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RESPECTMYATHORITAH- Hey! This is both RESPECTMYATHORITAH and MagicNinjaUnicorn!
MagicNinjaUnicorn- So its like almost midnight right now, and I just randomly said "Hey lets write a fanfiction!"
RESPECTMYATHORITAH- So, this is just random South Park pairings. At least, it has SOMETHING to do with that. We're making this up as we go along.
MagicNinjaUnicorn- We'll probably continue it when we're less exhausted and RESPECTMYATHORITAH is less drunk off of juice, but anything we post now will just be...random. Because we're just two South Park yaoi obsessed fangirls who are bored.
RESPECTMYATHORITAH- Except I actually watch South Park more often.
MagicNinjaUnicorn- My parents are strict assholes, okay?! I don't want to talk about it!
RESPECTMYATHORITAH- Whatever. On with the story...
MagicNinjaUnicorn- Its really terrible...
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Kyle's POV
"I'm bored." I whined in a very Cartman-like voice.
"Shut up and eat your pudding." Stan instructed. Not wanting to make him feel bad, I took a spoon off the table and grabbed a cup of pudding. He had worked hard to put together this pudding party, and I wasn't going to be the one to rain on his parade. And yeah, it's such an awesome party when it's just me and him.
Woo hoo, so fun.
"So is anybody else ever going to show up?" I asked. I really didn't want to be the only person here. It was a lot of fucking pudding to eat!
"I don't know, I forgot who I invited!"
Okay, I'm gonna stop telling the story at this point. But only for a second, though. If you're gonna invite some people to a pudding party, it would be awesome if you did 3 things-
1- Know who you're inviting.
2- Don't invite Cartman. He'll eat all the damn pudding.
3- Umm... Yeah, just make it 2 things.
"Well, we know that Butters and Cartman won't show up since they're on a date or hunting Jewpacabras or something, Kenny is probably hanging out with Timmy," he stopped to take a breath before continuing, "Craig, Clyde, Token, and Tweek don't really like us, and Wendy is throwing a huge sleepover party with like every girl in our grade, so none of them are coming either."
"Do you remember why Kenny started dating Timmy? Wasn't it to make Butters jealous, or something?" I DO remember Kenny saying something about that. And really, I just wanted to talk instead of awkwardly standing here eating pudding.
"Yeah, but all that did was get Butters to date Cartman."
"FAIL!"
"I agree, but it was most likely to happen sooner or later."
"Hmm... It's possible you got a point there." In my mind, I was still disagreeing with Stan. I just really wanted to talk.
Suddenly there was a loud bang from the other room, and two pairs of running footsteps.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS THE PUDDING?!" We heard Cartman shout as he ran into the room, pulling Butters by his arm.
No comment. "There's a FRONT door over there..." Stan pointed to the door that didn't exist in Cartman's mind.
"I said, WHERE THE FUCK IS THE GODDAMN PUDDING?" Cartman repeated.
"Its on the table, dumbass." I said, pointing to the table.
I don't think Butters was amused. He was just staring out the window with no expression.
Okay, so while Cartman was attempting to shove the entire pudding bowl down his throat, Butters was spacing out.
He finally snapped out of it. "C-can I have some?"
"It's a pudding party. What do you think?" Stan waved his hand towards the table.
I mocked the whole hand-wave thing. "Because normal people do this."
"Shut up." He smiled.
"Make me." I smirked.
Without warning, he took a spoonful of pudding and shoved it into my mouth, effectively shutting me up.
I tackled him onto the couch and the two of us wrestled around for a while.
"Fags," Cartman mumbled, spitting pudding on the floor.
"Coming from you..." Stan rolled his eyes.
I don't think Butters was enjoying the wrestling around. Which is why I pushed Stan off the couch and walked towards the table.
"This is really boring," I declared. "PUDDING FIGHT!"
"No no, wait Kahl, wait! I didn't finish-" but before Cartman could finish talking, I took a handful of chocolate pudding and threw it in his face.
"I thought we were gonna eat this, but okay..." Stan got another spoonful of pudding and pulled the top to try and fling it at me.
Luckily, I dodged it. But guess who was behind me?
Butters.
He grabbed his shirt and stared at the huge stain.
Okay, I don't want to be responsible for Butters' shirt. I turned around and tried to clean it. "Look, it's not noticeable!" I said, just using the napkin to spread the pudding around, making the stain more noticeable.
Oh well.
"A-are you sure?" he asked.
"Um...yeah." I lied, putting on my most fake smile. I looked over at fatass, who was obviously trying not to laugh.
"Dude, you've been dating Butters for what, five months, and you can't even see him be upset without laughing?" Stan asked disbelievingly. He got another spoonful and sent it flying towards Cartman.
Once it hit his shirt, it looked like his stomach did some kind of RIPPLE. Like when you throw something into a still lake... I think I'm gonna throw up...
"Ey! I just cleaned this shirt!" Cartman exclaimed.
"Tough shit, fatass." Stan smirked.
"You totally deserved that." I said.
Cartman looked towards Butters, obviously expecting him to defend him like always, but Butters simply made his way emotionlessly to the door. "Bye." he said, walking out.
"Fuck you guys." Cartman snapped, storming out after Butters.
I stared at the room. So, we started out with a clean room. Now I see pudding everywhere.
"Good thing it's not my house." I finally said, with a smug smile on my face.
"Fuck you dude." Stan responded. "Now help me clean up. Do I need to remind you that you started this? We need this place clean before my parents come home in a few hours."
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MagicNinjaUnicorn- i wonder how many times we used the word pudding in this one chapter alone...
RESPECTMYATHORITAH- I wonder how many damn times you hit the fucking power cord, shutting down my computer.
MagicNinjaUnicorn- Like 3. We started writing this at 12:05, and its 1:23 right now. AM. okay, RESPECTMYATHORITAH just left the room for some reason. There was one moment in particular while writing this, when she wrote "pussing" instead of pudding, and we laughed so hard we almost woke up her family.
RESPECTMYATHORITAH- My face was bleeding. And I wonder how many times we had terrible spelling moments...
MagicNinjaUnicorn- Well, it is almost 1;30 am...anyways, so consider this our temporary collab account...we're making the account at some point today, but we have to wait that 3 fucking days before uploading a story or whatever, and we want to update this now!
So yeah...the future chapters will be better, mostly because we won't be writing at 1:00 am, so...yeah. Stick around. :D -peace out (p.s. RESPECTMYATHORITAH's face actually is bleeding...O.O)
RESPECTMYATHORITAH- Thanks for sharing that... And peace out peopleses! I would do a peace sign, but none of you can see me!
MagicNinjaUnicorn- Hi its me on January 13 and I must say, yes we are alive, we're just forgetful idiots who had no internet access for a billion years.
RESPECTMYATHORITAH- I'm here on the phone and bjdsabvuaygvfiauvaukh
MagicNinjaUnicorn- She actually just said that.