Chapter seventeen: Back to normal.
A/N: Yes, I finally thought of a name for a chapter. Whoo! Um, *Ahem* Anyways. Cartman is going to be "Fixed" in this chapter. But how the others will handle it (Especially Kyle) is going to be something you just need to read to find out for yourselves.
After school, everyone met at the basketball court. The game was Two v. Two with substitutions. The teams were Token, Clyde and Stan as their substitute, and Cartman, Craig, and Kenny as their substitute. Kyle, Butters, and Tweek were just watching.
"Shoot! Shoot it!" Kyle cheered, Cartman had the ball in his hand. He shot it in the air, only to be blocked by Clyde.
"Aw, next time for sure Cartman!" Kenny cheered his best friend on.
"Pass the ball, Clyde!" Token called from behind where Cartman was standing.
Hesitantly, Clyde did what they were planning to do. He sure was gonna miss the nice Cartman.
"I'm sorry, Cartman." He whispered, before hurtling the ball right at his face.
Cartman slowly opened his eyes to the sound of arguing.
"YOU DID IT ON PURPOUS?!"
"We were just trying to turn him back to normal."
"HE'S SUFFERED ENOUGH CLYDE! YOU SHOULDN'T KEEP INFLICTING DAMAGE TO HIS HEAD! WHAT IF YOU MAKE IT WORSE? WHAT IF YOU GIVE HIM AMNESIA? WHAT IF YOU GIVE HIM A BRAIN BLEED?"
"Guys, he's coming to."
Cartman recognized the voice as Token.
"Oh thank God! Baby, are you okay?" once the screaming voice calmed down, he was able to recognize Kyle's voice.
"I'm fine, Jew. It'll take more than a blow to the head from pussy boy over there to knock me out for long."
"Yep. He's back to his old, annoying self."
"Shut up poor boy, nobody asked you!" Cartman snapped.
"Cartman..." Kyle looked his (Hopefully still) boyfriend in the eyes.
"What do you want, Jew?"
"Do you... still like me?"
"No."
Kyle felt like he was just punched in the gut. Tears were forming in his eyes. Then, next thing he knew, Cartman grabbed him and pulled him close.
"I still love you."
Then he planted his lips onto Kyle's. The Jewish boy was still slightly teary eyed, but they were tears of joy now. He wrapped his arms around Cartman's neck and did not want to let go.
"Awww! Cartman has a soft spot!" Token sang.
"SHUT UP YOU BLACK ASSHOLE!" Cartman snapped, blushing profusely.
"Yeah, whatever." Token snickered.
"Are you okay dude?" Clyde asked in concern.
"YOU DON'T GET A SAY YOU DICK!" Kyle screamed. "IT'S YOUR GOD DAMN FAULT HE'S HURT TO BEGIN WITH!"
"Jesus Kahl, you are so hot when you're pissed off!" Cartman praised, making Kyle blush.
"AWWWWW!" Everyone cooed.
"SHUT UP YOU DICKS!"
The end.