Kay, um, frizzy.writings asked how I came up with the gay guys names, and I realized I should probably point that out. All their names, save Maxie, came from Another Gay Movie. (If you havn't seen it, you should, it's hillarious.) Yeah. Just thought I'd say so. Right. Well, here go. Next chapter! WOOOOOOOOOO!
"No, Maxie, I don't think any guys going to have a problem with letting you be on bottom," said Nico with a snicker.
"Oh, good," said Maxie as Griff pushed some of his hair out of his eyes. "I don't think I'd be brave enough other wise."
They laughed, amused by Maxie's innocense. It was after school and they gay kids were sitting in the court yard out front, happily chatting away. But as three boys, normally unspoken to by the group, approached them, their faces fell a little.
"Can we help you?" asked Griff, crossing his arms.
"Uh..." started Token, looking back uncertainly at Clyde and Tweek who stood behind him, equaly as uncomfortable. He turned back to them. "Yes, actually. You guys saw that Tweek was- er, captured, I guess, by La Fumee Rouge yesterday, right?"
"We did," confirmed Kyle with a small nod.
"And you said Christophe and Kenny had, um, made out?"
"They did. If you're coming to us because you're gay for them, I'd suggest a different target," said Griff matter-o-factly.
"No!" said Token quickly. "No... we just... well, Craig and Kenny gave Tweek a hard time... um, Nico, you saw right?"
"His little cuts and hickeys everywhere, yes, I still can," said Nico smuggly, turning his nose up.
"Right... well, we figured that all four of the gang showed signs of being gay, so-"
"They don't."
Everyone turned to look at Kyle, who was glaring at Token with a sort of hurt expression for some reason. "Stan's not gay."
"Oh, right," said Token. "We just thought he was kind of faggy goth-"
"He's not," insisted Kyle.
Token turned his gaze to the other four, and Griff gave him a 'just go with it' look.
"Okay," continued Token slowly. "Then the other three. Me and Clyde can't exactly be with Tweek 24-7, and since Kenny and Craig have taken a liking to him-"
"We're not babysitting," growled Angel.
"Gah!"
"No, no," said Token quickly. "We were just hoping, since you guys got to Christophe pretty fast, that you'd be able to push a few of their buttons and get them to leave him alone."
"And why should we do that?" asked Nico.
"We-" he looked at Clyde hopefully. The brunette sighed and stepped forward.
"Look guys, we know we're not exactly friends or anything," he started.
"I'll say," muttered Angel, recieving a 'be quiet' tug on his sleeve from Maxie.
"And it's not like you have to do it," continued Clyde, a little irritated. "We were just asking. Then we'd owe you if you ever needed anything, right?"
"What, like a blowjob?" snorted Nico. They erupted in laughter at Clyde's horrified expression and Tweek's shriek of protest.
"As long as you let Maxie be on bottom, we'll call it even!" howled Griff, renewing the laughter.
"Oh, but I don't want-" started Maxie, who as usual hadn't joined in laughing because he didn't understand.
"Relax, Maxie," sighed Angel. "As if we'd let you lose your v-card to a straight guy."
"Will you just stop!" pleaded Clyde. "We're just asking for your help. If you're not interested, fine. We'll go figure out another way. You don't have to crack fag jokes at us to get rid of us, ya know. Come on, guys."
The three turned and began to walk away, Token and Clyde annoyed, Tweek terrified of the gayness that his parents would kill him for and hence he'd go to hell and yadda, yadda, yadda.
"Wait," said Griff, breaking out of the laughing fit that was still going on. The three turned back around. "Say we do help you. How do you expect us to get them to leave Tweekers alone? We may know how to piss off Christophe, but Kenny and Craig aren't exactly our area of expertise."
"Craig's not that hard to piss off, actually," said Token. "Just jab him with being a pussy and shit. As for Kenny... Kyle might know."
Everyone looked at Kyle again, whoes eyes widened and looked away. "I know," he muttered. "But I'm not telling."
"Why not?" asked Nico excitedly. "We could use that!"
"No!" persisted Kyle. "It's too mean. He's really sensative about it."
"Why does Kyle know?" asked Maxie, looking around at them.
