( hi my name is Almighty and this is the first fan fiction I've ever written I hope this will be a fun fiction for you all to read, but if it's not I hope you can forgive me) I wrote a candy fan fiction because I thought their wasn't enough written about it )
Ch 1- bets
It was the last day of middle school for the class of '4th' grade and jubilation could be heard all throughout the classroom. Everybody seemed to have an easy going and positive outlook about their summer and highschool plans.
Well... Almost everybody
"I'm telling you guys highschool will be just like middle school nothing at all will change... Your getting your hopes up for nothing". Cartman said to Kyle,Stan,Kenny, and Wendy. Sitting back he reclined on the chair putting his feet on top of the table.
"Well maybe it will for you fatass but for me it's going to be a new and awesome journey of getting into party's and fucking bitches" Kenny said with his usual lechorous grin plastered on his face.
"Eww, Kenny that's your plans for high school. party's and meaningless sex?Wendy said with disgust.
"What's it to you what I get up to Wendy? Are you jealous you won't be able to have this sweet ass, all to yourself? Careful Wendy you wouldn't want Stan to get jealous would you?" Kenny said.
"Bleaugh! Who'd get jealous over you?" Wendy questioned
"A lot of girls'll get jealous over me. I'm planning on breaking a lot of hearts in the next few years just you wait."
"Dude shut up you'll probably just stay behind the bleachers and smoke pot like you did all throughout middle school" Stan chimed in
"That too, but mark my words Stan highschool will be my personal whore house" Kenney said staring off into space while thinking about his future promiscuities.
"Dude whatever. Anyways, are all of you guys going to the camping trip" Kyle said.
"What camping trip" Cartman said.
"Dude the camping trip literally everyone in our class is going to" Stan said.
"Wait everyone's going, why didn't anyone tell me anything" Cartman said
"We all just thought you knew" Stan said.
"Yeah didn't you get the letter in your mailbox telling you about it?" Kyle said
"No" Cartman responded.
"Well everybody got it, it said that everyone in our class was recommended by Mr. Jonston " Kyle said.
"Ooooh, that explains it. Mr. jonston always had it out for me" Cartman said.
"Well you did set his toupee on fire" Kenney said.
" Well whatever, who wants to go to a faggy camping trip anyways. I guess it'll just be me and you, Kenny" Cartman said.
"Well actually I'm planning on going too" Kenney said.
"Dude why you of all people" Cartman questioned.
"Because, a bunch of girls'll be there too and I'm planning on making a camp harem" Kenney said.
"Dude, weak so your just going to ditch me all summer for bush bitches. Who the hell will I be hanging out with all summer poor boy?" Questioned Cartman.
"Well the only other person who's staying besides you will be Wendy" Kyle said.
"What, why the hell won't you be going I thought hippies loved the forest, whore?" Cartman said while looking at Wendy.
" I'm an Environmentalist for one Cartman! and for two I'm not a whore you blob Monster" Wendy said.
"Whatever slut, so why the hell aren't you going then"
"Well if you must know, I'm planning on studying for the entire summer so I can't be wasting my time playing in the woods" Wendy said.
"Only you would think of studying at a time when you just got released from school your such a dumb slut" Eric said.
" Well unlike you I want to amount to something and not spend my time doing nothing but eating cheese puffs and watching TV all day"
"Oi, what's that supposed to mean bitch" Cartman yelled and got up from his seat.
"Oh, I thought my words were self evident. I'm saying your a fat fuck and you will be a fat fuck until you die from a heart attack from being a fat fuck" Wendy said looking at Cartman with a smile on her face.
"Bitch, you take that back I'm not fat I'm just big Boned" Cartman said.
"No Cartman your fat just admit it" Kyle said.
"Oh, now your jumping in on me kuhl! I thought we were friends"
"Well you thought wrong" Kyle said.
"Whatever Jew I'll show you, I was actually planning on exercising for the whole summer and getting totally ripped" Cartman said.
"No you weren't you was planning on spending the entire summer doing what you always do, stuffing your face". Wendy said snidely.
"No I wasn't you dumb whore!" Cartman yelled.
"Ha, the only reason your yelling is because you know I was telling the truth. But don't worry I've got a bet for you. If you actually do lose weight this summer then I promise to give you one hundred dollars cash and if I win you'll have to give me a hundred" The black haired girl stood triumphantly in front of the obese boy with a wicked smile on her face "Deal".
"I.. Um" Cartman was lost for words for a minute.
"Ha I knew you wouldn't accept are you scared that you wouldn't be able to afford the hundred dollars?"
"No, slut I... Uh was just thinking that the bet was to small. So how about this not only will the loser have to pay they'll get punched in the balls also" Cartman said.
