Bananas And Creme
A/N" Okay, so I think Tweek/Carly is the best couple ever, so they need a little mixing up!
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Harbucks Coffee, 12:49 on a cloudy Saturday. Tweek and Carly were enjoying a Venti Bananas And Creme Frappacino with two straws. Carly leaned over the small coffee table and wiped some whipped creme off Tweeks lip, then kissed him tenderly. It was their second official date. Emily and Clyde collected their coffees as well and joined them. They sat across from eachother, perpindicular from Tweek and Carly. Emily sighed and smiled weakly at Clyde, who was grinning uncontrollably. She had someone to cry to, but felt empty as Clyde was a last resort. She gazed at Kyle, over with his new love Wendy. She could never cease to love him. He was the single most important being in her short life. She gazed at him, and got away with it, considering his back was toward her.
Meanwhile, Bebe and Kenny were on a couch eating chocolate chip muffins in the distance. Kenny pulled down his hood and winked at Bebe. In turn, she girlishly giggled. Stan and Kyle were there just hanging out alongside Kenny. Wendy truthfully was there with Bebe, and was trying to come onto Kyle at the same time. Kyle looked a little creeped out and scootched away from Wendy. Stan stared longingly at the girl across the room with Tweek. He didn't even know her name, but realized how much he FUCKING hated that douche Tweek. Why did he get the pretty girl, and he was stuck hanging out with his friends. What the hell is Wendy whispering to Kyle? Let's venture, shall we?
"Hey Kyle, why don't you buy me a coffee?" Wendy provocatively hushed into Kyles ear, eyeing Emily. Kyle gave her a weird look and relocated chairs. His eyes had to adjust for a second, but he caught Emily looking straight at him. His heart skipped a beat, and he just looked down. Why did she leave me for that dumbfuck Clyde? He doesn't even know the answer to 5x2! Maybe there was a misunderstanding. He was a little busy this week. Every day after school he would have to go to hockey practice until 9. One day, though, Wendy asked him to come to the arcade.. weird. She couldn't even play them, with all her casts and slings and stuff. Wendy was too calculating and scheming, she might have something to do with this. She looked awful pouty that he didn't get her a coffee. Kyle had no clue what Stan ever saw in her. There was some strange quality to her. She was sort of...evil. It wasn't a sexy evil, either. When Emily kicked Wendy's ass two weeks ago, it wasn't evil like Wendy. It was a balance, like.. wicked. Things are soo fucked up right now. Wendy had already travelled back to Kyle, and was stroking his thigh, much to his annoyance. He looked over at Kenny, who looked positively smitten. Bebe was affectionately nuzzling his neck. Kenny is so goddamn lucky to not have to deal with this crap.
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Craig sniffed and flicked his hair out of his face. He started making his way back home. Ever since he and Kristin had broken up, he couldn't think of anything else. He had gotten kicked out of basketball practice early, for not trying. Of course he knew full well why he wasn't trying. What's the point when his potential soulmate was in love with a sadistic fatass. As he was walking, his damn emo bang kept getting into his face. He didn't care not being able to see infront of him. Why the hell was she attracted to that fat FUCK? It's not fair..."OWCH!" Craig collided with someone. He flicked his brunette bang, only to see a girl with the same bang as him. She flicked the bang, revealing a blue eye. Craig gasped at what he saw. "Oh..." he froze up. He whirled around and silently sighed. He had hoped not to see her for awhile. Kristin sighed, but impulsively put her hand on his shoulder and turned him around in one swift motion. She locked him infront of her and pursed her lips. She smiled and said, "Look. Umm I think we ended things a little to quickly. I'm really sorry for what happened with Eric. He's become a little self absorbed lately and, well... it was more of a pity kiss. I can't explain it, but, maybe I was wondering if we could just hang out for a bit? It would mean a lot to me... it doesn't have to be a date. Well, if you don't want it to be. You know, just to show there's no hard feelings." Kristin crossed her fingers. A bent smile formed on Craig's face. Why was he ever mad at Kristin? Before everything went wrong, Kristin was a little vulnerable because Craig had to go to basketball practice. Maybe he was just a little bit of a one-time rebound love. Maybe she just felt sorry for Cartman, and that was it. Well, that's what Craig hoped. "Sure." Craig beamed, wiping the black eyeliner from underneath his baby blues. "I should probably stop this emo act. You and I are cool now.. right?" Craig fought back a grin, playfully punched Kristin in the arm. "Right." she giggled, glad that things were back to normal. Well, not quite normal. She still wanted more.
Just at that moment, Kristin felt a feeling of love overcome her. She knew she wanted to kiss Craig. But did he want her to? She had to at least try, maybe Craig still felt for her the way she felt for him. Kristin turned to Craig and lightly tilted her head. She kissed a surprised Craig. It was just something about his lips that made her feel like she was home. She backed up a little to see the reaction that Craig had aprehended. He was a little dazed at her actions but he seemed to enjoy their little moment. Just then, the two heard a noise. It was a hushed crying in the distance. "WEEEEEEEH...EEEEEEH...MEEEEEEEEEEEEEM!" he whined, his navy eyes welled up with tears. The couple could tell he was heartbroken, more than ever before. Even Kristin could feel Eric's heart sink. For some reason, she didn't feel as bad for Cartman as she did for Craig. But now the tables had turned. Cartman ran home to his mother's open arms. Craig gave Mrs. Cartman a disgusted look, who knew where those hands had been? "Poopykins, what's the matter?" she asked her son in a high-pitched, dippy voice. "Here, I made you some tasty Snacky Smores with extra chocolate, your favourite!" Cartman sobbed as he grabbed the snack. He shoved it in his mouth and stormed into the house. "Poopy?" she ran after him. Craig and Kristin had observed the whole scenario from a safe distance. They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. They had got what they wanted and Cartman may have caught them but that was the fun of everything. Kristin felt the sting of regret, but was about neck-deep in trouble with Craig, she just had to forget Eric.
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For the next few days, Craig and Kristin were basically inseperable. They did everything together at school and even went over to each others houses. They double-dated with Tweek and Carly. They played truth-or-dare in their clubhouses. Cartman watched pathetically through his bedroom window. A blanket over his head, all the lights turned off and semi-closed blinds. He longed for Kristin to bond with him like that. The way she did in the Starks Pond bushes. Oh how he missed her soft brown hair and how she would stroke his neck and make him purr. He didn't want her to share this sort of bond with Craig. Eric wanted to feel special, like he was only hers. He had to win her back somehow, and he needed a girl. A girl who sparks jealousy. A schemer at heart. He knew just the person for the job: Wendy "BITCH!" Testaburger.
Until next time, »aym«