South Park Kyle X Cartman Novels & Stories

His mum was in one word, scary. "We are going to be seeing an animation," Kathy informed me as Aaron was coming with a plate filled with pizza slices. My eyes lit up as I saw the hot plate of pizza in his hands. I quickly heaved it from his hands. "Hey, be careful!" Aarin bellowed with a warning tone. I didn't listen to him as he sat beside me. "What is the name of the animation?" "The Simpsons." Ugh, I wondered why they were watching it when they clearly knew I didn't like watching it. Aaron and Kathy noticed my frustration and they laughed. I felt they planned this, they were intentionally doing this to spite me.

Maybe because we were together almost everyday, and he was the first person who easily understood me. Xander is somehow different from him. He was serious and a gentleman. He will always agree with me. He would never argue with me. Kyle was funny and honest. If he thinks I'm wrong, he will tell me I made a mistake. He always has a say in everything I do that sometimes leads to an argument.

Every time Louis and Kyle got on the bus to buy tickets, he always smiled and greeted them with the sentence: "Two leopards have returned from hunting!" In response to this greeting, Louis and Kyle will follow the sound of the newspaper and roar in unison. Then they both took the bus ticket and dropped their backs on the seats. The driver would ask them a few questions about last night's work, then Kyle would be the one rambling on about last night's work. Of course, the whole thing he said was made up, because the driver didn't know what their real job was. He lied that their jobs were bartenders at Happy Hill.

A part of me wants to feel bad about the way I spoke, but I don't care enough to be sorry. "Right. You can go," I tell him, watching the way he snaps up from his seat instantly at my words. For a human, he was sure good at listening to my orders. Kyle pushes through the door just as Carter is leaving, and he scans him head to toe with a disgusted glance that I can see doesn't go unnoticed by Carter. "Excuse me," Carter says quietly, bringing his eyes to the floor while pushing past him. Kyle is a big guy, standing at least a few inches taller than Carter, and he is clearly stronger, so I don't blame him for choosing the non-confrontational method.

’ Kyle rubbed at the black, thick, spiked bracelet on his left arm then abruptly announced, “Alright, tours over. Sorry, no refunds, returns or exchanges. No, not even for terrible service. Take your complaints to Rachel’s Reviews and let nature take its course. We accept tips in the form of life advice. Any to impart before we conclude?” It took me a second to put together a thought in my head to respond to all that, “Drugs are bad, m’kay?” I finally offered, quoting Mr. Mackey from South Park. “Good one,” Kyle simply said. The bell rang and we walked the rest of the hallway to Ms. Del Rios’. We stood out front as other people started to gather. “Oh,” Kyle remembered, “I almost forgot. Did

He mimics Kyle. I can smell trouble... ^^^^

“Only the cool ones.” He glanced at me for permission, and I nodded. Slowly, Kyle offered her his stuffed dinosaur like it was a gift of peace. “This is Mr. Chomp. He bites bad guys.” Kyle said proudly. Elaine’s eyes glistened as she reached out to gently pat the dinosaur’s head. “Well, then I feel much safer already.” Kyle crawled up onto the couch near her, settling in like they had always known each other. It was that fast. Kids are funny like that no filters, no baggage. Just energy and instinct.

Zack smirked and said “Well Dog is God spelt backwards. That means, I am a God.” I cringed and shook my head “You’re far from it.” Then ignored him and started drawing again. “Can I draw too?” asked Kyle. I nodded and handed him markers and a blank piece of paper. “So why are you home and now in school?” asked Kyle, as he started drawing.

"It’s too late now, isn’t it?" "Yes," the boys said in unison. "Too bad," Kyle said, trying to keep his smile. "Is it okay if we watch TV until we go home?" Troy asked. "Sure. I’ll take you home later." Kyle picked up the remote and turned on the TV. "Cartoons?" he offered. "We actually watch National Geographic Kids," Troy replied. "Really?" Kyle was surprised. "Cartoons are for babies," Tristan said, grimacing. "Indeed," Kyle nodded. "That’s good to hear."