South Park High (Kyle Broflovski x Female Reader)

Cartman's Defeat

(Y/n's POV)

Cartman chuckles, unfazed by Kyle's threat. "You're in no position to make demands, Kyle. Hand over the stick, or things will get ugly." My heart was beating out of my chest, I didn't even know if I should tell Kyle to hand it over or not, because both outcomes are bad. Kyle's eyes flicker towards mine, silently communicating his fear and uncertainty. I try to yank my arm away one more time. Craig tightens his grip on me, causing me to wince in pain. "Craig you asshole! I'm so unfriending you after this!" Craig lightly laughed, "No you won't." I sighed, "...Dammit your right"

(Kyle's POV)

The room fell silent for a moment, the weight of the situation sinking in as we stood there, trapped and at Cartman's mercy. Eric was shifting every few seconds, I could tell he was getting impatient, I finally step forward, my fists still clenched tightly. "You're not getting the stick, Cartman. No matter what you do." I spat. "Very well. Craig, take her." Cartman commanded, pointing his staff to the door. Craig starts to pull Y/n towards the door, and she struggles against his grip, but he's too strong. I go to shove Cartman aside to grab Y/n, but he puts his staff against my chest, stopping me. "You will make it worse for her if you follow." He said shaking his head.

(Y/n's POV)

"Jesus Craig, why do you have to go to the gym so often?!" I joke trying to lighten the situation. Craig's monotone expression cracks ever so slightly, and a small smirk forms on his face. "Gotta stay fit for all those epic battles, you know." I roll my eyes, and slightly give up my struggling as he takes me down the stairs. As we descend the stairs, I steal a glance back at Kyle, silently hoping for a plan or a way to escape this predicament. "Where are we even going??" I ask as we reach the outside. Craig glances at me briefly, his grip tightening just a bit. "You'll find out soon enough," he replies, his tone devoid of emotion. "Haha" I laugh sarcastically. We continue walking in silence, the tension thick in the air as I try to gather my thoughts and prepare for whatever awaited us.

I know how to get him to talk

"If you don't tell me where we are going then, I'll tell Tweek that you said you hate him" I say sternly. Craig's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. "You wouldn't dare," he responds, his voice laced with a hint of concern. "I do dare!" I say determined and smiling a bit. Craig lets out a frustrated sigh. "Fine, we're taking you to the school. Cartman has something planned there," he reluctantly reveals, his grip on my arm loosening slightly. "The school? What the hell?," I say to myself as we walk.

***

We arrive at the school, and I notice a group of familiar faces gathered in the distance, waiting for us. I start to get nervous, I can't tell what the expressions on their faces were. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself as we approach the group, uncertainty gnawing at my gut. "Hey guys.." I say awkwardly smiling. The group remains silent, their expressions unreadable. Craig gives me a slight push forward, and I take a hesitant step, waiting for someone to speak. My mind races thinking if I should make a break for it or if that will just make things worse for me, before I could make a decision, Cartman's booming voice interrupts the silence. "Welcome, Y/n, to our little gathering. I hope you're ready to fulfill your important role."

How the hell did he get here so fast-

"Fuck you Eric." I spat, glaring at him. Eric chuckles, seemingly unfazed by my defiance. "Such spirit. I like it. But remember, you're in no position to challenge me," he taunts, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and malice. I clench my jaw and walk towards him with my fists ready. As I approach him a grin appears on his face as two people grab my shoulders holding me back. I struggle against the grip of the two people holding me back, my frustration boiling over as Cartman's smug grin fuels my determination to resist. "I'm gonna fucking kick you in the balls you bastard!" I yell at him trying to kick my feet. Cartman laughs heartily, reveling in my anger. "Oh, I'd love to see you try, Y/n. But for now, you'll do as I say." His tone drips with condescension, "And if I dont comply?" I ask raising a brow. "You don't want to find out," Eric replies with a smug expression on his face. "Let's just say it won't end well for you." My face scrunches up with annoyance, "Your a fat asshole!" I insult him again, Cartman's face contorts with rage, his eyes narrowing into slits. "You shouldn't have said that," he growls, his voice filled with venomous anger. "I can say it a thousand more times if you want me too!" I shout back. Cartman's face turns beet red, his fury boiling over. "That's it!" he bellows, his voice echoing through the schoolyard. "You're going to regret ever crossing me!" "DO YOUR FUCKING WORSE!" I yell in the heat of the moment, Cartman's face contorts with a wicked grin, his eyes gleaming with a twisted satisfaction. "Oh, I will," he sneers, before motioning for the others to act.