In Between Love
Written by: JoannaKuwabara
Disclaimers:
I do not own South Park it's characters or anything and everything related to this cartoon. I am not making a profit by using it in this fan fic, its only for fun.
I do not own Pepsi and I am not making a profit by using it in this fan fic.
I do not own 2012 Ford Shelby GT500 model. I am not making a profit by using it in this fan fic; I just figured it would be the choice of car Cartman would use...its just my opionon.
I do not own the songs: All Messed Up and When Your Heart Stops Beating; both sung by Sum 41. I do not own neither songs nor the band and I do not make a profit by mentioning them in this fic.
I do not own World of Warcraft nor make a profit by mentioning it in this fan fic.
I do not own Guitar Hero and all the songs that are in the game and are mentioned in this fan fic. I'm not making a profit by using this video game and its songs in this fan fic.
I do not own Paranormal Activities. I am not making a profit by using this movie in the fan fiction.
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Warnings: Violence, Suggestive Dialouge, Language, Spoilers, mild OOC (just in case I do that tho I will try my best to not do this), yaoi/boy love themed. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED
Be sure to check back here and at the beginning of each chapter to see if any new warnings have been posted.
Pairings: Kyman/Style (I name it Stayleman...and if I am not the first to come up with that...then let me know hahaha)
Summary: A weekend that the boys will never forget...Style/Kyman
A/N: So this is my third South Park fan fic. I will try and make the chapters long and I'm trying to not make too many chapters but who knows with me (sigh). I've written a lot of fan fics for other categories and I really hope you guys enjoy this story. I tried to do something different. I've looked through all of the (English) fan fics in the South Park category and I only saw a very few stories where Stan and Cartman fight over Kyle...and I didn't see any that had a threesome with Stan, Cartman, and Kyle. Soooo yeah.
This story takes place while they are in the middle of their Junior year of High School.
I hope you guys enjoy this and please read and review (grins)
ENJOY!
Chapter One
Blue eyes lazily stare in the direction of his obsession. He was so close yet so far at the same time. His obession's back was turned away from those blue eyes but the face was so clear with in his mind that he didn't even need to look upon his perfect face. The body shook as if it was laughing. He could imagine those perfect green eyes closed as small tears squeeze through those shut lids. Some red hair slipping into his face from underneath his hat. Those perfect lips open wide as a beautiful tenor voice echoed through the room making it seem brighter.
He sighed as he wished 'he' was the one making that beautiful noise come from those thin lips. However, he knew that would never happen. He wished it could happen but who was he kidding? He only caused this obsession pain and hurt. It was out of love but he didn't know how to show it. It wasn't his fault was it? No, no it wasn't. Besides it wasn't like he would quit doing what he had been doing for so long. No he would keep tormenting the little half ginger all he wanted.
A noise distracted him and caused him to look away from the beautiful creature and to the one that had his obsession's full attention. His eyes narrowed at that sickeningly handsome person that was laughing too. His blue eyes closed as he too was laughing in his slightly deeper tenor; close to being a baritone but not quite there. His black hair was slicked back and had a few strains still fall in his face as he laughed.
Now he didn't really 'hate' the guy. However, he hated how he had his obsession's attenion all the time. It was more so jealousy than anything else and if he wasn't after what was 'his' then he would get along with the guy. However, that wasn't the case and just seeing the two of them laughing and having a moment together...well it made him pissed.
What the fuck was that funny anyway? He narrowed his blue eyes and wished he was joinging the laughing and maybe even making the half ginger laugh as something 'he' said, for once. However, he just stared at the beautiful young man. A thought came to his mind and he took out his notebook. He had to draw Kyle. He was just too beautiful at this very moment. He wanted to capture him, like a memory. He began to draw as the two boys continued their conversation and were laughing even more. Whatever they were talking about must have been really fucking funny, however it wasn't all that bad as he got a chance to draw that beautiful face.
"What's that?" came a muffled voice.
He jumped and covered up his artwork and glared into those blue eyes. He wondered how they could share the same eyes. Didn't he steal them after one of the 'many' deaths the poor bastard had? Apparently the never ending 'curse' as his friend would put it would have his body back to normal. However, he wasn't complaining about the eyes as he was able to see ten times better than his old boring brown eyes. He shook his head and glared at him as he closed his book.
"Nothing." he said in a gruff voice.
"I wanna see it." the muffled voice said again leaning over his shoulder.
"It's nothing." he said through gritted teeth.
"See what?"
His eyes snapped over to the new voice and saw those green eyes looking at him from his seat, curiosity in those brilliant eyes of his.
"I-it's nothing! Damn it Kinny!" he said as he caught the poorest kid in their class sneak his hand towards the notebook.
He slapped the hand away and hugged the notebook to his chest. He cursed his luck that the teacher was MIA today and left the entire class to do whatever they wanted.
"Come on Cartman, let us see it?"
Oh those emerald eyes with their curiosity and wonderment. Why did he have to be such a nosy Jew?
"What's the big deal?" said the dark haired guy.
