South park characters x reader

Staying up all night (Cartman x reader)

*Second person POV*

"Hey, (Y/N)!" Wendy called out, and behind her was her clique of chicks-- err, i mean girls. This is unusual, you thought. Because these kind of people don't really approach you. As you were one of the boys actually, and would rather hang out with Stan, Kyle, Kenny, Butters and more other guys. Oh wait, i forgot about that fatass, Eric Cartman.

"Uh... Yeah?" You looked over your shoulder.

"For the first time in forever, and after all these years. We finally decided to invite you to our famous parties!" Wendy squealed.

"Honestly, why just now?"

"Because," Wendy shifted her weight from left to right. "Why not? Duh!" She then giggled innocently. But you knew well she isn't that innocent.

"Alright... What's gonna happen there? Who is gonna be there?? When is it??? Where is it???? Why-- oh, wait. Ok, that's all my questions." You asked.

"Like, usual. Dancing. Drinking. Chatting. All of my girls are gonna be there, and maybe their dates too. But as for you, we have someone already. It's this weekend. In Bebe's house." Wendy explained.

"You set me up on a date with a guy i hardly know?"

"Oh, you will know him soon enough... Ok, bye!" Then Wendy and the others left.

"What was that all about?" Cartman, who was beside you, asked.

"Just a party." You scoffed.

"Oh, that. Ugh, their parties are so... Uh, weird." He rolled his eyes. "So, don't you dare go there."

"Why wouldn't i?"

"Because," he mocked. "Why not? Duh!"

"No, seriously. Why?"

"Because i don't trust those bitches." He crossed his arms.

"But you trust me, right?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Then i tell you, i'm capable of going to some girls' prissy party."

"But... They might change you, and you'll be one of them. Then you'll be uncool. And you won't get to sit with us!"

"You're overthinking."

"Thinking? That's new." Kyle laughed.

"Shut up, Jew!" Cartman shot back.

"Try me, fatass!!"

"No, why don't you both shut up? And let (Y/N) here, enjoy her time being a girl... For the first time." Stan had to chuckle because of that.

"I'm fine with it of course. I don't know with, mr. Thickset the overprotective boyfriend though." Kyle shrugged.

"I'm no thickset. I'm not overprotective. Nor am i her boyfriend!"Cartman shook his head.

"Whatever you say, potbelly." Kyle smirked.

"Oh, well. And if you are overprotective and worried about (Y/N), then i could sort of watch her for you. Wendy invited me there obviously." Stan suggested.

"You could? I mean, i'm also not worried about (Y/N)." Cartman looked away.

"Yeah, sure." Stan shrugged.

"Ugh, he's so denial." Kyle rolled his eyes.

"I'm not denial, god damn it!"

*TIMESKIP*

The weekend and or party is finally here. And you were already ready. Bebe's house wasn't that far from yours, so it was sort of easy getting there just in time. Wendy and Stan opened the door for you and welcomed you in, Stan as well winked at you. And you just had to smile at him. The party seemed less crazy. But there sure was loud music and enough drinks for anyone to get drunk. There were also dancing, make out sessions, and a lot of drinking. Obviously.

"(Y/N), even if i'm with Wendy. I still have my eyes on you." Stan said.

"Just don't get to far as making Wendy think you're cheating on her." I joked.

"Oh, uh... Of course." He nodded.

"But seriously, trust me. I'll just sit here and observe the surroundings. Mock people in my head. You have fun." You told him.

"Alright, i will." He ran and went up to Wendy. Before you knew it, they were already heading upstairs. Have fun indeed, you thought as you sighed.

Meanwhile, with Cartman and the others...

"God damn it! Turn off the Stan cam!!" Cartman commanded. "I told him not to go fricker-fuckin' with his bitch!!! Ugh!!!!"

"But (Y/N) did tell him to have fun." Kyle shrugged.

"Well, Jew. It's up to you now. Don't fuck this up." Cartman looked at Kyle with full seriousness.

"Of course." Kyle sighed. And he headed towards the door.

"I swear, if you do anything stupid-- i'll beat the jew out of you!"

"Yes, dad." Kyle groaned and rolled his eyes as he went outside. He awkwardly went inside Bebe's house and immediately looked for you. As he did, he quickly ran up to you and sat beside you. "'Sup?" He looked at you nonchalantly.

"The sky. The ceiling. Oh, and the second floor. Don't forget the roof." You answered, chuckling a bit at your rather corny joke.

"Whatever." He rolled his eyes again. After a second or two of silence, Bebe came up to Kyle, flirted with him for a bit. She was probably drunk at the moment. Unluckily, Kyle gave in. Which made you face palm.

Again, with Cartman...

Kenny approached a control panel and turned another button off. "It's up to me now, is it?" He looked at Cartman.

"Yes. Please don't die."

"Wow, that's a first. Ah, fuck it. Fine." He then left. But sadly, on the way he died.

Cartman then looked at the only blonde left, "Butters--"

"Oh no, Cartman! You are not gonna make me dress up like a girl again and make me rescue your damsel, with some other things coming up like drinking, fucking, and dancing, even if i sort of like dancing!! If you aren't just a fat chicken, you go to Bebe's house!!!" He scolded and left off.

"Fuck... He's right." Cartman stared down at his shoes. Then he looked determined, he went to Bebe's house and immediately grabbed you outside. Then he took you somewhere to a hill, and it had a bench.

"Cartman? What??" You looked at him confused.

"I didn't want you to go there. Because you might change into those whores. Or that you might find someone else there." He looked at you thoughtfully.

"I was just sitting in a chair, mocking everyone in my mind. Observing my surroundings. But... I could've found someone else there. They set me up on some kind of date."

"Whew, luckily i did save you!!!! But, uh... Can you please do me a favor?"

"Anything for you."

"Please don't change into those prissy girly girls. You're the coolest girl i've ever met. I guess."

"Don't worry, i won't." You smiled gently at him.

"Thanks." Then he leaned towards you and kissed you. Obviously, you kissed back. After that kiss, you decided to walk home. You two told each other your experiences awhile ago. And while walking home, you saw the Kenny that was ran over by a car.

"He could've saved you." Cartman told you.

"But he didn't. You did, my hero." You looked at him then giggled.