Senior year for me started off really great but by the end of the year it sucked ass. Kyle went totally romantic for Wendy that summer, roses, poems, chocolates if it's a romance cliché he's done it.
My hair grew eight inches since the first day of junior year and by the time I started my final year it was at the bottom of my back when loose. I looked like a girl it was that long, every morning my mom had to brush it and put it in a long braid which I hid under my jacket every day.
Things started to look up for mom and me when Shelley came to stay about a week before school started.
.o.o.
"Hello?" I answer my ringing phone, it's an unknown caller and I have no fucking idea, obviously, who it is.
"Hey, turd" Oh my god, it's Shelley. When Shelley graduated high school she ran off somewhere and this is literally the first anyone has heard from her since the day she said she was going for a walk with her suitcase.
"Sh-Shelley?"
"I got no time for pleasantries, turd. Can you tell me why out house has been burnt to the ground?" Shelley asks.
"What? How the hell did you know that? We haven't heard from you in three years"
"Well I'm standing outside our fucking house because I want to know WHERE THE FUCK YOU GUYS ARE!" Ouch. Shelley still knows how to scream, I can hear someone else talking to her saying something like "Calm down, you could hurt the..."
"Turd, answer me. Why is our house burned down?"
"Long version or short?"
"Short as your turd ass can make it, turd" I chuckle a little, it's good to hear my sister again.
"Okay here it goes: Dad had an affair with Liane Cartman so mom divorced dad. Liane and dad are engaged and it pissed Cartman off so much he burned down our house so Liane took in dad, now me and mom are living in the poor side of town across from Kenny" Everything went silent, I look at my phone and see that it's dead.
A couple minutes later there is loud knocking at the door, mom's across the street with Mrs. McCormick so I get up and answer. Woah, standing in front of me is a very pregnant Shelley and Kevin McCormick.
"Are you just gonna stand there and gawk at me or let us in, turd?" I stand aside and they both walk in and take a seat on the ratty couch.
I walk over to them and notice how much they've changed. Shelley's brown hair is tied in a messy bun at the back of her head, she's wearing a grey maternity dress over her large pregnant stomach. Kevin is about three inches taller than Shelley, his dark brown hair is fairly short and he's hearing what looks like a skirt and a jumper.
"What's with the skirt, Kev?" I ask trying to keep in my laughter.
"It's a kilt" He answers, he's smiling and holding my sister's hand tightly.
"So, do I get to know what's goin' on?"
"Do ya mind if we call Kenny first?" Kevin asks, I nod and grab my phone, I dial in his number and wait for him to pick up.
"Stan, I'm at your door right now" I walk over to my front door and sure enough there's Kenny. "Dude I saw this fat chick and tall dude come up to the house, you let them in so I wanted to know what's goin' on"
"Well, just come in" I say, we walk over and stand before my sister and his brother.
"Kevin, Shelley?"
"'Ey Kenny, how's it goin'?" Kevin greets, Kenny brightens and hugs his brother like he's gonna disappear at any moment. Kevin had gone missing as well six months ago and Kenny had been devastated, his father ended up having to get up off his arse and run Kevin's car garage.
"Kev, Shelley, you guys are back and oh my god Shelley's pregnant" To say Kenny's shocked would be an understatement. He jumps off his brother and backs his way towards me.
"Would you two care to explain?"
"After I left I moved to Denver, with what money I had I rented an apartment there and got a job. Kevin worked at his garage until six months ago and lived with me. I was a secretary at Denver Elementary until about nine months ago I got pregnant and Kevin proposed. And now we're here because Kevin insisted we get married in South Park and then we're going back to live in Denver" Shelley explains.
"But I want to stay here in South Park with our family, even if I have to get a new job here" Kevin says, poor guy probably doesn't have a choice with my older sister.
"Okay wait, Stan do you see what this means?" Kenny asks, I shake my head.
"Ms. Cartman will be your step-mom, Cartman will be your step-brother and I'll be your brother-in-law. All we need is Kyle and then we'll all somehow be related by marriage"
"That's totally irrelevant but true"
"TURDS!" We turn to see Shelley standing up with a puddle of what looks like water beneath her.
"Did she... just...?"
"Get me to the fucking hospital!" Shelley screams.
.o.o.
A couple hours ago we got Shelley to the hospital and now Kenny and I are waiting to find out what's happening.
"Do you think she's alright?" I ask Kenny who's sitting in a chair while I pace up and down.