"Its my stuff and I don't wanna show you guys." Cartman said before stuffing his notebook back into his back pack.
He could see Kenny looking ready to take his bag before he pushed it underneath his seat with his leg. Now if the poor bastard wanted it he would have to crawl underneath his chair.
Cartman gave a smug smile as Kenny had pouted with his eyes, some of his blond hair seeping through the orange hoodie that he STILL wore. He had claimed that he loved his hoodie too much to throw it out and it was amazing how long it had endured. It still looked good as new; or as good as a 17year old hoodie could be that is.
However, Kenny was easily distracted when Bebe walked across the class room to get to Wendy. Kenny decided to follow the other blonde. Stan just rolled his eyes and began to take Kyle's attention again. Kyle seemed to be just as easily distracted as Kenny. Cartman snorted before taking out his notebook again. He opened it back up. It had all kind of drawings, not all of it was how he would rule the world or Cthulhu and him hanging out or even the Nazi/Hitler pictures with himself standing next to his role model. No. There were some drawings of nicer things. Like Mr. Kitty and Kyle.
He hadn't really changed that much even tho they were all 16 years old, except for Kenny who just turned 17 a couple weeks back. Even though he was the oldest of the group he still acted like the immature pervert he always was. Cartman couldn't help but smirk at how Kenny could act so childish sometimes; as the scene that only happened a few minutes ago confirmed that truth.
But Cartman had changed a little in the physical department. He had gone through a growth spurt and stood at 6'3". Because of his height his weight seemed to spread out. He was still chubby but it was more 'husky' and he truly was 'big boned' as he wasn't really 'fat' but bulky. He was also more attractive to look at and had girl's flirting with him; even a few guys here and there. However he wasn't interested in any of them. The only one he truly cared about was Kyle; that damn Jew rat.
He let out a sigh.
He turned the page to one of his favorite drawings of Kyle he had done. It was Kyle sitting in his desk chewing on his pencil eraser as he concentrated on a very hard math test. Cartman felt he caught the Jew's image perfectly. It almost looked like a black and white photograph if one didn't know any better. Cartman smiled down at the picture and rested his finger gingerly on the face of his obsession.
He let out another sigh, this one a bit longer than the last.
It was here that the lunch bell rang and caught him off guard. He quickly stuffed the book back in his bag and threw it over his shoulder. He watched Kyle put his books away and throw his own bag over his shoulder, still smiling and laughing with Stan. Stan smiled back and scratched the back of his neck as if embarrassed or something. Cartman wrinkled his nose before shaking his head and stepping between the two of them.
Kyle was the shortest out of the four, being 5'7". Stan was the next at 5'10" and Kenny, even with the lack of food from being poor didn't seem to hurt his growth as he stood a good 6' even. However with Cartman's towering height it didn't affect Stan glaring at Cartman for stepping between himself and his best friend. Cartman pretended to not to see it.
"I don't know about you guys but I'm starving!"
"As if that's news fat-ass." Kyle said with a roll of his eyes but a small smirk on his lips.
Cartman snorted.
"Do you need glasses or something Jew? I'm not FAT I'm big boned." Cartman said.
"Sure you don't have a big boner." Kenny said with a laugh.
Cartman scrunched up his face and looked ready to punch his trailer park friend.
"Fuck you Kinney." he growled.
Stan just grew quiet and watched as Cartman took all of the attention of his Super Best Friend. He silently hated the fat-ass. He hated how easily Kyle's attention could be stolen by that anti-Semitic prick just by opening his mouth. He couldn't understand how any of them were STILL friends with that asshole. Sure they had known him since Kindergarten but that didn't mean they were stuck with him for the rest of their lives, right?
He walked in silence as he watched Cartman and Kyle go into one of their 'fights'. They weren't as bad as when they were 10 but they could turn into big fights. However, Stan was noticing that the fights have been getting less vicious with each passing day. He didn't know why it bothered him but all he knew was he was going to keep an extra eye on that fat turd. He was up to something, he just knew it. It had been too long since the fat ass had tried anything that related to killing or doing something embarrassing to his Super Best Friend; like three years.
He glanced over at Kyle. He didn't seem like he was too upset at what Cartman was saying. Maybe he was use to the insults by now? Or did he too notice how empty those threats and names held when Cartman said them? His heart ached and what sucked the most was he knew exactly what he was feeling. He remembering feeling this one time back when they were younger and Kyle was paired up with Wendy for that egg project by Mr. Garrison.
Stan thought Kyle was trying to step in on his territory; try and steal HIS Wendy. How stupid did he feel after he realized he was just paranoid. How crazy did he feel after realizing he was more jealous of Wendy stealing KYLE away from him and not the other way around. How confused and tormented he felt for years after that experiment that asshole teacher pulled; especially pairing him up with Kyle.
