Welcome Back Everybody
Now for the real fun to start.
The first day back in school was bursting with energy. Kids poured into South Park Elementry, hanging out in the hallways, talking to their friends, drinking water from the fountains. Yep things were looking normal.
"Hey Ike, whats up" a voice came from behind the little canadian. A five years old Ike turned around in curiosity to see his friend/rival Filmore, seven years old.
"Hey Fil, whats up" the other boy greeted back.
"Nothing, just came to ask you a big favor" Filmore said smile.
"Yeah, whats that?" Ike asked "Want some of my hair to make yours look better". Over the past two years, Ike's hair has grown to the point of actually touching his shoulders. Than his mother started to have it cut, but only a little bit. There was no mistake, Ike's hair was amazing. And he knew it as much as he loved.
"I'll keep that in mind, but what I really wanted to ask you was to let me know how the rest of second grade goes cause I'll never know".
"What?".
"You heard me sucker! I talked to the princable, took a few tests and bam, I get to skip the rest second grade and start in third grade".
"Oh wow, you make it sound like your the only who could do it".
"Well I don't mean to sound rude buddy but there was only one other kid who made it besides me out of our entire grade last year".
"Well this is Ironic, if I had seen you first I would have started the same conversation that we're having right now and you would be in my place as I would be in yours".
"I know righ-wait, what did you say" Filmore looked at the canadian in confusment.
Ike laid a hand on Filmores shoulder and spoke softly "What I'm saying is that until three minutes ago I didn't know who the other kids was that got to skip the entire second grade with me".
"What, you're the other kid".
"Hell yeah".
"Ahh man, that's impossible. How can you skip the entire second grade".
"Well it pays to have your older brother, who happens to be the smartest male student in the entire school, to tutor you over the entire summer when there's time. Its also a bonus to have his best friend's girlfriend, who happens to be the smartest female student in the entire school, to also tutor when your big bro is to busy doing whatever the hell preteens do these days".
"Wait, do you mean Wendy Testabuger. The same girl that runs for Student Body President every year since third grade?".
"The one" Ike confirmed.
"Than you must be lieing" Filmore retorted.
"Am not, she's one of the main reasons I got to third grade so early".
"Oh yeah, than all the kids in the hallway must be because I heard that Wendy and your brother's best friend broke".
"They're probably talking about last year when my bro was in fifth grade, Wendy and Stan have kept it solid throughout the entire summer".
"Are you sure, because everybody is sounding really convinced that those two are done with one another".
"I know man, but those two are like cats fucking behind your house or a fence. Sure it sound like they're going to tear each others throats out but they still stick together".
"Wait, don't those two cats eventually leave each other forever".
"Thats not the point, fact is that Stan and Wendy can't exsist without each other no matter how much the test themselves".
"I find that next to a hundred percent true even though I just Wendy put a dent in Stan's locker" a familiar voice came behind the Ike. Turning around, the two third graders looked up to see the source of the new voice. Before the two, standing tall and proud was Kyle Brofloski. He had changed in the last two years, especially in height. He was definetly no longer thought as the smallest, though he still was pretty skinny. He wore the same orange coat and the same green hat that he had for some many years, but the real difference was his hair. Two years ago it was all frizzy, but thanks to the continous combing of Ike the Jew Fro started to turn into curls. A few of which stuck out of his green cap.
"Sup bro" a twelve year old Kyle said with a smile "Hey, Filmore was it, how you doing". Filmore seemed to have lost his breath
"Nothing much, just checking out our new lockers" Ike replied "And you".
"Well said hey to a few of my friends and fatass" the red head mentioned Cartman.
"That racist bastard, geez Kyle you've been hanging around him more often and even over the summer".
"I hang out with everybody, Cartman just follows me around. I'm cool like that you know".
"I know you're starting to look gay" Ike started to laugh before he was shoved hard by Filmore "What was that for Fil".
"Dude you can't go around and call a sixth grader gay, they'll fuck you up".
"Oh I doubt I could do that to my kid brother even if I wanted to" Kyle said to the seven year old "Here, I'll show you".
Turning back to the youngest member of the group, Kyle proceeded with his lines "Hey Ike..."
"Oh not this again".
"Kick. The baby."
"You know what, no. I'm not doing it, screw it. I'm not even a toddler anymore..."
