Cartman stared blankly at the doormat. "Choose Love!" How ironic. His chances were just barely approaching to be grabbed and he missed, hard. He had to leave before anyone saw him. It was 8:57 PM, meaning that not many people were out.
Still, Cartman couldn't take any chances. If people saw him, they could say that he was at Clyde's house before the murder, and since everybody knows that they aren't the fondest of each other, that could prove the end of him.
He walked away from the porch, glaring at Clyde's house as he walked leisurely down the street.
Everything tastes good when you're starving.
Maybe Cartman just missed Heidi, right? This was crazy; he was planning on murdering someone just because of a crush. He should just go home.
No. There's nothing at home for him. He was bored, and all he wanted to do was be with Butters. Sadness wrapped around him like the coldest hug known to man. He stopped walking, having noticed he was in front of Kyle's house.
Maybe all he needs is a friend.
He knocked on Kyle's door.
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bump! {clutters fanfic} (clyde x butters)
Roman d'amourI made this!! Drunk!! UwU ||||||| EDIT 12-28-2024 : My friend gave me her fanfiction and said she gave up, said "I'm getting lazy," so here I am. I'm not deleting / changing the first few chapters she made, since they're more of an artifact than an...
