The next day later.
Stan's Pov:
The next day later, I wake up, with my mom checking up on me, worried.
She hugs me.
Sharon: Oh, Stan... Are you alright??
Stan: Uhh... No...
Sharon: Oh, god... My poor baby...
She says, hugging me.
I sigh.
Stan: Mom, do Cartman and Kenny really have to help me? I mean, don't you think this is too much??
Sharon: They need to learn. So yes, they will. I'll drop you off at Eric's today.
I groaned.
Ugh, fine...
At least Kyle will be there...
Later.
Kyle's Pov:
I'm laying on the couch, bored, with Eric and Kenny pampering me and fluffing my pillow and feeding me breakfast, when just then, the doorbell rings.
It's Stan.
Eric's mom gets it, and they come in.
Liane: Hey, Sharon...
Sharon: Hey...
Stan: Sup, dude. How're ya feeling?
He says, as he sits down next to me.
I sigh.
Kyle: I feel like a lazy bastard...
Stan: Damn. Any better? Because I have. A bit...
Kyle: Not really...
Eric: Oh, GREAT. Another LOSER we have to take care of!!
He says, sighing, rolling his eyes, annoyed.
Kenny: Yeah!! Fuck off, Stan!!
Stan's Pov:
I glanced at them, frowning, confused.
Stan: Dude, were your friends!!
Eric: Used to be. How about you guys get the fuck out of my house, and you two can go date instead.
Stan: Dude!! I'm dating Wendy!!
Eric: I don't give a fuck. You care about him so much you probably love him, too.
Stan: Dude!! What if I said the same thing about you and Kenny??
Eric and Kenny both stared at eachother, shocked.
They both turned red.
Eric huffs.
Eric: Well I wouldn't care!! At least KENNY IS MY FRIEND. Unlike KAHL.
Kyle: WILL YOU QUIT PRONOUNCING MY NAME LIKE THAT?!?! IT'S SO ANNOYING!!
Eric: NO, YOU STUPID JEW!! YOU TRIED TO TURN ME INTO A GINGER!!
Kyle: IT WAS SO YOU COULD LEARN YOUR LESSON!!
Eric: THE LESSON YOU SHOULD LEARN IS NOT TO BE A FAGGOT SO MAYBE THEN YOU'D HAVE PARENTS.
Kyle gasps, shocked.
I blink, staring at my best friend, worried.
He sighs.
Kyle: Don't worry about me, Stan. I'll be fine...
He said, as I hugged him.
Stan: You sure??
Kyle: Yes... I won't let fatass hurt me anymore.
Eric: AYE!!
I scoffed.
Stan: Fine. Maybe Cartman is right. We should switch.
Kyle: We should?!?!
I nod.
Stan: Mhm. I'll date Kyle, and you date Kenny.
Eric: FINE BY ME, ASSHOLE.
Kenny: YEAH!!
Stan: Oh, jeez... How is Wendy gonna react to this... I'm fucked...
Meanwhile.
Wendy's Pov:
I was talking to the girls at my house, when just then, I got a call from Stan.
I picked it up, sighing.
Wendy: Yes, Stan??
Stan: Umm... Wendy... There's something I need to tell you... Would you accept me if you knew I was bi...
I gasped, shocked, and put him on the speaker.
The girls giggled.
Bebe: To WHO?!?!
She yelled through the phone, giggling.
Stan sighs.
Stan: Kyle...
Wendy: What...
Lisa: And I thought butters was gay, until he had me...
Wendy: No way... You can't be serious, Stan!! What happened to Kyle and Eric?!?!
Stan: They're done for, Wendy. They're fucked up bullies who fucking hate eachother. Eric and Kenny dead ass almost murdered Kyle today.
I gasped, shocked.
Wendy: Oh my god!! Are they together now?!?!
Stan: Yeah. We switched.
Wendy: Oh my god... How long do you think that's going to last?!?!
Stan: I don't know, Wendy. But I'm afraid we might have to end it... I really don't want to, though, but I have to.
Wendy: Is it a dare?!?!
Stan: No. It's not a dare. Eric suggested it since I care about him so much... I fucking hate myself...
Wendy: Oh my god, no, Stan!! Don't... It's going to be okay!! I still love you...
