Sorry for not updating in awhile; I've had looots of homework for school.
Disclaimer: I don't own South Park, never will...blahblahblah.
Cartman had thought Kyle was supposed to be a smart person.
And right now, he wasn't so sure. "You're fucking shitting me, right?" he asked, eyes widened with interest.
"No asswipe, I'm not. Think about it, it'll make them jealous."
Cartman groaned. "But I'm not a fag! You are! Sure, Wendy'll want to date me then, if she thinks I'm gay!" His voice was full of sarcasm, but he looked like he was going a little hysterical.
"Fine that, fatass. I'll go get Wendy to date someone else...like Craig or something..." he smirked, then walked off.
Cartman looked like a sad little fat puppy dog. "Kahhhhlll....Kahlllll...come back Kahlll.." he whimpered, waddling off down the halls to wherever Kyle went.
He assumed he went back to lunch, so he followed him there. He saw Kyle leaning over the table, whispering something in Craig's ear. Kyle turned to see Cartman, once again smirked, then went back to talking to Craig.
Kyle got up, with Craig following him, and they walked off into the corner of the cafeteria. "Do you like Wendy?" he asked abruptly. Craig looked over at Wendy, then back to Kyle, then to Stan, then to Wendy, then Stan, then back to Kyle again.
"I'm not tellin' you, Kyle. You're Marsh's best friend." Kyle sighed and rolled his eyes. "Just freakin' tell me, Craig. 'Cuz I don't want them to date."
Craig didn't need to be told anymore. He dropped his jaw, "You're gay?" Kyle just nodded, his eyes looking up toward the ceiling. "So, do you like her?!" he asked once again.
Cartman ran up and pushed Craig away, knocking him to the ground. "Fuck off, Craig!" he yelled, causing the whole cafeteria to once again glare at him. "Go back to what you were fucking doing!" he yelled, flipping the school the bird. They turned around, murmuring stuff under their breaths.
"Okay Jewrat, I'll do it."
And Cartman placed a kiss on Kyle's lips.
He tried really hard not to vomit or wrinkle his nose in disgust.
The whole grade turned, in complete shock. Kyle put his arms around Cartman's shoulder, and Stan raised an eyebrow. He got up, walking towards them. "Dude. You and fatass?" Kyle nodded. "Okay..." He turned around, going back to Wendy.
Cartman whispered in Kyle's ear, "I swear to Gawd, Kyle, if this doesn't work, I'm sending your sorry ass to wherever Jew's come from."
Short chapter, but I really didn't want to go past that.