It's really strange for me to write this from all these different pov's, when normally I would've taken only the one I now left out. I suppose I'm just challenging myself by writing it like this.

"You wanna hang out tonight?"

Stan rolled his eyes at Kenny's blatant flirting. He had barely given Autumn a chance to talk to the other girls.

"Oi, poor piece of crap!" Cartman huffed and stepped up to their tables while they were putting their books away. "We were going to hang out with us guys tonight! What's she got to do with us?"

"Don't be a prick," Stan told him dismissively, "if she wants to hang out with three guys she can."

Kenny pouted at them. "But I wanted to..."

She interrupted him with a giggle that sounded slightly unnatural. "Don't worry, I'd love to hang out with you guys. Just tell me where to go."

"You wanna come along immediately? So you don't get lost?" Stan smiled at her, trying for his best comforting face.

"Uh, sure." She looked thoughtful. "I have to get some groceries though. I don't have anything at home for breakfast tomorrow."

"Then stay over," Stan blurted out. Kenny spontaneously went into a fit of laughter and Cartman turned red, huffing. Autumn look slightly uncomfortable.

"I m-mean," he scrambled to correct himself, "Kenny often stays over too, so it's not like it be just us! And... And oh! You can sleep in Shelly's room! I mean, I have an older sister who's out to college, so you could borrow her room of course!"

"Stop rambling," Kenny coughed happily, smacking Stan on the back. "Don't worry about him, Princess. It's just that we all think a single girl must be real lonely in a big house all by herself, am I right?"

Autumn blushed, fiddling with her fingers. "Y-yeah. I... I'd love to stay over. But we have to get some stuff from my house first then."

"Sure thing," Kenny grinned, and Stan let out his breath in relief. He wasn't making a very good start, saying stupid things to her like that. He only said that because she reminded him of Kyle. It was only normal Kyle always staid over, but you can't go asking a girl you just met to stay over at your place the same night.

"I wouldn't sleep in that hippies house if I were you," Cartman rumbled angrily as she swung her bag over her shoulder.

"Why not?" She implored, tilting her head cutely.

Cartman turned a little red and waited just a second too long to answer. "Because you could catch his hippie virus, that's why!"

Yup, Stan was pretty sure now he was right about Cartman. The fat boy had no idea how to flirt, but he was going to try anyway. He wondered for a short moment whether it was a good idea to back off from Autumn if both his best friends were also going after her, but he decided against it. She was just like Kyle, he couldn't just let her go. Besides, Kenny was just playing around like he would with any pretty girl, and Cartman was only trying to convince himself he liked Autumn because he was closet gay for Kyle. That made Stan the one with the most genuine feelings and therefore the one with the best chances.

"I'm not worried about turning into a hippie," he heard Autumn respond with a somewhat forced chuckle, "I'm not like that."

"Hmph, next time we hang out at my place again," Cartman grouched, leading their way out.

"Dude, I don't want to run into your mother with some smelly bloke again," Stan complained.

"Shut up about my Ma!"

"Mrs. Cartman makes the best of cake though," Kenny tried to placate.

"I'd love to try the cake," Autumn blurted out unexpectedly. They stared at her in surprise for a moment before Cartman started grinning.

"Yeah, you have to try my Ma's cookie dings, they're the best."

Stan looked on in horror as she smiled at Cartman and the fatass grinned back. She wasn't seriously trying to flirt with Cartman, was she? Was she insane?

Well, she did move to South Park for the fresh air. And was a secret agent. So she probably was.

Or she was actually secretly trying to frame Cartman, of course. But she looked at him first this morning in class. She immediately singled him out in a whole room of strangers. That means she either had a 'love at first sight' moment, or a 'you're the one I need to get locked up' moment. Maybe she wanted to get him through Cartman?

Or better yet, the other way around. Maybe she spotted him as the weakest link to get Cartman. Or could this be about Kenny instead?

Oh fuck. What if it was about Kyle? He did just mysteriously disappear only a week ago, without clear reason.

"It's really too bad Kyle isn't around. I'm sure you would've liked him, but he just left last week."

Stan clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. Stupid Kenny! Don't sell your best friend out to a secret agent, you asswad!

"Kyle?" Autumn inquired innocently.

"Yeah, our fourth best friend," Kenny kindly explained, completely oblivious to Stan's signing him to shut the fuck up. "He's pretty much attached at the hip with Stan, but he just left like that. I never expected him to leave us just like that, especially Stan. I think Stan broke up with his ex just for Kyle."

"T-That's not true!" Stan shouted, waving his hands. "Will you stop making me out as gay already, Kenny? Kyle's my best friend, nothing more! I broke up with Wendy because we just weren't good together!"

"Which was because you couldn't keep your hands of the Jewrat and refused to make time for your supposedly precious girlfriend," Cartman cut in sharply, "even I know how to treat a girl better than you do."

"Shut the fuck up, fatass!" He swirled around to face Cartman, feeling distinctly like he was taking up Kyle's role of fighting with the tub of fat.

