South Park Preferences and Imagines

16. Kyle Broflovski Imagine

***Set after you're dating.

[Y/N] was pretty okay with everything at the moment. Nothing bad seemed to be happening.

Except for, you know, the typical, average, ordinary, everyday apocalypse. Where the whole town was convinced that Microsoft had teamed up with the Kardashians to take over the world. Long story, actually it wasn't.

Cartman made a slide show full of conspiracy theories and made a dumb conspiracy that the Kardashians were gonna create Booty Robots with Microsoft to make America more disciplined.

[Y/N] decided to just stay in her basement with her friends until the whole thing was over.

"Cartman, why Cartman? Why not have someone like Butters try and take over the world?" Bebe hit her head against the wall and groaned.

"Because Cartman's a fat piece of fuck, we just need to make sure that he doesn't make things worse." [Y/N] sighed as she turned on the radio.

"It seems as if the Booty Robots will be here in South Park in about... Three hours. Back to you T-"

"Seriously, the whole town is going bat-shit crazy!" [Y/N] seethed.

"Maybe we should all just go out there? I mean, what's the worst that could happen? Nobody else would be out there and I left my laptop in my room. At least then we could watch a movie." Bebe suggested.

"Hm, alright. Me and Bebe will go out and then come back." The blonde girl agreed and linked arms with [Y/N].

"I know where the spare key is, let's go." Bebe led [Y/N] and left the basement, going outside to the barren streets.

"This is creepy as hell, nobody's out here." [Y/N] shuddered.

"Yeah, let's just hope nothing weird happens. But knowing this town, something's bound to go crazy." Bebe rolled her eyes as they walked to her house.

"My parents are probably in the basement freaking out, maybe we should tell them it's just a stupid theory made by Cartman?" Bebe asked. [Y/N] shook her head.

"They'll probably just freak out even more and drag you down there with them, besides, what's the worst that can happen?" [Y/N] frowned as she thought of what the worst that could happen.

"Hey, I got my laptop and the charger, maybe we could-" Bebe was interrupted by something breaking her window and barely missing her head.

"What the hell? My parent's window!" Bebe looked outside the window after placing her laptop onto a small table.

"Bebe!" [Y/N] pointed to the object that broke her friend's window, it looked like a can, and it began to spew out gas.

"Bebe! Get out of here!" [Y/N] yelled, Bebe looked at the gas and tried to open her door. No way was she trying the window, the broken glass would make her hands bleed.

"The door's locked!" Bebe coughed through the gas.

"Then unlock it!" [Y/N] wheezed as she went to the door, but Bebe was having problems with the door.

"It's jammed! We can't get out!" Bebe yelled, [Y/N] felt herself getting dizzy and light headed.

"This fucking sucks." She murmured before collapsing.

When the two girls woke up, they were in the community center, with everybody in it.

"What the hell?" Bebe mumbled incoherently, coughing a bit before helping [Y/N] up.

"You're awake!" [Y/N] turned around to see Kyle.

"Kyle! What the heck's happening?" She asked frantically.

"Hey, hey, it's alright. We're just going to stay down here until the Booty Robots are destroyed by the mafia-"

"Do I even want to know anymore?" [Y/N] asked rhetorically.

"[Y/N], I know it sounds bullshit and crazy, but it's actually real-"

"Shut up, Kahl, you're only saying that so [Y/N] won't hightail the fuck outta here." Cartman shouted from about ten yards away, he was playing on his iPad.

"Dude!" Kyle said angrily.

"What happening?!" Bebe demanded, she looked at her hands and two of her acrylic nails had broken off. That was enough to make her pissed already.

"Kahl here decided that my slide show was wrong so he dug around so Microsoft finished creating the Asshole Robots which-"

"You know what? I'm going to go back to Bebe's house, with Bebe, and we're both going back to my place to watch some Resident Evil. Alright? I seriously doubt there are Asshole Robots." [Y/N] scoffed. She walked outside and was eye to eye with a robot.

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me." She muttered, she slammed the door and screamed into her hands.

"Of fucking course this shit happens here, why not? Hell, why not have Satan fucking take a shit in my closet next time?!" [Y/N] growled angrily.

"Well actually he did-"

"Fuck off, Cartman!" [Y/N] seethed. Then she felt a wave of exhaustion go through her and she sighed.

"Hey, Kyle. What's up?" She asked tiredly, Kyle chuckled and sat next to her.

"Well, Bebe and Clyde are hitting it off." Kyle gestured to their friends laughing together.

"What about Wendy and the other girls? It's been what, hours since I've seen them?" [Y/N] groaned, hoping to god they wouldn't die by the Asshole Robots. The names were truly terrible and dimwittedly thought out, must have been Cartman.

"We got them soon after you, I think Wendy's awake-no she's not." Kyle looked over at Stan, who gave him a thumbs up while Wendy was leaning against him and taking a nap. [Y/N] laughed and leaned her head against Kyle.

"Although the whole situation sucks ass, at least you haven't been killed, yet."

"What do you mean yet?!" Kyle sputtered with a slight hint of amusement in his voice.

"What? These robots don't seem friendly."

"Exactly, they're assholes and pricks." Kyle chuckled.

"What are you talking about?" [Y/N] tilted her head to face him.

"The robots don't do anything, they're just annoying so we're all here while the military shoots them down. We can't go out or else the military will assume we're robots." Kyle shrugged.

"I... Is there even a point in asking why the military would think we're robots? Fuck it, I'm not going to. At least they're not deadly." [Y/N] shook her head and blew out a breath of air.

"On the bright side, at least we can miss school and hang out in peace." She grinned and kissed Kyle on the cheek softly. Cartman screamed in the distance.

"Or not in peace."

"CARTMAN!"

A/N
Short as hell but this took since the fifth chapter to make because I had the idea... Then it kinda died along with my want to do anything.
-ParkingSouth
***I edited this just because I didn't edit it before.