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Okay, so, if you haven't noticed readers, I've changed the title. I wanted to change it because it didn't seem appealing enough. Anyways, I might start another story, because ideas keep coming to me!

Disclaimer: No, I don't own South park, or any of its characters, Trey Parker and Matt Stone do.

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"What do you wanna do?" Clyde asked, his face buried in his hands, and slumped down on the steps at the school door.

It was another boring recess at South Park elementary for Craig and his gang. Everybody else seemed to have fun…

"I don't know man, there's nothing TO do," Token mumbled, eyeing around the playground.

"SWEET JESUS, MAN! ARRGH- We're wasting our recess!" Tweek screamed, pulling his hair down, and running around in circles.

"Calm down…its okay," Craig said, and put his palm overtop of Tweek's hand, and settled him down. "What are Cartman and them doing?"

"I don't know…what are they doing?" Token questioned, searching around the playground.

"THERE THEY ARE!" Clyde shouted, and pointed towards Kyle and Stan, Cartman and Kenny. They were all scattered around.

"Myoo guys, mleave me out of thmis!" Kenny screamed, backing away from Stan, Cartman and Kyle. "I have mothing to do wimth thmis!"

"Whatever Kenneh, I don't care if you're here or not…" Cartman rolled his eyes, and continued to glare at Kyle and Stan.

Kenny shrugged, and waved to Stan and Kyle, and they rudely ignored him, forgetting what a good friend he was. He turned his back, and searched for a pal to play with.

"Dude! What's going on!?" Clyde blurted, anxious to see what the whole 'fight' was about.

"SHH! Shut up! I'm trying to hear!" Craig hissed, cupping one hand over Clyde's mouth.

"Smoree," Clyde muffled, sounding a lot like Kenny, with Craig's hand over his mouth.

"I hate you both! Stan, go make out with your girlfriend! Cartman, go eat something!" Kyle screamed, out of breath, looking away from both Cartman and Stan, sensitive to every word thrown at him.

"Dude, Kyle! I'm sorry! I know I've been spending a lot of time with Wendy, my girlfriend, but you're still my best friend! I didn't mean to neglect you!" Stan whined, and pouted, looking helpless, trying to plead for Kyle's forgiveness.

Kyle took my advice! He told Stan how he was feeling! Craig's eyes enlarged, surprised Kyle was actually listening to him when he was giving him advice for Stan.

"Wow…best friend troubles-" Token said, cut off by Craig's violent glare that screamed 'SHUT UP!'.

"…what do I have to do with this?" Cartman whined, raising an eyebrow.

"You have everything to do with this!" Kyle said his voice at maximum volume. "You rip on me for everything!"

Cartman stayed quiet.

"Exactly," Kyle said after a period of time where Cartman didn't reply. Cartman probably felt guilty, and thought Kyle was going to cry, like he did in grade 6. In grade 6, Cartman actually got to the point to make Kyle burst out into tears, and instead of drinking his 'sweet tears', he felt really bad for him. He even bought Kyle flowers, and apologized. Kyle figured Cartman was a big softie after that day.

"Dude, I promise you," Stan said, with innocent, truthful periwinkle blue-colored eyes. "I will hang out with you. Trust me, you'll get a girlfriend too, and you'll see how it feels-"

"HAHA! HAHAHA!" Cartman blurted the rudest, harshest laugh at Kyle, smiling an evil toothy grin. "Kyle Broflovski... Getting a date? Oh my god…that's way too-HAHAHAH!"

"Shut up fat boy! I could get a date any day!" Kyle bit his tongue. Could he?

"Dude…Kyle, don't get yourself into these things…" Stan whispered in Kyle's ear.

"Riiight, with you being the ugliest boy in the class, I'm bound to pick up a chick earlier than you ever could!" Cartman said, crossing his arms and giving a teasing grin.

Kyle stepped forward. "THAT WAS A FAKE LIST! Craig was number one, and you were last!" Kyle said, poking Cartman on the chest.

Craig blinked. That was a fake list? And… I was first?

"WHAT?!" Clyde shouted, from the distance they were standing apart from Cartman, Kyle and Stan.

"Wha- Clyde?" Kyle squinted his eyes.

"That was a fake list?" Clyde questioned, a bit hurt.

"Well yeah- but… HEY! Why are you here?" Kyle said, thrown off that Craig and his gang was near them.

Craig pinched the bridge of his nose. You blew it Clyde, you blew it.

"Umm…" Clyde said, dumfounded.

"We had nothing better to do…so…we kind of figured that you guys would know what to do…" Token covered, and tried not to seem like a spy. Craig nodded in agreement.

"GAH! Oh my god! Sweet Jesus, what have you guys gotten me into!?" Tweek said, pulling his hair.

"Dude, Tweek, its okay…" Clyde said, reassuring Tweek he wasn't in danger being 'the fourth kid to complete their group.'

"Craig, get yourself and your gang away from us!" Cartman said, pointing towards the school steps, where they were sitting earlier.

"Waa? I…um.." Craig looked over to Kyle, Stan and Cartman, and glared. He decided he wanted to be defensive. "Why? Do you have a problem with us? Do you not like us?"

"Uh…no," Kyle said, not wanting to lose his friendship with 'Dr. Craig Tucker'. "I don't have a problem. It's just that…we're having personal issues."

"You and Stan are?" Craig slightly cocked his head to the side.

"Well…yeah, but I think it's over with, now," Stan said, hoping the fight was over with, giving an innocent smile to Kyle. Kyle rolled his eyes.

"Well then…why are you guys fighting with Cartman?" Craig questioned, glancing over to Cartman, who jumped at the sound of his own name.

"We always do," Kyle said, shooting a dirty look at Cartman.

"AY! It's not my fault, you guys suck ass!" Cartman yelled, ashamed to have Kyle, Stan and Kenny as his friends.

Token and Clyde giggled, Cartman's 'friends' hated him.

"NO! You suck ass Cartman! You little ass sucker!" Stan argued, and bit his tongue, he was starting another fight.

"Screw you guys, I'm going home!" Cartman motioned 'talk to the hand' with his hand, and disappeared from sight.

"Wow. Must suck to have him as a friend," Clyde said, looking at the spot where Cartman once stood.

"Why does he even hang out with us anyways?" Stan questioned.

"THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN SAYING FOR THE LAST FOUR YEARS," Kyle stomped one foot on the ground, and felt neglected, again.

Stan shrugged.

Driiing, the recess bell chimed, and students were sent to class.

"Wow, what a waste of recess," Token said, rolling his eyes, making his way to class.

I didn't think so, Craig thought.

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Oh? What's going on here? Heh.. This chapter was a little bit hard to follow on. Anyways, review fellas!