SouthPark X Reader (DISCONTINUED)

Stan X Reader

OMG THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! IM DYING. 60+ views on my first one. YOU GUYS HAVE KILLED ME. This one is extra long for the extreme wait. Sorry guys and just to let you know, Stan is 2nd fav, behind Tweek! Have fun reading!
Also, extra cookies if you understand my Gluten Free Ebola joke. Plus, no Christmas special. Sorry. :/
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The cute little (H/C) haired girl sat next to her best friend, Kyle. Stan sat next to the (H/C) haired beauty and she greeted him.

"Hello Stan." She said.

Kyle sneezed rather loudly. "Stan, I can't play the game against WestField. I'm really sick, with Gluten Free Ebola." (Reference, Reference anyone?)

Stan's smile fell at what Kyle had said. Kyle stood up and walked off without a goodbye. Stan groaned.

"I'm never going to find another player." He whined.

"Hey, Stan. Your a great team captain so you can think if something. I might be able to play again." (Y/N) said and Stan smiled.

A while back you had helped when Kenny got his dick tore off by your little sister so you had to play in his place. No one knew it was you because (Of some reason that is suitable for southpark.)

---Time skip---

You sat in the Marsh Household with Shelly. Not Stan. Stan was walking Sparky outside so you sat with your long ago friend again.

"My brother totally has a crussssh on you." Shelly said, with a slur of her 's's. It was actually pretty funny to you how she did that.

"He does not." You said. "He probably just can't get enough of this." You struck the most stupidest pose you could, making Shelly laugh slightly.

You heard the front door open and close slightly.

"IM HOME!!!!" Stan yelled.

"SSSSHUT UP YOU TURD!!!!!" Shelly yelled, making you give off a slight giggle.

"That's my cue, bye." You said and left her room as she waved back to you.

You were walking down the stairs when Sparky jumped on you, nearly making you fall down the stairs.

"Hey Sparky!" You giggled, petting the gay dog's head.

"(Y/N)!!" Stan yelled, nearly tackling you like his dog had did.

"I see such a resemblance in you and Sparky. So gay." You joked, taking off Stan's hat and ruffling his already messy, raven hair.

"Shut up." He joked and back off of you.

"What brings you here today?" Stan said.

"I was hanging with Shelly, and I hope you still have the football crap." You said.

"It's in my closet." Stan said, leading you back up the stairs.

"I've worn down these stairs so much." You joked, seeing how worn down the wood was.

Stan lead you into his room and opened the closet door, pulling out a familiar red duffle bag and throwing it at you in aim of your face.

The duffle bag hit it's target, which was your face.

"Stan!" You yelled playfully, throwing the bag back at him, then that started a game of 'catch the duffle bag before you get hit in the face.'

You grabbed the duffle bag after a good 15 minutes and slung it under your arm.

"Carry me home!" You groaned, putting your arms up like a child.

"Uhhhhh." Stan groaned and turned around. You jumped on his back and yelled, "TO NARNIA WE GO!!!!!"