"Girls don't have balls retard" Kyle said while facepalming.
"They don't Kenny?" Cartman said looking at the blonde haired boy for confirmation.
"No Cartman girls don't have balls" Kenney confirmed.
"Well, whatever. If you lose I'll get to punch you in the tits then, and get the hundred and if I lose you'll get the hundred and you get to punch me in the balls. Deal" Cartman reached out his hands. "Deal" Wendy shook it.
...
"God dammit !" A rotund boy yelled while violently entering his house and kicking the door shut.
"Who does that bitch think she is? I'll show her and that Jew rat, I'll get totally ripped just you watch" he said with a determined look on his face.
" no you won't you'll always be a fat fuck" a tiny Cartman devil appeared on his left shoulder teasing regular Cartman.
" I hate to agree with him but I think he's right. You'll always be fat" a tiny angel Cartman appeared on his right shoulder.
"Fuck! even my subconscious is not on my side" the blobby boy yelled
"Hello poopsikens" Cartman's mom exited out of the kitchen and greeted her son.
"Why are you talking to yourself honey?" She added
" not now mom I'm thinking of a solution to my problems" Cartman said.
"And what might these problems be poopsikens?" She asked in her usual ditzy way.
"I'm trying to lose weight" he said.
"Oh goody well good luck on that. To cheer you up how about I cook your favorite dish. Fried chicken with mash potatoes and gravy" she said.
"Thanks mom I'm glad your still on my si- wait a minute I told you I'm trying to lose weight and your cheering me up by cooking more fatty foods? Are you trying to make me fatter mom? ... Oh my god... I've got it. all these years it's been you. Your the one whose made me this way. You fatten me up just for your sick pleasure. Well I won't fall for it any longer,Fuck you mom." The boy wobbled upstairs in a fuming rage.
"Oh dear he must not be hungry" liane said.
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Day - 1
The summer morning came in quietly. All throughout southpark the air held a peaceful quiet ambience seen only in the morning. But if someone were to listen closely they would hear it.
*panting* *wheezing* the peaceful morning environment was ruined by a obese boy wobbling (Jogging) through the streets. His stomach extended past the workout shirt he was wearing and stretch marks could be seen on the bottom side of his stomach near the crotch.
Cartman, even though he took pleasure in doing whatever the fuck he wanted, like eating what he wanted and being lazy whenever he wanted, was actually doing something that no one could of ever guessed, exercising.
His tits, that hung like a grandma's, was flapping throughout the air, making a gross slapping sound everytime it made contact with his skin. His body would jiggle everytime his foot made contact with the floor.
" I'm going to make that Jew rat cry, I'm going to punch that hippie bitch in the tits" was his mantra to keep him sane through the process.
He'd actually been jogging for a good one hour. Cartman always had a one track mind that, through the influence of his pride, forced him to do what he promised to do. His one tracked mind had caused him to do many evil things in the past because to Cartman lose wasn't a word in his dictionary only win was and he would get what he wanted through any means.
The boys vision had already gone hazy, but he chose to ignore it. His plan to getting fit was, run till pass out then rewind and do it all again.
"So how does the cabins look Bebe?" Wendy said whilst laying on her bed. Her long black hair sprawled all over her bed as she was talking on her phone with her friend.
"I guess not to bad, but this fucking sucks why did my fucking parents force me to come to this hellhole" Bebe said.
"Come on, your staying in the forest with wonderful Mother Nature how can you call that a hellhole?" Wendy said.
"That's easy for you to say you get to choose to do whatever you want your parents don't force you into doing anything" Bebe grumbled.
" you know how much I'd love to be in your situation Bebe? All summer all I'm going to be doing is studying" Wendy said.
"Yeah, but you chose to do it. You are such a nerd" Bebe said.
"Alright I'm-" Wendy's sentence was interrupted by a gross slapping noise that she heard outside. "Wait a minute Bebe" she said while looking through the window.
"Oh. My. God." Wendy exclaimed.
"What" Bebe said.
"You'd never believe what I just saw" Wendy said.
"What is it?" Bebe said.
"Cartman, is actually exercising" Wendy said.
"WHAT!" Bebe screamed.
"I know right how the hell is this possible." Wendy said.
"Did hell freeze over" Bebe said.
"I think I might know. Cartman and I made a bet that if he loses weight then I'd give him a hundred dollars and let him punch me in my boobs.
"Oh was that what you guys was yelling about during class" Bebe said.
"Yes, but I'd never thought he'd actually planned on keeping the bet" Wendy said.
"Well, I could of told you not to make a bet with Cartman, he maybe fat but he's anything if not tenacious. you really shouldnt of underestimated him wendy" Bebe said.
"Do you actually think he might win?" Wendy asked.
