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Scott Tenorman was such a fucking asshole!
Cartman raved and ranted to his friends about Scott's latest prank. He ignored their pained groans and continued to talk shit.
It had been several years since his unfortunate encounter with the older redhead, where Scott cheated Cartman out of his money and in return the fat boy had almost had gotten Scott's parents killed.
In Eric's eyes Scott was the one to commit an actual crime, not him! He only encouraged the Tenormans into trespassing a ranch head's property. Cartman is not responsible for the actions of others when all the rancher was doing was exercising his right to protect what was his with a gun.
The clash between both families was a weird one to say the least, for some odd reason Scott's dad had made it a habit to give him and his mom money, consistently, for years. That somehow made the tall ginger kid think he had free reign to come in and out of his house as he pleased. Sometimes they would get along, other times they were close to flat out killing each other. It was almost as if Kyle had an older brother he didn't know about that was trying to fuck with him. Goddamnit he hates gingers so goddamn much. Nasty.
Speaking of gingers, Cartman quickly ducked a flying fist, out of everyone in his friend group it was Kyle the one that sympathized with him the most about his Tenorman situation. But in this case the heat must be getting to be too much for the Jew to be able to handle anymore of his bullshit.
"Shut the hell up already! I do not want to hear you talk about Scott fucking Tenorman while we are hanging out, this is the last time fat boy! You hear me?!" Kyle seethed.
"The hell crawled up your vagina and died?" Asked the brunette, a tiny grin twitched at the corner of his mouth.
Kenny had once told him that Kyle was jealous of hearing him talk about Scott so much. Obviously Kenny was a delusional poor boy, he had no sense and no cents. But still, just the mere idea of Kyle feeling any sort of way towards him excited Cartman. So he tried to input conversation about the tall ginger kid as often as he could, mainly when Kahl was around. Hey and if Kenny was lying to him then at least his Scott Talk managed to piss Kyle off royally. That was still a win in his book!
Cartman let out a rambunctious laugh when the wild jew fro wilted and obscured Kyle's vision, the Jew was extra testy today. It was so hot that Kyle had to forgo wearing his ushanka for the entirety of summer break. He had yet to find a comfortable medium of how to leave his hair exposed.
"Have you considered having that mop of a fro cut? I bet you'd be Scott's splitting image!" He said it with a cheerful tone.
Eric hoped that Kyle didn't actually cut off his hair, at least not too much. The brunette was secretly a fan of it, he wouldn't say it out loud but he'd be devastated if one day Kyle decided to shave it all off like when they had joined a cult back when they were kids.
The Jew lets out a howl of rage and begins to chuck rocks at him. The fat boy yelped in surprise, his laughter grows ten fold at just how ridiculous Kyle was behaving. He loves it, loves this, Eric lives for every sort of reaction he manages to rise out of the Jew. Especially when he breaks him out of the high and mighty attitude the ginger keeps trying to adopt like a fucking poser.
Finally they arrive to the rich kid's pool party, Token, Tolkin? The token black character of the town.
The house already had a decent amount of people in and out in the front yard. Kenny hoots and hollers in excitement at seeing all the big chested college babes walking about the house, wearing little to nothing. He winks at the gang and skips off. The rest of them make a beeline for the pool. Hours slip by and before they realize it the sun begins to dip and the drugs and booze are whipped out. Instead of dying down the pool party makes a roaring comeback.
All four of them have split off at this point, Kyle and Cartman hung out the longest before they too got lost in the infectious crowd of party goers.
Cartman was currently listening to Butters talk as he took a sip from his red solo cup when at the corner of his eye he spots Scott Tenorman reading his fucking diary to a group of drunken collage students.
He spit his drink all over Butter's shirt, the brunette shoves his cup against the blonde's chest before running over to the group of roaring drunks.
"SCOTT!" Cartman screamed with a panic look in his eyes, "Where the fuck did you get that?!" He asks with a shrill voice.
The ginger laughs and closes the book shut, Cartman tries to take it but is thwarted when a hand is put on his chest, keeping him at arm's length.
"I have no idea what you are talking about, lil Piggie." A shit eating grin lets the brunette know that Scott is well aware of what he is talking about.
