stan chuckled, joking and laughing with his hockey teammates as they entered the skating rink to practice. Stan laughed as he shoved into Kenny, causing Clyde to stumble a bit since he was next to the blonde.

After they all began to quiet down and get their gear on, Stan heard something scrape against the circle. He looked up, seeing a blur of red and black twirling And gliding around on the ice.

“Quit staring at strangers brah” cartman rolled his eyes, flicking the ravenette as he got up to tell the coach to get the boy off of the rink. Start ignored him, continuing to stare along with some of the other players. Jee, he was pretty. Hey looked so… ethereal as he did his spins and tricks, oblivious to the players until he hear the coach yell at him.*

“Hey, kid! Get off the the ice, it’s time for us to practice!” the coach yelled, alerting the boy. Stan noticed that he was wearing a black turtleneck, black leggings, and black leg warmers. His hair was wild and messy.

“I think I remember that dude” token said out of nowhere “I think me and him used to hang out a bit in elementary before his mom made him go to a different middle school.” they waited for the skater to head off of the ice before getting onto the ice.