(South Park Kenny x Reader)

Party?

A/n: Hello! I'm thinking about putting in pictures, I'm not sure though. Do you guys like this? Also, I do not own any of these drawings! Anyways...

At the end of the day, I was approached by Clyde. Oh, boy. When he walked up to me, he had a smirk on his face and to be honest, Clyde was always cute. It's not that I liked him, but I can have an opinion.

"I know we have never actually spoken before, but some of my friends are hanging out with you, that means you're pretty fun. Party?" Clyde was 3 inches taller than me, although, he is still growing apparently. Just last week we were almost the same height.

He slouched down, to make it more dramatic. Ever since he realized that he was taller than someone, he would always do this. What an idiot that boy is.

I looked at him, crossing my arms. He straighted up, and laughed nervously to himself. "I... Just wanted to-"

"Yeah, I'll go. I'm alright with that."

"Yes!" Clyde exclaimed, punching a fist in the air. "I did it! I got someone to go." Aw, that's kinda sad. I'm sure he's joking, he's on the football team and everyone loved this guy.

"Oh, hey, (Y/n)." I heard a softer voice say, and I smile. "You're going to his party too? Be careful, this guy is good with the ladies."

"Well, duh. I'm pretty hot. You gotta admit that, Token." Clyde flexed what little muscle he had, surprisingly, he didn't have much of muscle for someone who goes to the gym a lot.

Token just laughs and looks over at me. Man, isn't he just so... I'm not sure how to say it. So, nice? Affectionate?

"Anyways, that party. It's at my place, 9:45pm tonight!" Clyde yells, as he makes his way to his car and jumps in, Craig turns the corner and gets into Clydes car also.

"I should probably go, Craig and I are helping him with that crazy party he keeps bring up." Token rolls his eyes, hugs me, and then makes his way to the car also. It was a nice car, although I didn't see Clyde much of a Jeep person.

I spent four hours doing nothing. I spent two hours reading some old book I had. I spent one hour watching a movie about a book or something like that. It was apparently based on a true story, and I cried. A lot.

My alarm for 9:00pm went off and made me jump, wow I didn't know I was that easy to scare.

I jump into the shower real quick, and got out and dried my hair real quick before going to pick my outfit. I put on skinny jeans, a long sleeveless sweater-dress-thing, that was (F/c). I slid on my boots and headed out the door. Well, after almost forgetting a jacket and gloves. It gets cold at night!

I didn't live far from Clyde's. How did I know that? He's known for throwing parties. They're extremely loud too, my house shakes sometimes.

Knocking on the door, Clyde opened it with a huge smile, and grabbed me. Being pulled inside, I saw that it was only Token, Craig, and Clyde there. That's when I realized it was 9:35pm. I was ten minutes early. Damn, and I thought I could be fashionably late.

"While you're here, help us. Grab that bucket." Craig pointed at a bucket that was sitting a few feet away from me. I picked it up and handed it to him. "Thank you. Now, go help someone else out or some shit. I don't even know what I'm doing." Craig whispered that last part and shrugged. He was going with the flow I guess.

Looking around, I saw that some people were starting to show up. What the fuck? How did five minutes already pass?

Opening the door, I held it open to mostly see who all was there. So far, I've seen Cartman, Bebe, Wendy, Annie, Butters, and Tweek show up. Who else is coming, I wonder.

I went to sit down on the couch, and Butters sat down near me. He honestly looked like he didn't want to be here. Sitting closer to him, he quickly looked up to me, and then sighed.

"I don't u-usually come to these things. Hell, if my parents found out..." Butters rambled on for a second and then stopped, and laughed. "Sorry... I do that sometimes. I just go on and on..."

The front door opened and suddenly we hear yelling. In panic, we both jump up to see what was going on. What we saw honestly didn't surprise us, what did was that there were two boys screaming while holding each other.

"Kenny! I'm glad you made it!" Clyde squeezed Kenny's face close to his own, making their faces squish.

"I know! I thought I wasn't going to be able to make it, but I did!"

Kennys eyes were shut the whole time until I cleared my throat, they bursted open and with shock. Letting go of Clyde, he straightened himself out and walked over to me, leaving behind a sad, sad boy Clyde.

"Didn't expect you to be here." Kenny bent down to my level. Wow, why is he like this?

"Well, I am. Here I am. Right in front of you. Shocking, I know." I winked at Kenny, and he just laughed.

"Hey! Guys! There's not many people here, but we're playing games!" Clyde yells.

Clyde takes out an empty bottle. Now, who made that bottle empty.

Now, I realized there were a few girls here, like, Bebe, Wendy, Red, Annie, and Heidi. Oh, thank God. I didn't have to get along with them, but hey.

"Spin the bottle?" Cartman asked, starting a circle. "Okay you guys, let's go!"

"I'm not kissing you." Most of the girls said, most on instinct. Some of them laughed, others apologized quietly.

Offended, Cartman got up and walked away. "Fuck you guys!" Cartman went and sat on the couch.

"Hey, you... Uh... (Y/n)! You go first." Clyde shoved the bottle in my hand as he made his spot. Token and Bebe say on both my sides. This isn't too bad.

Spinning my bottle, I soon looked around to see that Damien, Kyle, and Stan was also here. Huh, Damien? Didn't notice he was friends with Clyde.

"Wow." I say, the bottle landed on Clyde. What is the irony of that?

Clyde makes his way to me, saying, "If you don't want to do this, you don't have to."

I took in a deep breath, slowly letting it out. I pulled Clyde by his jersey collar and kissed him. It didn't last long, but enough for people to actually see we were kissing.

I let go and punched Clyde in the shoulder. "Don't take that seriously, my kissing is usually better when I'm not playing games." Damn, I get more cocky whenever I'm in a group I guess.

People start to clap as I take my seat and Clyde kinda just stands there, still processing everything.

In the mean time, someone else grabbed the bottle. It was Wendy.

Wendy spins it and it landed on Bebe. They kinda looked at each other, not sure what to do. So they stood up, and pecked each other on the cheek. Hey, that counts, right?

The game goes on and slowly people became tired of doing the same thing over and over again, so alcohol was involved.

After many empty bottles, people began to pass out in random places. I didn't remember much, but what surprised me was the next morning.

When I work up, I was being spooned by Kenny, and luckily, we both had our clothes on. Thank God, I hope nothing disgusting happened last night.