The sound of my alarm jolts me out of my sleep, my eyes pop open.
I feel a sense of relief after I turn it off. I'm still tired, I don't want to leave the warmth of my comfy bed. I want to go back to sleep but of course I can't. So instead I stretch my arms out, let out a groan, and throw the covers off of me. Somehow, I'm sitting up, and I'm vertical. "Dad is gonna drop us off at school! Hurry the fuck up already!" That's my younger adopted brother Ike. "Fuck you, dildo!" I yelled in response.
I put on my usual clothes, winter is almost over but it's almost always cold in South Park. I put on my dark blue pants, my black shoes, and my thick green hoodie. Until middle school, I always wore this bright green ushanka mainly for two reasons. One, I do not like being cold; and two, I use to be really insecure about my hair. Which meant I always wore my hat. Now I just cut my hair short. Judge me as much you want, but if you had a big ginger jew fro whenever your hair got long enough you'd understand. I throw on my thick zip up hoodie, one of those thick ones that has fur on the inside of the hood. A pair of one of my black jeans, and a pair of my sneakers since there isn't as much snow.
Not much was said at first as the three of us were eating breakfast. My dad, my younger brother Ike, and of course myself. Just as I was finishing the rest of my scrambled eggs, Ike's blue eyes look over in my direction. "So, Kyle. How exactly does one, fuck a dildo?" Ike is five years younger than me. His biological parents were from Canada. When I was eight, and when he was three he used to follow me to the school bus stop. Cartman started giving him the nick name 'dildo,' not knowing what it meant but it stuck ever since. "Ike, language." Our parents didn't really care much for 'foul language' at the table.
"No, no, no. Just hear me out." He responds. "According to Kyle and his friends, I'm a dildo. So, if anything, dildos are used to fuck things. How does one fuck something, that is used to fuck other things? I'm just trying to understand Kyle's thought process which I think is called, 'dick-ception.' Ya know, when dicks are somehow fucking other dicks." All of these words coming from my eleven-year-old brother. I've said worse things at a younger age. Still, I asked Ike. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Dad decided to jump in with some sarcasm. "I don't know, Kyle. All I know is I didn't raise him."
"Hey I'm just pointing out a thought process that I find illogical."
Dad dropped Ike off first at his school, same school I use to go to. Then proceeded to drop me off. Told us to have a good day, same thing anybody else's loving parent would do. I can feel a bit of stress come on as I walk through the doors of my high school. I'm getting close to the end of my sophomore year, and I still don't quite know what I want to do with my life. Most of the time I've been thinking about Stan. How much I want to be with him, and just how hot he is in general. He's aged so well, and I've been more and more attracted to him the older we've gotten.
"Well if it isn't the dirty jew!" Cartman, ran right into him before I could even get to my locker. "Well if it isn't the big boned fatass." We haven't interacted much aside from these short little exchanges. "I'm not fat, I'm big boned!" He whined. "Right. You're just big assed! Which means your fat. A fatass!" I laughed. "You do know that dinosaurs are big boned, right?" Cartman didn't say much as his face turned red. "Whatever, you're still a dirty money grubbing Jew." I laughed a bit more at this. "And you're still an ignorant bigoted fatass. What's your point?" He finally walked away. Cartman hasn't actually changed much. To his credit he's lost a bit of weight compared to when we were younger. He's never really had any friends, mostly because he's a bigoted idiot. Although he is quite entertaining. Which is why some people hang out with him. It's exactly why me, Stan, and Kenny hung out with him. Even though he's kind of a despicable person, he can actually be pretty funny at times.
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Coming Out (Stan x Kyle - South Park)
FanfictionGrowing up in South Park isn't easy for anyone. Especially not for Kyle. Already half way through high school still struggling to find out about who he is, and who he will become. There's also one crucial part about himself that he hasn't told any...