Disclaimer: I don't own South Park.

A/N: Hey guys, missed me? Of course you didn't. You miss the story - right? Sorry for not updating sooner guys, I have a cold, a really bad cold. I can barley get out of bed without my mom scolding me about every little thing - thanks mom. Anyway, Merry Christmas! This is my present to you. Oh and sorry when I said the story was going to be seven pages long, but I couldn't type without sneezing all over my poor computer and I wanted to give you all a Christmas present.

tfro97- I like your guesses, but it's mommy. Anyway, you get a hug from either Kenny or Cartman because you at least tried:)

Traban16- Yes, mommy is it! Congrats! You get your hug from both Cartman and Kenny, and you get to choose what character you want to make an appearance. (One that wasn't in the last chapters.)

Hells Bells- Thanks, I'm glad you enjoy it. And don't worry I'm not bothered at all.

Little Wolf Vamp Hearts Yaoi- Yes he calls Kyle mommy or mama, much to Kyle's dismay, want a hug from Cartman or Kenny?

Miyu loves Sasuke- Ha, the last one always makes me laugh, "No kitty, this is my chicken pot pie!" I should add that on my next chapter or this one:)

Rii- I'm glad someone loves my story so much:) Thank you. Want a hug from every character in my story? But you have to return them, they're not mine:)

Kena mcsove- And I should make more, I have writer's block right now, but I'll try to update as soon as I can:)

Our Friends are Babies, Literally!

Chapter 4: New Obsession, Stan?

Stan groaned as he woke up, not a morning person. As he rubbed his eyes, he tiredly glanced at his boyfriend's sleeping form. 'What time is it?' was the first thing that came into his mind. Sighing he averted his eyes from Kyle and stared, blinking at the clock. "3: 47am..." he muttered.

Stan laid back down, one hand on Kyle's waist as he drifted to sleep - well... a cry made him jump in surprise, getting a mumble from the sleeping red head. "God dammit!" muttered Stan as he got off of bed, giving out an irritated sigh.

When Stan opened the door to the babies' room, Cartman cooed, giving Stan those doe eyes. Stan sighed as he walked towards Cartman. "Up!" commanded Cartman as held up his chubby arms, giving Stan a pout.

"You're so needy, Cartman. Are you the same fat-ass or are you just a baby?" Stan asked himself. "Well, if you were yourself, you'll probably make Kyle miserable." he chuckled humorless as he picked the baby up.

"Well, Eric, I can't sleep... so we'll watch some cartoons - why the hell am I talking to a baby?" he than added as Cartman tilted his head to the side, giving the teen a look like he's crazy. "Even you know I'm going crazy huh..." he told Cartman as he glanced at Kenny's crib, finding that at least he doesn't have to deal with two - even if Kenny was more calmer and quieter than Cartman.

The raven-haired teen laid the baby on the couch as he looked for the television remote. He got on all fours and looked under the couch and almost screamed as Cartman jumped, literally onto his back. "Ow! Cartman!" Stan yelped as he tried to get up. Cartman laid on Stan's back a grin on his face as he balanced on the teen's hurting back.

After painfully sitting on the couch, Stan switched the T.V on as Cartman sat on his lap, giving a disgusted look at some cartoon show. "No!" he cried. Stan sighed than changed the channel. As Terrance and Philip came on, Cartman bounced on the teens lap, speaking gibberish and giving out cute giggles as the comedians made some fart jokes.

"I have to get this on tape!" said Stan, placing the baby on the ground as he sprinted upstairs towards his parents bedroom.

Cartman, who not noticed Stan leaving, gave out an angry snort as the commercials came on, showing some doll who could apparently pee when fed some fake baby juice or whatever.

When Stan came back with a video camera in his hand, he frowned when Cartman wasn't doing his little dance, but when he heard the Terrance and Philip show back on, Cartman started to wiggle like a fat little worm, but an adorable one. "Eric, look at the camera," said Stan as he moved in-front of the baby. Cartman raised an eyebrow and continued giggling as Philip gave out a bean joke fart. Than all of a sudden he gave out a fart, making Stan laugh out loud, happy that he was recording.

Cartman jumped, startled at the noise that came from him, than glanced up at a laughing Stan and joined him.

"Stan?" came a voice from upstairs.

"What is it, Ky?" he said, a huge smile plastered on his face. Cartman gave out a happy baby laugh as heard the red head.

"Stan? What are you doing?" asked Kyle as he held Kenny giving his boyfriend a questioning look.

