AN: no action in this chapter, but I need this chapter because its very important for the plot. Enjoy. :) Dedicated to my big sister Shaley.
"Holy shit dude." Kyle muttered. I searched his eyes for a sign of his affection but, only found confusion. I was going to ask him to be mine but, Butters and Wendy came rushing down the stairs, almost knocking Kyle and I over. "Hey everyone! We found a car! Come on!" Wendy squeed annoyingly. I sighed and looked down at Kyle, his cheeks were a light pink, was he coming down with something? I didn't know, I brushed it aside though to go down and help my friends pack our stuff to leave.
Once we had packed all of our stuff again we held a meeting down stairs in the basement to plan our next move. Tweek was cuddled up to Craig, Butters took a seat next to Kenny, who didn't seem to mind the small blonde resting his head on Kenny's shoulder. Kyle and Ike sat together, both wearing solemn looks. I awkwardly sat next to Kyle, who scooted towards Ike. Then Wendy decided to sit her flat ass between Kyle and I, that little skinny bitch was getting on my last nerve.
Once everyone had taken their seats I cleared my throat, "Ok, first off, we need someone to be the leader here. Because we need someone strong and level minded to make plans and stuff like that. Anyone want to volunteer?"
Tweek made some weird animal noise and buried his face in Craig's shirt. Butters started bumping his knuckles together. Seemed like no one wanted to take on the responsibility. I was about to say something when Wendy jumped up and down in her spot, "Oo! I know! I should be the leade-"
"NO!" everyone said in unison, even Butters.
Wendy shut up and sulked. Kyle looked up at me, "What about Stan? He's a good leader."
Craig nodded, "Yah, quarterback of the football team for 4 years, never lost a game with him."
Tweek nodded as well, so did Ike. Slowly everyone nodded in agreement. I didn't know what to do, so I just decided to move on to a different subject. "Ok then. Umm. Well we need a plan, some how we have to get from here to Washington D.C. and live. Anyone got any ideas on how we can accomplish that?"
Once again, the room was silent. After a few moments Tweek looked up at everyone, "W-Well we could –nyhn- fortify our c-c-car so we can –GAH- have a better chance at sur-rviving another attack. And! We could a-all carry w-wepons on us s-so they n-never –JESUS- catch us off guard!"
Damn. So Tweek WAS good for something. "Sweet idea Tweek, everyone with that?" they all nodded, "cool, so everyone get some weapons from the car and keep them all on you. We'll be leaving in 20 minutes. Everyone do what you need to do till then."
We all got up to leave, filing up the stairs, one after another. And went our separate ways to get ready.
Ike was up ahead of Kyle, so I took this opportunity to talk to him. "Hey Kyle, sorry about earlier."
"Don't be." He looked up at me. I was going to say something to Kyle, but before I could I was pulled into a random room by said ginger. Who looked up at me once again with glazed eyes, his cheeks a bright pink. I seriously think he might be sick. "Because I like you too." And with that, soft pink lips were pressed to my own, his small arms making their way into my hair. I was shocked to say the least, but left that thought aside for the moment and enjoyed the kiss. I snaked my hands up his back to deepen our kiss, his small mouth open at the friction of our lower regions, i smirked and licked his bottom lip, slowly wrapping my tongue around his, he tasted like strawberries and cream. I was in heaven those few moments alone with Kyle, but they were soon gone due to a certain bitch gasping in the doorway.
"OMG! STAN! Are you GAY?" I was so fucking pissed off by her intrusion that I didn't even answer her, I just took Kyle's hand and walked out of the room, leaving the little whore in the doorway.
15 minutes later, everyone was outside of the car decked out from head to toe in army attire that Butters' dad had handy in their attic. Even Tweek, who had a thigh bet full of knifes.
I inspected everyone before they were allowed in the new SUV Butters had found. Kenny and Butters were wearing identical uniforms. Kenny in a camo hoodie, along with army pants and combat boots. He had two pistols and a few stray knifes, along with some nasty looking hammer, and a canteen he said was full of lighter fluid. I nodded, letting him get in the drivers seat. Butters who was right beside him in the front passenger seat was wearing the same outfit. But he had his trusty AK47 at hand along with fiberglass hammer (A bigass hammer).
Craig and Tweek were next in line, Tweek had knifes and A few random hazardous items. I opened the door to so he could climb in the very back seat with Craig. Craig was dressed very simply, a chest guard from our paintball gear and a face mask replacing his blue chullo. He had a black paintball gun at hand, and an M&P 45 strapped to his thigh.
Ike was next, he was so small, only standing a mere 5'2. The 14 year old looked cold, not temperature wise, emotionally. The poor guy had just lost his family, friends, his home and any other sense of belonging. We were each others family now, we had to stick together. I looked him up and down to make sure he was armed properly, he had a weed eater and a switchblade. He had a pair of baggy tan pants and a white tee shirt. I motioned him to stay right there and went around back to get him a chest guard. He slipped it on gingerly and took a seat in the back with Craig and Tweek.
Wendy came up to me with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face. She didn't have any weapon whatsoever. "What the fuck Wendy?"
She smiled even wider, "I don't wanna kill anyone! You can protect me. Right?" I rolled my eyes and motioned her into the SUV. She waved and jumped to the window seat.
Lastly was Kyle and I, we both had our paintball guns, with matching guards as well, chest, face and neck. I of corse had a real gun also, and Kyle had a chainsaw, everyone looked like zombie slayers(lol). We made our way to the SUV, Kyle giving my hand a reassuring squeeze before sitting in the middle beside Wendy. Once everyone had their seat belts on and weapons in hand, Kenny started the Land Rover and drove us out of South Park.
It hadn't even been 20 minutes before Wendy had gotten everyone in the car pissed off at her, she just wouldn't SHUT UP about her boyfriends (WHORE), her best friends(Who are now dead), or how bad she wanted a shower. In a span of 5 minutes everyone in the car had told her to shut up. And no one (not even Butters or Tweek) had managed not to cuss her out. And Butters NEVER cusses. That's how bad she was getting on peoples nerves.
Kyle was probably pissed off the most, because all she had been doing the past 10 minutes was bash the Jewish religion. Seriously dude, she was being worse than Cartman. I watched Kyle lean up and tell Kenny something. He nodded, and started to speed up a good 20 or 30 miles faster than he was going previously, I looked behind us thinking maybe he saw someone (Or something) following us. But I didn't see anything. Then he leaned over Wendy and opened the door, she yelled something along the lines of "What the fuck are you doing stupid Jew?" and with that he unbuckled her seat belt and pushed her out of the car and closed the door back.
Everyone went silent for a moment looking at one another, and then the car erupted into laughter. Some of the guys high fived Kyle, others just laughed. I think we were all happy to have her gone.
AN: YES! WENDY IS GONE! XD yes I am a Wendy hater. GO STYLE! Like the small Style moment? Review if you did. And more little fluffiness will come with more reviews. Also, next chapter, should it be from someone else's POV? And not Stan's? And as promised, next chappie will have Creek. :) thanks much for reading! Cookies go to all readers and reviewers!