Author's note: Thanks for the reviews! You are all so awesome :D Oh yes, there is more Style XD the next one will be different, I promise. I'm thinking about a Beauty and the Beast song XD but not saying which one

Warnings: None

Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or any of the Disney songs I use.

Chapter summary: Sheila tries to convince Kyle to live with her for the remainder of his life when he's getting ready to propose to Stan.

"Mom. I'm going to propose to Stan."

Sheila Broflovski's eyes lit up, switching away from the book she was reading and turning to her only biological son. "What, what, what?" she asked, practically throwing the book at Gerald's head. "When did you decide to do this?"

Kyle shrugged, barely even noticing his father when he walked out of the room quietly. "I decided a month ago. I just wanted to tell you so you know."

Sheila stood up, taking her son by the shoulders. "It's too soon!"

He raised an eyebrow. "We've been dating for two years. I don't think it's too soon. Plus, I've known him my whole life."

Sheila shook her head, earrings swinging as she paced back and forth. "It's too soon," she muttered. "Guess I always knew this day was coming. Knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest. Soon, but not yet."

Kyle looked immensely confused. "But…Mom, I don't live here anymore."

"Shh! Trust me Bubby, Mother knows best!"

Kyle sat down on the couch, watching as his mother began twirling around the room, her red hair flying out of place.

"Mother knows best,"

"Listen to your mother,"

"It's a scary world out there,"

"Mother knows best,"

"One way or another,"

"Something will go wrong I swear!"

She pulls him off the couch, pressing his head to her chest as if he were a small child. Smoothing his red hair, she cuddles him and sings in his ear.

"Skip the drama,"

"Stay with Mama,"

"Mother knows best!"

Kyle pulls away, fixing his now mussed hair and clothing. Rolling his eyes in irritation, he crosses his arms. "Mom, you're the one causing drama.

He instantly regretted saying that. She only sighed and waved a dismal hand at him.

"Go ahead, get trampled by a rhino,"

"Go ahead, get mugged and left for dead,"

"Me, I'm just your mother, what do I know?"

"I only bathed and changed and nursed you,"

"Go ahead and leave me I deserve it,"

"Let me die alone here, be my guest,"

Kyle walks over to her, wrapping his arms around her in a begrudging hug. "Last time I checked, we haven't had rhinos in South Park yet," he said, almost in an amused tone. "And you're not going to die alone. You'll have Dad."

"Oh, that's such a relief."

Gerald poked his head out from the kitchen, making a face at his wife. "I love you too."

Sheila pats Kyle's cheek, ignoring her husband's annoyed look. "I'm only saying these things because I love you. No mother wants to see her child leave the nest."

"I LEFT THE NEST FIVE YEARS AGO!"

"DON'T YOU USE THAT TONE WITH ME YOUNG MAN! OR I WILL GROUND YOU!"

"You can't ground me anymore," Kyle knew perfectly well he sounded smug about this. "So ha!"

She stomps her foot in an immature fashion, but hugs him once again. "Kyle, I can ground you whenever I want too. You're my son."

"Ugh, why are you doing this?"

She only lets out a laugh, grinning all the while.

"I'm just saying cause I love you,"

"Mother understands,"

"Mother's here to help you,"

"All I have is one request!"

Kyle grimaces, glancing around the living room nervously. "What's that?"

"You two better give me grandchildren."

Oh I just love Sheila sometimes. I can actually imagine her doing something like this. Well, review please. And this time, I will give you all red velvet cake! And you will like it! XD