Title: Would You Still Love Me?

Fandom: South Park

Characters: Stan/Kyle

Prompt: .082 If.

Word Count: 440

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Kyle starts a round of what if scenarios. What happens when those scenarios really play out? What happens when they don't?

Author's Notes: The first chapter should be taken as the real Kyle/Stan universe and the proceeding chapters would be like an AU or more like another dimension. Then the last chapter will tie up the first chapter with what really happens when none of the AU worlds take place.

Tip: Kylie is Girl!Kyle.


Chapter 2- What if Kyle was a girl?


Kylie approached the front of the class to demonstrate the problem on the board. She wore tanned stockings and a green skirt, her jacket was red. On top of her head were curls and curls and curls of red, there were so many that they fell down to her lower back.

"Opps," Kenny a little hooded boy in the front row skillfully dropped his pencil right in front of her.

"Oops," she agreed. She bent down at her waist and reached for the pencil. Kenny grinned goofily behind his hood as he watched, women, he decided that day were another species.

She stood and put the pencil back on Kenny's desk. She hardly noticed the looks that she got. She continued to the front of the room and once again Kenny's pencil fell to the floor. "Oops," She said again reaching down for it.

The guys in the class leaned forward to watch. Wendy who sat beside her best friend Bebe, scowled bitterly. "She's going to pay for messing with me."

"What Wendy? She hasn't done anything to you," Bebe wrinkled her nose.

Wendy turned to glare at her, "Nevermind, Bebe."

Kylie carefully set the pencil down once again. She turned to the front, before she lifted a foot eight pencils fell too the floor. She turned around, "Oops?"

The boys all nodded, "Oops."

"BOYS STOP THROWING YOUR PENCILS ON THE GROUND! Kylie please can you explain the problem up on the board." Mrs. Garrison sighed in exasperation. The boys all looking sheepish picked up their pencils.

Kylie smiled and stood in front of the board finishing the problem on the importance of proper footwear on the red carpet in under thirty seconds. She then went to take her seat.

Without meaning too, Stan bumped his pencil off his desk, just as Kylie past. Kylie reached to retrieve the pencil and placed it on Stan's desk. "Be careful Stan—"

Blachk!

Kylie stood stunned. She was covered from her chin to her stomach in Stan's lunch. Everyone in the room turned their eyes on the pair. Stan was beat red from all the glares he received and Kylie was trying to ward off the on lookers. "It's okay. Stan are—"

Blachk!

Once again stunned Kylie wondered what could be wrong with Stan because now she was dripping in puke. "Mrs. Garrison, Stan is—"

Blachk!

"Oh my god!" She cried and ran out of the room. She ran all the way down the hall and to the guidance counselor's room.

"God Stan you are so lame," Eric Cartman snorted. The rest of the class joined in on the laughter.

Stan folded his arms on top of his desk and buried his face in them.

---

Later that afternoon, Stan laid on the couch in his living room moaning. "I'm so stupid." He moaned out loud.

"Stan, get off the couch, I want to watch Friends!" Stan's sister ordered.

Not wanting to get beat up today Stan complied by going into the kitchen. "Aww Stan honey, what's wrong?" Sharon questioned her little man.

He frowned looking at the wood grain in their kitchen table. Could he really tell his mom? Yes. "I puked all over Kylie today. She's the most popular girl in school and all the guys think she's really pretty. The minute she said my name I had this funny feeling in my stomach and it made me sick."

"Aww Stan you have your first crush," She cooed over her only son.

"Mom!" Stan cried very embarrassed. "You just don't get it!" He stood and exited the house. He couldn't take it in there for a second longer.

He regretted stepping out of the house however because Cartman, Kenny, and Butters were there. Cartman being who he was threw a large chunk of snow at him. "Hey look it's the hippie."

Kenny glared and punched Cartman in the shoulder. He quickly moved to stand at Stan's side. "So what you're in love with Kylie now?"

"Y-yeah...I guess so," Stan flushed.

"So what are you going to do about it?" Kenny smiled from beneath his hood.

"N-nothing!" Stan assured.

"God Stan you're such chicken shit." Cartman snorted. He began to walk away.

Kenny patted Stan on the shoulder. "You should do something. Tell her, kiss her, and just try not to puke on her."

"You're right Kenny," Stan nodded. He looked determined. Cartman turned back around he didn't want to miss this.

---

The following day on the playground, Stan approached Kylie. He knew that this day this time was the perfect chance to tell Kylie about what he was feeling. He hadn't eaten anything at dinner, breakfast, or that day at lunch; there would be no way he could throw up on her.

"Hi Stan," Kylie smiled when she turned to see who was approaching her. "It's okay if you weren't feeling well yesterday."

Stan nodded he had dry heaved into his mouth but Kylie did not notice and he knew he could get this over with. "I wasn't feeling sick yesterday Kylie." He wrung his hands a bit nervously. "I didn't mean to puke on you, but I couldn't help it. You see the thing is...I really love you and well I threw up on you because hearing you say my name made me nervous."

Kylie blushed brightly. "Thanks Stan that's so sweet." She smiled. Her smile then dropped off to a frown. "But you see, someone already asked me to be their girlfriend. I said yes." She pointed down the school yard to Craig and those guys. "I'm really sorry."

He gulped and looked down at his feet. "Oh." He felt like such a fool. He had told Kylie how he felt but it was too late. Taking a deep breath he raised his head. "Well that's okay Kylie. I-I just wanted you to know." She nodded smiling softly as he walked away.

---

Surprise found Stan later that day. After a long day of classes and school work, Stan decided to take his heart-broken self to the town's pond.

He was unsuccessfully trying to skip rocks, which had nothing to do with the fact that none of his stones were flat. Every time any of his stones touched the water, or ice, it turned to ash. If Stan was older he would understand that someone was dumping chemicals into the pond. He wasn't older, so he blissfully continued to try and skip rocks.

"Stan?"

Blachk!

Without even having to turn around Stan's stomach, and heart knew who had called his name. He turned around blushing lightly, "Hi Kylie."

"St..." Kylie paused when she noticed the green shade of Stan's cheeks. "I told Craig that I didn't want to go out with him anymore."

"You did? Why?" Stan seemed stunned. Craig was so cool he was always flipping the teachers off and being sent to the guidance counselors.

"The thing is Stan, is that I really love you too," Kylie blushed brightly. She jumped back however when Stan once again puked all over her. "So if you still want to, I can be your girlfriend."

Stan nodded jumping up and down, "Yeah I want to! I'll even try not to puke on you." Kylie smiled. She reached her hand out and Stan took it. They both turned their heads in the opposite direction blushing brightly. It was okay though.