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Lollipop	By : JackyBoy Category: +S through Z > South Park > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4563 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Lollipop
- 2-Watermelon Part 1
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Note from author: My first fic with Cartman and Kyle. I don’t know about you, but I find South Park SLASH too hot n’ sexy for anything I put on my food. I mainly did this for being so goddamn inspired all the time by all the other fanart and fanfiction. And I also did this for xg9, since he/she(sorry I don’t know) probably read the other Cartman/Kyle stuff around here.

The Disclaimer that Needn’t exist: I do not own South Park. Trey Parker and Matt Stone ,however, do. And so, I am sad. But, I guess it’s best I don’t, otherwise I would’ve had the characters do all sorts of “things” to each other………..I’m thirsty.

Lollipop

6 o’clock skies were cloudy and stained with the rays of the setting sun. The grey, cold air tore through the skin of the mountains’ atmosphere. The trees within them were skinny and bare. Their braches could be heard rocking in tempo with the whistling winds. To compliment the archaic setting was a small, stable wooden cabin placed just above ground on one of the smaller mountains.

The boys were on winter vacation, spending it at an old lodge Kyle’s mom had rented for the weekend. After watching a television special on “how the human mind works, that if faced with harsher conditions and tasks at an earlier age it adapts and life in the future becomes less stressing”, she insisted that they spend the next two weeks in a much more harsh environment, instead of going to Six Flags Great Adventure. As usual, once Sheila explained herself the whole majority of parents agreed, falling into the trap that she was some sort of genius. The most prominent of all problems was-

“Augh! This is SO~o boring.”

-Cartman thought it was bullshit.

The boys had settled in just about an hour ago. Kenny was the first to fully make himself at home. He had slipped out of all his garments, excluding his sweat-stained underwear. Shamelessly, he lay back on the bottom part of the bunk, where he was to sleep, waiting for something interesting to happen.

Stan had only removed his coat, hat, and gloves. He was sitting in a pine wooden chair, backwards. Both of his arms were rested upon the back on the chair as his head was buried within them. He was ready to fall asleep. His piercing blue eyes were pink and teary. His eyelids were becoming heavy and he kept fluttering them, open and closed.

As for Kyle, he was still wearing his trademark green hat while, once again, scowling at something that was of relevance to Cartman. He was leaning on one of his legs with both hands hoisted on either side of his small hips. Cartman was staring at him with a mixture of both boredom and annoyance.

“Aw, stop it Cartman! It’s not as bad as you’re making it sound. Besides, if we’re lucky, your fat, lazy ass just might get pneumonia.”

“Aye! I’m not the one whose fat, bitch Jew-mom dragged us all the way out here instead of letting us go to Six Flags Great Adventures, where we were supposed to go.”

“You shut up about my mom, Cartman! This might actually be good for yo-“

“No, dude! He’s right. This sucks.”

“Stan, you too?”

“Sorry, Kyle, but there’s nothing to do.”

“………..”

“Ha! Even your boyfriend’s against you.”

“You shut the fuck up, fat boy.”

“What’s the matter, Kyle? Can’t admit defeat? Damn right your Jew-ass can’t admit defeat.”

“Cartman, you show some godamn fucking maturity!”

“Or else what? You’ll crucify me to a cross?”

“Cartman, you may not have realized this over the years, but nobody finds you funny.”

“Pf! The same could be said for you.”

“Cartman-“

Kyle got closer to his face and began snapping a pointed finger closer to the tip of his nose.

“-do not test me.”

“Oh? Aren’t we ge-“

“I mean it! I am not in the mood.”

“Aw, well isn-“

“Stop it!”

“Wh-“

“Shp!”

“……………”

“……..thank you.”

Stan looked over at Kenny whom had already fallen asleep. He had the right idea.

“ Hey, you guys? Kenny’s asleep, already. I’m gonna too, ‘kay?”

“Hm? Aw, s-sure Stan. ‘Night.”

“Hey, you okay?”

“……Yeah…….”

Cartman had gone to the bathroom to do some ungodly things that could’ve been done without being thought of, and to brush his teeth. Kyle had noticed that even away from his mom, Cartman always does what would please his mom; her precious little boy.

