South Park Shorts

Overworking

I had most of this done but then I decided that I hated it so I'm now rewriting it. Anyways I wanted to add trans Kyle as well so that's another reason why I rewrote it.

I also want to start writing my Bendy oneshots but I'm having trouble coming up with ideas for them so maybe some requests could be helpful? Or just a suggestion on their dynamic and what they like to do with each other (nothing sexual, obviously)

It's been a minute since Kyle has had a conversation with someone. His teachers have been handing out more work than ever lately since grades are most important during this time of the year. Not to mention exams and important essays coming up. He's been so busy studying and trying to keep up with all the new homework so he can get the best grade he can. He hasn't had the time to really sit down during lunch or anytime to talk to anyone. He hasn't really talked to Ike or his parents. Shit. Dinner. Also forgetting to eat, but he's been so caught up with everything he completely forgets about his health. Not eating, he hasn't been sleeping much either. He looked shitty. Horrible to say. With his very noticeable eye bags and drowsiness that was easy to spot, his posture was horrendous, but he'll worry about that later.

It was whatever time at night, before, during, or after dinner? He wasn't so sure but there was a knock at his bedroom door while he was typing his essay and trying not to fall asleep. Tweek's dad's coffee sure did the trick on keeping him alive and awake. What did they put in it? He needed all he could get if he wanted to make it through these next few weeks. He was in the zone, too busy focusing on the essay on his computer screen to even hear people walking in. He didn't wake himself up from his trance until he heard his name.

"Kyle!"
Stan exclaimed, now waving a hand in his face.

The redhead jumped a bit, yawning as he turned to face them.
"Hey guys."

"Are you ok? You seem...stressed. When's the last time you slept?"
Wendy asked.

"Uhhh..."
Kyle started, really taking his time to think.
"I took a nap yesterday during lunch."

"You know what I mean."
She replied.
"And your eye bags are worse than I thought. I knew you had them but I didn't think they were this bad! You need a new concealer because that one you've been using to cover them up is not working out for you. And your concealer creases too! We need to go makeup shopping sometime."

"What about me? I want to go makeup shopping!" Stan said.

"You can go but you don't wear makeup. You only wear eyeliner and black smeared eyeshadow." Wendy stated.

"But I paint my nails too!"
He added, showing off his black nails.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. We can talk about makeup later."
She said, turning back to Kyle.
"You need sleep. You look like one of Frankenstein creations."

"I can't sleep. Do you know how much homework and essays I have to do? I have exams to study for and I still need to finish class work for English."
Kyle exclaimed, yawning again as he typed more on his essay.

Stan reaches over and turns off his computer, crossing his arms after.
"Stan! Are you kidding me? I needed to finish that!" The redhead says.

"Your mental health is more important than some school work that won't even be worth fifteen percent of your grade. Plus the essay about the American revolution isn't due until next week. Trust me, you have plenty of time. And besides, it's Saturday night, there's so much more you could be doing right now." He responds, grabbing Kyle's hand and pulling him off his chair.
"Come on, let's go to sleep now."