"It's your sister, dude, do you think a baby is gonna do anything to her?" Good point, I don't think a baby would bring Shelley down. Suddenly the door to the delivery room opens and Kevin walks out smiling, we immediately run over to him and start badgering him with questions.
"Is she alright?"
"How's the baby?"
"Is it a girl or a boy?"
"Can we see her yet?"
"Guys, settle down" Kevin says, we walks over to a chair and sits down, we follow him and he just looks at us smiling "So, do you guys wanna know?"
"Yes!" Kenny and I both shout "Tell us already!"
"Okay, okay. Well one's a girl and two are boys" Kevin says.
"Triplets?" Kenny looks like he... I dunno he just looks really stunned, I don't blame him I am as well just probably not as shocked as he is, actually I think his jaw might fall off.
"Yep, you two wanna see 'em?" We both nod vigorously and follow him into the room where Shelley is holding a baby in a pink blanket. Two other babies in blue blankets are handed to Kevin and Kenny by nurses as they exit the room.
"Oh my god" I'm standing in between Kenny and Kevin and looking down at the babies, my nephews. The boy Kenny's holding has a little tuft of black hair at the top of his head and the boy Kevin's holding has a pile of brown hair atop his small head.
I walk over to Shelley who hands over the little girl, she's got golden hair just like Kenny and is making cute little noises while she sleeps.
"What're their names?" I ask Shelley who looks like she's gonna fall asleep really soon.
"Well Kevin gets to name one, I'm naming the girl and I guess you and Kenny can name the last one" Shelley says, I hand her back her daughter and stand by Kenny who's looking down at his nephew.
"James Lucas McCormick" Kevin says as he smiles down at his son "The brunette is called James"
"Are you guys sure you want me and Stan to name him?" Kenny asks, he hands me the little raven haired baby and sits down in one of the chairs by Shelley's bed.
"Yeah, now be quick before the woman get's here with the birth certificates" Kevin says as he gives James to Shelley and takes the little blonde baby. I sit down next to Kenny, this is probably the only nice thing my sister will ever do, at least for me.
"Do you have any ideas?" I ask.
"I want his middle name to be David, you choose his first name" Kenny smiles, I think he's got a few tears in his eyes, I know I have a couple streaming down my face right now. God I can be such a pussy.
"What about Christopher?" I ask Shelley and Kevin.
"Christopher David McCormick, I like it what about you, hon?" Kevin asks.
"Hmm, it's got a nice ring to it, you two turds aren't useless after all" Shelley says, I can see it in her eyes that she's really, really, incredibly happy right now. A nurse walks in with three birth certificates and stands at the end of the bed looking down at Shelley who's holding James.
"Do you have the names for you babies, Mrs. McCormick?" She asks.
"Yes"
"Okay the first one born, the brunette, full name please"
"James Luke McCormick" Kevin answers
"Very nice, the black haired boy the second born, his name?"
"Christopher David McCormick"
"And finally the little blonde girl"
"Stephanie Anne McCormick" Shelley says.
"Alrighty, I'll come do the rest later and let you folks get some rest. A nurse will be in soon to take the babies to the nursery" The woman walks out the room and I stand up and take Christopher over to Shelley.
"Mrs. McCormick? I thought you weren't married yet" Kenny says.
"Well we are legally married, I wanted a ceremony and Kevin insisted on South Park"
"Fair enough" Kenny says as he slinks back into his chair.
"Kenny let's give the new family some alone time" I say, Kenny and I walk out the room and sit in the chairs in the waiting room.
"Can you believe it Stan, we're uncles" Kenny's smile is incredible, I've never seen him so happy, a small tear runs down his cheek and he hugs me.
"Never thought in my life, that we would be uncles to the same children" I say as he let's go of me and sits back in his seat again.
"Can you believe it? She had triplets!" Kenny exclaims.
"Yeah it's actually genetic, my mom, Aunt Sheryll and Aunt Shirley are all triplets."
"Whoa, did your aunts have any?"
"Aunt Sheryll did, she had three girls but the first one, Christine, died shortly after she was born. Hayley and Georgina are fine though, they live in Alaska, I think. But Aunt Shirley has two sets of twins, Thomas and Lulu were the first born, Jay and Amber were the last ones"
"Wow, your family must be fucking huge"
"It probably is" We stay silent for a couple minutes, I stare at my feet thinking about my niece and nephews.
"Can we go see them again?" Kenny pleads.
"Why not?"
.o.o.