Stan: Thanks, Wendy... I love you too...
Wendy: I don't think I will ever be with anyone else...
Stan: Wendy, when something bad happens, I'll come back to you, okay??
I sighed, blushing.
Wendy: Okay... Bye...
Stan: Bye...
I sighed, and hung up.
Tears started to fall, and the girls all hugged me.
Bebe: He said he'll come back, Wendy...
Red: Yeah...
Meanwhile.
Stan's Pov:
I feel horrible.
I dumped Wendy.
I looked down, sad.
Kyle sighs, putting his hand on my shoulder.
Kyle: It's alright, dude...
Stan: No, it's not...
Liane: Eric, Kenny, it's time to check their temperatures now...
Eric: FUCK!!
Kenny: NO!!
He mumbles, annoyed, and they both get thermometers, checking our temperatures.
Kyle is burning up bad.
I'm also burning up but not as much as him.
Eric sighs, rolling his eyes.
Eric: You assholes both have a fever. I hope you die, Jew.
Kyle: HEY!!
Kenny: What does this even mean...
Eric: It MEANS THEY HAVE A FEVER, DUMBASS!!
Kenny: HEY!!
Eric: Wow.
Kyle: Since when did Eric know this stuff-
Eric: I don't fucking know. It's common bullshit. Now here's some fucking ice.
He says, going outside and getting some snow.
He puts it in a bag, and makes another for me.
He hands Kenny one, and they both help us, groaning.
Kenny: I HATE TAKING CARE OF PEOPLE!!
Eric: I HATE BEING A NERD DOCTOR.
Kyle: You guys are selfish. DUDE, STOP!! You're holding it too far...
Eric: WELL THEN HOLD IT YOURSELF YOU STUPID JEW.
Liane: ERIC!!
Eric: MEMM, I DON'T WANNA DO THIS ANYMORE!!
Liane: YOU HAVE TO!!
Kyle's Pov:
Both me and Stan giggle.
Eric and Kenny both glare at us, annoyed.
Eric: Oh, you think it's funny, huh?!?! Nerds. Where's your glasses at?!?!
Stan: We just think it's funny watching you guys get tortured.
Kyle: Yeah. Especially you, Cartman. Your face...
Eric: What about it?!?!
Kyle: You're fuming right now, hahahahah.
Eric whispers to Kenny.
Eric: Fuck me right now. I wanna fucking die. I wanna get out of here.
Kenny's Pov:
I mumbled back as I stared at him, frowning.
Kenny: Me too. Let's just get this day over with... Ugh...
Hours later.
In the kitchen.
(Eric is eating a snack walking around ranting to Kenny while the boys are on the couch talking while playing video games.).
Eric: AGHH!! I'VE FUCKING HAD IT!! LOOK AT THEM, OVER THERE HOGGING MY DAMN COUCH, PLAYING MY FUCKING VIDEO GAMES!! THIS IS MY FUCKING HOUSE!! NOT THEIRS!!
Kenny: Maybe we should barge in and sabotage their gameplay.
Eric: YEAH!! I DON'T CARE IF THEY'RE HURT AND CRIPPLED LIKE SHIT OR NOT!! WE'VE HAD ENOUGH!!
Kenny: YEAH!!
We both walk over to the couch, where we take the controllers from them.
Kenny: Play time's over, boys. It's our turn now.
Stan: But, dude!!
Eric: AYE!! THIS IS MY FUCKING HOUSE!!
Stan: Fine...
Eric: AND GET YOUR ASSES ON THE FLOOR!!
They both nod, and scoot on the floor.
We both sit on the couch, taking over.
There wasn't really anything much between me and Eric besides best friends.
But, just to play along, we decided to kiss each other mockingly in front of Kyle and Stan to make Kyle jealous.
Eric: At least you're not a stupid Jew.
Kyle: Shut the fuck up cartman!!
I smirked, blushing.
Kenny: What if I say I won't let him...
Eric: Great idea, KENNY.
He smirks back.
Kyle folds his arms, annoyed, angry.
Kyle: I fucking hate you guys.
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Playful Enemies-Kyman
FanficKyle and Eric are two enemies who are also friends. Whenever Kyle gets in a fight with Eric and hurts him, watching Eric cry makes him feel sad.
