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 3- What if Stan was a girl?
Kyle stared long and hard. After a year abroad Kyle had been looking forward to coming home. Israel was a hot dry place that he was glad to be rid of.
Only his second day home and Kyle had his first class of his junior year in High school. As far as he could tell everything was exactly the same as before. Kenny was still poor, Cartman was still fat and Stan was...
"A girl!" Kyle found his voice finally. "Stan you're a girl?"
"Well no not yet. I have to spend a year living as a girl first and this is my sixth month." Stan brushed his chin length hair behind his ear. "The name is Stefanie, Stef for short."
"Stef," Kyle floundered much like the fish. "But why?"
"Well remember when I wanted to get my period. I took all those hormones. I realized then that I was born in the wrong body." Stan or Stef explained. "I told my parents about it and they're okay with it."
"They're okay with this, THIS!" Kyle fumed. It was always his opinion that the Marshes were pretty close minded always following the crowed, especially Mr. March.
"Kyle calm down," Stef, was it, smiled, "I would have told you in a letter but I thought you should find out in person. I know this is a shock."
"Stan."
"Stef."
"Stef!"
"Right."
"Stef, I'm g--"
"Kyle!" Kenny interrupted. "Isn't Stef hot? I've already made out with her seven times."
"You made out with Stan!" Kyle yelled.
"Stef," Kenny corrected. "Where is Stan?"
"You made out with Kenny!" Kyle yelled.
Stef nodded. "He's so good at it Kyle."
Kyle gasped. He reached out and fumbled in Stef's pocket pulling out her inhaler. He took a deep breath from it and returned it to Stef.
"Can I talk to you Stef?" He grabbed her wrist and dragged her away from Kenny and the rest of the class. "What's going on here Stan?"
"It's Stef. I want to be a girl, Kyle." Stef explained, again.
"But, Stef I'm gay!" Kyle reminded. "I don't like girls"
"I know," Stef looked away. "That's why I made out with Kenny and Craig, and Clyde."
"What!? But Stan we were dating!" Kyle hissed angrily but aware that they were in school.
"Were. You wanted to take a break since you were going to be in Israel for a year. I understood and I wasn't going to really see anyone else. But then so many people loved Stef. It made me feel good. This is how I'm supposed to be." Stef explained.
"Kenny doesn't even know what happened to Stan. How can he or anyone love you if they don't know who you are or who you've become?" Kyle was frustrated after all he hadn't expected this on his first day back.
Stef moved to answer but before a word came out the teacher stuck her head out of the door, "Mrs. Marsh, Mr. Broflovski class begun ten minutes ago will you join us?"
The two teens flushed and followed her into the room. During the rest of the day Kyle fumed in his seat as he watched his Stan flirt with nearly every boy in the room. He had to admit the way Stan had his hair and the way his breasts filled his shirt made Stan irresistible. That however didn't make Kyle feel better.
By the time the day ended Kyle blew a fuse, literally. "Stef!" He marched up to her at her locker.
"Woah, there Kyle," Cartman spit unintentionally. "Look you've been gone a whol year. If you want your chance with Stef get in line." Cartman pointed behind himself. For months he had been trying to woo Stef but was unsuccessful. He really didn't want more competition.
"Cartman!" Kyle screamed wounded. Stef only shrugged. "Ugh I've had it. Stef you don't mess with Kyle Brovlovski. I want my boyfriend back!"
"Neh! Kyle I'm not your boyfriend!" Cartamen flushed in embarrassment.
"Watch your back, baby," He warned. Kyle ignored the fat boy. He turned around and stormed off.
---
Kyle's plan was simple enough at least in Kyle's mind.
First he needed to prove to Stan that no boy could make Stef feel as good as he could make Stan feel.
Second he'd have to show Stan that it was better to be a boy. After all Kyle was gay being with a boy was a key to being gay.
Thirdly he had to reveal who Stef was to everyone. Apparently, once again everyone in town was completely blind and unreasonably gullible, including but not limiting to the teenagers in South Park.
Recognizing that teenagers in South Park seemed to become more and more like their parents Kyle recruited his brother, Ike, into helping him. He was still in Junior High and had spent the year in Canada with his birth parents.
Kyle knew he could count on his genius brother to help him. He didn't count on the fact that Ike didn't want to freeze his balls off watching Stan's house.
