An Unexpected Surprise

Chapter 1: Revelation

A/N: Hello, Stormtroopers. It is I, computerman275 landing for a new story to come. I decided to try out the FanFiction App on Google play and I am quite surprised that there's actually a way to work on documents and publish stories. So I'm gonna give this a shot and continue using this until I finally get a computer. At least I'm trying to move forward with something.

Anyway, today's story is a very rare sort of story where Wendy Testaburger finds in love with another boy besides Stan (and don't begin thinking this is a Candy story, because it's not). And for story reasons mainly, this will be done because of an accidental moment. The characters of South Park will be aged to 17 years old, primarily so graduation is near me, and because it's a not very done choice. Anyway, relax, and proceed to read.

Disclaimer: Besides the idea of the story, I own nothing else. Well, perhaps the love child, but that's it.

South Park, January 27th 2017, Girl's Bathroom

Wendy Testaburger, a straight-A student, a feminist, and just a good girl couldn't help but feel incredibly weird on one Friday afternoon. She had never felt this sort of funny feeling in her life before, even when she had a cold, and it was really making her feel like she would die if she kept on ignoring it. She believed that it was likely nothing until she unintentionally felt the urge to throw up. She didn't hesitate to run towards the girls bathroom when she soon felt the urge to do so before lunch would occur. When she arrived, it was quite empty, an odd thing for a Friday since at least another besides her would be there. But not today, just empty.

She rushed towards the first stall she found, and vomited inside the toilet. A slight feel of relief touched her chest before she continued to vomit some more, almost like she was being rewarded for her illness.

"Wendy? Are you in here?" Bebe Stevens called, walking into the girls bathroom. Bebe had noticed that Wendy unexpectedly ran into the bathroom while they were talking, and wondered if her best friend was alright.

"Bebe? Is that you?" Wendy wondered.

"Yeah, it's me? Where are you?" she replied.

"First stall." Wendy vomited again, making her stomach feel more snobbish and clogged than usual, although she only needed to vomit one more time.

Bebe stood outside the stall. "Wendy, what's happening to you? Did you eat something horrible this morning?"

"I'm not sure.". Wendy replied weakly.

"How long have you felt sick?"

"Just today. I don't know why I'm feeling ill at all." Wendy flushed the toilet, walked out of the stall and went to the sink to wash her face and rinse her mouth out. Once she's done, she turned the water off. "Maybe I got the flu."

Bebe stared at her, mainly to analyze. "Umm...Wendy, can I ask you a question?"

"You already did, but sure." (A/N: Lol)

"Have you gotten your period yet?"

Wendy's eyes widened in shock. She didn't remember getting one since last December. "Uh...no, not really."

Bebe nodded, and then analyzed Wendy again. She could tell that something was up, and not a single bit was going to be considered in any means good. "Wendy, when was the last time you and Stan fucked?"

"What?!" Wendy snapped.

"When was the last time you and your boyfriend fucked?"

"That's none of your business, especially since I don't ask you about banging Kenny."

Bebe sighed. "Wendy, please, I must know. You could end up having STD's or worse."

Wendy sighed. "If you must know, we had oral back in 16th of December.". Bebe stared at Wendy, then counted her fingers trying to put the pieces together.

"Wait right here." She walked out.

"How can she ask me that? She has sex with Kenny almost 6 times a week. I never ask her about that, so why does she barge?". Wendy muttered to herself.

A few moments later, Bebe walked back into the bathroom. "Here, take this.". She handed Wendy an object. Wendy looked at it to see a pregnancy test. She blinked in surprise, and looked at her.

"How did you get this so quickly?"

Bebe sighed. "If you must know, I keep a stock of at least 10 in my locker. I never use them at home, since my parents will never believe me when I'm serious or not about being pregnant."

Wendy started at the test, then back at Bebe. "Do you really think I'm pregnant?"

"I do research and whatnot a lot, Wendy, I can tell signs."

Wendy took a deep breath, before she walked into the stall. 'I can't be pregnant now. I'm not finished with school. How are Stan and I going to care for this child if I am?' she thought to herself. She peed on the stick. Moments later, she walked out of the stall and handed the test to Bebe. "What does it say?" she asked quietly.

"Two blue lines..." Bebe replied.

Wendy soon felt a tear drop from her eye, before her whole being just slid down onto the wall next to the sinks. "I can't believe it!" she whispered so hoarsely that she could've choked to death. She was now screwed till the end. Pregnant at seventeen, and still not done with high school.

"I can't believe that Stan knocked you up before you even got done with school. You're not going into college while you have to care for a baby.". Bebe said.

Upon hearing Bebe's statement, Wendy froze, and then put her hand to her chin. She slowly but surely remembered something, a day, back in December, a day after Christmas, too...a day that would obviously wrap things up...a time...without Stan.

"Come on, Wendy. We're gonna get you a blood test.". Bebe whined, snapping Wendy out of her frozen state. Bebe walked out with her, and filed them both out for the rest of the day. No one questioned it, although they did give looks, including Stan Marsh himself.

Hell's Pass Hospital, 3:45 pm...

Wendy and Bebe waited for almost an hour to get towards the Hospital before they had to indure a long wait line. But alas, they finally reached a room.

Wendy sat on the cold resting chair, while Bebe sat on a guest side. The room was clean, but cold, especially filled with medicine cabinets and various other doctor equipment.

