OK… MSN CHATS, Halloween XD, homework, writers block and myspace evil people that are mean have been distracting me from writing this story… BUT NO MORE!!! I will write… Right now…. Right after this crappy authors note… Here I go… Gotta stop procrastinating… Maybe I'll read that book on how to stop procrastinating…. Step 1- put this book down and do what ever it is your putting off… Oh… Ok then… Here it is…
Disclaimer: I do not own south park- can I make it any clearer?
"Oh come on Stan! That one was hot! She had HUGE FRIGGIN HOOTERS! Why didn't you stop?"
Stan had been driving with Kenny for three hours. If you have ever been on a road trip with the most perverted person in the world you would now know how Stan felt.
"Kenny for the last time I'm not picking up hitch hikers- besides- SHE HAD A GIANT MOUSTACHE!"
"Oh… I-I didn't see that"
"Yeah that's because you were to busy looking at her huge man boobs" Stan said in a cold and bitter voice.
"Whoa dude- what's gotten into you? Ever since we've been on this trip you've been like on permanent PMS or something"
Stan sighed "Sorry" He muttered before smirking and giving Kenny a side glance "You mean like Wendy?"
"Huh?" Kenny asked picking at his fingernails.
"You mean permanent PMS like Wendy has?"
Kenny bursts out laughing. "DUDE! She's scary! I'm so glad you broke it off with her. She's gotta be a bigger bitch than Kyle's mum! How many protest rallies did she do this year?"
"330"
"Dude… Why are you counting?"
They both laugh again but soon as Stan comes to a stop at a small house they both stop.
Stan had only been to Rose's house once before. She had moved out of her apartment and into a house shortly after she had met Kyle. Stan had always wondered how she could afford a house like this- it had to be at least four bedrooms and two bathrooms and she was just in her twenties. Stan had come to the conclusion that Rose had had very rich parents.
How wrong he was.
"Come on Kenny" Stan said getting out of the car and stretching his legs. When Stan reached the front door he turned around to see Kenny all the way at the end of the pathway.
"Come on Kenny- what are you waiting for?"
Then it occurred to Stan why Kenny seemed to be frozen in time. Last time he had seen Rose she had given him a swift kick in the family jewels.
Stan wasn't saying that Kenny didn't deserve it. On the contrary- he was probably the person who deserved it the most in the world. But Rose had done it for no apparent reason.
As Kyle leaves the room Rose turns to Kenny.
"So Kenny, are you single?"
"And loving it" Kenny winks.
BANG!
Poor, poor pervert.
"Come on Kenny- she wont do anything while Kyle's there"
He hesitates for a second and then eventually drags his feet to the front door. "Here we go" Stan mutters and knocks three times. It only takes about ten seconds before somebody answers but to Stan it feels like an eternity.
Both Kenny and Stan's hearts sink when they see the person who had opened the door was Rose not Kyle. Her eyes widen with shock… And horror? And her mouth drops down into a gawk as she takes them in. Obviously she believed that she would never see them again.
"w-what are you doing here?" She basically screeches.
"We just wanted to see Kyle- and to apologise" Those last three words felt like saw dust in Kenny's throat as he intended to do no such thing.
"Well you cant!" She says way to defensively "H-he said he never wanted to see you again… Remember?"
Stan does remember. And the words that Kyle said still stabs at his heart and he does all he can not to cry or to punch something. Kenny soon sees Stan's difficulty to connect words together and comes to the rescue (A/N Ok you should all be getting scared now- you know your screwed when you have to rely on Kenny to save the day).
"Look, Ok we just want to talk. We mean no harm and we wanted to… Apologise for screwing up his wedding"
Rose brings herself to her full height (which compared to Stan isn't very impressive) and says shortly "Well you cant- he's not here at the moment"
"Well when will he be back?" Kenny cuts in before Rose can close the door.
"Please we just want to speak to him- we drove three hours cant we please just talk?"
Rose sighs. Obviously she never considered that it would be this hard to get rid of them. I mean who knew that they'd care this much for that stupid kid. Who cares… I mean why cant they just give up? Rose thinks to herself.
