[Hey guys. I just came up with the idea for this, and loved it and needed to turn it into a one-shot. It's not as good as I had hoped, but it's short and fluffy.]
Stan and Kyle were sitting together on a 6 hour bus ride. They were on a field trip with a secret destination that, according to Mr. Garrison would be the best trip ever.
The trip was long and boring, even sitting with each others Super best friend. After talking continuously for 3 hours, the boys got tired. Stan was unable to sleep. He could never sleep, especially on a bus. After only a few minutes of trying, Kyle drifted off into a deep sleep.
Stan sat there, thinking about life. He could feel Kyle's arm pressed against his own. They were sitting very close. Their bodies touching made Stan think about his relationship with Kyle.
They were friends forever, letting hardly anything get in their way. Their relationship had been through a lot, but here they were, sitting together being the best of friends.
Was that all that Stan wanted, to be best friends? Could anything else come from their friendship?
Stan had thought about everything for 15 minutes, listening to his friend breathe close to him. More minutes passed, and Stan felt something on his shoulder. Kyle had rested his head upon the boy in the poof ball hat's shoulder, his head nuzzling into the other boys neck.
Stan layed his own head upon of the green ushanka, and easily fell asleep with his best friend.
The End.