It had felt so...right? Yeah, it felt so right being 'married' to Kyle and taking care of that egg. That had haunted him for years to come and knew that it was one of the many reasons why he couldn't make it work with Wendy in the end. They had broken up near the end of their freshman year of high school. Kyle had comforted him, however he still didn't tell him to this day it was he, Stanley Marsh who broke up with the smart, funny, and beautiful Wendy Testaburger. How could he tell his Super Best Friend the truth? That he loved his Super Best Friend and didn't want to be with anyone else but him.
"Hey Stan?"
Stan blinked as he realized somehow he had his lunch tray with the lunch on it; and they were heading to their usual table. Kyle was looking at him with those concern green eyes of his. Luckily for Stan he wasn't a blusher because if he was he would be red as a tomato at this very moment. He shook his head and gave his secret crush a weak smile.
"Sorry I was daydreaming, what's up?" he asked.
Kyle raised an eyebrow at his friend but shrugged off the look his best friend had been giving him a few minutes ago; before waking him from his daydream.
"I was just saying..." Kyle started again just as they reached their table. "How much I miss Chef's lunches."
Kyle set his tray down and sat across from Cartman who had sat next to Kenny; both of whom were already there as they both brought lunches from home. Stan took his seat next to Kyle as he usually would do. It was lucky that the high school was small as they had been able to have their 'own' table since they had started high school.
Kenny looked over the 'meal' his friends had paid good money.
"Yeah they were the best." Kenny added with a nod.
Stan looked down at the stuff that was suppose to be his 'lunch'.
"Yeah. I miss it too. I'd actually prefer my dad cooking then this shit." Stan said picking up the meat looking object with his spork and watching it fall back down onto the tray with a splat.
"Dude that's bad..." Kyle said also mentally agreeing with Stan on having his dad; tho annoying as hell; a much better cook than the one they had now.
"I don't know why you guys even waste your money on that shit." Cartman said as he pulled out his homemade lunch.
He had stopped getting lunch at school once he realized that the high school lunches weren't as yummy as the ones in elementary; even middle school's lunches were better than this shit and that was saying something. He began to make his own lunch, although no one knew that other than himself. He had made a delicious mini meal that consisted of home made fries that were cut so thin they were like home made chips more than fries. He also had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich that had some fluff mixed in with the peanut butter. He also brought a mug with a lid that was filled with some chocolate milk. It's sad that he had to bring his own chocolate milk from home cause the school's was un-drinkable.
Kenny eyed Cartman's food before looking back down at his own one slice of bread folded in half with two slices of bologna and some mayo and mustard sandwich. It was pathetic but it still looked better than the school's lunch. He slowly moved his hand to the zip lock bag of home made chips and slowly grabbed a few of them before shoving them into his mouth.
Cartman didn't see the sneaky poor bastard but he had made more than enough chip/fries were he wouldn't miss a few. If Kenny did get caught, his hand would have been ripped off; especially if he had taken the entire bag. Cartman bit into his sandwich and closed his eyes and made an exaggerated moan.
"Oh this is the best sandwich evar!" he said re-opening his eyes.
"Shut up Cartman." Kyle snorted before looking back at his food.
Cartman rolled his eyes and huffed. Half of him wanted to share his chips with the Jew but the more 'logical' side of his brain said once he offered he would have to give EVERYONE his chips and they would expect it every day. He wasn't going to be cooking for EVERYONE. He reached into his bag of chips and ate a few. Although he wouldn't mind cooking just for Kyle. However he shook that thought out of his head and continued to eat his lunch.
Stan decided to not even touch the food anymore and decided that he was going to ask his mom if she could make his lunch. He knew the most likely response would be that he was a 'big boy' and could make his own lunch. He sighed as he played with his lunch. After a few minutes a thought came to his mind.
"Hey did you guys want to come over for a sleep over or something? I mean we do have a four day weekend, plus my parents are going away for this entire weekend." Stan said looking at Kyle and Kenny.
He regretted mentioning it in front of Cartman but there wasn't any other 'good' time to mention it other than at lunch. Maybe the fat-ass would have plans with Butters. He seemed to be growing closer to the nervous young man over the years and maybe they were going to do whatever they did when they hung out.
"Count me in!" Kenny said with a smile.
He never turned down a chance to get a decent meal for dinner let alone play video games with his best friends.
"I don't know, I still got to finish up that essay due on Tuesday. Not to mention your parents won't be there and I don't think my mom would allow that..." Kyle said glancing at his Super Best Friend before looking back down at his 'food'.
Cartman hesitated. He didn't want to go if Kyle wasn't going.
"You can just tell your mom that you finished it and then when you come over work on it. That way when you finish it you'll already be over? Plus your mom won't find out about my parents not being home. Just say we are working on that essay...maybe even make it the whole weekend!" Stan said growing excited but looked at his SBB with pleading eyes.
Kyle looked into Stan's eyes for a moment longer. Cartman felt his blood slowly boiling. He wished those eyes would shine like that for him and HIM alone. Meanwhile, Stan couldn't help but almost get caught up into those beautiful eyes.
"Alright. I would just need to get my stuff...but you sure it would be okay to spend the night for THREE nights?" Kyle asked with worry in those emerald eyes of his.
