****Little Things****

"Ugh! I'm so sick of his shit Stanley!" I say pacing around my room.

"Kyle, c'mon I'm sure your just over-reacting." Stan says with reason.

"OVER-REACTING?! Stan! The fat-ass destroyed my whole life! He made me call my own mother are fat whore?! A fat whore Stanley! It isn't fair, nothing ever bad happens to him! It always get laid down on either me, you or poor Kenny!" I frantically state.

"I guess, but what are you gonna do about it?" He questions.

"I don't know, but I have to do something he won't ever forget." I finish
-

It's Sunday morning and I have nothing planned, I've got a little bit of homework that was set from Mr. Garrison. But I can finish that later. I head down the stairs of my house and meet my mother and Ike at the table. I pour some cereal and take a seat next to my little brother.

"Morning Mum." I say stirring around the Capt'n Crunch.

"Eat your cereal Kyle, oh and by the way me and your father are heading out today so take care of Ike." She says says putting away the last of the dishes.

"Yes mum." I sigh.

I finish up my breakfast and head upstairs to put my usual set of clothes on, I hear mum and dad leave to wherever they were off to. I pull my green hat over my hair and head back downstairs to see what Ike is doing.

"So what do you wanna do today?" I say taking a seat next to him on the couch.

"Park!" He shouts.

"I'll have to see with mum." I say flipping through channels.

He passes me the phone and I dial in mums mobile. I talk to her about Ike's trip to the park. She agrees as long as I take care of him and I am responsible. She's still really upset of the name calling incident, I don't know how long she'll keep acting like this it's bad enough dad isn't even speaking to me.

"Go get ready." I say handing him the phone.

"Bubbah bubbah bub." He says jumping off the couch and heading to his room.

I flip through a more channels until I Ike's ready. I turn off the television, grab the spare keys and lock up everything. Me and Ike head down to the park only to find a few of Ike's little preschool friends.

"You go hang out with your friends, I'll just sit over there." I point out a small bench area near the set of swings.

He heads towards the other preschoolers whilst I go towards the bench area. I pull out my phone, which is surprising. I would've expected mum to ground me and take away all of my privileges, but she just hasn't been talking as much. Anyway I open up messages and I have over a billion texts from Bebe, I understand she likes me but she doesn't exactly have to go all out with this sorta thing. She's quite pretty, but I just don't see me dating her. I start to text Stan 'Hey wanna catch up at the park? Ike asked me to take him and I have no one to hang out with.'. I send it and click the phone off. I put my head down on the table bench and watch Ike play with his friends. He's a good kid Ike, sure he's not my real brother. But I still love him to pieces.

Me and Ike hang around the park for a bit longer until we both decide to get some food.

"What do you wanna eat?" I question my brother.

"Don't know." He says looking around at the food courts options.

"Do you just want to get some fish and chips?" I say pointing at the small shop.

"Yeh! Fid and dips!" He says racing over to the shop.

"Haha, wait up Ike!" I laugh chasing my brother.

We head into the shop and I make our purchase.

"Just a medium sized box of chips please. Oh and with a serve of calamari rings." I say handing the employer a bill of ten dollars.

"Thank you, that's $8:50. So $1:50 change. Here's your number for your meal." She says smiling handing me a small piece of paper with the number 37 on it.

We take a seat on the outside of the shop, and Ike sips the drink I bought him. I look around the at the other food shops and to my surprise they've opened up a new KFC. Ha! Where's Cartman, I'm sure he'd be enjoying the smell of deep fried chicken.

"Here's your order boys." She smiles handing me the wrapped hot food.

"Thankyou, wanna eat here Ike? Or do you wanna go sit on the beach?" I convey.

"Sit on sand." He shortly says getting out of his seat.

We head towards the beach area which isn't at all far from the park nor the fish n chips shop. I open up the food and Ike picks up a few chips, but quickly drops them and blows his fingers.

"Ouch, hot Ky." He says dramatically shaking his hand around.

"Just give it a minute Ike. They'll cool down soon."

Soon enough, Ike shoves the food down his throat. I have a few pieces of calamari and some chips. It's around 1pm now, so I ask Ike if he would like to go home. He agrees and packs up the rubbish of our meal. I grab our left over drinks and head towards home.

!DING!

"What that?" Ike said staring at me in confusion.

"Just my phone, it's probably Stanley. He's a little late to text back though." I say starting to read Stan's text: 'Hey sorry for late text, Mum and Dad are out. So I'm being bullied by Shelly.'

"I don't think Stan will be hanging out with me today then." I mutter to myself.

I text Stan a little more, until we arrive home. Mum and Dad aren't here yet, so I flick on the tele for Ike and I head upstairs. I pull out the homework that Mr. Garrison set out and started to complete it. It's not hard just some multiplications and trivia's. Soon enough it's around 4pm. I hear the mums car pull in the driveway, so I run downstairs and jump on the couch next to Ike. Mum walks in the door and both myself and Ike look up at her.

"Mummy!" Ike yells racing towards mum.

"Hello sweetie, how was your day at the park? Did You have a nice day out with my Boobala- I mean Kyle?" She says picking up the small toddler.

I give a weak smile and head out towards dad. Who's bringing in a few grocery bags.

"Need any help dad?" I say heading closer towards him.

He doesn't look or answer me, he just continues to load his hands with bags of food.

"Dad? Look I understand why you wouldn't talk to me, but I promise you what I said to mum was to only keep the Middle East from turning into a giant boxing ring! It was all Cart-."

"KYLE! Just stop, alright. What you said to your mother was wrong! Also why does calling your mum a whore, help with the Middle East?!" He yells.

"But it was Cartman who-."

"I don't want to hear it Kyle, when your mother and I are ready to talk about this we will, now grab a few bags for me." He says heading inside.

"Okay." I sigh.

I grab the rest of the bags and head inside put them on the table and put all the contents away. I headed back upstairs with my head down low. I kick off my shoes, and jump on my bed, I look at my clock. It's only 6:30 and I normally go down and help mum with dinner, but right now I'm not at all hungry and I don't think anyone down there needs my company.