"What's the matter, Kahl? Scared that I'll see your deepest darkest secrets, are you?" Cartman sneered, taking a step to one side. Kyle parried his movements automatically and stepped to the other side. 'It's like we're dancing,' Kyle thought to himself before quickly stepping on his own foot to stop that train of thought. The pain helped his head to clear, which made him realize what Cartman said.
"I'm not scared of you, Cartman!" Kyle scoffed, raising his chin defiantly.
"Uh, you, uh-you probably should be scared, uh, Kyle," Butters stammered nervously, clinging to Kenny like a koala to a tree. Kenny gently pulled Butters' arms away from him and sat him on the ground, where he proceeded to grab Kenny's leg and hold on for dear life. Kyle and Cartman turned to give the blondes quizzical looks (Kyle's was genuinely confused while Cartman's was full of fascination).
Kenny looked between them, weighing his options before sighing. "Mmph, Mmph, mph mmph mmph-mmph-mmph, mph-mmph?"
"What's not personal, Kenny?" asked Kyle, his eyebrows beginning to draw together in concern. Kenny then gave a small nod to Cartman and held the paper out towards him. Kyle saw a corner of the paper, realized what the paper held and as Cartman reached for it, he suddenly threw himself onto Cartman's arm, slamming them both into the ground.
"NO WAY, CARTMAN!" he yelled as they struggled against each other. "YOU CAN READ THAT AFTER YOU ADMIT THAT YOU'RE A LIAR AND THAT YOU SAVED MY LIFE!" Cartman attempted to rear his head back and read the paper from where he was, but Kyle effectively quenched his efforts by pushing his face into the ground. He glared at Kenny. "Kenny, what the fuck? What did Cartman do to get you to act like a-a-" he angrily spluttered.
Cartman managed to pop his head up and drawl, "I believe, Kahl, that the words you're looking for are 'butt-fucking traitor'," before Kyle pushed his face back down. Kenny rolled his eyes and leaned over as far as he could to try and push Kyle off without disturbing Butters' comfortable position. (It is important to note here that the Asian girl had, by this time, finished drawing Stan and was now drawing a very tangled version of Kyle, Cartman, Kenny, and Butters with a happy grin on her face). Kyle reached up to bat Kenny's hand away and accidentally lost his grip on Cartman in the process. Cartman joyously leaped to his feet and tried to reach for the note. Kyle let out a wild roar, causing Butters to scream. Kyle's eyes began to blaze with righteous fury and he held his head in his hands.
Kenny let go of him and took a step back with his free leg. "Mph mmph."
"Oh, shit," Cartman said in unison.
Stan finally broke out of his stupefied trance, blinking heavily before seeing the Beast-like transformation Kyle was going through. "Holy shit, dude! What did you guys do?"
"We uh, we were going to show Eric that little note that Kyle, uh, wrote," Butters informed Stan.
"Wait, WHAT? Why the fuck would you do that? Butters, you really are just an asshole!" Stan yelled down at him. Before Butters could defend himself, Cartman let out a small scream that caused everyone's head to turn. In front of all of them was…a Jersey boy named Kyley-B, complete in styled 'fro, gold rings, and a white tank top.
"You better not be showing any Benny that note, you fucking disrespectful pieces of garbage!" Kyle placed his hands on his hips. The Asian girl shrieked, leaping to her feet and running away as fast as she could. Butters clung tighter to Kenny, who by this point was certain that his leg was the same color as his Mysterion cape. He still watched with his usual bemusement (though it was undercut with a shade of worry). Stan looked at everyone back and forth, trying to piece together what kind of shit had happened since he had been out.
Everyone was so busy worried about Kyle that nobody noticed Cartman. Cartman smiled softly and murmured under his breath, "Well, hello there, my little monster. About time you came back."
