A/N: Alright so i am well aware that i have two stories on the go, but i want to see where this one will go. Yes i am also aware that i use the Broflovski family as my main characters mostly, but that's because they're rad :) Anyway, read if you will, if not then i guess get the hell outta here! Kidding :)

Kyle's POV

~August 18, 2011~

Kyle looked out his passenger window as his family pulled into the driveway of their new home and sighed. Sure, the house was nice, but it wasn't located in South Park, which was where he had spent the entire 10 years of his life until the past few hours. It just wasn't fair that they had to move...

At that moment, his little brother Ike saw it fit to chuck a half eaten PB&J at him for no reason; it landed right on his freshly washed green hat.

"Dude!" Kyle asked. "What the fuck?" He picked up the unwanted food and threw it on the floor of his father's precious Hybrid. He then turned back to Ike. "You know what this means," he said as he undid his seat belt. Ike gulped.

Their parents were already outside, waiting for the movers to arrive with the furniture, and carrying bags into the new house. Kyle released Ike from his booster seat and, still holding on to him, exited the car. Making sure his parents were out of sight, he set him down in the snow and said:

"Ready Ike? Kick the baby!"

"No, don't kick the-" Ike began.

"KICK THE BABY!" Kyle booted him and he went flying and screaming through the air and landed in a huge mound of snow, both crying and laughing at the same time. Kyle smiled to himself; revenge was, after all, sweet.

'Yes, revenge is sweet KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHL..."

Kyle jumped in surprise and fear, and took a quick glance around his new surroundings. He could of swore he just heard Cartman talking to him...

"No, that's crazy," Kyle told himself, taking another glance around before reaching into the trunk for the suitcase full of his clothing. "Cartman has been dead for almost three months now..." Wiping a tear out of his left eye, he began to make his way to the new house. Upon entering, he took a moment to look at it.

It was older, probably built in the early 1980's. It was white with a balcony and a cottage style front porch. Charming, but still not his green house back in South Park, with his friends, and Cartman...

Kyle shook his head again and went inside. He couldn't think about Cartman now. He was in a new city, living in a new home with a brand new start. It was time to move on. So, he took a look around.

It was nice enough, but still not his house. He took the detour upstairs, where he found a hallway with four bedrooms a washroom coming off of it. He chose one of the non master bedrooms as his own and set down his suitcase in the middle of it.

Taking a look around, Kyle decided to open his new closet to see how large it was. The second he did this, however, he wished he hadn't...

To be continued

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