Flawed :||: Kyle Brofloski x Reader :||: South Park Fanfiction

Chapter Six

"Dude! Where did that come from?!" Kyle shouted as Princess Peach and Donkey Kong drove past him, right after his Luigi slipped in a banana peel.

"Haha!! Dude I put that down, like, on the second lap." Stan chuckled.

"Ugh... come on, I'm in third place now!" Kyle groaned.

"Whatever dude, you're still ahead of me by like two places." Stan smiled.

"Yeah, only cause I happened to find a blue shell in the last thirty seconds of the game." Kyle sighed as he crossed the finish line.

"You still beat me." Stan sighed as well, watching Toad cross the finish line in sixth place.

"Let's do something else. We've been playing for, like, two hours, almost." Kyle said with a stretch.

"Yeah," Stan yawned, "What do you want to do?"

"Uhh..." Kyle's mind immediately fell back on the pretty girl's birthday party. He scoffed.

"I still don't know what I should do for Y/n's party..." He said.

"Oh... yeah..." Stan sighed.

"I think I have like six dollars in my piggie bank. Is that enough to get her something? What if she wants something nice and expensive?" Kyle questioned.

"I don't know, dude." Stan shrugged.

"Come on, Stan. Getting her the perfect present really means a lot to me. Maybe if I get her what she likes, she'll start to like me too!" Kyle said.

"Alright, alright. Let's go grab your money, we'll just go look around the store." Stan said.

When they got to Walmart they started looking around.

"I don't know, dude... I don't think she'd want a remote control car..." Kyle said.

"Awe, come on, dude! It's a steal! Your mom gave you the four extra dollars! I have batteries at my house, she'd probably love it." Stan said, holding up the ten dollar bargain.

"No way, she's a girl, girls aren't into that type of thing!" He said.

"Some girls might be." Stan grumbled, putting the car back.

"Look, Stan, just because your Dad got you into rock climbers, doesn't mean Y/n would like them. She's probably never even touched one." He said as he walked down the aisle.

"All the more reason to get her one." Stan grumbled.

"Oh... Hey Kenny." Kyle waved at him when he saw him looking at boxes down a separate aisle.

"Hey guys." He said.

"What are you doing?" Stan asked him, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"Buying a safe. For this." He said, pulling out a huge stack of cash from his pocket.

"Wow!" Stan grinned.

"That ring really was worth three hundred thousand!" Kyle smiled at him.

"Actually, it was worth three hundred eighty-four thousand." Kenny said, stuffing the cash back into his coat.

"Jeez... that's so much money that... we just took from them." Kyle stared at the floor.

"Woah..." Stan said, "Uh... Hey Kenny... you wouldn't mind maybe sparing... oh I don't know... like a hundred bucks, would you?"

"No can do, fellas. If I give you money now, you'll want it from me all the time. Besides, I already know what house I want to buy." He said.