They saw a duo comming
"OH GOD, WE DONT EVEN HAVE ANY WEAPONS! WE'RE DE-" Kyle was interrupted by cartman pulling out a Glock and wiping them both out.
"...Jesus Christ let's kiss" Kyle exclaimed.
They kissed.
Meanwhile, they run over looting their bodies. They got golden weapons. They were prepared, when suddenly, the storm was approching.
Kyle ran at fast speeds, but cartman, being "big boned" was slow and big. They were being chased by an up and coming duo.
"QUICK, BUILD A WALL, LIKE TRUMP DID!" Cartman exclaimed.
Kyle built a wall and gave Cartman some heals.
"GODDAMN, you're hot" Cartman said while healing.
Kyle blushed.
however, the duo repeatly fired at them, breaking their metaphorical balls. Kyle was running out of mats, leaving them hopeless. They ran, until they founded a car.
"Quick cartman, GET IN!" Kyle said.
They both drove away, even if they were slightly slow because of cartmans fatassery.
"Damn, that was close. We were in circle." Kyle pointed out
"Yeah, we're safe, for now, there's a duo nearby that we could pick off."
"Let's go" Kyle commanded
They ran off, at ruined reels. They caught a duo of a raven team leader and meowskulls and elimated both of them.
They looted, but nothing better than their current loot.
Time had passed, and now it's close to the last circle.
"Well, fuck, it's close to the final circle, hopefully we can clutch this BF" Cartman said
"Jesus fucking Christ."
"YOU SENT HIM!" Cartman accused
"I DIDNT!" Kyle argued
Then, tragedy struck....
