Random fan fic
Right now, I have an awful cold, but I decided to write fic anyway.
This was inspired by sekrit_omg and her post about South Park fan art. So credit goes to her, I guess. I'm thinking about keeping it on LJ, but I might post on ff.net. Who knows.
Title: Star of David
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Pairing: Kyle/Cartman, non-explicit
“What the hell is this?” Kyle said, holding up his birthday present from Cartman. It was an obscenely large gold star of David on a chain.
“It’s a fucking Jew star. What did you think it was?” Cartman looked pissed off that Kyle didn’t like it. Kyle merely raised an eyebrow. He had thought that them sort-of-going-out would cure Cartman of most of his bigotry, but apparently not.
“I know what it is. I was wondering why you thought this would be an appropriate present.”
“Well, I was looking for your goddamn present, and I saw this, and I thought, ‘Hey, Kyle’s a Jew! He’ll like that I was thinking of him’.”
“So you know I’m a Jew? Congratulations. Good for you. Were you expecting me to wear it so that everyone can know right away that I’m a Jew, and that they should stay away?”
“No!” Cartman crossed his arms, indignantly. “I was expecting you to wear it because anyone who saw you would know that I bought you that, and that you’re my Jew. But nooooo, you have too much sand in your vagina.”
Kyle stared at the star of David. Did Cartman genuinely not know why he was offended? Or was he just trying to cover up for his gaffe?
“I appreciate the sentiment, but can’t I just be a person, instead of a Jew?”
“Fat fucking chance,” Cartman snorted. “Now, get me some cake.”
Kyle thought about making a fat joke, but didn’t.
Yeah. That's it. Comments?
This was inspired by sekrit_omg and her post about South Park fan art. So credit goes to her, I guess. I'm thinking about keeping it on LJ, but I might post on ff.net. Who knows.
Title: Star of David
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Pairing: Kyle/Cartman, non-explicit
“What the hell is this?” Kyle said, holding up his birthday present from Cartman. It was an obscenely large gold star of David on a chain.
“It’s a fucking Jew star. What did you think it was?” Cartman looked pissed off that Kyle didn’t like it. Kyle merely raised an eyebrow. He had thought that them sort-of-going-out would cure Cartman of most of his bigotry, but apparently not.
“I know what it is. I was wondering why you thought this would be an appropriate present.”
“Well, I was looking for your goddamn present, and I saw this, and I thought, ‘Hey, Kyle’s a Jew! He’ll like that I was thinking of him’.”
“So you know I’m a Jew? Congratulations. Good for you. Were you expecting me to wear it so that everyone can know right away that I’m a Jew, and that they should stay away?”
“No!” Cartman crossed his arms, indignantly. “I was expecting you to wear it because anyone who saw you would know that I bought you that, and that you’re my Jew. But nooooo, you have too much sand in your vagina.”
Kyle stared at the star of David. Did Cartman genuinely not know why he was offended? Or was he just trying to cover up for his gaffe?
“I appreciate the sentiment, but can’t I just be a person, instead of a Jew?”
“Fat fucking chance,” Cartman snorted. “Now, get me some cake.”
Kyle thought about making a fat joke, but didn’t.
Yeah. That's it. Comments?