(South Park Kenny x Reader)

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Running up to the school doors, we saw Wendy standing there, looking arrive at every noise made.

"Hey, we're here!" I yell out, as we approached Wendy.

"Finally! Here." She hands us each a tardy, as we made our way to our classes. It was now fourth period, oh boy. That was lunch.

I sat by Kyle, who had also been sitting by Stan. Huh, he's sitting by us now? I'm okay with that.

Kenny and Cartman soon joined us, and Kenny came over and wrapped his arm around my waist, instantly causing me to flip.

"What do you think you're doing?"

The table got quiet as the three remaining boys watched us. Honestly, it was annoying.

"Oh, you know, why do you build me up?"

"Build you up?"

"Buttercup baby~ Just to let me down."

"Let you down?"

"And mess me around! And then the worst of all-"

"Worst of all?"

"YOU NEVER CALL, BABY-"

Putting on hand on Kenny's mouth, he stopped singing, or whatever he was doing. Instead, he licked my hand. Jokes on him- I have gloves on! Still disgusting, but you gotta do what you gotta do.

"Wow, Kenny, wasn't that kinda an old song?"

Kenny gasped, pulled my hand off his mouth and pointed at Stan.

"Just you know that that song is a great one!"

We all rolled our eyes as Kenny rambled on about how some bands are just not appreciated enough.

The bell rang and an announcement made it's way to our ears. It had said something along the lines of there being a huge storm coming our way and we should probably head home.

Basically, we all jumped up in cheer and ran out the doors. Yeah, we're not very immature at all.

"You guys want to come to my place?" Kyle suggests, as we walked to the bus. "I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind."

We all agreed to go to Kyle's house, and took our seats. Huh, wait, I don't really ride this bus, do I? I can't remember. (A/n: truth is, I don't remember lol.)

I sat by Stan, Kenny and Kyle sat by each other, and Cartman sat by himself. Poor guy.

"Stan, we haven't really talked I suppose. What's up, man?" I lean on Stan, still tired even though I slept for most of the day. "You don't mind me leaning on you, do you?"

I could feel Stan's body shake as he laughed, and he just said, "It's alright. I don't mind it. I'm alright. Nothing very big happens I guess."

I smiled and closed my eyes, and instantly fell asleep.

"Hey. Hey honey. (Y/n) hey."

My face was being poked as I heard voices call for me.

"Did you just call them honey? Are you in love with them or some shit?" Cartmans voice woke me up. Not that it really grabbed my attention, it just was so obnoxious.

"Shut the hell up, fuckass. I'm just trying to sleep here."

"Well, you're taking over most of Stan's body so-"

Opening my eyes, I saw that Stan had passed out, and I had my head on his lap, and he was sorta leaning over me. Wow, I keep sleeping with people. Haha... Self hating jokes on FLEEK.

"Guys what's going o-o-ON HI (Y/N) DIDN'T EXPECT TO SEE YOU HERE." Stan's face goes back and his head instantly hits the back of his seat.

I blink a couple times to try and wake myself up, and lean upwards. Above us, I see Kyle having a concerned look on his face, Cartman laughing his ass off, and Kenny just staring.

"You could have slept on me, you know." Kenny then pulls Stan out of the seat, and helps me out. Wow, kinda sweet, but not to Stan. Poor Stan. He didn't do anything wrong.

"Are you getting off the bus or not!" We all turned as we realized that we were holding up the bus, oops. At least we're the last ones on I guess.

"We're coming!" I yell back, and we all run off the bus.

"Dumbass, what'd you do that for?" Stan pushes Kenny back, and steps forward.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing Stan?"

Oh shit. Are they about to fight or something? All because I took a nap with Stan?

"Uh guys-"

"Just let them go on." Kyle paused me, and I just stopped trying. We all watched as they began to get even more aggressive, and it was scary to be honest.

"I can't believe your ass! You're just trying to get with them, to get into their pants, right? Pathetic." Stan stated, taking a step to Kenny each word.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Baffled, Kenny takes a step back.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. You've done it to a few girls here, why wouldn't you go after someone you barely know?"

Kenny froze up and stared back at me, and turned to Stan, punching his face.

Stan shuffles back, and holds his now bleeding nose. He looks at Kenny, kinda hurt. One of his best friends just punched him, because Stan was right.

"Just stop it, you guys." Standing in-between the two boys, I can hear Stans breathing become shaky. Kenny just wouldn't make eye contact with me. Kyle and Cartman were trying to have a decent conversation, trying to distract themselves.

Stan's phone began to ring and he hesitantly took it out, seeing the name say; ❣️Wendy❣️.

"Hey, Wendy." Stan answered, he was silent for a good minute or two. "I- okay. That's fine. We'll be fine." Another minute passes. "No, I'm sure this is good for us. No don't apologize, I'll be okay. Okay, talk to you later." Hanging up his phone, he drops it to the ground. Realizing what he did, he quickly picks it up, wiping off snow.

"Great, this is fucking great. I get punched in the face for no reason, and my girlfriend dumps me. This is swell! I'm just the happiest man in the world." Stan said sarcastically.

Glancing over at Stan, Kenny says softly, "I'm sorry I hit you. I don't know why I did that. Its shitty that your girl- er... Wendy broke up with you." Kenny goes over and pulls out a tissue and wipes Stan's nose.

Why did he have tissues on him? Wait... He's pulled out several random things in class from his jacket, maybe it's like a secret shop in there.

Stan glares at the ground for a few seconds, and smiles slightly. Wrapping his arms around Kenny, he laughs.

"This has got to be the most entertaining day of my life!"

Confused, we all look at him.

"That's really gay, Stan." Cartman says, getting a slap from Kyle. "What the fuck? Why the fuck did you hit me you fucking jew!"

"Keep your words to your self, jackass. Gay isn't even a word that would fit that. There's other words too."

Rolling his eyes, Cartman starts to walk away.

"I'm going home, I'm hungry."

"Alright, fatass." I reply, crossing my arms.

"Oh shut the hell up, (Y/n)."

Soon, Kyle and Stan decided to walk home together, mostly because Kyle was concerned about Stan's situation and wanted to make sure he was okay. Which, is totally fine.

Then, it was just Kenny and I, and that's when the most surprising thing was said to me.

"(Y/n), would you like to go out with me? On a date? Tomorrow? At 6:45pm?"