"Videotaping Cartman." was his response, as he recorded the baby, a smile on his face.

"Why?"

"Um, 'cause he's watching Terrance and Philip." Stan shrugged. "And it's funny as fuck."

"Stan!" yelled Kyle, glaring at his boyfriend.

"What?" asked Stan. What did he do - oh... "Sorry, Ky. It slipped out." he apologized as Cartman gave Stan an amused look, as if he knew what it meant, while Kenny buried his head on Kyle's shoulder.

"Mommy!" yelled Cartman, getting the attention from both boys. Cartman pointed at the T.V while giving Kyle a look that made Kyle freeze from his spot. "Wha-" he cried, his eyes wide. Stan, on the other hand had a smile on his face, recording. "Wow, I'm glad I have this on tape." he said to a horrified Kyle.

"Stan! Get rid of that thing!" exclaimed Kyle, looking at the camera as if it was a disease.

"Why? God Ky, you seemed like you just had your- ow!" he rubbed his head where the red head had whacked him. "Kyle, what the f-" he began to say but stop at the glare the young Jew gave him.

"Mommy!" Kyle flinched as Cartman crawled towards him. "Up!" he than commanded. Kyle stared down at Cartman in shock.

"Momma?" Kenny than added, making Kyle jump a little.

"I think this camera is always have something good to record, no wonder dad's obsessed with it," said Stan as he continued to record much to Kyle annoyance. "As are you." The red head, picked up Cartman and walked off to the kitchen, Stan on his trail. "Wait Ky - man! Bebe was right - you do have a nice ass." he than added, moving the camera downwards, only to be yanked off of Stan's hands by a really pissed off Kyle.

"Ky, give it back." Stan was no longer smiling.

"No." was the red head's response as he walked back to the kitchen where Cartman and Kenny were seated on high chairs. He placed the camera on top of the refrigerator, only to be snatched back by Stan who ran in full speed towards his room, luckily his asthma hadn't kicked in.

"Stan!" he heard Kyle screech from the kitchen.

Cartman and Kenny glanced at each other than giggled as they saw Kyle leave the kitchen, hearing the red head storm upstairs. "Momma mad?" Kenny asked Cartman, who gave the blond baby a nod. They stared at each other before Cartman gave out a loud fart, making Kenny laugh.

"No." Kyle crossed his arms.

"But why..." Bebe whined as she and Wendy sat on the couch each holding a baby. Cartman babbled as he bounced on Wendy's lap, staring at the T.V that was off. Where was his show!

"You are not taking them to the mall Bebe." said Kyle sternly.

"But they need more baby clothes, you can't make them wear Stan's old ones forever."

"They're not going to be babies forever Bebe. In a week they'll be back to normal." Kyle sighed. Bebe huffed, than gave Kenny a kiss on the forehead. "Mmm, he smells nice." she said as she sniffed his hair.

"Where's Stan?" asked Wendy, noticing that the other boy was not present. Kyle sighed again before saying an a angry tone: "He locked himself in the room, the jackass." Wendy and Bebe raised an eyebrow.

"He has his father's obsession." Kyle added, raising his voice as he stared up at the ceiling.

Wendy and Bebe winced.

"Ky, I'm not coming down!" they heard Stan yell from his room. "You're not getting the camera!" he than added.

"Mall?" Bebe than said, giving Kyle her puppy-eye look. Kyle frowned, glancing at the babies than the girls. "Fine." he sighed in defeat, but I'm going."

"Yay!" yelled Bebe as she hugged a surprised Kenny.

"Mommy/Momma?" asked both babies, staring at Kyle in confusion. Kyle flinched but gave them a weak smile.

"Mommy? Momma?" asked Wendy and Bebe in unison.

"Ugh!" Kyle pinched the bridge of his nose, a habit he had inherited from Stan. "I'll explain everything once we get to the mall."

"I'm coming too!" Stan ran downstairs with the camera in his hands. Kyle gave him an irritated look.

"Stan..." he warned.

"I won't record." Stan snapped while clutching the camera to his chest, watching the red head warily.

"Ugh! Fine!" snapped Kyle, as he helped Wendy and Bebe cover the babies with something warm.

Cartman gave the television a longing look, but didn't say anything as they walked off the door towards Bebe's car.

"Let's go see your boyfriend Ken." Bebe whispered to Kenny, while grabbing her phone. "I'll call the rest of the gang."

A/N: Merry Christmas! And A Happy New Year! And lets not forget Hanukkah!
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