"Kick the baby?".
"DON'T KICK THE MOTHERFUCKING BABY!"
"Kick the baby!"
"AHHHHH!".
"Well would you look at this, if it isn't the two jews Kyle and his little canadian son of a bitch brother Ike" came another familiar voice stopping Kyle from kicking Ike. Kyle guessed who it was before he saw him, and sure enough Eric Cartman was right behind him. Even after two years, the fatass was still a fatass. Though he was not as fat as everyone guessed he would be, it would seem that he actually slimmed down just a little during the summer.
"You need something fatass" said Kyle as he put his foot done.
"Oh no no my good sir, a humble man like myself asks for nothing. However I noticed you two Jews getting ready for a good old fashin fight when I saw, or rather at first I felt you were missing something". Without hesitation, Eric stuck his hand in his pocket and started search. Five candy wrappers later, a small quarter had been found and was placed right between Kyle and Ike. With an innocent smile Cartman said smoothly "There, now everything is perfect".
"You know what, we don't need a quarter. We got the reincarnation of Hitler to beat the shit out of" said Ike as he took a menecing step towards Eric.
"Huh Kyle, control this uncivilized creature before I have him beatened and thrown away like a rag doll" Cartman said.
"Dude, my brother is human being. Not some 'creature' you fatass".
The larger boy put a hand on Kyle's shoulder "It's alright Kyle, I know you care about 'it'. But you have to look to the future, and now that we are in six grade we simply cannot tolerate the childish behavior of those below us".
"Now I know your gay" Ike said folding his arms.
"AYE! You better respect my AUTHORATAH before I have you thrown into the school concentration camp".
"One I'm not gay, two the school doesn't having a concentration camp, and three:what the hell makes you think I'm gay with this fatass?" Kyle asked as he was staring to get annoyed with his brother.
"Well, during the summer, everytime you two were out hanging together, you came back with a few bruises" said Ike as calmly as he could be.
"Okay but what do bruises have to do with being gay?"
"Well if it had been a fight, you would have told us or someone. Ethier way the problem could have been solved real easy. But you didn't and you only got them around fatass, plus I know you can beat him real easy. But none of that adds up to a fight, rough loving in a back ally way on the other hand..."
"Oh please just stop right there, I'm not gay and if I was I would never bend over for this fatass. You should have stuck to fighting, atleast that would have been correct".
"So what were you guys fighting for?" asked Filmore.
"Well if you must know..." Kyle was interrupted by another voice coming from behind.
"Hey, whats up guys" said Kenny through a scarf that covered his mouth and nose. He still wore an orange coat like Kyle, but no longer had a hood attached. So sometime during the summer he started wearing the scarf to try and feel whole again.
"Hey Kenny, did you hear about Stan and Wendy breaking up again" Cartman said to the blonde.
"Did you see the size of the dent she put in his locker" Kenny replied.
"Did you see her actually put the dent there" said Kyle earning both of their attention "I'm telling you right now Cartman, she faster than ever so don't fuck with her".
"I know what your saying, but its been two years and I'm telling you right now, Kahl, that I am ready to fight" Cartman said as started to jab the air "No, I am ready to win. So you can go bring that bitch right here and now, I am going to lay it down her right here and now. So come on Wendy".
"You got it Fatass" a feminime voice came from down the hallway and demanded everyones attention. Standing in the of the hallway holding her books was Wendy Testaburger. Over the last two years, little has changed in her style. Her raven black hair went past her shoulders, on top of it was the same purple cap she wore years ago. She had a purple top and yellow skirt that didn't go far beneath the knees. She was attractive as a twelve year old, she even started to develope breast. Some would call her a beautiful or even a flower, but others who were closer to her age knew that beneath the rose petals there were thorns, and lost of them. Yep, this chick had both respect and fear. As for romance, her curaint mood explain how that was going.
"Sure its been two years but this bitch doesn't mind waiting for you after school on the play ground again" acid filled her voice "That is if you've grown the balls not to run off and tell your mommy".
"Hehe, well actually Wendy who needs balls. I mean they're weak, tender, and sensitive. Now growing a vagina is a better idea, I mean those can take a pounding" Eric tried to pull a joke to break the tension. Wendy threw one of her books and would have broken his nose if he hadn't ran off.