"Kyle?" Ike whined. "This is boring. What's the big deal? You're gay. He wants a vagina. You're just being selfish. If love is love gender does not matter."
"Love is partly a choice Ike. An initial attraction to some extent is really fate, but then you choose if you should act on it or walk on by. Sexuality, for me, is not a choice. I'm not kinda gay; I'm not bi-curious. I'm one hundred percent gay." Kyle explained it was logical.
"But you chose to fall in love with Stan," Ike explained. "Shouldn't you be in love with Stef? They're the same person."
"No Ike, You're being ridiciulous. The person I love has a dick, and he doesn't throw himself on every boy he sees!" Kyle fumed so much that the snow underneath him melted.
Ike rolled his eyes. "Well stalking isn't helping. Why don't you treat Stef like Stan until she is tricked into slipping up?"
Kyle calmed down as he thought about what his brother suggested. The melted snow froze without the heat of Kyle's rage. "That's a good idea!" He grabbed his brother's wrist and turned tail to reconfigure his plan. Unfortunately Kyle slipped on the melted-than-frozen ice and landed hard on his right arm.
"Kyle, are you okay?" Ike worried about his older brother.
Fine," Kyle lied. He waved Ike off and continued his retreat to his home.
Believing his brother, but mostly wanting to get out of helping him, Ike snuck away. He did not stop until he arrived at his friend's home.
---
The next day at school Kyle was ready to put his plan into action. So despite his swollen right arm he had a smile on his face. When Stan, Stef came in he called out to her.
"Kyle?" Stef blinked. She thought he was still pissed. In fact she had decided that if Kyle never accepted her that she'd still officially become a girl.
"Yup; sorry about yesterday. It was just such a surprise to see you here." Kyle held out a plate of brownies. "We're still friends."
Stef smiled and sat beside Kyle. "Thanks Kyle." She took the plate of brownies. "It would be weird not being friends with you."
That was something Kyle could agree with. "It will just be different now. You'll be into make up, gossip and Reba (the television show)."
"You're gay Kyle you're into that stuff too," Stef reminded.
"I could do the shopping thing, I can even bare Sex in the City, but I'm not a pansy," Kyle explained.
"Either am I. I'm still competitive and I still love the Broncos," Stef explained.
Kyle nodded that was like Stan. "But you made out with Kenny."
"Because Kyle you're gay. You're not interested in me," Stef frowned almost sadly.
Kyle was interrupted before he could reply.
"Kyle, where do you know Stef from?" That was Kenny.
"Stan..."
"Look Kyle I thought about what happened yesterday and yes," Cartman pushed Kenny aside.
"Yes what?" Kyle was a bit dumbfounded.
"Yes we can date," said the fatter boy.
"WHAT!"
"Kyle that's the second time in the last two days. It looks like I'll be keeping my eye on you," Miss. Colorado said. She was their teacher.
Slumping down in his chair Kyle blushed at his scolding, "Sorry."
"Very well. We will begin. Today we are picking lab partners. I will give you five minutes to pick a partner," Miss. Colorado explained.
"Stef want to be my partner?" Kyle asked.
"What no fair!" Kenny pouted. "She is so hot and you're too smart for her!"
"I'll still do your homework, Ken," Kyle rolled his eyes. The blond gave him a thumbs up and went to pair off with another girl.
"Sure I'll be your lab partner Kyle." Stef smiled.
After the partners were picked they were told that they would be building model bridges. In two weeks they'd see how much their Basel-wood bridges could withhold.
"Let's make tension supports underneath the bridge," Kyle suggested. He picked up a pencil to draw a model."
"Ow Kyle what did you do to your arm?" Stef could see the strain from the simple task that Kyle was doing.
"I fell yesterday. It's nothing." Kyle began to draw in the angles for the bridge.
Reaching out Stef stilled Kyle's arm. She carefully pushed Kyle's jacket and shirt sleeve to his elbow. His arm was swollen to at least three times the size and below his wrist a white bone stuck threw his skin. There was blood gently trickling down Kyle's arm. The bone was surrounded by enflamed and puffy skin.
"Kyle!" Stef cried. "You're arm is broken."
"So! I needed to come to school. I needed to apologize to you. It doesn't really hurt!" Kyle pulled his arm away from Stef.
"Y-you-you..."