"My book! My fucking GOD-", Cartman's reaction has the guys sitting around Scott giggling like fucking school girls. He wants to kick them, instead he climbs over Scott and begins to swipe at him. Pulling at his clothes and swinging at his face but to no avail, the fucker was laughing at him now. So he sits on him, Scott lets out a wheeze of surprise at the extra weight on his lap but it doesn't seem to have the same affect as Kenny when Cartman is trying to win in a fight. Instead he shoves the manic teen off of him and makes a run for it.
Cartman lets out a pained wheeze as he fell flat on his back, "Ahh, g-get back here you f-fucking asshole!" He gets up on shaky legs and bolts after the redhead.
They have a standoff out in the backyard where curious party goers playing in the pool stop and turn to look at the two making fools out of themselves.
Cartman is panting, he has his hands balled up in fists, in his mind he is spiraling at an all time panic. There were so many eyes on them, highschool was almost over, he would not have his inner most personal thoughts exposed for the entire world to see when he was just about to finish with goddamn school! He would die, he would seriously fucking die and it would all be Scott's fault.
Nothing could be worse then this.
Scott opens up his journal and begins to read out a random passage. Correction! It got worse! Much, much worse! He screams and chases the redhead some more while Tenorman continues to read out shit Cartman had written when he was just a kid.
"Please! Fuck, don't! Dammit, Scott I'll do anything you want just fucking stop!" He begs, "Please," he manages to catch the tall redhead, wraps his arms around his torso and without letting go he drops to his knees and continues to be pathetic.
His screaming and actions ironically bring more attention to the two then Scott's incoherent reading. Cartman is blind to all of this, all he can think about is how everyone must be turning their gazes towards the two, waiting to hear more of what's inside that little book.
Scott looks down at the fat boy hanging onto him, his round face rubbing dangerously close to his crotch. He sneers at the familiar site of his half brother on his knees begging him for something again. Scott looks up at his surroundings to see that almost everyone had already lost interest in the two, some even had annoyed looks in their faces, they were more likely to be kicked out at this rate.
"Tell ya what, I'll give you your gay little book back but you have to do something for me in return." He says with a brilliant smile, braces long gone, leaving behind perfectly straight pearly whites.
He thinks of ways to humiliate the brunette and not following through with his promise, it would be hilarious if he made Eric do the same shit as last time when he had begged him for his sixteen dollars back. He tries to move away but the brunette wails and buries his face against him, he shakes his head back and forth in a 'no motion' and grips Scott even harder. The stimulation against his crotch makes the redhead's cock twitch and swell with interest.
"H-hey! I already said I was gonna give you your damn diary, get off of me man!"
It was Scott's turn to panic, he looked around and saw more annoyed glances aimed at them. His pants begin to feel tight, goddamn hormones, he didn't rub one out that morning and now he was paying for it. His hips bucked at the soft face smooshed against his dick.
With ease Scott yanks Eric up with one arm, Lil Piggie's weight meaning nothing to a football athlete like him, he shoves the brunette away from him. Just as quickly as he peeled him off he grabs Eric's arm and pulls him back against himself in an effort to hide the raging hard on going on downstairs.
He was hard and tented. Fuck, he couldn't let anyone see him like this. What are the chicks going to think? The guys would never let him live it down...
"Ew, dude. What the fuck!?" Eric screams in disgust as the ginger dick pokes him, he gags. "Why are you hard!? Get off of me you sick fuck-", Now it was Cartman's turn to struggle against the other, he let out a yelp of pain as his journal smacks him in the face.
"Shut the fuck up! Now, follow me or I tell everyone about how much of a raging fag you are." The brunette gags even harder when he feels the redhead's dick twitch against his soft stomach, he winces when the hand that is gripping his arm tightens.
"Capiche?"
Cartman shakes his head in affirmation and they make their way back into the house, Scott keeps his hard dick firmly pressed against the short teen in an effort to keep it hidden from sight.
Scott finds an empty room and pushes Eric away before going inside.
"Oh, no you don't! Scott! Scott! Give it to me, I swear to fucking God I'll-", the door opens up again, an arm snaps out, grabs Cartman and roughly pulls him inside.