Hi, hi, hi! What's up! I'm sure you guys all remember my story, It's Friendship. A story that proves that Stan and Kyle's deep relationship is friendship, not homosexual. I have decided to do a sequel to it. I'm sure you looked at the trailer. Well now here's the real story! Yay! Ok...sorry I guess I'm so excited.

Chapter 1: Sunday

It must have been a good night, because Kyle felt good and healthy in the morning when he opened his eyes. He was a little hot, but that was probably because blankets were covering his whole body. The nine year old, who was in his pajamas, yawned as he sat up and stretched.

He looked at the alarm clock and it was 9:00 am in the morning. It was Sunday, so he didn't have to go to school. The only problem, was that he would be really bored the whole morning. His friends were going to Church, and he wasn't, probably because he was Jewish. If he went to Church, it had to be a Saturday evening, although he didn't go last night. Probably because his parents weren't too strict about that. Although his friends' families weren't too strict either. But today must have been a good day for them.

Kyle got out of his bed and got dressed. When he walked down stairs, he found his family at the dinner table, as usual, having breakfast.

"Morning Kyle," said his mother. She turned to him. "Have a good night?"

"Yes," he replied. "Can I go to Stan's house?"

"Kyle, your friend is going to Church this morning."

Kyle, ashamed, looked down. "I know. But I thought I'd say good bye to him before he leaves. Umm...I wanted to ask him something before he left."

"Alright bubby. You want me to drive you."

"Uh-huh."

Stan's house

"Hurry up, Randy!" Mrs. Marsh, who was in a pretty dress, exclaimed at her husband, who was still getting his tie fixed.

"I'm going as fast as I can, Sharon!"

Stan and Shelly, who were also dressed up, stood and waited for their father as well. "Mom," Stan started.

"What is it, Stanley?" she answered.

"Is it possible if I stayed home today?"

"No Stanley, you haven't been at church for two weeks. You're going."

"But Grandpa doesn't have to go."

"That's because he was up all night doing who knows what."

Stan sighed as he heard the door open. He finally saw Kyle come in the house. "Kyle, what are you doing here?"

"Hey Stan," he said as he walked over to his friend. "I wanted to know if you wanted to go to the School Playground after church with me and the other guys. I mean..after Church."

Randy glanced at the two boys who were having the conversation while he finished with his tie.

"Yeah sure, Kyle," Stan answered. "But why didn't you just call?"

"Because you left your toy car at my house yesterday." He handed out the two and gave it to his friends.

"Oh yeah, thanks."

"Alright, my mom's waiting for me. See ya."

"Bye Kyle, see you after Church."

Kyle left.

"He could have just brought it to you at the playground."

Stan turned to who had made that comment. His dad. "What?"

"Well he didn't have to bring you that toy this morning, Stanley."

"Ok dad, why does it matter. Now I don't have to worry about forgetting it at the playground."

"Mm...hmm." He walked away.

After Kyle got in the car, he took one more look at the Marsh family as they left to go to church, and he sighed.