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Eric Cartman x Reader

I tried to put barely any cuss words. :P

I really do not know what to name this thing, but it's here anyway!This is a request but I don't think I can actually tag people :P This is supposed to be imagined in the south park style, but it's your mind, you do what you want! There is A LOT of strong language, this is south park! I'm trying to keep things pg though in this

Btw, @kerrispillman: my wattpad decided to hate me and delete the completed first draft, really late at night D: then I came up with an entirely new plot and this story was created. Sadly I type super slow. Sorry it took forever though. Hope you enjoy!

(y/n) walked casually into her friend's house and sat upside down on a big arm chair, playing with her hair .Which friend? Eric Cartman, the boy who seemed to hate everyone, especially her. He was REALLY mean to her. He pushed her to the ground, thorn bushes, and puddles.

There is a reason for this. Not too long ago he developed these weird feelings, and whenever (y/n) was around, these feelings came back fast.

And since Cartman didn't like to listen to things too long unless he got something outta it, he brushed the though away and replaced it with hate.

Anyways, back to the story.

Stan, Kyle, and Kenny walked into the living room, carrying cheesy poofs and soda.

"Oh hey (y/n)." Kyle said.

"Hmm?"(y/n) looked up surprised," what are you dudes doing here?"

"Why are you upside down?" Stan asked.

You shrugged your shoulders and rolled off the couch, landing with a thud on the floor. You cursed under your breath and stood back up, Kenny helping you.

"Mmhph mph hmph?" Kenny asked.

"Kenny I've been friends with you for two years and I still don't know what the fahk you just said,"you said," but I'm gonna guess you asked if I was okay."

Kenny nodded and smiled through his orange parka.

"Anyways, whatcha doing here?" you asked, playing with your hair a bit.

"Oh we're playing guitar hero." Kyle said.

"Cool, um I guess I'll just watch." you said, half-disappointed.

"Hey, fatass isn't down here yet. C'mon, sing one song at least." Stan insisted.

You frowned a bit.

"Well if 'he' sees me taking his role, he'll beat me up." you replied.

Kenny pulled his hood down.

"Then we'll kick his fat ass."Kenny smiled.

The frown on your face disappeared, and turned into a smile. The guys always backed you up whenever Cartman was being rude, so most of the time.

You had a crush on the hot-head, and he was always mean to you. The guys knew about your crush, and hated seeing how terrible Cartman was treating you. By now you had felt you crush had despised you, but sadly you didn't know how terrible Cartman was when it came to expressing feelings, especially ones that he was confused about.

The boys had finally convinced you to sing Cartman's part in "Counting Stars" by One Republic (or whatever song you prefer) which was your favorite song.

Kenny sat down where the drums were and Stan and Kyle both grabbed their guitars, turning on game console.

The music started playing, and Kenny started beating the drums, seconds later, Kyle and Stan started playing their guitars. In a few seconds, it would be your turn to sing.