South Park: Dragging Me Down

Hurt

"So kids, today we're gonna be playing basketball."

A few unexcited murmurs drifted through the students sitting down on the floor opposite their coach. It was fifth period, so most of them were in no mood to run about silly for an hour and just wanted to go home.

Coach Blackguard soon set about choosing the jocks as team leaders and ordered them to choose their teammates. Since Stan was taking some time off school because of the incident the previous day, Craig and Clyde were chosen to lead the teams, immediately causing friction between the two friends.

Craig pointed at his boyfriend. "I pick Tweek."

"Aah, yay! T-Thanks babe!" Tweek smiled, leaping behind Craig.

"Gay."

"Fuck off, Cartman."

"Language, children!"

"Assfuck."

"Cartman!"

"It's his fault for being a bender!"

"Craig's a water bender?"

"Shut up, Butters."

"I pick Token." Clyde pointed at his friend.

"Fuck you Clyde, I was gonna choose him next!" Craig snarled.

"Well you can't now, can you, fucktard? Choose someone else."

"Language!"

Pip was noticeably distant, sitting away from the others with his knees drawn up to his chest. He was staring blankly at the brick wall on the right, finding it more appealing than the class itself. He found himself thinking about his evening with Mysterion.

He actually came back to see me again! He's honestly way too nice, I really need to pay him back for that meal but I don't have the funds, perhaps I could-

"Pirrup! Stop daydreaming and get over here!"

Pip snapped himself out of his thoughts and stood up awkwardly. He ended up being relegated to Craig's team, much to the team's disappointment. A chorus of groans greeted him as Craig herded him to the back of the line. The noirette then paraded down it, coaching his team as if they were about to play some world championship game. Pip likened him to a sporty drill sergeant.

"Okay, I know this is weird since normally Stan would be your Captain," came Craig's monotonous voice, "But I assure you I will be just as good and able to kick Clyde's ass better than Stan ever could."

"Go Craig!" cheered Tweek. The others just rolled their eyes. Pip sighed.

Craig set about telling his team their positions. Pip still wasn't paying attention so was caught by surprise when Craig finally pushed past him.

"Fail the team and I'll fucking break your legs, freak."

Pip nodded.

The boys soon got to work playing basketball. Pip did very little, knowing that the others would probably scream at him if he tried to do anything to help them score, so stayed out of it as much as he could. He was too distracted to concentrate on the game anyway.

"Heads up!"

Pip had all but a moment to turn and see the basketball flying towards him. It smacked hard into his face, the force throwing him onto the floor. He held his stinging face in his arms, trying to hold back his tears.

Served him right for not concentrating.

A few of the boys crowded around Pip to see what damage had been done before shrugging it off, taking their ball back to carry on the game.