Chp7
Disclaimer- Don't own the characters
Stan just sat there brain not working…again…Kyle liked him…and he liked Kyle…it just seemed like he was missing something there had to be some kind of key point or something…
"Stan…?" Kyle asked choking back tears afraid he'd just freaked Stan out. "You hate me now don't you…?" He put his head down.
"Hate you?!" Stan said quickly. "No Ky! I l…lo-lo…lov…" but that was as far as he got before he had to run to the edge of the tree house and spew his guts all over the ground bellow.
"Do I gross you out that much…?" About to cry more.
"Kyle that's not from disgust…you know I throw up around people I like…got a weak stomach can't help it…" Looked away embarrassed about how he told Kyle but it was true.
"Wait…you…" Kyle's eyes went wide when he realized what Stan was saying. "You mean you like me…? But you like Wendy…?"
"How could i? She breaks my heart every other day but you're the one who always puts it back together…Ky…I think I really like you…"
"You know that would make us gay right?" Kyle asked still not sure if he was dreaming or not.
"Eh maybe but I mean look at my dad I'm lucky I'm as normal as I am considering I'm from his family and besides…you're my best friend and this just means we'll get to spend more time together right?"
"Yea I guess…but Stan about making out…well uh…" Kyle didn't wanna say the wrong thing.
"We weren't ready for it…we should wait a while before we do anything even kiss just knowing that we like each other is enough till were older right?" Stan finished for him.
"Huh…?" Kyle asked even though that is what he was getting at.
"Don't worry Kyle I feel the same way we're only in 4th grade (im pretty sure they should be in 3rd at this time but I already said 4th in earlier chapters so deal with it!) kids don't start doing that sorta stuff till at least middle school…but ya know we have to thank Cartman now right?"
"What why?!? Why should I thank that fat-ass bastard!" Kyle fumed.
Stan just scooted next to him and entwined their fingers. "First Kyle calling him fat and a bastard aren't really effective insults even though both are completely true…second because if it hadn't been for him we wouldn't be here right now…"
"God damn it…I'm done with his little slave thing…" Kyle said looking straight ahead.
"Even though Cartman will have something to use against you now?" Stan asked raising an eyebrow.
"What does it matter…I told my parents already that I liked you and that we were gonna kiss…so I don't think Cartman can do any worse than my mom will…plus who would really listen to Cartman anyway?"
"True and I don't know how I'm gonna tell my dad but my mom will probably be happy I think she always wanted me to be a girl cause of how shelly turned out…"
"So back to school then? We'll just make it but at least we can how everyone we're together so they can get over it over night ya know?"
"Yea makes sense…well lets go."
When they reached the school hands still intertwined the other kids were just rushing out the building most staring or pointing as they passed. Then there was their class…Wendy and Kenny were talking as they exited the building but stopped when they saw the couple. "Woohoo!" Kenny exclaimed in his trademark way. "Congratulations Stan" Wendy said as she walked of with Kenny…wait with Kenny? Hmm go Kenny…The two received many compliments and congratulations but then Hitler in American form stepped out of the school angry and pointing dramatically.
"You gah's are still mah slaves and as such you two are not to see each other for the rest of your servitude and since I got a failing grade on the project that is extended another month!" Cartman yelled as he shoved a twinkie into his face.
"Umm how about no?" Stan said.
"Oh well then I guess the Jew will have to suffer alone just like he deserves…"
"No I'm done too fat-ass but thanks for getting me and Stan together that's probably the only good thing you've ever done for us!"
"What you can't back out you fucking jew!" Cartman yelled running at him but Stan grabbed Cartman and tripped him onto his fat-ass.
"Don't touch my Kyle!" Stan said standing defensively in front of Kyle.
"I hate you guys and you know what screw you fags I'm goin home!" He said in his dramatic fashion and threw his twinkie wrapper into the trash.
What a fat-ass…
The end? Or is it!?! Don't worry 1 more chp coming you should like it! It will be up shortly maybe tonight.
