Fight Like A Girl

Cartman

I probably shouldn't have laughed when Kyle hit my shoulder with his fist in a fit of rage. But I couldn't hold back the bark. It was pathetic really, but it shouldn't have mattered. I still should have acted like it hurt. I still should have pretend that he did some real damage.

"Kyle," I said instead giggling at his flushed face. "You fight like a girl!" I egged him on. He came at me again, slamming his fists into my gut. It didn't hurt at all, the little Jew hit like a pansy.

"Shut up!" He hissed and stumbled backwards. I hadn't even landed a hit on him; he was taking himself out by wasting all of his energy. "Shut the fuck up fatass." His voice pitched and the tears that filled the corner of his eyes confused the hell out of me. This was just one of our regular arguments; I call him a money grubbing Jew, and he calls me a big titted fat ass. So why was he getting so upset?

"What the hell?" Kenny growled walking around the corner and finding his faggy boyfriend on the ground. "What the fuck did you do Cartman!?" Kenny rushed me angrily. Of course he would come around just when Kyle needed him to.

"Aye!" I yelped as he landed a good hit on the side of my jaw. Pain shot through my face and I grabbed his other fist to prevent another hit from landing. "I didn't do a damn thing to him! He just started crying after I said he fights like a damn girl!" Kenny growled softly and glared hatefully at me.

"Just leave him alone, Cartman." He snuffed and squatted beside the ginger Jew. "You okay?" He whispered placing a soft kiss on Kyle's forehead. For a moment, just a single moment, I felt a slight tinge of jealous. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Kyle nodded and staggered to his feet. "Yea," He sighed rubbing his red Jew curls from his forehead. "Today's just been a bad day is all." He grunted and made his way towards the classes again.

Kenny turned to me and snarled angrily. "Look," He stepped up and threw his finger into my face. "He's got it rough at home right now, okay? So lay the fuck off, or I'll lay your ass in the ground. Kapiche?"

"Whatever," I huffed and stormed off in the opposite direction simply giving him the finger as I walked away.