Meet Some Friends Of Mine (South Park X Reader)

Wildfire

"Inside". She croaks.

We all stand around her in her living room, but no one speaks. It's eerie, and silent. Tensions so thick I can feel it in the air around me. Like the house got stuck in a vortex, spinning through space. Like the air escaped out the window and never returned.
Its silent.

Then suddenly everyone speaks at once. We're asking her questions, if she's okay? What happened? Why isn't she telling us anything? I'm screaming over the boys as we surround her. Jumbled shouting and concern gushes into the space, like blood, like a tsunami. Unstoppable, all powerful, and heavy.
It's loud.

She falls to her knees, and we shut up again. Getting on her level. Waiting for her to speak as she begins to scream.

"They called me a slut!" She screams. "Their gonna- ruin your lives! What the hell are we gonna do?" She says all in one breath. Finally, letting us see her break down. Finally letting her walls go. She's no longer strong and stoic, she's raw and cut up.

She throws her face in her hands sobbing. I pull her into a hug as she cries into my shoulder, on our knees.

"Fuck— this— this is my fault guys". I say.

"Stan.." Kyle says to me, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"I-it's those fucking girls!" Cartman stutters. "What the hell did they say to you"?

She sits up long enough in my arms as she tells us the whole story. She was ambushed. An unsuspecting victim to a horror she was not deserving of. Unfortunately, I believe, the worst is yet to come from Wendy.

She's trying to keep her words tight, explain calmly. But it comes out all together. One big run on sentence, as she speaks faster then I can keep up with.

"I'll kill her". Cartman says. "No one fucking threatens you, except me".

A little off but he's got the right idea.

"No, you guys", she sniffles. "You can't do anything, and we can't be seen together at school."

"The fuck we can't!" Kenny yells.

"Says who?" Cartman asks. "Fucking 'Wendy'? Yeah, fuck her."

"Agreed". Kyle says, as he sits down next her, rubbing her back for her comfort.

"What are we gonna do"? She asks, looking at me teary-eyed. Cracked and open.

"We get that bitch back." Cartman says.

We all look at him.

He smirks at us.

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We sit there, like that in her living room as she tells us everything. Everything she's feeling, all her thoughts. They slip out like word vomit, and sometimes, she speaks so fast I wonder if she herself, can keep up. She's hyperventilating, and scared, but not for herself— for us. I sit with her so long my legs go numb. But fuck if I'm moving. I'm holding her in my arms as she shakes.

"Fuck", she goes to stand, but falls back down on me. "C-Craig.. I have to go". She begins to stand again, but I stop her.

"That's probably not a good idea". Kyle tells her.

"What about Craig"? I ask.

"She's supposed to go over to his house right now".

"Maybe you should reschedule?" Kenny asks.

"I have a better idea". Cartman grins at us.

"Well, fat ass, we're waiting". Kyle says, tapping his foot on the ground.

"Okay— so, it's Stan she's after right? That's what she wants? Well, she's not getting that".

"Yeah, obviously". Kenny says.

"What if, we took Stan off the market, like for good."

"I don't see what your getting at dumbass, spit it out". I snap.

"Get this— suddenly she "bails" on Craig. She's not interested in hanging out "one on one" with any guys anymore. She's seen with us more and more but specifically— Stan". He goes on. "We stage secret hangouts. "Dates" if you will. Where Stan and newbie are seen just a little to close. Suddenly it comes out, wait for it, Stan and newbie are a couple!
Wendy's pissed obviously"-

"What the hell are you taking about dumbass"? Kyle yells, cutting him off.

"A couple? Yeah- no fucking way". Kenny pipes up.

"No, no— their not actually dating, your not listening. We make the whole school think somethings going on, it's in the school papers, it's gossip around town. Wendy's pissed, and when she inevitably comes after 'Stans new girl' we expose her for the skank she is!"

"It's the perfect plan you guys". Cartman finishes.

I'm stunned. We look at each other for a moment as she slowly looks away back to Cartman. Wide eyed. Processing everything with me.

"That's the stupidest plan I've ever heard, fuck you— no— we're not doing that". Kyle crosses his arms.

"No you guys, it's perfect, and I'm a genius".

"Actually.. that might work.." I say to the group surprised by my own words.

Everyone looks at me including her. She's silent like she's thinking but I'm not sure what.

"See? Genius". Cartman crosses his arms triumphantly.

"You.. want to use me, as bait? She questions quietly, finally speaking up.

"Yes! Wait— n-no, Stan and you. So technically you'll be safe if Stan's always around." Cartman explains.

I stare at her for a while, while she stares back.

"Stan?" she's asks me.

I look over to Cartman.

"How do you know people will even care?"

"Trust me, bitches are bored, it'll spread like wildfire".

"And the school paper?" She asks.

"I have connections.." he rubs his hands together, an evil grin on his face.

Kenny and Kyle look at each other. Exchanging words between them silently as they look back at Cartman.

"We'd have to get team Craig on bored". Kyle says reluctantly.

"Done and done". Cartman says, clapping his hands together.

I look at her again as she sits in my lap still. She looks back at me.

"So?" Cartman asks.

Fuck..

"Stan?" She asks me.

"Boys?" I ask the group. They slowly shrug.

I look back down to her.

"...Be my girlfriend"? I ask, leaning in giving her a confident smile.

"Okay".