South Park///One Shots

Kenny x Reader

(🎀,☁,🌸) WARNING: possible fights and arguments.

  "I don't wanna go to.Skeeeeeeeel," Eric cried throwing his fists around.

I sighed, "Cartman get up, we gotta go! Mr. Garrison is gonna give us all detention, again!"

"But.... wahhhhhhhh!" Cartman yelled like the whiney child he is.

Kyle stood with his arms crossed making an angry face while Kenny and Stan where already giving up.

Kyle stepped forward and slapped Eric, "Let's go fat a-"

"Kyle," I said stopping the insult.

I joined Kenny and Stan and we walked down the side walk. Kenny talked to me but I rarely saw him without a hood. Stan however he's hard to talk to, he either ignores me or insults me, we used to talk a lot. Kyle is different, he's mean but in a nice way. And Eric, he just whines, a lot.

Kenny looked at me and muffled, "He's a baby."

I nodded, "Definitely, hey Stan do you wanna-"

"No," Stan said before I could finish the sentence.

"Okay- well Kenny, do you wanna come with me and Kyle after school to Ike's birthday party?" I asked.

"Ehhhhhh, mhm," Kenny said with a thumbs up.

Kyle and Eric caught up and were walking behind us when the bus pulled up we stopped.

"GET ON AND SHUT UP!" Ms. Crabtree yelled.

We got on and instead of sitting next to Eric like usual I sat next to Kenny.

"I know you don't wanna go," I said.

Kenny looked at me, "I'll go because you asked, and your the only one who cares."

I smiled and hugged him before sitting back next to Eric.

Me and Kenny got along and cared for each other because we live similar lives. Poor parents, crappy childhoods, we don't have it made for us like Eric or Kyle.

Once we got in class Mr. Garrison stopped me, only me but Kyle and Kenny stood by my side.

"Where's your text book?" Mr. Garrison asked.

I stared at him and shrugged simply.

"That's it you get detention!" He yelled.

I looked at him, "Huh?"

"Dude she doesn't speak English!" Kyle yelled.

Mr. Garrison grumbled and Kenny and Kyle chuckled as they sat down with me. I pretend to not know English since I don't talk in class anyways.

"Y/n, can you understand math?" Mr. Garrison asked.

I stared blankly.

"That means no," Kyle said.

"I know what it means!" Mr. Garrison yelled.

After class we were at the park and while the boys played tag I sat on a swing. Quietly.

I felt a sudden push on my back, someone was pushing me. I looked back but the higher I got the harder it was to see. At first I thought it was Kyle but it was Stan. Soon the pushes stopped and I kept the same height and he joined me, a swing competition.

I never hung out with Stan I tried but he wanted nothing to do with me. I heard Kenny and Kyle shouting my name wanting me to win.

"3..." Stan said.

I prepared myself to jump.

"2..." Stan continued.

"1!" I yelled and jumped, fairly high and landed but in someone's arms. I opened my eyes and it was Kenny.