"Dude it will be fine. Besides, it will be like old times." Stan said with a wide smile.
"Yeah! We could play WOW or even Guitar Hero or just stay up all night telling scary stories. Come on guys let's do it!" Kenny said in a rushed muffle jumble word mess.
"I'm in." Cartman said with a nod finishing off his lunch.
However it seemed like everyone was staring at Kyle, waiting for his answer.
"Alright..." he said a bit hesitatingly but a wide smile on his face.
That smile of his could melt the coldest of hearts; that was something everyone at the table could agree on. At that moment the bell rang. They all got up and tossed their trash away, all filled with excitement about the weekend that was sure to be the best weekend in the history of weekends.
Stan looked over at Kyle while the last class of the day seemed to drag on. He couldn't help but think how the sleeping arrangements would be. Whenever Kyle would just sleep over, he would share the same bed as him. Even though they were obviously 'out growing' that old habit, they still did it. They were just use to doing it. However, whenever Cartman and Kenny came over, everyone slept in a sleeping bag in the living room; including Stan. His mom thought it was rude if he slept in a bed while his friends slept on the floor.
He would rather have Cartman and Kenny sleep down stairs while Kyle and himself sleep in his bed upstairs but he knew that would sound so...gay. And he wasn't gay! He still found girl's attractive and the only guy he was attractive to was Kyle...so that didn't make him gay, it meant he liked Kyle.
His heart skipped a beat when Kyle glanced over at him and gave a big smile. Stan could tell that Kyle was looking forward to the weekend and couldn't contain his excitement. He grinned back before Kyle turned back to listening to the teacher.
Cartman sat behind Kyle and just stared at the back of his head. A whole weekend with the Jew, hippie, and poor bastard. It would be fun he was sure of that but he had an uneasy feeling in his gut. It had been too long since they had all done a full weekend of just hanging out. Wait that was a lie. They had done it for Kenny's birthday but THAT was something else. Cartman shook his head as the memories from that ONE night had gone all crazy and was he guessed a 'normal' South Park night.
However he was sure this weekend was going to be an ACTUAL 'normal' weekend. It would be nice for a change at least and what made it sweeter was the fact he would be with Kyle the entire time. Sure, he was also stuck with the other two assholes but it would be like old times. The good old days as it were.
He let out a sigh as he continued to stare at the back of those loose red curls sticking out from underneath the hat. It wasn't his green trade mark hat. No, he upgraded to a nice brown snow cap. Kyle had replaced his old hat in the beginning of their freshman year; since it got destroyed by some stuck up seniors. Cartman secretly took 'care' of those bastards after making his sweet Jew cry for a couple of days. The only other person who knew where those ass wipes are now were himself and Butters. And he knew Butters wouldn't say anything because that would be called an 'accomplish' or something along those lines.
After the hat was destroyed, Kyle bought; with his own money from a summer time job; that brown snow cap. He declared that it was a 'good thing they destroyed it, I needed a new hat anyway'. Cartman knew better but didn't mind the change. It meant he could see some of those beautiful red locks of his. Actually, Kyle's hair wasn't as red when they were kids. No, the hair mellowed out to a dark auburn brownish red color. However, Kyle was still embarrassed of his hair and liked keeping it hiding under a hat, except when he was home or even in Stan's house.
Cartman smiled at the thought of being able to see Kyle's hair for an entire weekend. He grimaced at how gay that thought was. However, he shook the thought from his brain. He had bigger problems to really worry about. It would be a long weekend and without Stan's parents there who knew what would happen. Knowing Kenny, he would bring booze. He himself didn't drink as he hated the effects it had on his family; but he loved to watch other people get drunk. Cartman was thinking about maybe doing the same thing this time. Or even try to make Kyle drunk...damn he was so cute when he was drunk...
Cartman closed his eyes with a smile on his face. He could remember the last time Kyle was drunk. He got all cute; cuter than he already was and would be EXTRA touchy with everyone. It was nice. Cartman let out a content smile. However, it didn't last long as he could feel someone looking at him, or rather glaring at him. He peeked open an eye and noticed it was Stan. He blinked his eyes open before staring back at the dark haired young man. Stan just sat in his seat with a grim look on his face with a hint of suspicion. It was kind of creepy sometimes that Stan could always tell when Cartman had a plan on doing something to the Jew. It seemed that stare was Cartman's 'warning' to not do what he was thinking of doing to Kyle.
Cartman snorted and gave him a look saying: what you looking at hippie? Stan continued to stare a little longer until his attention was pulled away by Kyle passing him a note. Cartman let out a sigh of annoyance. He stared up at the ceiling and closed his eyes. He hoped that this weekend would go smoothly.
At this the last bell of the day rang and his eyes snapped open. He got up and he got his bag. He looked over at Kyle and Stan as they seemed to be gathering their stuff as well and were chatting away.
"Okay so we'll all meet back at my house around 6 o'clock. We'll order a pizza or something." Stan said looking at everyone before giving Cartman a warning glare.