"Kyle!" Cartman yelled. "You're arm!" Ignoring the teacher Cartman pulled out his cellphone and called the nearest hospital. "And if he needs blood I'll give it to him, because we are dating!"
Kyle turned to Stef. "He's up to something." She shrugged.
That was the last time he saw Stef for a day and a half. It wasn't until the following night that Kyle saw anyone outside of his family or the doctors.
"I told yah guys. Kyle is dieing," Cartman was dressed head to toe in black. He had a huge bouquet of flowers. "I'm so sorreh, Kyle, my love!"
"He's not dieing! Are you?" Stef asked. A roll of her eyes indicated that Cartman had been like this for the last two days.
"No. I broke both the bones in my arm. I got an infection too. It's almost gone, now," Kyle explained to both Cartman and Stef. Kenny was there too.
"How can you be so careless Kyle? I wanna grow old with you!" Cartman proclaimed.
"Cartman be quiet my parents don't know that I'm gay," Kyle hissed.
Kenny giggled apparently he believed that they did know.
"Hey can I sign your cast Kyle?" Stef pulled out a pack of sharpies.
"Ladies first, Stef," Catan took the pink sharpy. He put his name in bubble letters.
ERIC ♥'S KYLE!
Kyle groaned. Kenny went next:
YO BRO, KENNY
"Dude Kennah, I'm hungry. Let's get some hospital lemon-lime jello," Cartman moaned dragging the poor blond away.
Taking a green pen Stef sat on Kyle's bed. "Don't scare me again Kyle." Stef took his cast and wrote:
GET WELL SOON, STEF
Then taking the blue sharpie he wrote:
SUPER BESTFRIEND, LOVE STAN
Kyle looked away. He reached out to take Stef's hand or was it Stan's. Did it matter?
"Stef do you want to go out on Friday?"
"Out?" Stef blinked. For a full minute she had felt like Stan. She hadn't felt like Stan for month. That minute was gone.
"Just as friend. We'll see a romantic comedy," Kyle smiled.
Blushing Stef nodded, "Yes!"
---
Before Friday night Kyle returned to class on the morning of. Cartman had ended up carrying his bag and Kyle's glare did nothing to stop him. By the time he got to his first class Kyle was exhausted. At least Stef sympathized with him with a smile.
"How is your arm?" She asked.
"It's okay but I found out that I couldn't write with it." He pulled out his laptop. "But I can type so I made a program. I put in what we had as supplies and came up with three designs for our bridge."
Stef stared at Kyle. "Wow Kyle you're a huge nerd. It's adorable."
"I know you think that," Kyle smiled. "You forget Stef, I know who you were, who you are, and where you're going."
"Funny, my parents are convinced that I, Stef, always existed. I don't think they know who Stan is." She softly said.
"That's fucked up Stef. Do you think that they can't accept you?"
Stef's wyes welled up in tears. Before Kyle knew it she had run out of the room.
"Kyle!" Miss. Colorado yelled. "To the office."
"I'll take notes for you Kyle!" Cartman waved him off.
Kyle didn't go to the office. He thought about it but stopped ten steps into it. Instead he went to find Stef; which wasn't difficult she was a girl and there weren't that many bathrooms.
"Stef?" Kyle called into the first one. A choked sob was reply enough. He locked the door. "Stef."
Stef opened the door to he stall. "I'm sorry you're in trouble Kyle."
"Its okay, Stef. I'm sorry." Kyle knew he had said the wrong thing, even if he hadn't meant to harm it had.
She moved over to the counter to wash the tears from her face. "You are right. My parents, Kenny, everyone in this messed up town believe that Stef and Stan are two different people. At first I thought they were embracing me." Stef wiped her face dry and ten pulled herself onto the counter.
She faced Kyle. "Kye, I was so happy that you were coming home. I know you'd understand. You did, b-but..." she choked on her tears once again.
"Stef, I didn't understand not right away." Kyle put his broken hand on her knee and his free one on her shoulder. "All I thought about me, but now I'm not. If she makes Stan happy if she makes you happy then I'll love both of you, all of you."
"I promised myself that if becoming a girl meant losing you, losing everyone, that I'd still do it. I don't think I could Kyle. I want to be your best friend." Stef cried. "I'm sorry we can't be more. I'm sorry I have to be this way."
