Unexpected Chapter 2

WARNINGS: I do not own South Park, This story contains /SLASH/, also some language, The boys are aged around 15-17

This Chapter also only contains Style but I promise there will be some bunny! It just might take a few chapters to get to so keep reading! :)

Story Despriction: Stan and Kyle play a joke on Cartman but what happens when the lie becomes true and what will the truth lead to? /SLASH/ Style and Bunny some language and sexual themes /hehe/ -switches POVs-

Author's Note: Hi again! Thanks for reading on! :) I edited this while watching tv so don't be suprised if there are any mistakes :/ This chapter switches between different characters' POVs so I'm sorry if it gets a bit confusing but I tried to make it make as much sense as possible :) Anyways I hope you like it and please review! :) thankyou my darlings Love Leda x


Cartman: Sitting on his couch at home eating cheesy poofs

"That was sick! I know that I always say how they've got boners for each other and stuff but I never seriously thought that they were gay. I was sure that they were just putting it on for a joke at the start; Kyle's eyes don't lie. But that kiss … it was the kind that you see couples who have been together for years and are in love kiss like. I can't believe it! The 'fags' are fags!"


Kenny: Walking around in the night

I turned down an alleyway. My parents were fighting again. My brother, my sister and I each had our own ways of dealing with their fighting.

Kevin just walked out the front door and left, sometimes for weeks at a time. I had no idea where he went but honestly couldn't give fuck. Once he came back with a black eye, a fractured wrist and a few cracked ribs. I really couldn't care less what had happened to him but of course Karen, my little sister, asked what had happened to him for him to get hurt so badly. I could tell that the answer wouldn't be good for her to hear and that Kevin, the idiot, would tell her everything. Either he was too stupid to realize or just didn't care about her, but I did. I answered Karen's question, before Kevin could, saying that he was in a car accident. She accepted this though she was still worried about Kevin.

I didn't miss my brother and it was actually somewhat better without him there because, well, there was more food to go around. Every time he left Karen would worry about him, though. I could tell that she missed having him here where she could protect him.

That was a weird thing that my sister had; even though she was the youngest, she would protect our family. She was the one who would nurse them when they were sick, try to keep the house clean (-ish), organize and share around the little food we had and when we had small arguments with other people in the town she was the one who would sought out the issues and defend us.

I think that if she could she would try to protect me too. I was the only other person in our family with the slightest bit of common sense but, unlike her, I used it wrongly. I was too wild and free-spirited for her to fully protect me.

But with all these things Karen did and all the people she watched over there was no-one who looked out for her. This was the reason that I created Mysterion. I told people that it was because I wanted to protect the town, but that wasn't the least bit true; I couldn't give a shit about South Park. I did it so that Karen could finally have someone to protect her for a change. Someone to watch over her, keep her out of harm's way, make her feel safe and loved, a guardian angel; Mysterion.

When our parents fought, it was the only time that she couldn't do anything because she couldn't protect them from each other. Karen would sit in the corner of her room with the old headphones and mp3 player that I had given to her for her seventh birthday and crawl up in a ball with the teddy bear that 'Mysterion' had given her for the same birthday.

It was that year, just before Karen turned seven, that our parents had started fighting even more violently and frequently. I'd wanted to shield Karen in any way that I could. She was still young and untainted by our family. I wanted to give her the best chance to get out of this hell and actually do something with her life. Karen had a good head on her shoulders; if anyone was going to break this fucked up pattern, it was her. I had to protect her innocence and benevolence before it was corrupted by the rest of my messed up family.

As I turned down another alley, I remember that night on Karen's birthday. When our parents started to fight, I'd dressed up as Mysterion and found Karen in the corner of her bedroom crying. I knelt beside her and placed my hand lightly on the side of Karen's face, tilting her head to look into her eyes. They were wide and scared as tears ran silently down her cheeks. I could hear my parents in the other room still screaming at each other, oblivious to the pain they were causing their daughter. I hated them for it; I loved Karen more than they ever would.

She was ghostly white. I stroked my fingertips against my sister's cheek, her skin so cold yet still soft. Karen grabbed me in a desperate hug. She cowered against my chest, her fingers grasping the front of my purple shirt. I wrapped one arm around her tiny figure, gently rubbing her back as she cried. With my other hand I reached out for the head phones and mp3 that I'd given Karen that morning. I turned them on and searched for a good song. 'Protecting Me' by Aly and Aj. I paused the song before it could start then put the headphones on Karen's head.

She froze but didn't look up. "Karen, I have to go now but remember that I will always be here for you; protecting you." I whispered then pushed the play button. I gave her one last squeeze then let go. I slithered out of her arms replacing myself with a small brown teddy bear. Karen wrapped her arms around it, cuddling it as she listened to the music. I kissed her forehead and left.

My own strategy for dealing with our parents fighting was usually to just try and keep out of the way. I would go to one of my friends' houses, patrol the rooftops as Mysterion or just take a walk.

This was my reason why I was walking down dark alleyways so late at night by myself. The red brick walls were covered from top to bottom in graffiti; some actually quite good and artistic, most just stupid tagging. I sighed, turned around yet another corner and started heading home.


Stan: Lying on his bed at home

"I don't know what happened this morning. I mean I do know what happened but I just don't know … you know?" I went home after Kyle left, but before I did Kenny asked me all these weird questions like: if me and Kyle were a couple now, if we were fully gay or just bi, and when we were going to come out to everyone. I had only answered the first question and though I'd answered truthfully, that I didn't know, I'd regretted it immediately. I groaned loudly in frustration. "What I really need is to see Kyle; talk to him, in person." I looked over at my Terrance and Philip clock: 11:37pm. "My parents should be asleep by now, but then again Kyle would be too. No, it can't wait until tomorrow! I can't wait and there's no way I'm facing Cartman, or anyone at school as a matter of fact, before talking to Kyle first. Okay, that's it. I have decided." I opened my window, climbed out then stumbled through the dark night to Kyle's house. We needed to talk.


Kenny: Walking down a road

I somehow managed to find my way out of the maze of alleyways and onto the road home. As I approached the houses of my friends, my mind trailed back to the earlier events of that day.

I'd just been wandering down to the bus stop to meet up with my friends and what should I see waiting for me, Stan and Kyle going at it like two horny little teenagers should. Of course I knew it was more than that though, they wouldn't risk their friendship just to get some action. Also it was the way they were holding each other.

Their mouths moving together were saying, "Kiss me! Fuck me! Make me scream! I want to screw you senseless!" but their bodies were saying, "Hold me! Cuddle me! Stay with me forever! I love you!" But however serious it was, it was not any less HOT! You'd think that seeing my two best guy friends making out would be gross and awkward but honestly just thinking about it then was turning me on.

It had to be almost midnight by then. I was walking past Kyle's house, through the fresh snow when I heard a noise that made me look up.