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"Don't you think that cloud looks like Kyle?"
"No," Kenny replied without looking.
Cartman elbowed him. "Yeah, it totally does!"
Kenny let out a suffering groan. "Whatever. C'mon, man. Ever since you guys got together it's 'Kyle this,' 'Kyle that.' Is there anything that doesn't remind you of him?"
Cartman opened his mouth to retort, but nothing came out. Embarrassed, he looked away.
"...Seriously?" Kenny laughed. "That's hilarious! Dude, you're so whipped."
"I am not!" Cartman's face burned.
Making kissy faces, Kenny teased, "Do you think about Kyle when you wipe your ass, too?"
"I'll fucking kill you, Kenny! Shut up!"
They were in the middle of a lazy game of Fortnite when Kyle spoke up, "Dude, doesn't that rock kind of look like Cartman?"
Stan rolled his eyes. "You say that about every rock."
"I do not!" Kyle denied. Though, with humor, he admitted, "Just the really big and round ones."
They both laughed. There was a beat of silence as they continued the match, then Stan piped up with, "Next time we hang out, we should play Minecraft."
It took Kyle a moment to get the joke. When he did, he scoffed, biting back a grin. "Shut up."