"Shush, you can't help it. Don't be sorry. We're still best friends. You're parents might not approve, the guys might be clueless, but you still have me. I'm still here." Kyle soothed.
She sniffed loudly in Kyle's ear. "I love you so much still."
"I know," Kyle carefully put his broken arm around her back and held her tightly.
---
That night Kyle was careful about what he wore. Even though he really believed that he accepted Stef now, he wanted to look good just to show her what she was giving up. He had to leave early because he couldn't drive in his condition.
"Kyle you look so hot," Cartman drooled.
"What are you doing on my doorstep?" Kyle groaned inwardly. He trudged down the walk and made his way to Stef's.
"It's date night," Cartman explained keeping pace with Kyle.
"That's Saturday," Kyle grumbled.
"Uh-uh, you're Jewish you can't break the Sabbath."
Kyle stopped. He turned to Cartman, "What is your deal! I know you don't like me. You hate me! Butters might fall for this but I wouldn't!"
"Wh-what are you saying?" Cartman looked horrified and heart broken.
Kyle laughed, "Nice try fat ass. But I know what heartbroken feels like and I know what it looks like. That's not it!"
"Kyle, but we love each other!"
"No! We fucking don't! I hate you! You hate me! Just get over yourself, queen!" Kyle huffed away.
When Kyle turned the corner Cartman smirked. "Alright Kyle. I dropped your fucking Jewy walls. Now what are you hiding?" With that said Cartman sneakily followed Kyle.
"Sorry I'm late Stan!" Kyle panted when the Marsh's door opened.
"Kyle, its Sharon, or Mrs. Marsh to you," Sharon smiled and scolded at the same time.
Kyle rolled his eyes. "Sorry is Stef here?"
"She's getting ready, come in." Sharon led Kyle into the living room. Randy Marsh was reclining in his lounge chair watching some reality show, "Wait here."
He sat on the couch and watched Sharon leave. Randy shifted looking at him. "Where are you going tonight?"
"We're going to an early movie." He explained. "Umm...where is Stan?" He emphasized Stan.
"What are your intentions with Stef, my daughter?" Randy tested the young man.
"Nothing, we're just friends!" Kyle held out his hands.
"Why is your arm broken? Is that because you wouldn't stop when your last victim told you to?" Randy barked. "You're not a parent of daughters, I have two. They might now understand boys but I do! You understand this; I have a bomb shelter I can use where no soul will hear you scream."
"Daddy!" Stef appeared in the door. "It's just Kyle. He's my best friend."
Randy frowned. "Why have I seen him before?"
"He's been in Israel for a year," Stef smiled. She wore black pants and a black way too tight sweater.
"Kyle?" Randy tried to remember. It was so hard like he knew him from another world or a dream. "Stan's – be hom by ten."
"Dad! That's way too early. Kyle wouldn't do anything to me. He's gay!" Stef fumed mostly to hide how upset she was over his unmemory of her.
"Oh gay. Tch you can sleep over there," Randy turned back to his television program.
She frowned before leading Kyle out of the house. "God Stef. I'm so glad I'm not straight. Your Dad is so fucking scary."
"I know. I've never brought a guy home." She slid into her car. Since Kyle couldn't drive she offered.
"You look nice. I like the way there are buttons on your pockets. It makes your flat bottom look rounder," Kyle gaily complimented.
She nodded, "Thanks Kyle, you-you look good too."
During the rest of the 'date' especially in the dark theatre the sexual tension and awkwardness grew between the two. Stef really still loved Kyle. Kyle he loved Stan too but was determined to prove that he was gay.
Both lasted until they were back in Kyle's room/ They were supposed to be going over the movie they had just watched but instead they were looking at different spots on the wall.
"Stef, I..." Kyle's words were lost. Stef's-Stan's mouth was on him. The other boy-girl was pressing him against the bed until s/he was on top of him.
Kyle moved his hands over his buttoned pockets and Stef acquainted or reacquainted Stan's hands with Kyle's hair. Together they rubbed against each other fully clothed and burning hot for seconds or minutes who counted.
Finally Kyle rolled Stan onto his back. He maneuvered on top of him and skillfully using his teeth (because his arm was in a cast) removed his and Stan's pants. Shirts being too difficult to remove he ignored them.
"Kyle!" Stan moaned when Kyle groped his penis. "Oh Kyle, god Kyle!"
