Here's chapter 3! Before you read, I just wanted to say how much I love South Park. It has really helped me cope with my hectic life. And writing about it is so fun! Anyway, here's the chapter. It's quite a bit longer than the others. Also, there's a lot more Kyman in it *wink wink*. Please review! =3

Lunch isn't how I expected it to be. Everyone's acting relatively normal, as if all the weird shit earlier didn't happen. I think I'm... happy? This is the most confusing day ever. Am I dreaming? "Kyle... Kyle?... Kyle!" Stan yells. Back to reality.

"Huh? Sorry, wasn't paying attention." I explain.

"I noticed. Anyway, Kenny's inviting us over to play video video games after school. Wanna come?"

"I'm not going to Kenny's, his house sucks ass!" Cartman states even though no one asked. Kenny shouts a muffled 'fuck you.' "No one's asking you, fatass!" Stan replies. "I hate you guys..." Cartman mumbles.

"So?" My friend looks at me. What should I say? It sounds like fatass isn't going, which is a plus, but I have to work on the project today!

"Uh, sorry. I can't. I really need to work on this project, so-"

"Aw, come on! Kenny just got Call of Duty: Black Ops 4! Why don't you just work on the project tomorrow?" Kenny adds a muffled "Yeah!" Man... I really want to play that game. Screw it. I'll just work twice as much tomorrow. "Okay, sure."

"Nice!"

"And Cartman's coming too!" Kenny adds.

...

Silence fills the room (well, only for me, Stan, Kenny, and Cartman), and we all stare at Kenny. I already know what he's up to. Is it too late to cancel? Wait, yes it is! If I don't go to Kenny's house just because I know Cartman will be there, that would be really suspicious. Oh well.. I look over at Cartman on the opposite side of me and realize that he's been pretty quiet during lunch today. He looks kind of sad. He looks so beautiful when he's sad though. Is that messed up? I see humanity in his eyes, which is really rare. Well, there's nothing I can do about this. I can't help him, or ask him what's wrong. Cartman never opens up. Even if he did, I doubt I'd believe him. Every time he gets sentimental with me, it ends up being a trick or something!

We end up going to Kenny's house after school. All of us. Even Cartman. I put a lot of time an effort into my homework, so I'm the last one to arrive. I knock on the door. Kenny opens the door and lets me in. "It's about time." Cartman says. I glance at him angrily. "Let's play Call of Duty, guys." says Kenny. We all sit on Kenny's couch. It's hard, holey, and kind of sticky. Ew... Kenny turns on the TV and we play the game for about 20 minutes. Then, Kenny's mom interrupts us.

"Kenny, it's your brother's turn to watch TV."

"But mom, I'm playing Call of Duty with my friends!" Kenny replies.

"Kenny, you need to share the TV!"

"Aww..." He turns to us. "Sorry guys, we'll just have to do something else."

"Aw, weak!" Cartman says disappointed.

"I have an idea! Lets play truth or dare!" Everyone looks at Kenny. I don't like where this is going... Stan and I look at each other. He knows I don't want to play. "Sure, why not?" Stan replies. I guess not. Man, some friend he is. No... he's just dense. "Okay, let's go outside." Kenny responds. We walk outside. I don't want to do this. I start getting anxiety. What is Kenny makes me confess to Cartman?! What if he makes me kiss him? We're in Kenny's backyard. I try to get us to play something else.

"Hey, why don't we do something else? I don't really like truth or dare."

"Don't be a pussy, jew!" says fatass.

"Fuck you, fatass!"

I wish Cartman and I didn't fight like this. I wish we could at least be friends... "Okay, I'll go first." says Kenny. "Why do you get to go first?!" Cartman snaps. "Because it was my idea to play truth or dare!" Cartman mumbled something I couldn't make out. "Okay, Kyle, truth or dare?" Damn it! What do I do? If I say truth, then I might have to confess my feelings for Cartman! But if I say dare... I might have to... do something to him... I blush slightly just thinking about it. I guess at least with a dare, Cartman wouldn't know for sure that I like him. "Dare." I start getting nervous. "Hmm... I dare you to...

...

eat the snow we just stepped in!" Kenny commands. WHAT?! Eat... snow? Ugh! "Dude! Sick! I'm not eating the snow we just stepped in!" Cartman laughs at me. "Dude, you have to." says Stan. I sigh. "Fine." I walk over to the snow we stepped on. I scoop up a handful and eat it, my face scrunched up. I can't taste much. I do taste a little dirt though, yuck. My lips are cold now. Behind me, I hear Cartman laughing. Aggravated, I turn around to face him. I walk up to him and say: "Truth or dare, fatass?!" Cartman gives me an angry look and answers. "Truth." My gaze lifts to the sky, as I ponder what I should do. What should I ask him? Kenny whispers into my ear. "Ask him who he likes." "No!" I whisper back. I honestly don't want to know. I know he doesn't like me. So, what should- Wait, I know! "What do you regret the most?" I ask. Cartman's eyes widen a little. "I regret to inform you, Kahl, that I don't regret anything." He says. I don't believe it. Surely he regrets something, right? But honestly, he is a huge asshole... "Don't lie, Cartman!" I raise my voice. "Come on Cartman, even you must regret something!" Stan tells him. "Ay, what's that supposed to mean?!" Cartman turns to look at me again. "Ugh, fine! I regret..." His face gets slightly red. "I... I regret a lot of things. A lot of things... I-I don't even know what I regret the most." Me, Stan, and Kenny's jaws all drop. Stan and I exchange concerned looks.

