"There may only be one victor."
None of them say or do anything at all. Kyle's hands are still around Stan, but he isn't leaning on him like earlier.
The words from the speaker came like a shock to both of them. And maybe they're secretly hoping its all just a horrible nightmare.
But it isn't.
This is reality, and Stan knows that. He'll do anything for Kyle to get out of this alive.
That's why he removes Kyle's hands from his shoulder. It's why he reaches for the knife in Cartman's pocket and turns the sharp end towards himself.
"Dude- don't fucking do that!" Kyle slaps the knife away from him and grabs his hand instead. "What's wrong with you?!"
"I- I don't know... you heard the speaker! I'd rather you get out of here alive than me." Stan looks away sheepishly, too much of a coward to look into Kyle's eyes.
"Not happening." Kyle shakes his head, "Look at me." He lifts a hand and guides Stan's face to look into his eyes. "I'm not letting you die."
The next thing that happens his completely unexpected.
Kyle grabs the knife himself, and for a moment Stan thinks he's gonna kill him, but instead, Kyle uses it on himself.
Stan's eyes go wide and suddenly he's standing over Kyle's body, watching the blood pool out from his neck.
"No. Nonono- what was that for!? Kyle! Kyle what the fuck!?" Stan cries, desperately trying to patch up the wound.
Kyle's body goes limp, and the cannon sounds way worse in Stan's ears than it ever did before.
...
"Stan! Stan, are you okay?"
Someone shakes him violently, and he blinks his eyes open to stare straight into Kyle's eyes.
"...Kyle? What happened, how are you alive?"
"What are you talking about?" Kyle's eyes flash in worry, "You just passed out, right after the announcement."
"Oh." Stan breathes, relief flooding his body. "Oh my god."
"What? Stan you're scaring me."
"I just had a nightmare. It doesn't matter." Stan shakes his head trying to get rid of the horrible dream, "What are we gonna do now?"
"I may have a plan." Kyle says, but he doesn't sound very enthusiastic.
"You do?"
"Yeah, but you may not like it."
.
"Woah." Stan exhales, staring down. They're standing on the edge of a cliff, right next to a waterfall. "How did I not notice this place earlier?"
"Remember when I first found you? I thought I heard a river, but I realised the sound was way too loud."
"So.. we just jump? That's your plan?" Stan looks up from the waterfall to look at Kyle.
"Yeah. If they don't want two victors they won't get any." Kyle nods.
"... wait. Before we go I wanna say something"
"What?"
"This might be stupid- and uh.. I know we're gonna die.."
"Stan." Kyle reaches out to grab Stan's hand and squeezes it reassuringly. "Just say it."
"Okay.. uh..
I love you.
Like- like more than I should. And I guess.. I'm fine with dying with you. Even if I still think you should let me die alone so you can go back to Ike-"
"Stan."
"Huh?"
Kyle pulls him close and kisses him on the lips. If Stan didn't know better, he'd say it almost felt real. Like Kyle actually meant it.
"You're such a fucking idiot." Kyle smiles after they pull apart. He rests his forehead against Stan's and just stays there like that.
Must be beautiful watching this on tv. With the waterfall in the background and them standing there like they're actually in love.
Stan lets himself stay in Kyle's arms. Because even if it's fake, he can't get himself to let go just yet.
"I love you too, dude." Kyle says after a while of just standing there.
"I guess... we should.." Stan gestures to the cliff beside them, looking down at the rocks. If he squints, he even sees a tiny rainbow in the small drops splashing from the waterfall.
"Right." Kyle steps back from the embrace, while still holding hands.
"Okay." Stan sighs heavily. "On three?"
Kyle nods.
"One.."
They take a step forwards.
"Two.."
Stan's boot hits a rock by accident and he watches it tumble down and splash into the water.
"Thr-"
"Stop! Stop! Ladies and Gentlemen I give you the winners of the 74th Hunger Games! From district twelve, Stan Marsh and Kyle Broflovski!"
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[ ...Am I forgiven?🙏
Pls don't hurt my family😰 lmao]
EDIT: This is the final chapter. You may see more posted, that is because I originally wanted to continue this. I advise, if you want closure, to stop reading here.
But, if you want some extra gayness and stuff, you can read the remaining chapters, just remember that it'll end pretty abruptly.
Thank you for reading.
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Style Hunger Games AU | South Park
Fanfiction"And the second tribute from district twelve is... Ike Broflovski!" Kyle's entire world stops. What? No that can't be true. Ike's name was only entered once. It's his first ever reaping. He can't get picked, that's unfair. Kyle watches as peacekeepe...