"Look- Kyle doesn't want to speak to you. He doesn't like you anymore- you said some pretty messed up things about me and he just doesn't want to talk to you anymore. So I suggest that you leave before he gets back to avoid a scene"
"But they were all true!" Stan protests.
"Look honey" She says putting a crimson painted nail on his shoulder "If you really love him- let him go- he'll come around in his own time but until then I suggest that you back off" Her grip on his shoulder tightens "Now please leave- he'll be back anytime now and I'm really not in the mood for cleaning up any blood at the moment- besides I have a guest over" And with that she closes the door.
Stan just stood there shell shocked. "Dude!" Is all that comes out.
"This is so weird- why does she have a guest on her honey moon morning?"
"I-I don't know"
"Something fishy is going on here"
"Kenny- I don't know how to say this. But I don't think Kyle is coming back"
"To South Park?"
"No- to here"
Kenny gave Stan a questioning look. "Come on" Stan said gesturing to come around the back of the house.
When Kenny followed, Stan stopped at a window before opening it a little.
"Stan! What are you doing? You're going to make us look like peeping toms!"
Stan raised in eyebrow in an 'like you've never done this before' kind of way.
"Quiet Kenny- now we can hear them."
Kenny crouched down next to Stan, where they both looked through the half open blinds into a room that looked way to cutesy for Kyle's liking.
It had all little frilly things every where and there was so much pink it was almost blinding.
On a floral patterned couch there was a lady with long reddish brown hair that flowed down to her waist, she had a thin figure and a pointy face. Soon Rose came into the room with two cups of steaming hot drinks in her hand and set one down on the coffee table in front of the mystery woman. She then sat down herself and took a sip.
"Who was that?"
"Two of Kyle's friends"
The red head nearly spat out her drink.
"W-w-what?"
"Hopefully they don't come back- I convinced them for now that he doesn't want to see them"
"But- what if they come back again?"
"I'll call the police… Don't worry I'll think of something to keep them quiet."
"The blonde was gorgeous- but then again the other one was a bit of a hunk"
Outside Kenny and Stan smirked at each other.
"Rose- you don't know how dangerous this is… If they found out- you'll go to prison! Sooner or later they'll come back and realise that their friend is gone… for good"
Outside of the window Stan and Kenny froze. The ghosts of their smirks slipping away as fast as they came.
"Don't worry Cherrie- soon I'll move again… They wont be able to find me and eventually they'll give up"
"I don't know about that" Cherrie said stirring her hot drink "How much did Rhiarn buy him for any way?"
Stan and Kenny couldn't believe their ears. Surely they weren't talking about Kyle. They couldn't be talking about him like some sort of object that could be sold. That was inhumane. No. They were talking about an object of some kind. But they had said he!
"20 Grand" Rose replies taking a sip of her drink.
"And you say that he was Jewish?"
"Yep"
"I would have paid 25 K"
"Why don't you go to Rhiarn's house then? Apparently she's selling Kyle again. Maybe you could buy him"
"You know I might just do that- I mean I couldn't make it to the auction so that's a pretty good idea. I'm seeing her tomorrow anyway"
Stan couldn't take any more. He stood up very slowly and walked zombie like back to his faded Red 1999 Ford Crown Victoria. (which for a little background info he called Vicki)
"Stan?" Kenny asked in a small voice.
"Kenny- go to the nearest store- and get me a gun"
"Stan" Kenny said hesitantly putting a hand on Stan's shoulder "I know what your thinking- but shooting her wont help"
"I'm not planning to do that Kenny"
"…"
"I'm planning to follow that Cherrie chick- she'll lead us to Kyle- and then I'm going to use it to get him back"
It was a while before Kenny responded. But the words he said shed a ray of light on Stan's not-so-perfect day.
"I'm in"
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Kyle watched as the door of his confided prison opened.
"Just so you know- you've been sold again"
And before he could even comprehend what Rhiarn had said- something sharp and hard hit his head and once again- he blacked out.
Well there you are so sorry bout the late update… Had a touch of writers block but all ok now. Man all those knocks and bonks to the head cant be good for Kyle ay? Hope u like… Please review and feedback to tell me what you think because its your views that keep me writing : )