Kyle not wanting to call out the wrong name pressed his lips to Stan's throat. He sucked on him hungrily.
Stilling his hips Kyle placed his good hand on Stan. "Let me show you why it feels so good to be a man." He shifted his lover's legs putting the right over his left shoulder. He ran a wet finger over Stan's entrance.
"Wait! Wait Kyle! Stop!" Stan ordered. At first Kyle ignore it but then he stopped. "Is that what you're doing? Are you trying to show me the error of my ways?"
"No St-Stan, I..."
"My name is Stef!" She cried. "I-I thought you wanted to be with me-me. Not, not..."
"Stef," Kyle spat pulling away. "Look how hard you are. How hard I am! When you're a girl it will never be like this again, ever! Maybe everyone else can stick his tongue down' Stef's throat but I only want to put mine down Stan's!"
"N-no Kyle. Stan, Stef I'm the same person! I'm just a girl now!" She tried to reason.
"No you're not! No one believes you're fucking Stan cause you're not. You're this other person! This person that makes out with other boys, this person that can't tell me about this-this shit before, this person doesn't love me! Look, look at my cast. It says love Stan! Not love Stef! I wouldn't let Stef near my heart. I'll never love her. My heart, my love, my soul, my body, my mind, all of me love Stan!"
"Kyle..." Stef grabbed her pants. She pulled them on and quickly stumbled out of the room. Tears poured from her eyes and over her cheeks. She didn't notice Cartman as she drove away. He was smiling bigger than a Cheshire cat.
---
Brooding all of Saturday and then all of Sunday did not make Kyle feel better. He felt bad for what he said. He did believe that Stan or Stef had fallen for this warped reality where Stan never was and Stef had always been. Still he could have been wrong. Maybe the Stan he knew was all lies. She/He could have suppressed all this girl stuff just to fit in. That meant that Kyle was in love with a lie. He couldn't wrap his mind around that but he knew that it hurt.
On Monday he was prepared to brush the fight aside, at least for the project. Right when he sat down he realized that something wasn't right. In fact it was wrong! First Stef was not there and Second Cartman was not there. Even as the bell rang they weren't there.
"Alright class. I'll be picking up a copy of your drawings for your bridge. Kyle!" Miss. Colorado yelled. The redhead had run out of the room.
Down the hall he ran, he knew something was very wrong.
He searched all over pausing only to catch his breath.
"Kyle," Cartman smiled as he rounded the corner. "You're right to be worried but I was quicker than you."
"What did you do? Where is Stef?" Kyle yelled.
"You mean Stan? That's right. I know the truth and soon everyone will." In on swift movement Cartman shoved Kyle into the closest room. Then he locked the door.
"Cartman! Let me out! Let me out! Get back here!" Kyle pounded on the door with his good arm.
It was no use Cartman was already putting the next step of his plan into action. Sneaking into the principal's office he turned on the intercom then in a disguised voice he announced, "Attention, there is an emergency assembly taking place in the basketball gym. Everyone is expect to attend in just five minutes. Again this is the Principal..."
---
In the teachers lounge the few teachers on their work break turned to the Principal. She smiled. "I don't remember making an announcement for an assembly but I guess I did! Let's get going." The teachers nodded in agreement and followed the mass of students into the gym.
---
"Ow," Kyle rubbed his left shoulder. He had been throwing his weight into the door but it was of no use. Now he was sure that his arm was dislocated and he was still locked in.
"Damn it, Cartman," Kyle groaned. A light hit him from the side, "Windows?" the redhead ran to the windows. "I'm on the second floor? I didn't even know this place had stairs." He shrugged and picked up a book. The windows didn't open so he'd have to break them.
---
In the gym Cartman stood with Stef tied to a chair. She was gagged and humiliated all eyes were on here.
"All of you have been tricked and lied to," Cartman spoke, "Stefanie Marsh is no woman." Murmurs sounded from the crowd.
"Then what is she?" The Principal asked.
"Not what, but who," Cartman dimmed the lights and began his projection movie. It showed Stan in clips and photos and then it showed Stef.
"Oh Stef is Stan's twin sister?" Came the question.
"No, ugh," Cartman turned on the light and in the middle of the gym Stan or Stef stood completely naked. Cartman held her or him in place.
"Why does Stef have a penis?" The principal asked.