Cartman just rolled his eyes as he pulled his backpack onto his back.
"Sounds good to me." Kenny said with a nod.
At this Kyle and Stan left the room chit chatting about what the group could do for four whole days and three whole nights. Kenny glanced over to Cartman with a raised eye brow.
"What?" Cartman asked with a slight annoyance to his tone, pulling his book bag closer to his back and began to walk out of the class room.
"You got that look in your eyes..." Kenny said walking along side the slightly taller man; his own worn back pack pressed against his own back.
"What look?" Cartman said with a sigh and roll of the eyes.
"The one where you are thinking too much. Don't do it too much or your brain will explode." Kenny said with a snicker.
"Hardy har har." Cartman said with a low growl.
The two walked out of the school and started heading to Cartman's car. It was a two door 2012 Ford Shelby GT500. It was a deep red color, almost crimson with a midnight blue strip that ran from back to front that went over the hood of the car. He grin at his 'baby'. His mom had bought it for him when he had passed his driver's test and got his license officially.
Kenny walked to the other side of the door and climbed in just as Cartman unlocked the door. Kenny had his own car but it made no sense for him to drive it when he barely had any gas money to drive the thing; let a lone the fact it was just barely able to drive in the first place. He had been working on fixing the damn thing but every time he would get something fixed it would be broken again by someone crashing it or it being crashed into.
Cartman didn't mind giving him a ride but he didn't nor would he admit it aloud that he liked the company of the poor bastard. He closed his door and started the engine.
"Sweet..." he mumbled to himself with a wide smile.
It was always a beautiful sound to his ears hearing the humming of a car engine starting up. He pulled out of the school parking lot and headed to Kenny's house first. They decided that Kenny would get his stuff first and then go back to Cartmans and wait until it was time to head over to Stan's house.
The drive to Kenny's house wasn't too far, especially since Cartman had a heavy foot as it were. The two sat as Cartman's I Pod played in the stereo, the song: All Messed Up by Sum 41. Both of the boys sung along to the lyrics with wide grins, Cartman drumming on his steering wheel and slightly nodding his head to the beat. Kenny's words, although muffled, were still in tune with the song.
By the time the song ended they had reached Kenny's house. Kenny grabbed his book bag.
"Thanks, I'll be right back." he said before rushing out of the car and heading to his broken down house.
Cartman let out a sigh and closed his eyes as he listened to the next song that began to play. When Your Heart Stops Beating by Sum 41 played he smirked and began to sing along with that song. However, his mind was thinking about Kyle as he sang. His fingers drumming on the steering wheel again as he continued to sing. His head bobbed to the beat and he closed his eyes as he continued to drum and sing the song.
This song always reminded him of Kyle for some reason. He wasn't sure why but he felt as if it was 'their' song, if they ever had one that is. However, as if he would tell anyone, even Kenny that little fact. However he didn't notice that Kenny was back and in the car just snickering as he watched his friend bang his head and drum fiercely on the steering wheel on the guitar solo. Kenny couldn't help but bang his head along with his friend and play air guitar along with Cartman's steer drumming. The two of them were like that until the song ended.
Cartman opened his eyes and almost jumped out of the car after realizing Kenny was back. Kenny laughed as he waved at his friend. Kenny was now wearing some blue jeans with his orange hoodie still covering his face; however Cartman knew that once they got to Stan's house that hoodie would be tossed aside somewhere, most likely tossed next to Kyle's hat. Cartman smiled at the thought of seeing Kyle with out his hat. He shook his head when he realized Kenny was giving him a strange look.
"So?"
"So what?" Cartman asked with a raised eye brow.
"Aren't we going to your house now?" Kenny asked, securing his duffel bag that most likely had some clothes, which he would be washing at Stan's house; as their washer consisted of the tub and a washboard.
"Yeah." Cartman said before driving off to his house.
Stan had given Kyle a ride to school that day, being that Stan had to share his car with his mom; although it was really HER car. But still, he didn't mind spending the extra time with his Super Best Friend. Besides, it gave him a chance to ask him what he wanted to do just so they had ideas to throw out when they all hung out later that night.
Stan glanced over at Kyle who was looking out the window, his head in his hand as he leaned against the window. He seemed more so in thought more than usual.
"What's up dude?"
"Huh?" Kyle asked blinking over at his friend.
"You've been out of it today since lunch. What, did that shit upset your stomach or something?" Stan asked, a hint of concern in his voice as he hoped that wasn't the case.
Kyle smiled fondly at his friend and how concern he truly seemed to be.
"No...I was just thinking about...well, it's just been so long since we REALLY all hung out and I was thinking...well...I don't know...maybe spending all three nights and four days would be a bit...you know...too much." Kyle said before turning back out to look at the scenery going by.
Stan couldn't help but turn with wide eyes at Kyle. He was snapped out of his stupor when he heard a honk and noticed he was driving on the wrong side of the road and almost ran into what looked to a crimson color car with a midnight blue stripe down the middle. However, his brain really wasn't processing that at the moment. He couldn't believe he just heard what he heard from his Super Best Friend.