"I don't know but, knowing Cartman I wouldn't put it passed him" Bebe said.
"Nah, I bet he'll give up once he finds out how tough exercising is" Wendy said.
"Who knows, probably" Bebe said.
"Well bye Bebe I'll call you later" Wendy said.
"Later nerd"
' a skinny Cartman? Impossible' Wendy thought as she begun studying for the first time this summer.
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Day- 7
*pant* *pant* *wheeze* *wheeze* a sound all too familiar was heard by Wendy on this bright morning day.
She looked out of her window and saw him. Still he was fat but boy was he trying.
It had been a week since summer began and against her previous thoughts the boy did not just give up after a day of exercising. His routine seemed to be just run all day, this had already been the fourth time this morning he ran circles across the neighborhood.
The boy would usually run around the neighborhood an average of 20 times before finally giving it a rest. Wendy, even though she was sure she hated him was actually quiet impressed by his tenacity, so much so that it actually inspired her to try harder in studying.
Looking at the overweight boy, a stranger would probably just scoff or laugh at his 'pathetic' visage, but Wendy didn't think Cartman and the word pathetic had any correlation to each other. To her Cartman was the exact opposite of pathetic. Not only did he not just give up on the exercise his routine seemed to be very extreme. Looking at the boy Wendy didn't see a fat boy wobbling like a dead fish in the streets but rather a lion focused on completing his task.
Admittedly a very fat lion though.
'Am I actually proud of Cartman? Eww sick" Wendy thought as she once again continued her routine studies.
Day -15
Today was a different day for Wendy. Instead of being locked up in her room doing nothing but studying, she was instead outside waiting for a certain fat boy to run along her neighborhood.
She was planning on helping Cartman. Why? Even she didn't know. Well she kind of knew, she was very very bored. Yeah she didn't have anything at all to do but study, but right now she didn't even want to be in the same room as a textbook.
*pant* *pant* as usual the large boy wobbled along the street with sweat coating all of his face.
"Hey Cartman" she spoke first.
"What Wendy *pant* *pant* what the fuck do you want?" Cartman managed to say while frantically breathing in.
" um... I was just wondering what you was doing" Wendy said even though she knew the answer.
"Um, duh exercising what the hell does it look like" Cartman scoffed at her.
"I knew that but why are you exercising so wrong?" Wendy said.
"What the fuck do you mean I'm exercising wrong?" Questioned the boy.
"Well for one your breathing is wrong, your supposed to breath through your nose, not through your mouth and second your daily exercise is too extreme you'll damage your body" Wendy said.
" Oh, okay. But what the hell does it matters to you what I'm doing" Cartman asked.
" it doesn't really, but I'd rather not see you dead of over exerting your body" Wendy said.
"Okay, enough! What do you really want?" Cartman said while looking at Wendy with a suspicious eye.
"I told you fatass I was trying to help you. Can't someone just be nice to you without wanting anything in return?" Wendy said.
"Everybody always wants something, are you perhaps trying to cheat on our deal by sabotaging me, or are you just bored?" Cartman asked.
"I'm not trying to sabotage you Eric" Wendy said.
"So your just bored then?" Eric said
"I'm not bored?" The raven haired girl snapped looking at the boy with a mean eye.
"Well, okay then leave me alone skank". Eric said shrugging the girl away while he began to jog again.
"Okay Cartman, Yeah I'm bored" Wendy admitted.
"Well that doesn't have anything to do with me now does it hippy" Cartman said with a disinterested face.
"Come on Cartman let me help you" Wendy said.
"Wow you sound desperate I knew I was hot but I didn't know I had such a hold over you hippie" Cartman said.
"Eww, Cartman you don't hold anything over me" Wendy said.
" Okay hippie, but you do know if I win by your help the bet is still on right" Cartman said.
" I still think I will win the bet fatass because I know losing weight is not only gained by exercising but eating the right foods also, and if I know anything about you you'll quit the second I make you a healthy dish" The girl said confidently.
"Wait your going to be cooking for me" Cartman asked.
"Yes" Wendy said then continued " knowing you, you've probably been eating less amounts of fatty foods rather then eating any nutritious foods" Wendy said.
"Nu uh" Cartman denied it even though he knew it was true.
"Okay chubby, let's have another deal I bet you won't be able to stay away from fatty foods and eat healthy for the rest of the summer...deal?" Wendy said.
"Wait what's the prize of the bet" Cartman asked.
"My undying respect" Wendy answered.
"Who the hell cares about your respect" Cartman said.
" okay you can just back out of the deal if you don't think your man enough for it" Wendy said.
Cartman's Pride couldn't allow anybody to underestimate him "No slut, I'm man enough for anything. Deal then! I'll show you"
And just like that unlikely 'friends?' Was made that day.