Hi sorry about not updating. I've been pretty busy. I've also been having major computer problems.
Important Note: I like Stan and Kyle a lot and can't decide if my next story about them should be a slash or not. To help me decide could you please vote on my poll on my profile page? If you want me to write a non-slash just answer "No" for the question and "Yes" if you do want me to.
Thanks a lot :)
Chapter 7
Stan slowly woke up to find that rain was pouring down on him. He felt horrible, like he had just woken up from a coma (little did he know that this was true). When Stan got to his feet he realized that (despite the fact that it was nighttime) he was on a small platform just two feet away from a raging waterfall. He looked down to see that he was very high from the base of the waterfall. So high that if he jumped to get down it would surely kill him.
Then the memory of him falling down the waterfall came to his mind. He remembered falling off the cliff and not much more after that. Since it was dark out he figured that he must of been unconscious for a few hours. "Kyle?! Kenny! Cartman!" Stan called but received no answer.
Stan sighed in frustration and looked around. He noticed that there were a few smaller rocks near his platform that led to the side cliff of the waterfall. Trying his absolute best not to fall Stan carefully stepped off his platform and onto the smaller rock with one foot. With his other foot he stepped onto the next rock.
When he finally reached to side of the waterfall he grabbed onto the cliff and thanked God that he didn't fall. Stan looked down and realized it would take a really long time to climb down safely. Trying his best to ignore the rain and his throbbing head he started to climb down the cliff.
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By the time Kyle got home, put the shovel away, changed out of his muddy clothes into his pajamas, and went back to bed it was about three in the morning. He laid down on his bed without bothering to get into the covers and fell asleep within minutes.
In Kyle's Dream
Kyle was walking down the sidewalk when suddenly he saw someone up ahead. He kept walking until he recognized the person to be Stan who looked like he had never died. "Stan!" Kyle called happily and ran over to him.
When he reached him Kyle instantly gave him a tight hug but Stan did not hug back. Instead he harshly pushed Kyle to the ground.
"Stan? What the hell are you doing?" Kyle asked looking up at him with complete shock on his face.
Stan didn't answer him but instead took out a large knife. Kyle saw that Stan's eyes had started to glow red. Before Kyle had a chance to react let alone stand back up Stan took the knife in a stabbing position and thrust it at Kyle's chest.
Just as the knife was an inch from piercing Kyle the dream ended.
Kyle shot up in his bed screaming with his eyes wide open. After a moment he calmed down and took fast sharp breaths.
Sheila ran into the room with a worried expression on her face. "Are you alright Kyle?" she asked.
Kyle jumped in surprise at the sound of her voice and turned to look at her. "Yeah...I'm...fine," said Kyle between breaths.
"Good, now get up and get ready for school. I was just about to come and wake you up," said Kyle's mom then she left.
It wasn't until then that Kyle realized that it was morning. His breathing went back to normal and he put his head in his hands. "Oh God what have I done? That man was right, Stan will become an evil abomination".
Well Kyle had another nightmare about Stan and this one is a lot worse. Poor Kyle. Stay tuned for more.
