Clyde Donovan
Clyde Donovan was the second fattest kid in school. Or at least that's what he'd been led to believe ever since that sledding episode back in third grade. That list the girls had made a year later about the cutest boys in class had temporarily boosted his confidence but it had been shot down almost to its lowest point when he discovered it was fake (thank the world for Cartmans) and that he'd only been voted cutest because his dad owned a shoe store.
He'd definitely cried at night about that one.
But he wasn't hated like Cartman. If anything, people drew to him. Clyde was oblivious about this but if anyone bothered to interview his friends and the people around him about what they liked about him the best, they'd answer with one simple word.
Warm.
Clyde was warm. Warm in personality, warm in emotions. His laugh was warm, his eyes were warm, and when he stood next to you he just emitted so much warmth people were drawn to him immediately. After all, they lived in South Park which was constantly cold.
No one could explain why Clyde was so warm but they didn't question it. It was just a part of him, like him crying when he was under stress or fear. Besides, when Red eventually became his steady girlfriend, she would often gossip about how warm Clyde's body was and how his chubbiness was comforting. Almost like a teddy bear. Then she'd giggle and as soon as Clyde walked by, most of the time with a taco in his hand, a smudge of sauce on his cheek, and a very bewildered expression on his face, she'd skip over to him, wrap her arms around his soft warmth, and kiss him straight in the mouth.
Whenever Red got all cuddly and touchy feely, it was weird but Clyde never complained. Heck, he was just happy to have a girlfriend that seemed to like him. A lot.
And there is the lovable Clyde. Read and review.