You sit down in the front seat, eagerly looking at the boys who have been so kind to you. Once you're comfortable, Wendy sets a small flower crown upon your head. "This is your day, (Y/n)," she whispers to you sweetly. You can't help but blush. So much effort just for you.
The soft music begins and you find yourself bobbing your head along to the beat.
Stan brings his lips to his mic and begins the song. "One, two, three, four... I'm doing so many things, I've become tree 1. Why am I getting weirder in front of you? I'm not a pre-schooler but why is everything so childish? Look at my eyes, my jokes aren't serious. Saying this is so hard, I like you. I was too shy to become your sun, so I became a cold moon. But afterwards, I keep making a wave of blankets on top of my ocean bed."
Kyle is up next. "Slam! Slam! I jump around like a crazy guy, winning over embarrassment with some UFC moves. With a high kick and a jab and a hook, with some pounding, I let it all out in my blanket. Oh, gimme an iron so I can smooth out my hands and feet. You have already made it into several lines of my lyrics. It's even more than that, but my poor blanket. I just wish you were here."
"Only you, only you~" Butters sings.
"Again, I'm acting weird in front of you," Kenny follows up.
"You're so pretty, pretty, pretty~"
"But why am I like this?"
"I sleep and kick my blankets around. Only you woo woo woo woo woo~ You woo woo woo woo woo~"
"Why did I do that? My head is spinning. I keep kicking my innocent blankets, kick kick!" Craig brings himself in.
"Oh pretty pretty pretty~ Oh pretty pretty pretty~ To me, it's only you! Only you!" Everyone's voices meld together.
Cartman looks slightly embarrassed and disgruntled that he's participating in such a sappy song. He doesn't look at you when he continues the song. "My eyes follow your eyes, nose, lips. But please don't misunderstand, I can't hold it in when I see you, this is such a pain. I take a big gulp and say, "Cheers instead of water." I'm not even drunk but I pretend to be drunk and act cute. I'm not a pencil but I keep getting dark thoughts toward you. Did you notice my dark thoughts? I try to hide it but I can't, it's just useless effort."
Clyde, however, seems ecstatic for his part. "Time goes tick tock and when I'm in front of your house, I try to set the mood. This time, I'll really pretend I'm crazy and give you a deep kiss. So I grab your shoulders, but then the phone rings. Your dad asks when you're coming back home! Oh my god, the mood was so good! Before I sleep, I get angry at my blanket again. It was so good..."
"Only you, only you~"
"Again, I'm acting weird in front of you."
"You're so pretty, pretty, pretty~"
"But why am I like this?"
Token gives you a little smile before his part. "Should I go or not? Then I went. Should I do it or not? Then I did it. Making jokes and playing around, getting physical and acting cute. But my arrow keeps missing your target. Where is it? Is that where your heart is? Why did I do that the other day? It's a sleepless night again today, the blanket on my bed is my sandbag. Kick kick kick!"
"Only you~ Only you~ Again, I'm acting weird in front of you! You're so pretty pretty pretty, but why am I like this? I sleep and kick my blankets around!"
"O-Only you woo w-w-woo woo woo woo~ Y-You woo woo w-woo woo woo~ Why did I do that? M-My head is spinning. I keep kicking my innocent blankets, k-kick kick!" Jimmy is trying his damndest to keep his stutter down.
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Pinku Cat Cafe [South Park x Reader]
FanfictionThe flight felt like it took days upon days to end... maybe it was because you felt too jittery to fall asleep for many hours and only successfully rested for about two. Your mother got you up at the asscrack of dawn (around 6:00 in the morning), an...