They were silent for a bit before Stan cleared his throat.
"If you don't want to hang out dude that's fine. We can always do it another time...or you can just spend tonight if you want?" Stan said, his face trying not to show how hurt he was but he was sure it was obvious, especially in his voice.
"No dude. I...I don't know what I was thinking when I said that. I'm sorry, I DO want to hang with you guys...I'm just...I don't know...getting a weird feeling that something WEIRD will happen, and not the 'normal' weird." Kyle said not sure how to explain the small pain in his gut.
Stan stared out at the road in front of him. They were almost to Kyle's house; as it wasn't that far from school. They went back to being silent again however Stan let out a sigh and ran a hand quickly through his black hair.
"Dude everything will be fine. It will be just like it use to. I'll order a pizza 20 minutes before you guys come over that way it will be there almost when you guys get there. I'm sure after some pizza and some vids you'll get back into the swing of things and shit." Stan said glancing over quickly to Kyle with a smile.
Kyle looked at his friend before giving him a heart stopping smile that almost made Stan swerve into on coming traffic again.
"Alright...I'm probably just tired or something. I can't wait for this weekend." Kyle said with that smile again.
Luckily, Stan had arrived at Kyle's house and was parked in front of it so he could appreciate and enjoy that smile that was just for him; Stan.
"Same here dude. So I'll see you around 6 then." Stan said with a smile almost as bright as Kyle's but not as bright.
Kyle nodded with a slight tint of pink on his cheeks before heading out of the car and towards his house. Stan watched his Super Best Friend until he disappeared behind that door, not without turning around and waving in his direction. Stan smiled and waved back before pulling away from the house and heading to his own.
He was so happy that his sister was in college and lived AT the college, even tho it was only in Denver. He was also happy that his parents were away on some 'second honey moon' or some stupid shit. They had learned over the years that whenever their relationship was 'on the rocks' they could prevent them from divorcing by going on a 'second honey-moon' which it would usually work as they would come back happier than before they left.
Stan walked into the empty house and was happy that his parents had only left that morning. He didn't really have to straighten up or anything. Sure it was just his friends coming over, but it didn't mean he wanted them to come over to a messy house. It was fine to mess it up when they came over tho; that was totally except-able.
Stan walked up to his room and dropped his back pack on the ground next to the door and decided to bring all of his movies and video games down stairs to the living room that way they wouldn't have to leave that room; except to go to the bathroom obviously. He even grabbed the sleeping bags and laid them down folded up next to the couch. He set up all of the gaming systems that he had, just in case they felt like; on the fly, to play a certain game. That way they would just have to change the out put on the TV instead of keep switching the hook up of the gaming systems. Luckily the TV was new enough to have enough outlets to support all of his gaming systems.
Stan smiled as he looked around the room. He was ready for this weekend to be the best weekend ever! He was also happy that his mom left him some money to order out not to mention his dad had added some extra cash just cause. He was happy for the extra cash cause he could actually AFFORD to buy dinner for four boys for three nights. He looked at his phone and noticed it was time to order the pizzas. He called up the local pizza place and put in the order. Four Large pizzas. One had all meat on it for mostly Cartman, one plan cheese for Kyle as he couldn't have half the toppings as they weren't kosher or he was allerigic to them, one with everything including anchovies for Kenny, and the last one had Sausage, Pepporini, Peppers, olives, onions, and mushrooms for himself.
They would each have their own pizza which was fine because they knew whatever they didn't finish would just be breakfast the next day. He pulled out a couple of chips that he had bought for himself to eat for this weekend and some Cheeze Poofs and poured them all into some bowls. He pulled out some left over acholo he had hidden from their last sleep over which was a little over a year ago. He had also ordered three 2 liter Pepsis which would work perfectly with the Cherry vodka to mix with the Pepsi.
The door bell rang which caused the dark haired boy jump before looking back at his phone. It was 5:48pm. The pizza shouldn't be coming for another 10 minutes and the guys were suppose to come around 6. However, Stan smiled. He knew who it could be and was happy. He rushed to the door and opened it to find that he was correct.
There stood Kyle in some jeans and a loose green shirt. He had his back pack on his back but he could tell that it was lighter than it usually was meaning it had more clothes than school books in it. Kyle stood there with a big grin, his beautiful emerald eyes shinning as the setting sun made his body look almost angelic from behind him. Stan felt his breath hitch at the sight and couldn't move for a few minutes until Kyle cleared his throat. Stan shook his head and grinned wide back and moved back to let Kyle into the house.
Once inside, Kyle took of his cap and placed it on a coat rack that was also for hats that was by the door. He looked around the living room and found that Stan seemed to be ready for the weekend and looked as if he didn't plan on them EVER leaving the living room period. Kyle chuckled as he tossed his back pack towards the sleeping bags and sat on the couch.
"Looks like you already started with out us." he said as he pointed at the glass of Pepsi that was almost half way empty.
