As Kyle walked to the bus stop, he could still remember how Cartman had decided to wastes good ice cream on his face. He stood at the bus stop, being the only one there at the moment. He suddenly heard shuffling, not even bothering to look and see who it was. Cartman came up to the bus stop, with no expression at all. The two stood in silence, but Kyle was enjoying it. It was bad enough he had to wait at the bus stop with Cartman. He looked towards Stan's house, not seeing anyone coming out. "I guess Stan and Kenny are missing out again. I wonder if they're sick?" Kyle said, turning towards Cartman. "Oh, good morning fatass." He said, makng a smirk come onto Cartman's face. "So how was the ice cream?" "Great. The way you smashed it onto my face elegantly really added to the flavor." "Hm, that seems nice. Did you eat it?" "No, I washed it off my face, idiot." As their sarcastic conversation ended, they just sat in silence, waiting for the bus. "Pocky?" He heard Cartman say, handing him a stick of chocolate. "The hell is this?" He said, looking at it awkwardly. "It's pocky. You stick it in your mouth like this." He explained, sticking a piece in his mouth. "I'm not putting this in my mouth. You might have poisoned it." He said, throwing it in the snow. "Aw, really?! Fine. I'll put one in your mouth, so of you die, you'll die by my hand." Taking another stick out of the box, he motioned for Kyle to come closer. He slowly pushed it to his soft pink lips, pushing it through and into his mouth. He hadn't noticed, but Kyle's cheeks were red. As soon as he had the pocky in his mouth, he stepped away quickly. "Cartman I swear if I die from this, I'll haunt you for the rest of your life." Kyle said, munching onto the skinny, chocolate biscuit. "Are you blushing? Awwwwww...That's so cute, Kyle!" He said, blinking romantically. "I don't like you, it's just the way you put the pocky in my mouth didn't feel right." He said, covering his heated face. "Ooohhh...Dirty mind, Kyle, dirty mind..." Cartman said, grabbing Kyle by the waist. "No! I wasn't t-thinking of that!" He said, confused. "Cartman, let go." "I don't want to." "I'm warning you. I will backdrop you." He said, looking up at Cartman. "You're not strong enough." He said, tugging at Kyle's hat. He pulled it off, revealing Kyle's fluffy, red hair. He nuzzled it softly, ruffling it with his hands. "Stop touching my hair!" He said, trying to push Cartman off. He finally managed to get him off, taking his hat and covering his hair. Cartman took out his pocky again, noticicing that there was only one stick left. "Do you wanna share this last stick?" He said, motioning towards the box. "Um, sure...Those things are pretty tasty." He said, walking towards Cartman. "I don't want to break the stick in half, because it won't be equal, so we'll just have to both eat it at the same time." He said, pushing the stick through Kyle's lips, biting onto the end. "Do we have to eat it like this?" "Yes." Kyle gulped as he braced himself for what was about to happen.