A Night Out

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"Alright, when is Cartman heading here?" Kyle asks, sitting in his living room, with Stan and Kenny. "He better fucking show up, I'm not dealing with him bailing."

"I saw him head out to his house with Butters after the bus, pretty sure he's staying over." Stan responded as Kyle sighs.

"He better show up." Kyle mutters. "I'm serious. I understand if he had an actual thing to do, but if he did he needs to say something. Jesus."

The front door opened as Cartman walked into the house entrance with Butters, as they closed the door and walked to the living room to take a seat on the couch.

"Man, my neck hurts." Cartman says, as he lays his head on the couch with his eyes closed as Kyle ashim, "What is Butters doing here?"

"Well him and I are planning stuff, so he needs to stay at my place, so I brought him. He can do my part of the project for me."

Kyle rolls his eyes. "Cartman, we already FINISHED your part."

"Oh, really? Thanks, guys, that's nice of-"

"Shut up Cartman." Stan replies. "We did it because we thought you wouldn't show up again, so we weren't trying to be nice."

"Whatever." Cartman says, rolling his eyes and heading to Kyle's fridge to take a soda out from the shelves. "Ew, all you guys have is diet soda? Sounds like somebody's insecure."

"Shut up." Kyle says. "It doesn't mean I'm insecure, it means I actually care about my health, something you should take care of."

Cartman rolls his eyes as he sips his drink. "Tastes like ass, and I actually do take care of my health, thank you very much."

"Taking care of your health doesn't mean surpassing 300 pounds while being in the ninth grade, Cartman.

"Are we done with the entire project?" Stan asks, yawning.

"I guess so." Kyle says as Cartman groans. "You're telling me I walked to your house to do nothing after you bitched at me for not showing up?" Eric asks as Kyle laughs. "Your house is literally a TWO MINUTE walk from here."

Kenny looks at his cracked phone screen and gets up. "I'm gonna head out, I gotta go make dinner for Karen since Kevin is out today. See you guys!" He says walking out the door as Cartman follows.

"I'm leaving too since this Jew wants to waste my walking. Let's go, Butters! Hurry!" Cartman squealed, as him and Butters headed out the door.

Kyle rolls his eyes. "I feel bad for Butters, he's gotta deal with Cartman all night. Anyways, wanna head up to my room, Stan? We can watch a movie!"

Stan nods. "Sure! Oh, can we watch a show instead?"

They both start heading up the stairs, as Kyle nods. "Yeah, whatever you wanna watch, let's go see what they have."

The two boys headed up to Kyle's room and sit in Kyle's bed, as Kyle adjusts some pillows and blankets for Stan as they sit next to each other, while Stan fiddles with the remote.

"Have you ever watched Tokyo Ghoul?" Stan asks as Kyle shakes his head. Stan smirks and hits the play button. "Well, now you will."

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"I'm heading out." Eric says, as he throws a hoodie on and Butters looks at him, confused. "What? Why? I thought we were gonna round up our cash and plan." He says, as Eric shrugs and nods. "Uh...we will, but I'll be back. I'll only be gone for a bit, just go order a pizza if you're hungry, my mom left her card here." Eric says, as he heads out the door, and goes outside, seeing Kenny pull up in an old, worn down, car.

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