A/N: Long chapters? Yessir! Or… yes'm! Whatever. Take my chapter.

Things moved slowly from there on. Wendy and I kept up our appearance as a couple, but we secretly knew what was really going on. When all four of us hung out, Wendy and I were a bit more reserved. Kyle even asked me once if things were going okay. I assured him everything was fine, but it wasn't. Wendy and I were going half mad with our secrets. Half the time she came to my house she just cried and I rocked her comfortingly, trying to ignore how close to possible tears I was. It got so bad at one point that I began avoiding Kyle. It hurt to see 10 missed calls and texts from him but I was scared to even open them. I couldn't take it anymore. One day, after Wendy had finished her crying session, I made a decision for the two of us.

"We have to tell someone," I said. Wendy turned to look at me like I was crazy.

"We can't!" she cried.

"We have to," I repeated. "We can't keep this just between us much longer. And I think I know exactly who we can tell."

"Who? Not Bebe or Kyle right?" Wendy said.

"Of course not," I said. "I think we should tell Kenny." On the surface, my decision seemed idiotic. But I knew Kenny deeper than that. He wasn't the type to judge, he was loyal, and for some reason he understood pain and suffering better than anyone. Probably because he was poor. It took a lot of convincing but Wendy finally agreed on revealing our secret to Kenny. He always stayed after school for a little while. I used to think it was to bang chicks in the school bathroom, but one time when he lent me his phone I saw a picture he had with a cute pale blonde girl. He simply called her "Lee" and never mentioned her after that. Usually he would proudly recount his private bedroom accomplishments I never wanted to know, so I figured he was strangely going steady with "Lee". Wendy and I found Kenny packing up after hours. Wendy was still cautious, so I approached him.

"Hey Kenny," I said. He looked up, surprised to see someone else still at school. Then he noticed Wendy and raised an eyebrow paired with a smirk.

"Sup?" he asked.

"Can we talk to you?" I asked. My hands were starting to get clammy and I wondered if I should just bail. Kenny sighed.

"Look Stan, we have an abortion clinic right in town. I'm sure it wouldn't be that hard-"

"No!" I said, shaking my head. "That's not what I wanted to talk about!"

"… don't tell me you're gonna keep it," Kenny frowned.

"Wendy's not pregnant!" I yelled. Thank god for after hours, or this would have been even more awkward. Kenny seemed confused.

"Then what's really up?" he asked.

"We… We have a confession," I said. "And I think you should know. Just so that we have someone else in it." I could see many possibilities of what the confession could be flash through Kenny's eyes. Luckily, he decided to not make more assumptions.

"I'm all ears," he said. I looked back at Wendy and she drew in closer. I took her hand and nodded. We had to do this.

"We're not in love," I told Kenny.

"What's new?" he retorted. Both of us were taken aback. "It's so obvious," he explained. "To me at least. Is that it?"

"No!" Wendy said, finally speaking. "We love other people."

"Good luck and all that shit then, go find happiness," Kenny shrugged. "Seriously, is this it?"

"Kenny, please," I said. "This is important." I sighed, and confessed for a second time: "I love Kyle."

"And I love Bebe," Wendy said. Kenny looked back and forth at the two of us, a strange unreadable expression on his face. Once he was done staring, he nodded.

"About damn time," he said. "Go call them and tell them right now."

"No way!" Wendy and I yelled at the same time.

"She'll avoid me-"

"Kyle will say he just needs space-"

"Shut up," Kenny ordered both of us. Oddly enough, we listened. "The only reason I suggested that is because they love you too. I know because they told me, you guys held out a bit longer than them . Now go. Find happiness." Kenny packed up the last of his things and left without so much as a wave. It seemed as though I should've regretted telling Kenny because it just made us more confused.

"Dude? Hey, earth to Stan?" Kyle snapped his fingers in front of my face. I blinked a few times before turning to see his concerned face. The four of us had all gotten together again and we were all watching a movie in Bebe's basement. I hadn't been concentrating on it though. My arm was unconsciously around Wendy but my mind wandered all over the place. I guess Kyle had noticed.

"Sorry did you… say something?" I asked, still a bit out of it.

"Yeah, the movie's over. I was wondering if you had to leave." Kyle frowned and shifted on the couch. "Really, dude, are you ok? You've been super weird lately."

"Yeah, you too Wendy," Bebe said. "What's wrong? We've been worried." I looked over at Wendy and I knew she was about to snap. Just as I reached out to touch her shoulder, she let out a loud sob and covered her face.

"I can't! I can't take it anymore!" she cried, then jumped up and tackled Bebe. Her next words flooded me with either terror or relief.

"Bebe I love you! I really love you!" Wendy sobbed into her best friend's shoulder and the rest of us stared, unsure how to react. Suddenly, I heard a little hiccup and I realized it had come from Bebe, who had tears streaming down her own cheeks. The curly blonde wrapped Wendy in a loving hug and nodded.

"I love you too Wendy," she said. The girls cried and held each other, professing their love over and over again. Kyle and I looked at them and each other confused. I had known about Wendy, but had Kyle known about Bebe? I hoped he didn't think my girlfriend meant to steal his. After a while, Wendy and Bebe broke apart but kept speaking in broken sentences.

"I've liked you for so long-"

"You were the real reason I went transgender for a while, I thought-"

"No you never had to change for me, you're perfect-"

"I never knew how to tell you though and-"

"It was so hard, I never wanted to ruin anything-"

"But I couldn't keep it in so I told Stan-"

"And I told Kyle about it-"

"Did he say he..?"

"Yes! Yes! Stan too?"

"Yes!"

Our former girlfriends squealed with each other and then turned to look at us. Kyle was shifting his weight back and forth on the couch, looking a little uncomfortable. I just stared at everyone confused. Before I could ask, Bebe grabbed Kyle's arm and threw him down onto the floor. He fell on top of me, legs tangled and bodies oddly close. We stared at each other like that for a while, until Wendy spoke up.

"Well Stan? Aren't you going to confess?" She frowned to me. I only managed stutters, cheeks growing hot with embarrassment, but luckily Kyle understood Wendy. Tentatively, he kissed me very gently on the cheek. Right then, I was positive- I really did love Kyle. I threw my arms around him and we had a moment similar to Bebe and Wendy's, minus the crying. Our group of four was finally peaceful again.

A/N: Reviews and critiques appreciated! Especially since I'm kinda stuck on the story, so ideas would be nice. Also, if you guess who "Lee" really is, I'll make a soul connection with you over the internet. AND ONE FINAL THING! I'm doing an RP of South Park with a friend of mine, and we just finished our Medieval AU and we're on WWII… that'll be fun. Anyways, after that's over, any ideas as to what other AUs would be cool for South Park RPing? Thanks darlings~!