Operation: KYLE

(Art credits to abi_senlol!)

"Dude, you guys will never believe who we saw earlier in the day!" Token spats as he sits down across at our lunch table. Clyde does the same. "Why are you guys sitting here? Shouldn't you be at your own 'Craig's Table' or something?" Stan pauses. "Haven't you heard? He and Tweek broke up a few weeks before school. And now things are awkward between us." Clyde answers.

"What? Really? No, I haven't heard about that." Kenny says. "Yeah, me neither." Stan agrees. "Oh, then I guess they're keeping the whole break-up thing private." Clyde takes a bite of his turkey sandwich. "I mean, I would want to keep it private, too. I wouldn't want the whole school talking about it, especially since school just started." I say, taking a look at my lunch.

"We're getting off topic here! Me and Kyle just saw that Rebecca Cotswolds girl earlier!" Token exclaims. I shot a look at him. "Dude, what are you doing‐" I was interrupted. "Holy cow, really?!" A couple of them look at each other confused. "Uhm, who's that?" Stan finally asks. "Y'know, that homeschooled girl from 3rd grade. She turned into a whore, tho." Clyde replies. I'm surprised he actually remembers her.

"..." Kenny and Stan look at me for answers. I sigh. "The homeschooled siblings. Mark Cotswolds and Rebecca Cotswolds. They both won the 15th Annual South Park Spelling Bee." Both of them looks puzzled until Stan widens his eyes. "You mean the kid we duct taped into the flag pole and the one who beat the shit out of you?" Kenny looks at me and him. "I didn't fight back because he was her brother, but yes." "What does having you not fight back because they're siblings have to do with anything?" Kenny asks.

"Apparently, Kyle liked his sister." Token bluntly explained. "Dude!" I panic, standing up from my seat. "What, really?" Kenny taking off his mask to eat. "Yeah, didn't you guys notice?" Stan asks. A few 'uhms' flew across their mouths. "What I'm more surprised is that their parents let them go to a public school. I was at least expecting them to enroll them into a private school, or something." Clyde smirks. "Maybe they finally snapped, lol." Stan saying a literal 'lol'.

"Oh, h-hey fellas!" A voice suddenly coming from behind me, it was Butters. He now had both of his ears pierced, shaved sides on his hair, a missing front tooth, and still wearing a light turquoise and a faded scar on his left eye from the ninja star Kenny threw at 4th grade. I'm glad it's disappearing. Although his stuttering has been becoming more of a problem than when he was younger- the cause was probably his parents from the shit they put him through. We heard him complain about them, somewhere along the line of his parents neglecting him not too long ago, and it definitely wasn't the first and last time. "Hey, Butters." We all say, except me. I sit back down, clearing my throat. Now that I think about it, both Clyde and Token changed abit, too.

Token still had a sweatshirt, just gained some muscle and his hair was a little long but short at the same time. He had a ring that looked like gold on this middle finger, and a cool bracelet on his other hand. He also had his ears pierced, wearing white jewelry that looked like pearls. Rich people.

Clyde on the other hand, didn't change as much as them. He was wearing a red jersey jacket that looked alot like the one he had in 4th grade. Maybe it grew up with him lol. He hadn't had his ears pierced like the other guys, but he was wearing a silver army-type necklace. And he also gained a muscle or a few. "I-I'm surprised that you guys aren't s-sitting with Craig and T-Tweek. And also m-maybe Jimmy, too." Butters looking at Clyde and Token, making me snap back into reality.

"We couldn't get a hold with Jimmy, I was kinda expecting you guys met up with him. Maybe he got lost and his phone died or something." "First thing in the morning?" I ask them. "He probably stayed up playing games on his phone and forgot to charge it. You know how he plays a lot of games." I nodded. "Hey, fags. If you're talking about Jimmy, I saw him talking with Timmy over there." Cartman finally appearing, pointing back. "Dude, where were you?" Stan looking up. "Aw, missed me?" Cartman grinning evily. "Not a chance, fatass." I glare at him. "Relax, I was kidding." He glared back. "I was getting yelled by a bitch teacher for making of her looks, or some shit." He dramatically sighs, sitting down next to me. "Dude, get away from me. Go sit beside a dumpster or something." I groan, pushing back his body with his arm. Did he gain a muscle , too or something??