Party Foul

Chapter I

A/N This is a role play between me (Ask1KyleBroflovski) and ericfuckingcartmann, enjoy.
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Cartman's P.O.V

It was early in the morning, I didn't want to get up, I was too comfortable to move, as I tried to go back to sleep, until... There was a knock on my door...

I opened it to see who it was, still in my pajamas...

'Hey fatass, some of us were wondering.... Are you available today, me and the guys are going to a party, I.... We thought we should bring you along.'

My eyes lit up, a party huh? That sounds awesome!

'Oh hell yeah! A party sounds super fucking sweet! Who's party is it, and what time?'

Kyle stood there and sighed.
'I heard from Stan it was Bebe's, But the only reason he's going is because of Wendy, Kenny is going for girls and booze, oh, and it's at 6:57pm... A weird time if you ask me...But we're heading there now, they asked us to help out...'

'Shit- right now? Alright alright, hold on.'

I leave the front door open as I run up the steps, I had no time to think about closing the door, I had to get changed fast.

I got dressed into nicer clothes, a nice black jacket with dark blue pants and a write T, had to look presentable right? I finally finish up and head down the steps, I head towards Kyle, who is standing beside the door, I close the door behind me and make sure I lock it this time.

'Okay let's go. Lead the way Jew.'
Kyle sighs and rolls his eyes.

We continue walking, I thought we were heading to the car, but sadly no...

'Do we seriously all not have cars? God we look like such losers. I totally would've used my mom's car if she wasn't out using it.' I complained, but no one seemed to answer.

The whole way there I sometimes but into Stan's and Kenny's conversations, But mostly kept my attention to my text messages, right as I finish a text, I catch Kyle starring at me.

'What?' I ask, Kyle doesn't say anything and turns away. Feeling a bit frustrated I shove my phone into my pockets. 'I look super hot, right?'
That should get his attention. 'I'm telling yew Kahl, yew need to come to more parties. I always look super hot. I grin, he furrows his eyebrows at me and sighs.

'Psh, the only people you're hot are people who are desperate.'

He retorts, we both stop in our tracks and continue fighting.

'Is that why yew were starring at me? You're looking pretty desperate there Jewfag.'

I suddenly notice that Stan and Kenny left and I frown.

'AY! Where the hell are those assholes going? I thought we were going to Bebe's party. I don't know where her new place is!' They ignore my out burst and continue walking away.

Kyle obviously ignores the fact that Stan and Kenny left us for dead and continues to fight with me.

'Cartman in reality, YOU'RE the desperate one here.'

Okay, now I'm a little annoyed...

'YEW were the one staring at me! I'm not fucking desperate! You're the one that was checking me out, so don't try to pin this one in me gaywad!'

Kyle stood his ground despite my yelling and calling him gay, this never happened before...

'Like I said...' Kyle puts his hands in his pockets and sighs once more. 'Why would I be so desperate to check you out?'