Pinku Cat Cafe [South Park x Reader]

Stolen Away

He's lost you. Dull, blue eyes look up at the ceiling of the bathroom almost as though the light has been completely ripped from them. He's sitting on the floor outside of the bathroom stalls, his headphones on as he stares at nothing. He brings his knees to his chest, his head dropping. "You're pathetic, Stan Marsh. Downright pathetic."

I don't really give a damn about the way you touch me

When we're alone

You can hold my hand

If no one's home

Do you like it when I'm away?

If I went and hurt my body, baby

Would you love me the same?

I can feel all my bones coming back

And I'm craving motion

Mama never really learns how to live by herself

It's a curse

And it's growing

You're a pond and I'm an ocean

Oh, all my emotions

Feel like explosions when you are around

And I've found a way to kill the sounds, oh

Kyle is quiet as he does his work. One of his earphones is in, while the other is laying uselessly on his desk. Usually, he would do nothing after he finished his work, just chatting amongst the other students... but not right now. He begins to sketch you in the back of his notebook absentmindedly. Upon realizing what he's doing, he slaps the notebook shut and shoves it in his bag. He sniffles. God damn it.

Oh, baby, I am a wreck when I'm without you

I need you here to stay

I broke all my bones that day I found you

Crying at the lake

Was it something I said to make you feel like you're a burden?

Oh, and if I could take it all back

I swear that I would pull you from the tide

Cartman had gotten out of class due to him asking to go to the bathroom. However, he decided to go outside of the school, in the back where the goths take their smoke breaks. He scowls as his hands are shoved into his pockets. "Stupid fucking Kenny..." He growls before kicking a nearby trash can over in anger. "It should have been me!"

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

I said no, I said no

Listen close, it's a no

The wind is a-pounding on my back

And I found hope in a heart attack

Oh at last, it is past

Now I've got it, and you can't have it

Butters wipes his eyes with the sleeve of his sweater. He knows that he should be happy for you, that you found someone... he knows that Kenny will treat you well. He should be happy, ecstatic, even... but he is so terribly sad that it hadn't been him you chose. He puts his forehead on his desk, his shoulders shaking from his emotions. Why am I being so selfish?

Baby, I am a wreck when I'm without you

I need you here to stay

I broke all my bones that day I found you

Crying at the lake

Was it something I said to make you feel like you're a burden, oh

And if I could take it all back

I swear that I would pull you from the tide

Token rubs Clyde's shoulder, a saddened expression on his face. The two of them are heartbroken, as is everyone else... but Clyde has always been more of the type to wear his heart on his sleeve. They all were in competition - everybody knows that, but it's left unsaid that they would rather none of them have you than just one. He brings a tissue out of his bag and to Clyde's crying eyes, a soft expression on his face. Losing really does suck, doesn't it...?

Darling, when I'm fast asleep

I've seen this person watching me

Saying, "Is it worth it? Is it worth it? Tell me, is it worth it?"

Guess there is something, and there is nothing

There is nothing in between

And in my eyes, there is a tiny dancer

Watching over me, he's singing

"She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a boy"

He's singing, "She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a line without a hook"

Craig and Tweek cradle each other, finding solace in each other's warmth in the midst of their sadness. The blonde is sniffling, his tears leaving wet spots on his boyfriend's shirt. Craig isn't doing quite well, either - not crying, but feeling like garbage all the same. He presses a soft kiss to Tweek's forehead, his fingers drawing shapes on his back. I'm going to beat the shit out of Kenny.

Baby, I am a wreck when I'm without you

I need you here to stay

I broke all my bones that day I found you

Crying at the lake

Was it something I said to make you feel like you're a burden, oh

And if I could take it all back

I swear that I would pull you from the tide

Jimmy is silent as he does his work. His lip twitches into a frown and he sets his pencil down. He sits there, staring down at his paper... nothing. He waits for a moment, trying to think of a joke to try to cheer himself up... it doesn't happen. He leans back and puts his face in his hands. There's nothing even remotely funny in this situation... I just feel horrible.

She's a, she's a lady, and we are just boys.

She's a, she's a lady, and we are just lines without a hook.