FUCK ALL OF YOU, i loved Ice skating before YOI made it cool to love it, and I'm pretty sure Hello_Im_Crazy279 Can confirm i had this in plans for a long long while. (Ships are Stylenny, Bendy and Tyde.)
Warnings: Stan's British, i make fun of him. Cursing and sexual content as well as some pretty weird themes with mental illness.
Ages: 20 all.
Half of the chapter is in flashbacks by the way.
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Kyle's POV.

"Mom! Hey mom! I'm doing it!" I yelled, going around the rink with barely holding onto the sides at all.

"Well done," she said.

I, encouraged by my mother, started going the slightest bit faster and fell flat on my face.

"Don't try anything too hard," she said.

She brought me up from the ice.

I can't help smiling. Now she wouldn't say anything of the sort of 'don't try anything too hard.'

"What are you thinking about! It's about your turn!" Cartman says.

I nod.

"Okay okay. I'm gonna go, coach," I say.

"Don't fail," he says.

With the sternness of his voice, I can tell he really means it.

"I won't, coach," I say.

I finally get my second skate on. I remember when mom could do this for me. Ah, I miss those times.

"Mom! Mom! I can finally do it," I yelled.

I started to do just some simple jumps, my mothers proud face was always enough to make me try more and more every time.

"Are you really this stupid?" Cartman asks.

He, disgusted, throws me my gloves. I, annoyed, show him my middle finger.

"I don't have time to deal with this," he says.

He leaves out. I, very slowly, walk to the side of the rink. This is the last thing to do. Am I going to be skating for my country this year? Or am I going to fall on my face and fail it?

"Hey," Token says, stood against the rink.

"Oh hi. What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Came to see you," Token says.

I smile at him.

"Thanks... but. I don't think I can do this," I say.

He laughs.

"Of course you can! You've trained like since the age of 4!" Token says.

"Five," Kyle says.

"Good enough. Hey, you can do this, I promise. I mean, from what I see, the worst competition you have had two small fuck ups. You can do better," Token says.

"The black man and the Jew, plotting against the world," Cartman says.

"You know what? I'm plotting taking him away from you," Token says.

"In What way?" I ask.

"I'm Wendy's coach as of now. However, I could take you under my wing as well," Token says.

"I'll... have to think about it," I say.

Token nods.

"Give me a call. I want to snatch you up before someone else does," Token says.

"Your turn!" Wendy says, smiling kindly as she comes up to us.

I, very slowly, take my step on the ice.

You can't do it! You aren't good enough! Why would you be able to do it? There are people so much better than you.

"He is going in for a double axel as his first jump. We will even see his triple axel, something he has marked as his special by now."

You're useless, try harder, Are you always going to fail?

"And he lands his double axel! Well done Kyle!"

I do something people consider natural by now, besti squat. Although I'm not sure about the timing of it. To turn, I just decide to try the Choctaw turn.

Are you proud of yourself? For being such a fuck up?

Okay, two double axels. Should be okay... I hope...

How could your mother ever have been proud of you?

"Double and no, it turns into a single."

Fuck.

You have failed everyone. All your friends, all of your family. What will they say when you come back with nothing at all? Without a possibility to be successful?

"And here comes the triple axel... nailed it! Well done, Kyle! That's our first nailed one today!"

You just got lucky!

I do a flip jump, after the feeling of being close to fucking up, I just decide on the I-spin.

They won't like it, you have no talent whatsoever.

I try for a toe-loop. It's not as good as I could do. I really need to do better.

"An amazing axel!"

Okay, okay, Kyle, you can do this. Camel spin on the middle as a finish and you're done. It's going to go well!

It's not going to go well at all.

After I start spinning in the middle and finish, there is a huge amount of yelling from the audience. I get back, getting off the ice.

"What was with the failing?" Cartman asks.

"Sorry coach," I say.

"You're going to have to work harder," Cartman says.

"Have you ever thought about the possibility of you stressing him out a little too much?" Token asks.

Wendy comes over to hug me.

"Teach me your ways," she says.

"I... I just focus on the timing of things," I say.

She laughs and gives me her water bottle.

"Thank you!" I pretty much yell, taking a sip of it.

"Hey, no worry," she says.

She laughs in Lesbian... okay, my humor gets worse by the way.

"Look, Cartman," I say.

I smile at Token.

"Are you going to apologize for that fuck up?" He asks.

"No. I would like to tell you good-fucking-bye. We are not working together anymore," I say.

"Who needs your shit skating anyway?" Cartman asks.

Token laughs.

"I do. I thought it was absolutely gorgeous," he says.

I smile at him.

"And at first place we have Kyle Broflovski. Kyle, would you please come to see us? You are going to the internationals!"

"'Shit skating'. Right? That was what you said, Cartman. Am I correct?" Wendy asks, laughing in his face.

"Where am I even suppose to go?" I ask.

Token laughs.

"Let's go," he says.