"Yeah well, I figure you guys will catch up to me eventually." Stan said as his grin wided even more.
"Cherry vodka?" Kyle asked with a hopeful look.
"Yup."
"Sweet!" Kyle said and before he could even ask, Stan already began to pour his Super Best Friend the mix.
He handed Kyle the drink and he took a sip and smiled.
"Can't even taste the acholo. You should totally be a baretender Stan; you have a knack for making drinks." Kyle said taking another sip of the delicious drink.
"Nah, it wouldn't be as fun it I made it a caerrer." Stan said with a shake of his head and sat down next to his Super Best Friend on the couch.
The two sat there in quiet for a while before Stan turned on the TV and turned it to an old re-run of Terrance and Phillip. They had ended a few years back but on certain channels they still played the re-runs, especially the older ones. The two sat deeper into the couch and began to laugh and mouth all the lines to the episodes that they've seen too many times to count. They continued to watch the re-run mouthing the words and laughing before a banging was heard on the door.
"It's open!" Stan screamed before laughing as Terriance farted in Phillip's face.
The door opened and in walked Cartman and Kenny.
"Sup fagets." Cartman said before taking off his coat and putting it on top of Kyle's on the coat rack.
Kenny closed the door behind the two of them and took off his hoodie. He was wearing jeans and an old orange shirt that seemed like the 'nicest' shirt he had. He walked past Kyle and Stan and walked straight to where the laundry room was. Stan and Kyle laughed. They figured he would wash his clothes.
Cartman was wearing a nice polo shirt that was a light blue color with some dark colored jeans. His brown hair was combed back which made his features even more handsome. He threw his bag next to Kyles before noticing how close they were sitting. His eyes narrowed for a moment before he let out a sigh and plastered a fake smile on his lips.
"So I see you're starting the party with out us eh?" Cartman said before sitting next to Kyle and stretching out his arms, his one arm resting right behind Kyle while the other went behind Kenny, as he came back with a non-acholoic Pepsi in his hand.
"Couldn't wait on your fat ass forever." Kyle said with a chuckle.
His comment was light hearted and Cartman could tell and only rolled his eyes, but had a small smirk on his lips.
"Oh by the way..." Cartman said with a glare over at Stan, who blinked at him not sure why he was getting a glare.
"You need to watch the road better, you almost caused me to crash, which would have killed Kinny." Cartman said.
"Yeah!" Kenny said, his voice being a nice tenor; now that he wasn't muffled he had a voice that was soothing to the ears.
"Don't even joke about that...and I didn't know that was 'your' car." Stan said scratching the back of his head.
"Just pay attention next time." Cartman said with a roll of his eyes.
At that moment the doorbell rang. Stan jumped up and went to the door. He opened it and found the pizza guy standing there. However, it was Craig. Of all the people...
"It will be $34.89." he said his voice still emotionless as much as his face was.
"Sup dude, didn't know you were a delivery guy." Stan said handing over the money and taking the pizzas away.
Craig just gave a snort and gave his famous middle finger before counting the money and noticing that Stan gave him a pretty nice tip. He looked at him before nodding as a sign of respect before flipping him the bird one last time before leaving.
Stan couldn't help but laugh before closing the door with his foot and having a bag that had more Pepsi in it wrapped around his arm. Kyle rushed over to him and took two of the pizza boxes away from him.
"Dude you're gonna drop them if you carry all of them." he scolded before putting the two boxes on the table that was infront of the couch.
"Thanks." Stan said with a smile before putting down the other two boxes.
He brought the Pepsi's to the kitchen and put them in the fridge. He would save them for later as he already had one open already. He made himself another drink before calling out.
"Anyone else want a drink?" he called knowing Kyle probably would and Cartman might.
Kenny didn't really like drinking as his father drank and look how that turned out? He was abusive and ignored his children. His mother wasn't any better. So Kenny had vowed to never drink. He also claimed it was fun to watch other people act stupid, can't enjoy that if you are drunk yourself.
"Sure!" came Kyle.
"Make mine extra strong!" Cartman said.
He could handle his liquor. He contributed that to his size. So whenever he would have a drink he would always get it stronger than everyone elses.
Stan began to make the drinks and carried them back into the living room. He watched as Kenny was already digging into his pizza. At least Kyle had the manners to wait for Stan and...Cartman? Well, it seemed he was being poliet to or maybe he was waiting for his drink? Who knew with him. Cartman saw Stan with the drinks and smiled. He liked Stan's drinks. He could make a strong drink and you couldn't even taste the alcholo.
Stan handed him his drink. Cartman nodded at him before sipping it. No taste at all. He grinned as he took a gulp of it. Kyle opened up his box and began to eat as he took sips from his own glass. Stan flopped down next to his Super Best Friend and grabbed his own box. All four of them began to eat as if they hadn't eatten in years; although three out of the four either didn't eat lunch or had what was more like a snack at lunch time.
