South Park Oneshots (Requests Open)

Kenny McCormick // Bet

Date: 6/15/20
Time: 5:46PM
Age: 16
Extra: I am halfway through writing this and just realized how many 'K' names I've used.

I frowned as my mom groaned at the sight of me. I was in shorts that I had gotten from a guy friend and a sports bra. She hated when I wore clothes that 'showed off my skin'.

"Do you really have to wear that over to your friend's house?" She asked, rolling her eyes. "People are going to think you're a slut, walking around in just a sports bra. Especially at a boy's house."

"No one thinks I'm a slut except you, Mom. I'll put a jacket on, though, if it makes you happy," I said, running my fingers through my hair. I pushed a few of the short strands out of my face before running back up the stairs.

My mom didn't like it when she came home to find I had cut my hair short. When it was longer, it was just getting in my way whenever I was running around or wrestling with the guys. My mom didn't like most things that I did, though. She wanted me to be more feminine but it just didn't work for the life I wanted to live.

I pulled a jacket on and ran downstairs, out the door before my mom could say anything else to me.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and texted Kyle.

'Yo, tell the guys I'm on my way'

He texted back fairly quickly.

'Aight. We're in the basement'

We were going to be hanging out at Cartman's playing video games. Cartman was annoying sometimes because he made sexist jokes but he was pretty chill most of the time because I had been a part of the group for as long as everyone else. The real annoying one, in my opinion, was Kenny.

He had just started flirting with me this year. The year my chest 'finally' came in. I would've been fine if it hadn't come in. My chest coming in must've made him start thinking of me as an actual girl, instead of a guy like I've been showing myself as. I had no problem with being seen as a girl, the problem was that it was screwing up some of my friendships.

When I got to Cartman's, I walked straight in and down the basement stairs. I pulled my jacket off and tied it around my waist. I knew Kenny would immediately start gawking at my chest but it was always horribly hot in Cartman's basement and I'd rather be stared at than burning up.

"Sup dickheads," I said, collapsing onto the couch between Kyle and Cartman. I always sat in the middle. They knew I would destroy anyone who took the middle seat from me. Stan was on the other side of Kyle and Kenny was on the other side of Cartman.

"Sup pussy," Kenny responded. Everyone else was too focused on Mario Kart. Kenny was lapping everyone so he was pretty chill. I was the only one who could best Kenny at Mario Kart.

"God, why are you guys so bad at this game? It's so easy," I said, watching the T.V.'s split-screen. Cartman was in last, right behind Stan. Kyle was in second.

Within the next five minutes, the game ended and Cartman started yelling.