A/N: Here comes the part that everyone skips over anyways…
I'm doing this series of short oneshots based off the basic 100 Theme Challenge. Apparently, there's five different versions of the Challenge, but since I'm Fat-n-Lazy, I just chose the first one I found. Each oneshot will focus on one character from the South Park universe; obviously, some characters will eventually be reused, considering there's a tad bit less than 100 characters in South Park. I'm going to try to use some of the lesser-thought about characters like Big Gay Al or Mr. Slave, but the oneshots will mainly center around the main characters.
So, as always, read and review (positive comments are always appreciated), but more importantly- enjoy.
Oh, and not like you care, but pretty much none of the stories will be 550 words or less, as I'd originally promised (not counting the Author's Notes).
Introduction (Kenny)
(A/N: This one is AU.)
South Park wasn't known for very much; it was just a small little town in Colorado, not many people even knew it existed. And certainly nobody cared about South Park Elementary School; after all, it was a bunch of rowdy little kids running around, trying to avoid the "weird" teachers like the openly gay Mr. Garrison or the art teacher, Mrs. Dreibel.
But, today was special for three young boys. Today, they started the first grade.
"Come on, guys!" whined Eric Cartman. "I wanna get in there!"
"We can't," replied Stan Marsh, who was standing next to Cartman. "The teacher's having a conference with Kyle's mom."
"Why, I do not know," remarked Kyle Broflovski, who had just come back from using the restroom. Just then, they heard a muffled voice beside them.
All three turned to see who it was. Their visitor was a small boy about their age, except for one obvious difference- the child was wearing an orange parka, that almost completely obscured his face. They could only see his eyes.
"What'd you say?" asked Stan.
"More importantly," said Cartman, "who are you?"
He muffled something that sounded remotely like "Kenny", but no one could tell for sure. So, they all just settled for turning away and staring at the door again, leaving him to just stand there, dejected.
A minute later, the door opened, and Mr. Garrison poked his head out. "Alright, children, you can come in now." Some grumbling could be heard from amongst the new first-graders; they were still wanting it to be summer. But they all filed into the classroom, as if they had a choice in the matter.
As usual, Kyle, Stan, and Cartman sat together. They'd spent practically all of last year as friends, and they didn't plan on changing that any time soon.
"Alright, children," said Mr. Garrison, and the kids quieted down. "We have some new students in our class this year, so I'd like to ask each one to come up here and give a brief introduction of themselves- doesn't have to be very long. First, I'd like… Kenny McCormick to come up here."
Kenny got up out of his seat, and went up to the front of the room.
"Hey, that's the kid we met outside," whispered Kyle.
"He looks poor," remarked Cartman, which earned him a kick from Stan.
Kenny spoke up; due to the hood covering his mouth, though, his words were a bit hard to hear. "Uh… hi. My name is Kenny, and… I live right across the street from the school. I don't really know anyone here, but… I want to make some new friends this year…" He was silent for a second, then walked back to the rows of desks.
"… sit here?"
Kenny looked, to see who had spoken to him; it turned out to be Cartman.
"What'd you say?"
"I said, do you want to sit here? With us?"
Kenny thought for a second, then smiled (though he doubted anyone could tell). "Sure." He went and got his bookbag, then sat in the seat next to Cartman. As Mr. Garrison began to speak, Kenny had one last thought: Maybe… I've actually made a friend.