Don't Get Tyde Down

Chapter 1

Clyde's POV

"You are one sexy mofo, you hear me?" I said to my reflection. I looked down at my stomach in disgust, tears dwelling up in my eyes. I felt tears starting to stroll down my cheeks, as I stared down at the sink. "OH YEAH!" I quickly turned around to see Jimmy dressed in a Kool-Aid Man costume, "What the fuck Jimmy! Why are you dressed like that?" Jimmy looked me up and down, "Were you c-crying?" I sniffled, "Jimmy, am I fat?" He started to think. "Yes." I looked up to see Craig in a bird costume holding Tweek's hand, who was dressed up as a worm. My eyes went back and fourth between the three, "Why are you guys dressed like that?" Craig scoffed, "Dude, it's a Halloween party, people are gonna show up in weird outfits." "GAH! Where is y-your costume Clyde?" Tweek yelled causing Craig to flinch. "F-fat. He s-said he was f-fat." Jimmy stuttered out. "Fat? You came as a fat person?" Craig said with a confused look, I nodded. "Okay then. See ya later Clyde." They left me by myself, alone.

I sighed and took a final glance in the mirror at myself then I decided to go in Token's room and find a costume. I looked around his closet before seeing his signature T-shirt, he still has big versions of it even though he wears more fancier stuff at school. I grabbed his classic purple T-shirt and kept on my jeans, I sighed in content at his cologne. I threw on the shirt and nodded to myself before heading downstairs, hearing the loud music blasting through some bass boosted speakers. Token waltzed over to me in a play boy outfit, "Clyde, why are you in my shirt?" "I thought the whole world should know about us." I winked jokingly. "Meet me at the stove." I raised an eyebrow, "Stove?" "O M G! Tokie comes on! Let's go make out on the stove." Nichole grabbed his hand and pulled him into the kitchen. Craig came up to me, I turned to him, "What's up with stoves?" Craig shrugged, "The author has a kink for stove sex."

Token's POV

Nichole dragged me to the stove and moved my hands to her ass, as she moaned. "Mhmm, yes daddy.~" I looked at her dead serious, "You're wasted." She laughed, leaning back as I watched the madness unfold. Her beautiful ass hit the stove knob and she jumped on top of the stove, it was about a minute until she noticed that her ass was starting to become red and hotter than it actually was, for once, it was better than Kyle's Jewish ass. "Fuck! That hurt like a buttcheek on a stove!" I heard her yell as I walked over to the fridge, grabbing a jug of milk and handing it to her. "Wh- ... What's this for Token?" I saw her jump forcefully off the black stove before I turned and walked away to my group of guys and Nichole followed, "Your ass needs some milk."

"Clyde, ants don't need dicks." Craig said giving him a blank stare. "How are they supposed to repopulate, oh that's right, they can't because they don't have dicks." Craig sent Clyde a glare before turning to me and Nichole, "Why is she chugging a whole jug of milk?" "We tried having stove sex but Nichole burnt her ass on accident." Clyde gave me a thumbs up and Jimmy said, "OH YEAH!" Craig sighed and gave me a look of disappointment, "This party is fucked up and I'm leaving." I smiled and waved, "Drive home safe." Craig was at the door and hollered back, "Will do Mom."

Time Skip, Clyde's POV

"I like ducks. They're jusssst sooooooo cute and fluffy. Did you know ducks were fluffy Craig?" I barely managed to get out my mouth without vomiting. "I'm Kyle." Oh, then I guess I was talking to Kyle. "Clyde, I think you've had enough to drink. Want me to drive you home?" Kyle grabbed the red solo cup out of my hands and set it aside. "I am perfectly capable of driving myself home, thank you very much." I pushed past Kyle and grabbed my keys, at least I think they are my keys. Craig snatched them out of my hands, "I said fuck off Craig!" I screamed drawing everyone's attention. "Again, I'm Kyle." I squinted and yanked my keys back, "I don't care who you are, I'm driving myself home and that's first." I turned towards the door. "I think you meant final." Kyle corrected. "Final, whatever." I walked out slamming the door behind me and stumbling off the porch. "Fucking Kyle. Who the fuck does he think he is, bossing me around."

I made my way to my car and unlocked the doors, stepping inside. I pulled out of the driveway and started my journey home. I turned on the radio, scrolling through channels until I heard "Jesus Take the Wheel" by Carrie Underwood. "What the fuck is this shit! Is this fucking Carrie Underwood. Fucking country bitch." I saw red and blue lights behind me. "Shit." I mumbled to myself, while pulling over. The officer tapped his knuckle on my window. "Sir, do you know why I pulled you over?" He pushed his sunglasses up. "I don't answer questions." the officer nodded, "Have a goodnight sir." I watched him walk back to his vehicle before starting the car back up. Why was he wearing sunglasses at 1 in the morning?