「𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳」

1. Jew and the Fat ass

"Heh, who let the jew out of the bag?" Cartman banged his fist on the table as he laughed his ass off. Kyle leaned over the lunch table trying to get ahold of him with a red face and a nasty attitude. "C'mere ASSHOLE."

I rolled my eyes and watched Kyle grab ahold of Cartman, shaking him by the collar while the fatass kept laughing. I looked around the lunch table to see Stan and his girlfriend watching something on his phone. I couldn't see what exactly but my guess was some drama movie that came out. 

As for Kenny he usually is here.. well not all the time. He mostly eats his lunch quick and then dips or isn't even here, I have seen him carry around Playboy magazines he hides, oh so horribly. I think I know why he isn't here half of the time...

I scrunch up my nose at the thought of Kenny and his magazines, making me finally get up from my seat to throw away my food. 

"Y/n where you going?" Kyle stopped shaking Cartman to look my way as he had saw me slowly sit up, Cartman still had a smirk on his face. "To throw away my food and go somewhere else, you guys are annoying." I laughed softly not really meaning it, but actually sorta meaning it.

Kyle let go of Cartman settling down. "Yeah jews are annoying wouldn't wanna be around you too Kahl"

Cartman gave Kyle an evil smirk  making Kyle roll his eyes. "You know after 7 years of making fun of me because I'm Jewish you would think Cartman would mature, but you haven't fucking dick." Kyle flipped off Cartman, "After seven years it still bothers you?  Pussy." Cartman snorted riling up Kyle again.

You could see Kyle's eyebrows furrow in frustration with a fiery fist. 

"Oh here we go again.. this is exactly why I leave you guys." I sighed, walking away from the childish teens.

. . .

"You talk ALOT for someone who breaks a scale every time you step on one!" Kyle hissed in irritation. Cartman raised his eyebrow "Are you calling me fa-"

"EXPLICITLY." 

"WELL AT LEAST I'M NOT A GINGER WHO'S JEWISH."

"Oh, suck my dick Cartman." Kyle folded his hands looking away from Cartman, as he did so he saw Y/n throw away her food and made her way out of the cafeteria. His eyes grew soft, gaze never left until she completely existed the lunchroom. 

He sighed softly, arms unraveling itself and let to rest on his thighs.

"Stupid cartman." he whispered underneath his breath.