AN: Some angst, some comedy, and a cameo by a charrie I absolutely adore! :) (The relationship between the brothers is based on a short lived but very fun RP I was a part of just over a year ago. I give credit to my very good friend covenmouse (I think that's the name she uses here...) for that).

Enjoy!

He found her hanging out in the cafeteria. That she was early was not a surprise, but that she was not helping Wendy with Student Council things or with the Cheerleaders was. "You ok?" He sat beside her with no other greeting.

Bebe glanced over to the red-haired boy and shrugged. "I thought she'd call last night, or at least text or IM or something." She sighed, "I guess she's more angry than I thought."

Her expression was so sad, not one usually seen on the bubbly blonde, that Kyle could not help but pull her into a hug. "Hey, it's going to be ok. Even if she is angry, she'll forgive you, and the two of you will be back to being Super Best Friends in no time."

Nodding, she wrapped her arms around him, "I guess, there's no way this can be worse than holding a gun on her." Allowing herself a chuckle, she pulled back from the hug enough to look up at her, "And I thought you and Stan were the Super Best Friends?"

Kyle shrugged, "No law says there can only be one, and trust me, you two totally are." He kissed her forehead. "It'll work out, Beebs."

"Promise?"

"Yeah, I do." He smiled at her.

She leaned back into the hug and nodded, "I doubt it'll work out as well as you and Stan though. You two will probably be together before the end of the day."

"I don't know about that, but why don't you think you and Wendy will get together?" He gently stroked her hair, absently thinking about how people always said they were the fabulous hair couple. He had to admit, they both hand hair that was made for running fingers through.

Though he couldn't see it, Kyle knew that Bebe rolled her eyes as she answered the question, "Because she'll over think it, or something, and we'll just remain SBFFs with awkward sexual tension." Bebe shrugged against him, "It'll be 'fun'."

"So, don't let her."

Again, Bebe pulled away from the hug to look up at him, blinking, "What?"

Kyle smiled at her, "Don't let her Wendy this."

Her lips turned up slightly in a smile, "Did you just use her name as a verb?"

"Mm-hmm."

She chuckled, "That's horrible. So, what does it mean 'to Wendy' something?"

"'To Wendy' means to over think so much that you prevent yourself from enjoying something or to prevent yourself from following you heart because you cannot get out of your head." He smirked.

Shaking her head, Bebe sighed, "I don't like it, but I suppose it's true. Have you made verbs out of everyone's name?"

A waggle of an eyebrow was her only answer.

"Jerk." She smiled, though it quickly turned into a frown, "So, how do I do that? Keep her from over thinking?"

Kyle shrugged a bit and pulled her back into the hug, "You talk to her, tell her that you want her to open up to you, and you make it clear to her that you understand whatever her concerns are, but that you still want to try."

Bebe sighed and nodded, snuggling into him a bit. She knew that he was aware of how hard what he was suggesting was, so there was no reason to point it out.

"You do realize this is the reason everyone is either going to be shocked or in disbelief, right?" The twelve-year old Sophomore joined the two, smirking as he shook his head.

"Whatever," Kyle shrugged, "We're people who like to cuddle. And this is for us not for show."

Ike grinned, "Oh, I know. I'm just looking forward to you explaining that to Mom. Or to, well, half the school."

"Asshole. Do we need to play 'Kick the Baby'?" Even cuddled against his chest, Bebe could imagine the laughter in the red-haired older brother's eyes. Despite the age difference and the fact that Ike was middle-school aged and only two years behind Kyle, the two brothers were quite close. In fact, Kyle had been the one to convince Ike to accept the offer to come up to high school rather than waiting another year.

"Bring it." Ike waggled his eyebrows at Kyle, daring him to do so.

Laughing, Bebe interrupted, "How are you? How did Stan take everything?" She pulled back again, looking up at Kyle. They'd been close friends long enough she knew she'd be able to read him if he was lying.

He shrugged, "About how I expected. He was shocked, but he assured me that we are still SBFFs and that nothing had changed. Though, he did say that he needed some time to think about everything."

The younger boy shook his head, "I do feel for the position you guys are in, but...I don't know. I'm fairly confident in saying that I'm heterosexual, but the whole figuring out that you're gay thing is kinda supposed to be something you do for yourself." He held up a hand before either could protest. "I get it! And I'm not saying you were wrong, just that...that's gotta be an added level of difficulty. So, cut them slack."

Both nodded, chuckling to themselves as he headed over to another table. Perhaps because everyone thought he was cute, but Ike was actually pretty popular. As she gathered her things to head to class, or maybe find Wendy before class, Bebe looked back to Kyle, "How is he not one of those stupid awkward geniuses but actually pretty smart?"

"I don't know." Kyle grinned, "I think he gets it from his big brother."