Disclaimer: I do not in ANY WAY own South Park.
A/N: This story was only written to test uploading from my phone. It's not very good, but it's not terrible.
Also, please review! Feedback is really appreciated.
Here it is:
They're in Our Hearts
"Stan, I miss them so much!" I sob into his shoulder. It's already soaked with my tears, but he doesn't care. He just keeps rubbing my back.
"I know, Kyle. I know exactly how you feel. I miss them too." He says in a calming voice.
"She was older than I was. She and her mother were with me my whole life. Now they're both gone." I sob again into his shoulder.
"Come on, Kyle." He says and leads me into his room. He goes to
his computer and shows me the images of my cats with me and Stan.
"Why do you have these?" I ask with a huge smile.
"We've been friends for twelve years before we were a couple, dude. We always take pictures. I take some when we spend time with them." He says and lets me sit down and look at the photos.
"They look so happy." Is all I could say. There're at least four pictures of my two cats that passed years ago. There are tens of ones of each of the two that recently passed.
However, there are barely any of the two still living.
"How come you barely have any of Chester and Tigger?" I ask, wanting to see them.
"I have some still on my camera. But the rest still need to be taken." He says to me, puts a hand around my shoulder, and kisses me softly.
"Thank you, Stan." I say and cry slightly into his shoulder. I lift my head and wipe my eyes. He kisses me and we walk to my house.
To our surprise, we see Chester and Tigger sleeping on the same bed. They hate each other. But now it seems they realize family is truly precious.
We get next to them. and Stan takes an image with the four of us. He then takes another with me and him kissing. The cats wake up, look at us, purr, and go back to sleep.
"They think we're cute too." Stan says and I laugh. We takes a few more and we go look at them on his computer.
"They're beautiful, Stan." I say and get tears in my eyes. He carries me to his bed and lays me down.
"Rest, Kyle. It's been a hard few days for you. Remember, all of the cats are in our hearts." He says to me and gives me a kiss goodnight.
"Goodnight, Stan."
"Goodnight, Kyle." He says and I fall asleep with a smile. I feel him climb into bed next to me and hug me. He kisses me on the cheek and I have sweet kitty-filled dreams.
THE END
A/N: I don't think the plot was too bad. It was a simple fluff story for testing mobile uploads.
It was so short because I wrote the entire thing on my phone. Also, it wasn't proofread.
Also, don't forget to review!