Just a random one-shot idea. No need to worry about me not updating Just Another Type of Dairy, it will be done. This idea came from the story I'm Thinkin Flarby's after the mention of High School Muscial.

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Stan and Kyle were sitting on the living room floor of Kenny's house, watching his sister, watching Tv. Kenny was out, so it made no difference of what they did.

"Damn girls," Stan said, as Kenny's sister was watching the Disney Channel.

"Whats wrong with the Disney?" Kyle asked staring at the television screen.

"It's so cheesy" Stan said, as the credits came down the screen from one of the original Disney Channel series.

"Yeah, but at least they don't pick bad looking actors." Kyle said, peeling an orange.

"No. Just no." Stan said pinching the bridge of his nose. "Don't mention that ever again."

"Why not? I just said-"

Stan sighed. "Shelley went through the High School Musical phase last December. And now she's going through the phase with the second one. Do you know how annoying it gets listening to You Are The Music In Me for five fucking hours while your trying to sleep?

Kenny's sister squealed in delight as High School Musical 2 came up onto the screen.

Stan groaned, covering his head up with a pillow.

Kyle chuckled and pulled the pillow off of Stan. " Hey Stan, You know what? You remind me of that Troy guy." Kyle said taking a bite of his orange.

Stan threw the pillow at Kyle. "Then your Ryan."

"The gay one?" Kyle said to Stan, "Nah, I think I'm more like that guy. The one with the big hair."

"Obviously" Stan said, rolling his eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Kyle said to Stan, placing his hands on his hips.

"Well, you both have hair that doesn't fit under a hat.

Kyle turned red a the fact that it was true.

"And the fact you both can't act for shit."

"I can so! Well, neither can Troy!"

"He doesn't need to. He's the jock."

"Then what does that make me?"

"The jock's assistant."

"You mean?! Then I want to be Troy!"

"You can't be."

"Can so!"

"Nope."

"Fine." Kyle said his arms crossed, slouching. "I'll be Gabriella then." Kyle said, as Stan grabbed his algerbra book.

"Whatever." Stan said working on his homework.

"Hey Stan?"

"What?"

Kyle grinned. "You are the music in me."