“…….. it’s just Cartman.”

“Mm…….”

Stan rose from his chair and slowly walked on over to his bunk bed. Once there, he carelessly collapsed over the mattress and rolled around in the covers until he looked like a wrapped burrito. He immediately fell asleep and for a moment, all was silent.

A crinkling noise followed by a loud crunch had caught the ears of the still awakened red head. It was coming from the bathroom. He glanced over to the bathroom door and heard it, again.

“Cartman?”

His bare feet silently made their way to the door. Kyle turned the door knob and soon enough, there was Cartman, stuffing his face full of sneaked candy.

“Gah!”

“Oh- my- God. You little shit! I’m gonna kill you!”

“ Ky~le! Heh heh! You can let this one pass, right? Would you like some candy, Kyle? A jolly rancher, maybe?”

“ Cartman! We were told not to bring little snacks for a reason! They attract animals! Fuck, man, I trusted you!

“’Aye! Lay off, alright? I am hungry and the canned food we’re being forced to eat is crap! Okay? Now, go away and LET ME EAT IN PEACE!!!!”

“SH! Jesus Christ, Cartman! Stan and Kenny are sleeping, right now.”

“Well, we’re going to have to do something about this, then.”

“Yeah! So stop yelling and get rid of the fucking candy!”

“ Well, that’ll be kinda difficult since a certain Jew-boy is still in my presence.”

“Cartman, please?”

Kyle couldn’t believe he had to do this. Ever since they were but wee things, Cartman had always had always been pissing Kyle off in the royalist of ways. They were now 16 years old and he was no different. The only real change was that he had lost some weight, but not by much, 10 lbs at the most.

He was looking into the overweight boy’s grayish blue eyes with such plead within his emerald ones. His big, pink lips were pouting and snarling at the same time. He was as tired as anyone else would be at that point and just wanted Cartman to listen to him, for once. He wanted to be where Kenny and Stan were; in a nice bed in a deep slumber. He didn’t deserve this.

“Dum, dum, dum, are you gone yet? Doesn’t look like it.”

“CARTMAN!”

“Da, da, da, da, da, nope! Not yet!”

The red head’s arms crossed and his white, freckled face just scowled.

“ Fine! You be like that. I’m gonna go change and brush my teeth while you feed yourself with that crap!”

“Oh, Kyle! I knew you’d see it my way!”

“….Y’ now? Why do you always feel obliged to be so fucking selfish. You think me, Kenny, or Stan like eating the canned food? ‘Cause we don’t! I’d actually like some fucking candy to suck on, right now. What makes you more deserving and special than the rest of us?”

“………… Are you still here?”

Cartman’s eyebrows were raised at Kyle along with a big, fat smirk curling on his face. It had always been a sick pleasure of his making Kyle pissy and angry at him. He didn’t know why, but it felt like a game to him. It was much like chewing on sweet, sweet Juicy Fruit but with a much longer lasting effect. And, it also put Kyle in his recessive place.

“Fine! Going!”

“Aw, don’t be upset Ky-le!”

Cartman swatted Kyle on the back and then gently began rubbing it in circular motions. His face tilted and got uncomfortably closer to Kyle’s.

“We’re still friends, right?”

Kyle didn’t like admitting defeat. Something about it made him feel like there was a little man swimming around in his stomach, like he should be punching something at that moment. Cartman reached into his candybag, pulling out an oval- shaped object and slipping it into Kyle’s pocket.

“Here! A lollipop for all your troubles.”

Kyle’s body stood stiff. He tried his best to ignore the fat teen by staring at the wall in front of him. When he realized it wasn’t working he whipped his torso violently, so as to get out of Cartman’s grasp, and headed for the exit.

“Oh, Ky-le!”

“What?”

“I love you!”

“Fuck you!”

“Hn! Hn! Goodnight, Ky-le!”

TO BE CONTINUED………

Author: Mye! I was gonna go all out and just type he whole story but I decided to make it in chapters, instead. I just thought it’d be more fun this way! Plus, I’m super busy with all my work crap I have to do so…….. review! And, please be nice. The next chapter is going to be all out NC-17.
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