"Oh, yeah, Maxie wasn't here to see them," said Griff, looking simpatheticly at Kyle who was looking miserable. "Kylie used to be really good friends with Stan, Kenny, and, um, Cartman."
"Not Cartman," muttered Kyle.
"Yeah, okay, not Cartman," agreed Griff. "Then he starting coming out and they left him, so he came to us."
"Why were you friends with people like Stan and Kenny?" inquired Maxie, looking confused.
"They weren't always like that," said Clyde. "But that's not the point. Is there any other way you'd be able to piss him off?"
"Probably," sighed Kyle. "But do we really want to do this?"
"Why not?" asked Nico. "We don't exactly have much else to do."
"But we don't-" started Angel.
"I think it would be fun," said Maxie, cutting him off thoughtfully.
"Seriously?" asked Clyde, sounding surprised. "You guys'll actually do it?"
"Sure," said Griff. "I guess. But we can drop out at any time, kay?"
"Yeah, of course!" said Token, excitedly. "Then, um, we'll talk to you later?"
"Sure," said Nico. "Whatever boys. But right now we have a little matter of Maxie's virginity. So buh bye."
"Yeah, um, bye," said Token, quirking an eyebrow and turning with the others to leave.
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"Maxie! Don't you dare go near those bastards!"
Angel was yelling and struggling in protest while Griff and Kyle held him back with difficulty. Maxie looked at him with a confused expression, but Nico turned his head back to look at him.
"Remember, Maxie, we'll be before they can hurt you, so don't worry," he said with a gleeful smile. "If you feel like theey're going to do something and we still havn't come, start crying and everything will be alright. Got it?"
"Mmm hmm," nodded Maxie, turning his gaze back to the growling flailing Angel. "But Angel seems aweful upset about it."
"Oh, he'll be fine," assured Nico, smirking at the accused. "Now, go on."
He pat Maxie on the butt and the small boy walked away catiously at first, then a bit faster.
"Okay, let's go," said Nico hurrying after him, but keeping a ways behind, Griff and Kyle, still holding onto Angel, in cloe persuit.
Maxie looked tentatively around the cornor of the school to where a certain gang was smoking and looking hatefully at the snow laden scenery. He crept out from behind it and started towards them, trying very hard to keep his eyes on the ground. Perhaps he tried too hard, for he soon found himself bumping into a very angry Christophe, who, when he looked up with big eyes, was glowering down at him with all the hatred in the world.
"What ze 'ell do you zink you are doing, leetle faggot?" he sneered, pushing him back roughly so that he fell to the ground.
"I-I'm sorry," he gasped, surprised by the force used to knock him over. "I wasn't-"
"Looking where you were going, yes, I noticed," finished the French boy, throwing his cigarette at his forehead. So much for not getting hurt. The other three were watching with interest
He yelped as the burning ash made brief contact with his skin and bounced off, landing in the snow. He reached up to feel him head, looking rather tearful. "That hurt..." he whined, refusing to meet Christophe's hard gaze.
"I'm glad," snided Christophe, returning his gaze to the white nothingness in front of him. "Now geet away from me."
Maxie stood up with difficulty, trying to brush as much of the wet snow off his pants as he could. But he didn't leave. He just stood there, staring blankly at the gang, as if he wasn't quite sure what they were.
"What the fuck do you want, kid?" barked Craig, looking annoyed. Stan was also staring at him, but with a sort of dead loneliness and he said nothing. Kenny turned his eyes alone to him at Craig's outburst, but Christophe refused to acknowledge him anymore.
"Oh, I want a lot of things," said Maxie, naivly. "A puppy would be nice... maybe some new shoes."
They looked at him with exasperated looks, even Christophe turning his gaze.
"You have got to be kidding me," muttered Craig. "Is he even old enough to be in high school?"
"I'm 16," informed Maxie, looking rather happy with himself.
"Jesus Christ, are you really?" exclaimed Kenny, not meanly at all.
Maxie blinked and stared at the hooded boy. Was he being... conversational?
"Yes," he confirmed with a shy little nod.
"Whoa, dude, you're short," said Kenny with a smile.
"Shut up, Kenny," ordered Stan, turning his gaze from the whole scene.
"Like Craig said the other day, anti-social," Kenny said slowly.