"Dude," Stan begins. "are you alright?"

"It's not your turn." Cartman responds. "Kenny, truth or dare?"

"Dare." says Kenny.

"I dare you to fuck off." He then walks off. What the hell just happened?! I'm pretty sure all of us are wondering that right now.

"What the hell did I do?" The three of us look at each other confused. We're silent for about 10 seconds, but it feels like an eternity. Stan hesitantly starts talking first. "What the he-" Kenny starts running after Cartman. "What the hell just happened?" I start getting anxiety. Cartman regrets something? But what? That's the real question.

"No idea." I respond.

"I never thought Cartman could regret something."

"Neither did I, dude."

A few moments later, Kenny and Cartman walk back to us outside. My eyes light up as I see Cartman. He looks troubled... "What happened?" Stan asks. "None of your goddamn business!" Great, more awkward silence. I stare at Cartman. He catches me and I look away blushing. Damn it! I need to stop making my feelings for him so obvious! After a few seconds, Kenny breaks the painful silence. "Cartman, truth or dare?" He glances at me and smirks. I blush slightly. Oh no! I know what he's about to do. "Aw, come on! When am I going to get picked?" Stan asks disappointed. "Hey, it's still my turn! Me daring you to fuck off didn't count!" Cartman states.

"Fine." Kenny says. Oh thank God.

"Okay.. Stan, truth or dare?"

"Finally.." Stan mumbles. "Truth."

"Have you ever kissed Wendy?"

Stan looks at the ground slightly ashamed. "No."

"*Laughs hysterically* You know, I just realized something. Wendy kissed me more times than she kissed you! *laughs again*"

"Shut up, fatass!" Stan turns to Kenny, still looking mad. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare." says Kenny.

"I dare you to kick Cartman's ass."

"Okay."

"What?!" Cartman asks. Kenny walks over to Cartman and starts hitting him (not too hard). "Kenny, no! Bad Kenny!" Stan and I laugh. This is hilarious. Cartman is so cute when he's mad. "You think this is funny, jew?" Cartman asks angrily. "Yes." I respond, smiling. Kenny stops hitting and asks: "Truth or dare, Cartman?" Uh oh. I'm already getting concerned. Don't say dare, don't say dare! "Dare." says Cartman. Goddamnit! "I dare you to kiss Kyle." I knew it! I can't believe you, Kenny... I'm NOT kissing Cartman! Unless of course... he wanted to... With that, I start blushing excessively. Oh God, I probably look like a tomato right now. Cartman's eyes go wide and he starts blushing as well. I glance at Stan for a second and he looks just as shocked I am. "I'm not kissing the jew! I'm not gay!" Cartman says defensively. "Yeah, I don't want to kiss that fatass!" Kenny gives me a look that says 'sure you don't.' I get even more embarrassed. "You have to do it, Kyle." Stan says. "B-But-" I attempt to say before getting cut off. "Go ahead, Cartman! I dared you!" Kenny says impatiently. "No! I'm not gay!" Cartman replies. I really don't have a choice, do I? To be honest, having him kiss me would be really nice, but only if he wanted to. And he definitely doesn't.

"Can we just get this over with?" I ask Cartman.

"What, do you want to do this? Wow, you really are gay."

Wait, what? Did Kenny- no. He said he wouldn't tell anyone. "Believe me, fatass. You're the last person I'd want to kiss me. But it's a dare, so just do it! And if you weren't gay, then kissing me wouldn't matter. With the way you're acting, I'd say you're the one who's gay!"

Now Cartman was really mad. "I'm not gay, you stupid kike! I just don't want to kiss you because I hate you!"

"Hey! Don't call me that! Just- just stop being such a pussy, you-"

"Shut up!"

Contrary to the way he spoke, Cartman grabbed me by both of my wrists and kissed my lips softly and gently. We both blush again. He pulls away slowly, not making eye contact with me. "Dude, this is pretty fucked up right here." I hear Stan say. Cartman and I both stare at the ground, embarrassed. "*Snickers* What did I tell you, Kyle?" Kenny asks. "Shut up." I reply.

...

"I- uh... I think I'm gonna go now." I say. "Yeah, uh, me too." says Cartman. Before anyone could respond, I dash through Kenny's back door and leave. As I head towards my house, I can't help but think about the kiss. It was amazing. He wasn't trying to dominate me or hurt me, it was just a kiss. But Cartman didn't look like he enjoyed it though. But then again, he's really manipulative, so maybe he did. Maybe... I have a shot with him? Thank you, Kenny? I guess? I open the door to my house. My mom greets me. "Hi bubbe, did you have fun at your friend's house?" I'm too embarrassed to respond. I quickly run up the stairs. "Kyle!" I go to my room, lay on my bed, and smile. This day was insane. Working on the project with Cartman tomorrow is gonna be really awkward. Ugh. Anyway, I don't even know how to describe this day. It was sad, embarrassing, stressful, and amazing at the same time. Cartman kissed me! I close my eyes. Is this real life?

Thanks for reading, everyone! I wrote a whole chapter in one day! Pretty cool, huh? ;P I hope you enjoyed this chapter! See you in the next chapter. :D Don't forget to review, please.