They watched some old re-runs of Terrance and Phillip and laughed and mouth the lines. They continued to watch it until another show came on. By that time they had already eatten most of their pizzas. Cartman had two more drinks while Kyle had another one. Kenny sipped from his plain Pepsi.
"So what now?" Kyle asked.
Stan thought for a moment before a thought came to his mind.
"Wait you should probably work on that essay before you forget."
"I already did it. When I got home I quickly wrote it on my computer. I wanted to enjoy this weekend without worrying about homework." He said with a smile.
Stan melted at the smile as did Cartman. Kenny rolled his eyes before getting up and stretching.
"I'm gonna take a leak." he said before heading to the bathroom.
"Breaking the seal already?" Cartman said with a snicker.
"That only works if have been drinking alcholo." Kenny said while rolling his eyes.
"It works when you don't drink too. You've drank a lot of soda so far. Once you peep after drinking that much you're gonna keep going." Cartman said laughing as Kenny stuck his tongue at him before heading off.
Stan got up and went to the tv.
"So should we play a game?" he asked turning around and almost snarled after seeing how close Cartman was to Kyle.
That arm, tho innocently resting behind Kyle looked as if it was too close. As if one wrong move Cartman could pull his Super Best Friend to his side in a sideways hug. He shook his head and let out a breath. Luckily neither of them noticed his reaction and were thinking about what to play.
"We can always play Guitar Hero?" Kyle suggested.
Cartman nodded.
"I'll play drums." Cartman said with a snicker.
He loved the drums. He could bang on them as hard as he wanted and it was like a stress relief. He would play them whenever school was giving his shit or whenever his mom came home drunk with a guy he didn't know or like. He shook his head as he didn't want to think about that right now.
"I'll sing!" Kenny said excitedly as he came back into the room.
He loved to sing, however he never really got a chance to show it off. It wasn't like the high school they went to had a muscial department or anything like that. He wanted to go to a performing arts high school but it was too far away and the closest one to South Park cost money that his family didn't have. Besides, he would miss his friends and especially the fat ass tho he wouldn't admit that out loud.
"So that means one of us needs to play bass..." Stan said.
"Why can't we both play guitar?" Kyle asked with a shrug.
Stan thought about it for a moment before nodding. They hadn't played together in a while and was wondering if they still 'got it'. Well, they would find out soon enough. Stan put the game in and went to grab the instruments out of the closet. He had to dust off the mic and the drums as he rarely used them. Cartman and Kenny moved the table out of the way so they could set up the drums. Kyle 'directed' them where it should be put.
It seemed no one was feeling the liquor yet, however Stan would fix that as he made another round of drinks.
"If I didn't know any better, I would think you were TRYING to get me drunk." Kyle laughed but sipped his drink anyway.
"Slip any date rape drugs in there while you poured." Kenny said wiggling his eye brows at Stan.
Stan glared at the blond and punched him in the shouler tho not too hard.
"Shut up."
Cartman looked a little weiry at Kyle's drink. Stan was being overly generous tonight with the alcholo. Sure, Kenny had supplied a lot of the alcholo but still, it wasn't like Stan to keep pouring them out like he was. His attention was pulled away as the game turned on. He took his seat at the drums while Kenny stood in the front holding on to the mic. He had synched the controller and had control over the list. He began to pick songs and make the play list pretty long.
The first song that played was Ace of Spades by Motorhead. They did pretty good however, they knew that after a few more songs they would get into the swing of things. The next one was Fat Lip by Sum 41. This song they did a lot better, especially since Kenny's voice had warmed up from the first song. They played a few more songs and soon they had played almost a half an hour full of songs. The last song was Higher Ground by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. However by that time they were all loosing feeling in their fingers and Kenny's voice was starting to feel the stress of using it as long as he had.
In between, however, Stan had made quick drinks. After two more drinks Cartman had a nice buzz and stopped drinking. However, Kyle seemed to be downing them like water. He had already had 5 or 6, he lost count really after 4. Kyle had messed up the last three songs and almost caused them to fail. However, they were still having fun despite that.
Although Kyle began to get all 'touchy'. Cartman had been sitting closest to him and was enjoying the attention he was getting by the one whose been his obsession for so long. His hand gingerly touched his thigh, patting it. Cartman didn't know how much more he could take. However, he could tell that Stan wasn't liking the attention Cartman was getting from the half ginger, which caused him to snicker at the dark haired young man.
Kenny seemed to be either be oblivious or just pretending to be oblivious. He looked over at the movies Stan had brought down and decided to pick the most scariest movie out of the group.
Paranomal Activities.
(End of Chapter One.)
I know that was long. It was 16 page _ 17 if you include the disclaimers and author notes at the beginning and this small one at the end. I hope you guys liked this. Please let me know if I should continue it. If so, I promise to try and make each chapter as long as this one was. I don't know how many chapters this will be. I usually would write an outline but for this story I have none...all I know is I want this story to be a Cartman/Kyle/Stan (with Kyle on the bottom most likely haha). I don't know how to pull it off but I will do my best.
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