"Hey Wendy, whats up" called Ike as he came closer to bump fists with the older girl. Wendy in turn looked down at the five year old jew with a death glare while clenching her hand into a fist. Ike and Wendy had became good friends over the last summer, bumping fist was their way of greeting. However, the young canadian was still oblivious to her anger. A simple virgin who's cherry was about to get popped. Kyle saw the danger that Ike didn't before it had a chance to act.
"Wait..." the older Jew said as he moved forward to his brother's aid. To late, in the first step Ike bumped fist with Wendy. In the second the raven head pulled her arm back and aimed. In the third she let loose. The fourth step would be the final.
"Hey Wendy! It's so good to see you" another feminime voice came from behind Wendy as two arms appeared on both sides in red sleeves, hugging Wendy and forcing the punch back. A silent feeling of thankfulness filled Kyle, but it didn't last long. On the fifth step Ike had backed up in suprise of the new voice causing Kyle to trip over him and go sailing through the air. What could have been the sixth step was where Wendy's eyes bulged wide open and ducked down so fast that she slipped right out of the arms. As for the seventh step, golden hair and Ocean Blue eyes.
Step eight insisted crashing and a lot of rolling with a final stop where Kyle landed on top of the new comer. Only in South Park can walking be so dangerous.
Kyle had never been so tired in his life, and never so relaxed at the same time. The rush to protect Ike had seemed to have taken everything out of the twelve year old. However, the golden hair which surrounded his vision was so hypnotizing. And the smell coming from the person only seemed to draw his mind further a part.
"Am I high, I've never been high like this before" Kyle thought in his head "And I feel so happy right now". All of a sudden a commotion of voices was going on around the boy. Picking himself up with his hands, Kyle found himself surrounded by barriers of kids. From new pre-schoolers, to the new but familiar six graders.
"Wow, just wow" Craig said in his emotionless tone.
"OH, MY GOD, KYLE AND BE-AH TO MUCH PRESSURE!" Tweek sure didn't change.
"Whoa" Token's voice had deepen a little.
"Livin a lie" Timmy said from his wheelchair.
"W-wow Kyle, you've got a greater audience than I'll e-e-ever have" Jimmy replied in amazement.
"I congragulate you on what I could never do" said Clyde in a respectful tone.
"Oh gee, Kyle" Butters half spoke half muttered outloud.
"Ten points, five stars, and one "Lucky Son of A Bitch" trophy man" Kenny's eyes had gotten wider than Wendy's had a few minutes ago.
"Well Kahl, I didn't think you had the balls at first. But maybe I underestimated you Jews" Cartman had shown back up.
"Dude" was all Stan could say from where he was standing.
"What's everybody staring at me for" Kyle said in his mind more confused than ever. Luckily for him the girls were there to, and their leader spoke what was on their mind for them all in one word.
"Bebe?" said Wendy as she looked just as confused as Kyle.
It was than that Kyle began to wonder who he had accidentaly tackled into. Looking down he saw none other than Bebe Stevens, pinned beneath his body. Her golden hair radiated like a field of hay in the sunrise. Her Ocean Blue eyes were filled with life. And finally, her pretty face tainted with a light pink.
"She's blushing? How cute!" said Kyle, to high to be focused on the awkward situation they were in. Over the last two years, the only thing that change about Bebe was her beauty. Oh how she had grown. Unable to keep control his thoughts, Kyle smiled down at the blonde who's cheeks turned to roses in response.
"Hey Wendy, forget what I said about balls and vaginas. You girls got your own one hit K.O. spot" Cartman nearly shout.
Kyle had heard the joke from the fat boy over the summer. And soon his mind raced to what he could remember.
It was than that Kyle became curious of what he was using to hold himself up. Looking down, Kyle finally understood and remembered what Eric was talking about.
Oh yes, how Bebe had grown.
At first he blushed, then the blush deepend to roses. Than it disappeared into thin air.
Kyle smiled down at the blonde and said "Hehe, my bad-".
Thats was the last thing Kyle said before a shower of blood sprayed down from his nose and covered the blonde who started to scream.
"OH MY GOD!" Stan cried as Kyle fell backwards "BEBE KILLED KYLE".
"YOU SEXY, GOOD LOOKING, BUSTY BITCH BASTERD" added Kenny.
Well I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter. I'll be sure to get the second out soon