Kenny raised his hand, "You mean all those times I made out with Stef it was really Stan?"
"That's right!" Cartman nodded, finally someone got it.
"Woohoo!" Kenny exclaimed. Craig and Clyde weren't nearly as excited.
"Oh," the Principal said. "Wait so Stan why did you want to be a girl?"
"Who cares? It's disgusting! Let's teach him a lesson, rabble!" Someone yelled.
"I have a pick up and a rope we could tie him behind it and drive him up and down town, rabble, rabble," another teenager called.
"Yeah, rabble, rabble, rabble."
"Let's just gang bang him until he can't shit for a week. Rabble, rabble, rabble, rabble."
"Rabble, rabble, rabble, rabble. Rabble, rabble, rabble, rabble!"
"No!" Kyle stumbled in. After jumping from the room he had passed out. When he woke he realized that his left leg was throbbing from pain, but he ignored it. Raising to his feet he hurried to save his friend and just in time.
"Stop what you're doing. Stop what you're thinking. Stan did not deceive you. You deceived yourself. All of you have grown up here you know the Marshes and you know there was no Stef Marsh.
"Stan he feels like he was born in the wrong body. He thinks he should become a woman so he is living as one for a year to see if that is truly the right path for him.
"All of you have made Stef into a different person, but she is not. So you see Stan's only lie here was the one his own body played on himself. The one that says he's a man when he really should be a woman."
"Oh," the crowd nodded, "Okay."
"Oh, my ghad Kyle! You fucking ruined everything!" Cartman screamed. "Screw you guys I'm going home."
The Principal stood up when Cartman left. "I'm going home too!" With that a mass exodus retreated from the school.
Kyle hobbled over to Stan. Taking his jacket off, he put his over him. "Thanks Kyle." Stan covered himself. "Thanks for saving me too. You know those dreams where you're standing naked in front of your peers, this was a hundred times worse."
The redhead smiled. "That's great Stan. Ummm...maybe you should called for an ambulance." He then promptly fainted.
---
The first thing that Kyle was aware of was the fact that he had to pee. The second was that he felt like he was paralyzed. The third was that he couldn't' see.
"Kyle?" Stan leaned into Kyle's line of vision.
Oh right the white was just the lights from the hospital ceiling. "St-Stef?"
"Stan."
"Oh Stan. I have to fucking piss," Kyle complained.
"You shattered your leg Kyle. So hold it for a bit," Stan shuffled away.
Kenny appeared. "Kyle you're more breakable than I am!" Kenny giggled. "I kissed Stan. I kiss Stan."
"Oh boobie!" Shelia pushed Kenny with her help the doctors helped Kyle to the bathroom and than back.
"What happened?" Kyle said once he was stettled.
"You broke your leg. You've been out cold for the last twelve hours." Stan explained.
"Man I shouldn't have jumped from that window." Kyle groaned. He looked at his family then to his friends. Seeing Stan he added, "But I'd jump is again for you Stan."
Shelia frowned. "Where's the doctors. I think you're delirious from all those drugs," she left the room and Gerald followed to be some sort of damage control.
"Ike let's go to the vending machines." Kenny pointedly pulled Ike from the room.
"I'm sorry!" Both boys started.
"Look Kyle, I've learned something being Stef was fun because I was a new different person. When you left last year I was so lonely I didn't feel like Stan. Then I was Stef and I wasn't lonely anymore. Kyle I don't want to be a girl. I just only want to be Stan if I can be Stan and Kyle." Stan explained.
The redhead stared, "Woah did I hit my head? Because back at school when I was defending my boyfriend for the last time I realized that everything I told them made sense. Now you're saying that it didn't. Stan if Stef is who you want to be then I want to be with her."
"You can't be with her," Stan smiled awkwardly. "Do you realize how jealous I was of her?"
"But Stan she's you," Kyle complained.
"No she's me without you." Stan repeated. "I love you Kyle. I'm going to hang Stef in my closet. I don't want to be a girl. I just want to dress as one sometimes."
Kyle snorted. "Fine with me. I'll even take you out to queen night at the club."
"Can I sign your cast?" Stan asked.
"Why not?" Kyle agreed.
Stan jumped on Kyle's bed and pulled out a sharpie. He wrote:
KB + SM 4EVER
When he finished he carefully leaned down to kiss Kyle on the lips.