When I told Token, Craig and Tweek about Stephanie, Christopher and James they were happy for me, although wary of coming to visit since I'd told them about hormonal Shelley, nonetheless they came and loved them all. The town had all pitched in and gave us enough to buy a house, nobody was fond of the idea of three triplets rotting in a home in the poor side of town.
Dad hasn't seen the triplets yet, he knows about them from Cartman though. Shelley and Kevin's ceremony was about two weeks ago and they actually let me (with the assistance of my mom) plan it. They loved it, I loved it and the triplets loved the food.
Right now Kenny and I are babysitting the babies while mom, Shelley, Kevin and the Black's are going out to dinner like they do every month. Kenny is watching wrestling with Christopher and James on his lap, and I'm sitting on the floor at the end of the couch with Stephanie playing with my long hair.
"Y'know Steph, that hair is really important. It symbolises my love for Kyle, it'll never stop growing and I'll never cut it. When you're my age promise me one thing, don't fall in love with a Broflovski, they are clueless and weird sometimes, but they are great friends" I say, the little blond looks up at me with wide eyes, she's heard this before. I talk to her all the time about Kyle, she never answers just looks up at me with those shiny, aqua blue eyes and smiles.
I hear the door knock and lift up Stephanie, I walk past the other boys and open the door. Kyle, Wendy and Cartman are standing there, Cartman shoves past me, Kyle and Wendy just stand there smile.
"We came to see the babies!" Wendy squeals, I have no problem with Wendy, she's not a bitch and I don't get pissed with her over dating Kyle. No, I blame Kyle for him dating Wendy and not me.
"Come in, Wendy this is Stephanie Anne, but she prefers to be called Steph" I put the little girl in Wendy's arms and she almost squeezes her to death, Wendy sits by Kenny on the couch and sits Steph next to her brothers who are sitting in between Kenny and their blonde sister.
"Hey, dude, how's babysitting?" I think Kyle had caught on that I'm pissed at him about the same time the babies were born, but we still are friends so I can't be too rude.
"Eh, same as usual" I say happily, Kyle's smile has put me in a great mood. It's only when he's being a dick that I get super angry at him.
Kyle closes the door and we sit on the floor because Cartman took up the recliner.
"Ay, Kenny, pass me a baby" Cartman says, no! He'll kill it!
"Are you going to eat them?" Kenny jokes.
"Oh haha, very funny! I'm not gonna eat the goddamn babies so pass me one" Kenny picks up James and sets him safely on the older brunette's lap.
"Which one is this?" Cartman asks as James grab's his large finger.
"That's James and the boy with the black hair is Christopher" I say, I look at Cartman and see him smiling as he moves his hand around with James trying to not let go.
"Can I hold Steph, Stan?" Kyle asks, I nod and grab Steph putting her in Kyle's arms.
"She's adorable. Vous êtes un bébé très mignon" What the...
"Kyle, what the hell did you just say, was it dirty? You'd better not me hitting on my niece, they can arrest you for that, I think" Kenny says really quickly, he can be very overprotective of Stephanie in particular since she's a girl.
"It's French, I told her she is a very cute baby" Kyle smiles, Steph giggles and pulls one of Kyle's curls. Kyle sighs happily and put's the little blonde in Kenny's lap and stands up "Stan, can I talk to you for a bit?"
"Alright, dude" We go upstairs and into my room, I sit on my bed and he stays standing by the closed door "So what is it?"
"Stan, I came here tonight so I could tell you that I know" Okay I'm confused what does he know? "Stan, I don't love you and that maybe we should just not see each other anymore, for a while" Kyle walks out the door and I'm left shocked on my bed, within seconds I'm in tears.
About a minute later Kenny is up in my room and sitting on my bed rubbing my back.
"What happened, Stan?"
"K-Kyle, he-he said he knows and... and that he doesn't feel the same" I sob into the pillow and then sit up "The worst part is he said that he doesn't want to see me anymore"
"I'm so sorry, Stan"
"Where are the babies?" I ask changing the subject.
"With Cartman, surprisingly all three of them love him" Kenny smiles.
"Wendy and Kyle?"
"They left after Kyle came downstairs, I tried asking what was wrong but Kyle just told me to go fuck myself, Wendy looked confused so she obviously doesn't know what's going on. Stan, you gonna be okay?" I nod and a short while later he leaves and I hug my knees to my chest and stare at the wall. I walk to my desk and see a pair of scissors in my pencil holder, I grab them and walk in front of my mirror scowling angrily.
"Looks like this is then end of Stan Marsh's love hair" I say, I hold the scissors to the top of the braid...
To Be Continued
A/N: French courtesy of Google Translate.