"After all those years of dating the ho, I'm sure you're still a virgin," Cartman smirked maliciously.

"And after not dating anyone ever, you'd be completely disgusting if you weren't," Stan shot back, rolling his eyes, "like you'd ever understand how a relationship works."

"I keep her happy, she keeps me happy. End of story." Cartman scoffed.

Stan snorted and turned away from the fatass, resuming his walk towards his house.

"Don't let yourself get nervous over their babbling, Princess, they're just nervous because you're the first girl they're seeing up close since ages."

"One more word and I'll kill you Kenny," Stan growled.

"Don't worry about it," Autumn responded sweetly, "I don't really mind. It's kinda funny to watch you guys, and I'm sure it will pass once you get used to my company."

"So which of us do you prefer, as it is now?" Stan could hear Kenny smirking even with his back to the pair, and he flushed angrily.

"I don't think I'm quite ready to decide on that yet," she answered mischievously. "It seems like your group recently lost a guy, so I'll just wait patiently until the new alpha male is established."

"The fucking Jewrat was not the alpha male!"

...

"Do you wanna try," Stan held out the controller to the girl who had been watching in awe at their playing for a while.

She looked up at him with some alarm. "No! No way!"

"Come on, it's fun," he smiled, jiggling the controller a little.

"But I'm no good at games!" If Stan knew anything about how to read people, this was the most blatant lie he had seen in weeks. She looked like she really wanted to try, but was probably too shy to do so in their presence.

"Don't worry, we'll teach you." Kenny reached out to pluck Stan's controller from his hand, pressing it into Autumn's. "It's not that difficult. We'll even set the game on the easiest mode for you." He grinned and changed the difficulty without waiting for her response.

"But I don't want you guys to see me play," she muttered, but still moved the controller to hold it in her hands correctly, ready to play.

"Let's see what you can do," Kenny started the game, and she hesitantly started playing. The first thing Stan noticed was that she was making mistakes on purpose. Why the hell would she do that?

"You play like the Jew faggot," Cartman grumbled, shifting over to her, "lemme show you how it's done." Stan saw Autumn stiffen up just as much as he did himself when Cartman wrapped an arm around her to take the controller in his hands over hers. He twisted his thumbs to steer hers, showing her the tricks of playing the game without any trace of shame.

Autumn on the other hand had turned as red as her hair, and seemed frozen in Cartman's hold. It actually surprised Stan Cartman's arms were long enough to fit around both his belly and the girl, no matter how thin she was. It might be the first time he noticed the fatass had actually lost weight over the years. Nevertheless, he was now all over Autumn, and he didn't like it one bit.

Kenny was scowling too, but he wasn't completely sure about Autumn's opinion. She might be stiff and blushing like hell, but she wasn't fighting him off. In fact, she seemed the be relaxing in his hold, starting to follow his lead on the controller more actively.

"That's more like it," Cartman rumbled contently.

"Yeah, so get off of her, you perv," Kenny sniggered a bit stiffly.

"Oi, who're you calling a perv?" The boy spat angrily, backing away from Autumn quickly.

"It really does seem like I'm lacking," Kenny made a dramatic gesture, "I'm supposed to be the biggest perv in town, yet my two friends managed to best me in just one day time. It's not fair, I can't ask Autumn to sleep over without getting her sick, I can't offer her my mom's cookies, and the fatass - of all people - beats me in cuddling up to her!"

"Maybe you're more of an honourable guy than you thought?" Autumn suggested with a playful smile.

"Honourable? Me?!" Kenny made a heavily insulted face. "Never!" Before Stan or Cartman could react, he dove onto Autumn, knocking the controller from her hands. The game crashed in the background, but nobody really cared.

"Kenny!" Stan barked, lunging to his feet to pull Kenny off the girl. Kenny was persistent though, wrapping his arms around her and not letting go. Stan struggled to get the meagre blonde off, but Kenny just laughed in response. Quickly Autumn's frightened little noises turned into a hiccupping laughter as well, and she started struggling against them both.

"If I can't have you, I will tickle you to death so neither of them gets you," Kenny grunted playfully, managing to tickle Autumn and keep Stan off his back at the same time. That is, until he received Cartman's foot in his side with a nasty hollow sound.

He rolled off, heaving for air while Stan dragged him onto the bed.

"You okay, Autumn," Stan heard Cartman ask, almost sounding worried.

"You didn't need to kick him so hard," she responded a little snippily, out of breath. "He was just tickling me. I'm not made of glass, you know?"

"Yeah, but you never know with Kenny how far he's going to grope," Stan muttered.

...

While Kenny spread himself on the soft bed, flapping his arms to the sides in glee, he couldn't help but notice something peculiar. His rasping breath slowly died down to a normal rhythm.

But Autumn.

She really did resemble Kyle a lot. No wonder Stan and Cartman were all over her. He really liked her and all, but they all knew his intentions were just to play around. He wasn't sure if that made him less or more honourable than Stan and Cartman, who were clearly trying to replace Kyle in their hearts with Autumn.

But it was a little creepy how her unrestrained laughter sounded just like Kyle's.