A Tale [SOUTH PARK OC X MICHAEL]

Chapter Seven; Apparently Getting Things For Someone Isn't As Bad As You Think

A few months pass by and Morris doesn't go out all that often. Cartman did unblock him, only to ask for favors since he claimed that Morris fucked up his face. Usually Morris ignored him, not even opening his texts. But there was this one that involved a kid named Jimmy who was a paraplegic. Eric's favor was indeed to hurt the cripple but Morris just wanted to meet the guy. Morris still did not reply to Eric's requests.

Morris did however respond to Craig. Today was one of those days. Maybe the monotone kid was going to ask him to play basketball.

Holding a bag full of snacks and water, including the last pieces of his mother's strawberry mocha most recent cake, Morris headed out with his normal puffy jacket and his skateboard. No hat today either.

The park part was rather empty today, as it was a Tuesday. Tuesdays are not park days, it seems. Craig, Token, Clyde, and Kenny were all playing basketball as a few other people sat on the sides. A blonde with an undercut wearing a baby blue shirt and a brunette kid in yellow sat on one of the benches. On another bench sat three girls. Bebe, a black girl with pom-pom puff, and then a little white girl with pigtails.

Very interesting mix-up today.

Morris just stood there by the bench of boys awkwardly, trying not to look at any of them besides Craig and Token. Familiar faces, welcome ones anyways.

Clyde was the first to notice, "Hey Morrison!"

Morris waved, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

The boys stopped playing basketball, Kenny was the first one to come up to him, offering a fist-bump. Morris tried to politely decline with a subtle hand gesture but Kenny just fisted his palm... Wow. Go vagina boy, I guess.

Morris put his hand in his pant pocket right after that, dodging Clyde's attempt at the same thing. Craig just gave a nod. See, he's the one who gets it.

"You said you wanted to meet Jimmy, right?" Token said, catching eye contact with Morris.

"Uh, yeah. Who is..."

"Jimmy Valmer, at your s-s-s-service." Morris's eyes flicked to Jimmy's face immediately.

"You're... capable. Cool."

"H-handicapable." He expresses.

Morris snorted a laugh and Jimmy smiled.

Jimmy laments, "I guh-gu-guess we're gonna b-be friends."

"You made a choke joke, of course we're going to be friends." Morris digs into his bag. "What astrological sign are you? No, wait, don't tell me. Scorpio."

"How d-d-didja know?"

"You're too funny to be a Virgo, so..." Morris pulls out cool ranch doritos, "You like these."

"W-wow that's awf- that's awf- that's awf- cheesy of you."

"Ow, that one hit hard." Morris said looking away from Jimmy as the blonde next to him laughed.

Morris chucked out some bags of lays to Token (hoagie) and Clyde (barbecue). Craig got his weird tiny ice cream cone covered in chocolate and he looked like he was going to eat the bag.

"Oh, right. Uh, that's Butters." Craig said, pointing to people. "Over there is Bebe, Nicole and Kenny's sister, Karen."

"Cool, cool, cool." Morries side stepped to the other bench, avoiding Butters.

Morris fetched a bag of sweet tart ropes for Bebe, holding it out to her.

"Thank you," She said, sickly sweet. Morris was going to throw up from just being in the vicinity as her. She did not feel right and if she spoke to him again he wouldn't be afraid to lift a finger.

Nicole got a few juicy drop pops, different flavors of course. She was more pleasent than Bebe, but still headache inducing.

Then was Karen. Morris squatted down to her level, pulling out a cake container. A plastic fork was taped to the top. Karen gave a radiant smile and Morris had to pull away from her or else he would've fainted. Best girl. Period. Not irritating, just too bright.

Going back to Butters he got a bag of butterscotch. Respectfully. But he avoided any touch with the boy. He couldn't do it, Morris was sure he would hurt the boy.

Kenny was last. Of course.

"Stretch a flap, girl." Morris said.

Kenny held out the front of his parka, giggling and Morris dumped out cheese-its, those really shitty small ones that feel like you're eating pellets, but he also got a couple of those tea biscuits that melt in your mouth so it evens out.

"Craig, payment. Minus Karen and Jimmy completely. Kenny and Butters get half off."

"Okay." Craig pulled out a few photographs and some cash.

"You're forgetting something."

Craig rolled his eyes and pulled out a nickel, licking it and plopping it into Morris's gloved hand. Morris had to pinch himself hard in the leg to keep himself from hurting the kid.

"Thanks," Morris mimicked Bebe's tone which Jimmy and Token seemed to get a kick out of.

Morris bailed out of the park with his skateboard, zooming off to his house to wash up.