Fight For Me (K2)

Chapter 1

Sorry if this is bad it's my first south park fan fiction and my first public fan fiction ever. Please enjoy and be nice I'm sensitive XD
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It was a pretty ordinary day in South Park, Colorado. Kyle walked up to his friends, Kenny, Stan, and Cartman. He wouldn't really consider Cartman to be his friend, so he doesn't know why he still hung out with him. He just figured it was pity. Kyle looked to everyone when he got right next to them.
"Hey, what's up?" This got the attention of his friends, but especially Stan, who seemed to be waiting for him.
"Hey Kyle, I'm glad you're here. I was thinking the four of us could do a sleepover at my house," Stan looked at Kyle to make a decision.
" Yeah, just let me text my mom, " Kyle replied, pulling out his phone. After about 30 seconds, Kyle looked up to tell Stan he could come. Cartman snickered at Kyle. Kyle glared daggers at him.
"So the jew-boy has to ask him mom? Does he have to bring pull-ups too? Hahaha!" The insults were uncreative and annoying, just like Cartman. Kyle looked over at him for once.
" Just shut the hell up, Cartman, " Kyle rolled his eyes.
"Oh no! The stupid Jew got his feelings hurt! Is he going to run home to his bitch mom?" Kenny clenched his teeth, obviously more bothered than Kyle, or Stan who was lost in thought and just plain not giving a shit. " Oh, is the ginger not going to respond? Aw, did I hurt his little feelings? " Kenny, having had enough, pounced on Cartman, beating the ever-loving shit out of him. Cartman cried out, receiving multiple punches to the face, not being able to get up because of Kenny straddling his hips, keeping him down long enough to do some damage.
Soon after, the bus came and Kenny got up, giving Cartman's ribs a swift kick. Cartman groaned in pain. Everyone got on the bus, Cartman last and still crying. Kyle sat next to Kenny in the back seat, wanting to thank him. Kenny looked oddly pleased with himself, His knuckles still bloody. Kyle sat down and smiled at him, feeling grateful. Kenny winked at Kyle, making Kyle laugh. They sat in the back chatting, getting many stares because of Cartman's condition (a Bloody nose, several Bruises, and a busted lip. Also still crying). They finally got off at the school, Kenny getting a fist bump from Stan on his way in.
The school day went by slowly, Kyle buzzing from excitement for the sleepover that night. When the last bell finally rang, Kyle leaped out of his seat and ran onto the bus. As soon as he got home, Kyle packed a bag, said goodbye to his mom, and left the house, and started walking to Stan's house. He met up with Kenny after a few minutes.
"Hey dude!" Kenny yelled, getting his attention.
" Oh! Hey Kenny, " Kyle smiled brightly at him, frowning at his still busted knuckles. "How are they?" Kyle asked.
" They're okay, a bit painful though, " Kenny looked at Kyle confused when he stopped walking as Kyle pulled out a roll of bandages out of his backpack.
"Come here," Kyle spoke gently, quickly grabbing his hands by the palms, and began bandaging them gently. Kenny stood there, not flinching a bit. He took this time to admire Kyle's soft features. His bright red curly hair that poked out from under his green hat, his many freckles that Kenny just wanted to sit there and count. Even better was his ass, though.
"All done!" Kyle disturbed Kenny's train of thought and Kenny thanked Kyle, his hands feeling a bit better. They continued walking to Stan's house, lightly chatting on the way.