Wendy began to hyperventilate, making Bebe sit up and put her hand on Wendy's. "It's okay, Wendy, you may not be pregnant."

"I really hope not! I'm not ready."

"I know."

Soon enough, the doctor entered the room. "Ms. Testaburger, I have your results."

"I'm not pregnant...right, doctor?" Wendy asked nervously.

"According to the results, you are indeed pregnant.". Wendy gasped. "About 2 weeks, going to 3."

"Oh God..." Wendy mumbled.

"Didn't you two use protection?" Bebe whispered.

"Not now..." Wendy said softly.

"Now, Ms. Testaburger, would you like to discuss your options?" the doctor asked.

For a brief moment, it was completely quiet, no noise in anything at all. Just utter silence filled the room, becoming more awkward as each second passed.

"NO! I can't do this!" Wendy ran out with her hands covering her face to stop the tears from continuing. Bebe shrugged when the doctor looked at her, and she followed Wendy.

"Wendy, wait!" She yelled, catching up to her. Wendy looked back. "Why are you upset? You can get an abortion."

"No! I want to keep it."

"Why? Are you nuts?! Come on, Wendy, it's painful at first, but it gets better with each one."

Wendy scowled at her. "How many have you gotten?"

Bebe shrugged. "Not sure, I've only been with Kenny for about 4 months right now. Best guess would be 3."

Wendy widened her eyes. "3?! In just 4 months?"

"Yeah, intercourse isn't common." Bebe admitted. "Come on, though, let's get you an abortion, and we can move on!"

"I don't want the procedure for an abortion, I just want my baby!".Wendy screamed.

"Wendy, do you really think you and Stan can raise a child together? He may love you to death, but even he'll have some secondary thoughts."

Wendy knew that wouldn't be so, but her chest soon felt to harden as she soon remembered the same problem she had back in the bathroom. "Bebe, you obviously know Stan wouldn't be like that at all. That's really not him."

"I don't believe that, especially since everyone else won't. But seriously, do you really want to keep this kid?" she shrugged, but minimally asked.

The 'everyone' part of the statement hit Wendy hard, and she almost collapsed. Thankfully, Bebe had fast reflexes and catched her before she could fall on her face. "Wendy, you seem quite scared. Are you sure you don't want an abortion?"

"YES!" Wendy screeched. Her powerful voice startled Bebe. "Sorry, I'm just scared..."

"Of what?". Bebe asked, resuming the tremble. "Your parents not supporting you and making you work alone?"

While that indeed was a big fear that Wendy had, that wasn't what she was thinking. "No, not just that, there's another."

"What are you talking about?". Bebe raised her eyebrow.

Wendy gulped. "I...not only am pregnant, but...I don't think Stan is the baby's father."

Bebe's brow raised so high it could touch her long hair. "What?" she asked in a deadpan voice.

"I did the math. I remember that I had sex with another boy during Token's christmas party; leading to now. I'm still picking up the pieces, but I do remember that one part of it all."

"What?!" Bebe asked in a extreme voice. "You not only got pregnant, but also by ANOTHER guy? ANOTHER?"

Wendy nodded. "Do you remember Token's party, where we all celebrated like crazy, and most of us got drunk to the point our brains hurt?"

"Yeah, I went there because I thought it would be cool."

"Yeah, well...I went because Stan wanted to go, so I tried to fit in as much as I could, even though I didn't do a whole lot of dancing or wrecking the house.". Wendy looked at the ground with sadness in her eyes. "But I remember that I had too much to drink, and then I came across this other boy. We both flirted, and I took him upstairs to Token's bedroom. That's all I can remember for now." She rubbed the back of her head.

Bebe looked at Wendy as if she had just admitted that she was the sister of the devil. She was completely speechless, allowing some drool to fall on her red sweater. She spent the next several moments just staring dumbly until she finally blinked and closed her mouth. She looked angry. "So you got pregnant by another boy during a Christmas party, while intoxicated, you got the symptoms during just today despite it being a few weeks, you don't know his name, or what he looks like, or even if he has a criminal record, yet you still want to carry his child? Pretty fucking amazing."

Wendy returned the angry look. "You know what, Bebe? Why don't you just leave me the fuck alone and get out of my business?! I know I put myself into trouble, but I'm going to take care of it, and I will do whatever I gotta do to make it so!"

Bebe just shook her head. "I don't see it. I just don't.". She then just walked away.

As she left, Wendy look sad. She felt bad because she had literally pushed her friend away, even though she doesn't know what she was gonna do. 'Okay, if there's one thing I have to do right now, that would be to contact the father.'. She remembered who he was, since his face wasn't in darkness when she saw him, or when she woke up next to him sleeping with her. She freaked out when she saw him next to her, and she quickly dressed herself before he woke up. She chose to keep the whole incident a secret, not knowing she was pregnant until now. Now, she had to contact him, and finally get a headstart on where to go for the rest of her life.

A/N:. Alright, that's the first chapter. If you noticed, I borrowed from "Fatass gets a Ho Knocked up" and "My Life as a Teenage Girl", mainly to keep it feel good.

Anyway, if anyone is wondering who the father is, don't worry. There will be clues of him, and then I'll reveal him when Wendy calls him by his real name. Once so, I will put his name inside the tab for characters.

Hasta, la Vista, baby!