Wendy+ Cartman
Ok, now you know y that chapters called lucky hat and once again im sorry i called that other chapter lucky hat, it was supposed to be called falling snowflakes! :' (
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Wendy's P.O.V
God, I hate myself. Why, you ask? Because I fell in love with Eric Cartman. Yup, you heard me. Eric Carttman. I think it all started with that debate back in 3rd grade about the town flag. But that's not the point. The point is, I'm finally gonna do something about it.
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He then got up and walked away. I looked over at the spot he'd been carving. My eyes widened........
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I walked steadily over to Cartman. He was sitting at a picnic table, carving his initials innto it. My temper flared. I was strongly against vandalism, but thiis was hardly the time or place to yell at him about it.
Despite my confidence, I couldn't help but feel nervous. What's wrong with me? I thought, shaking my head. There's nothing to be nervous about. It's Cartman for Christ's sake.
I stopped walking as I reached the picnic table. Cartman looked up at me and snorted.
"What do you want, ho?" He said, going back to his carving.
"I think the real question here is Eric, what do you want?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips.
"Huh?" He said, looking utterly confused.
I rolled my eyes. "Do you want to go out with me Cartman?"
Cartman looked shocked "Sure Wendy!" He said eagerly. Then, (rather quickly, actually) he maintained his uncaring disposition. "I mean, whatever ho." He said dully. He then got up and walked away. I looked over at the spot he'd been carving. My eyes widened. On the picnic table, he had carved 'E.C. + W.T.'
I smirked to myself. I was walking away when I realized that he had called me Wendy instead of ho. I was even more surprised when I realized that I'd called him Cartman instead of Eric.
Oh well, I shrugged. What's in a nickname anyway?
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Ok, Candy's not my favorite pairing, but I did like dat moment!
