Tik
Tik
Tik
Stop…
Tik
Tik
Shut up!
TIK!
TIK!
TIK!
I got up and smashed the clock, it ticked weakly a few times before it completely stopped.
Damn I hate clocks.
"Oh! Good! You're awake!"
I looked up and squinted, my vision a little blurry from just waking up. But Hell, once it cleared I couldn't stop staring. Pip was leaned over my bed, grinning like the sun.
"Did you sleep alright? You were out for quite some time!" I didn't answer the question, but I sat up in bed and ran a hand through my hair with a yawn.
"Yeah, it was alright."
"Get dressed or we'll miss breakfast!" Pip said cheerfully, skipping off like his merry old self. "I'll meet you downstairs!" he said as he left the room. I was tempted to go back to sleep, but my stomach growled loudly and I conceded.
I came down the stairs and made my way to the breakfast area. The whole lobby and eating area was bustling with students and other guests, ready to hit the hill for the day after a nice, warm breakfast. As I walked by a group of people, one of them called out.
"Hey Damien! I didn't know you were a fag!" Cartman called with a laugh. Craig rolled his eyes and flipped Cartman off.
"Just leave it Cartman, you fucking dickhead. It's not that big a deal." He said in his nasally voice.
"Y-Yeah!" Tweek said with a twitch, not knowing what else to say.
"You're only sticking up for him because you're a fag too!" Cartman said, pushed Tweek with one of his meaty fingers. Craig's eyes narrowed and he stepped between the two.
"GAHH!"
"Leave Tweek alone. Look, it's not that big a deal. South Park is full of gays. Get used to it."
Cartman was about to open his fat fucking mouth to retort, but I had had it. I walked over and slammed my fist into his face, sending him flying a few meters and crashing onto the ground.
I hadn't noticed that everyone had been watching until I heard the room break into applause. Someone patted me on the back, I think it was Clyde.
"Man, that was awesome! I've wanted to do that for so long!" he said with a grin. I moved away and went to go find Pip.
Maybe one day Cartman would know what it's like to love and be loved. The fucker sure as Hell doesn't deserve it, and I hope that by the time he realizes it's love, he's buried six feet under.
Heck, I'll help put him there!
As I sat down next to Pip, I looked back and noticed Wendy (of all people) rush up to Cartman and help him to his feet. For a moment, I saw something flicker between them. Whatever it was, it didn't last long. Cartman snapped out of it and called said something, causing Wendy to punch him. He fell back onto the ground and she stormed off.
Fucking girl can sure pack a punch! I chuckled and turned my attention back to Pip, where it belonged.