A/N: Hello, all. I'm back, this time with a nice little oneshot about Kyle, and one of his first camping adventures.
Light (KylexKenny)
He simply lay there, shivering in the cold. The rain was beating down on the outside of the tent; it'd gone on forever, at least it had in the mind of our red-haired friend. He rolled over, not that it really mattered much; no matter what position he was in, it was still cold as hell in that tent. Plus, the tent had sprung a leak, which Kyle hadn't noticed yet; water was slowly but surely seeping into the tent., filling the bottom with rainwater.
Why the hell did I even agree to come on this stupid trip? Kyle asked himself. It had been Cartman's idea, which right away should have given him a clue that something was going to go wrong. But, he'd ignored that little voice inside his head that told him to stay away, and had agreed to go with Cartman and Kenny (Stan was off at a friend's birthday party, and thus couldn't make it). Stan's the lucky one- he gets to spend the night in a warm, cozy house- not out here in a tent that's probably leaking…
He heard laughter coming from the tent beside him, the one that currently housed Cartman and Kenny. He leaned up against the tent, straining to hear what they had to say.
"You think Kyle's alright?" Kenny asked, in his usual muffled voice.
"Aaw, he's fine," replied Cartman. "Besides, his tent only has a little leak…"
Kyle could hear a small pop, then an "Ow!" He smiled, then heard Cartman say, "What the hell was that for?"
"You invited him out here, and gave him the tent that you knew had a leak in it?!"
"Relax, Kenny," said Cartman, a bit defensively. "It's nothing big-"
"Do you even care?" asked Kenny. "He might be freezing in there, soaking wet, not able to do a damn thing about it!" Kyle heard a zip, then another. What happened next, he didn't know, for he took the most inopportune time to fall asleep…
The next morning, Kyle awoke, the light of the morning sun shining in on him. He opened his eyes, then shut them quickly- he'd forgotten he was facing the window, and had become quite blinded by the sun's direct rays. He shifted slightly, and became aware of a weight pressing up against his back. Kyle rolled over, and was shocked to find Kenny asleep beside him, his arms still around Kyle's waist.
What the hell is Kenny doing in here? Kyle asked himself. Then, he remembered Kenny leaving his tent the night before. Did he come in here… to keep me warm? Kyle simply smiled, and lay there on the cold, wet tent floor, breathing in one with his friend beside him.