he was acting now! I decided to try and talk to him again. I got out of my seat and walked over to him.
Normal POV:
Kyle approached Cartman. He touched his shoulder.
"Cartman?" No answer. "Cartman, you know I was just kidding, right?" The big-boned boy looked up with blood-shot teary eyes. He wiped the tear currently falling down his cheek, and sniffed.
"Leave...me...alone..."