"Yes, Kenny, but we don't need to be social with fags," pointed out Craig, glaring angrily at Maxie.
"Well at least he's talking to us," mumbled Kenny, glaring at his feet.
"Stanley eez right, Kenneth," growled Christophe. "Shut up."
Maxie glanced over his hsoulder, wondering what was keeping them. They weren't supposed to be taking this long. He was just supposed to go in, them get mad at him, the guys come to the rescue and proceed with the fight, and so forth. He shrugged and supposed it was fine.
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"Damn it, Nico, you took way too fucking long!" yelled Nico, running through the empty halls, only open for after school practices, at top speed with the others behind.
"Well it's your fault for crushing my hair!" explained Nico, who had his hair up in spikes that day and had insisted they stop in the bathroom to fix it.
"Screw your fucking hair, Maxie's probably been crushed by now!"
The spun around the cornor and stared at the scene before them. Maxie was giggling like mad while Kenny talked, grinning widely. Stan was listening to what he was saying with the tiniest hint of a smile. Craig was erupting in laughter and Christophe was shaking his head with a smirk.
"And then-" Kenny was saying excitedly, but he spotted the rest of the gay kids and stopped, looking a little surprised. "Um, hey."
The others' faces fell immediately and glared at the boys. Maxie looked over his shoulder and smiled. Griff, Kyle, Nico, and Angel all stared at him, dumbfounded. They'd all expected to find him half dead on the ground, being jabbed at with knifes and pumbled with fists, but he was smiling. Perfectly okay, and smiling. Angel reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him roughly away from the gang.
"Well, aren't you friendly," muttered Craig, taking out a new cigarette and liting it.
"Let's go guys, we're not doing this anymore," growled Angel, pulling at Maxie's arm. But Maxie didn't budge. He pulled harder and Maxie did something he'd never been able to do before. He tugged his arm out of Angel's grasp and stared at him firmly.
"Maxie, what the hell?" said Angel a little too loudly.
"Guys, can we talk over here for a sec?" said Nico franticly, pushing them back behind the side of the school. "Okay, Maxie, what happened?"
"They're really nice," he said smiling. "If you let them be."
They stared at him for a second.
"No, seriously," said Griff, urging him on.
Maxie glared. "They are! Kenny was telling me a story about Kyle..."
"He what?!" shouted Kyle, angrily. "Which one? What'd he say?"
"Ask him yourself," said Maxie, sticking his tongue out. "Stan was smiling."
Kyle's face went slightly pink and he glared at him, something rarely done by anyone with a heart.
"Right, well, I think this is a good thing!" piped Nico. "Makes things much easier for us."
"But you've got to be patient!" put in Maxie. "If you don't let them be nice, they won't be."
"Maxie, what's on your forehead?" asked Griff curiously, pushing up his bangs. Maxie smacked the hand away and Griff blinked in surprise.
"Like I said, be patient," he insisted.
"Maxie..." said Angel warrily, grabbing his hands and pushing up his hair. "Is that..." he squinted his eyes with then widened, "a burn?"
"Don't touch it!" whined Maxie, struggling out of his grasp. "It doesn't hurt anymore..."
"Maxie!" shouted Angel. "No offense, but you're not the best judge on people! They are deffinately not nice!"
"They are..." Maxie looked like he might cry.
"No, Maxie! They're a fucking gang! Hence, not nice! Why can't you understand that?"
"Because I can see past someone's outter character!"
"They-"
"Stop it, Angel!" Griff looked at Maxie sympatheticly. His eyes were shining with tears threatening to fall. He looked back at Angel. "Let it go, dude. If Maxie like them, the least we can do is still go out on our plan."
WOOOOOOOOOOOO! Sorry if that sort of became about Maxie. It is mostly about the original guys, I promiss. Aaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnndddddddddd JUST BECAUSE I CAN, Maxie and Kenny and Maxie and Christophe officially have 'things.' Yyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. First mention of Eric... he and Butters should come in soon. Oh, and I don't think Clyde and Token will be gay. They just don't strike me as gay guys. Likes? Dislikes? Cookies? Potatoes? Neon? Flames? All are loved! PLEASE REVIEW! You guys slipped a little and I would really like more than three, thanks. Keep 'em coming!
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