Get ready for some major Stan and Kyle ;)
"Yeah Cartman it is the shit." AJ said smiling.
"No it looks like shit...meaning I don't like it." Cartman responded.
"Oh...you don't?"
"Yes. However, I don't really have the authorituh to tell you to change it. I'm just giving you my opinion."
"Oh...Otay...Well, maybe you'll like one of the other costumes I make in the future."
"Yeah maybe." Cartman said unenthusiastically as he jotted down his costume notes.
"I know you will!" AJ spoke confidently. "Just you wait! By the way, are we still going to hang out tomorrow night." Cartman looked up from his clipboard and sucked his teeth.
"Yeah, no...no I'm very busy." Cartman responded. "Now that I'm a part of the musical, I have a lot of student director shit to do."
"Oh."
"Look on the bright side, you'll have more time to work on the costumes."
"True. But I want to spend time with you." Cartman walked to AJ and put both hands on her shoulders.
"Do you?" Cartman said raising his eyebrows. AJ stared after hearing this.
"Of course." She replied with a smile. Cartman sighed.
"Look, let's just get this over with." Cartman said raising his clipboard.
"Right." AJ replied.
On the walk home Stan and Kyle were discussing rehearsal. However, they were not discussing the show, they were discussing Cartman.
"Something is off with Cartman." Kyle said. "He actually followed directions and did what he was told to do."
"It's strange." Stan replied.
"It's more then strange, Stan. He's up to something."
"Or he just wants to be around AJ."
"Oh please. He can do that whenever rehearsal is not in session."
"True. What do you think he's planning?"
"I don't know. It's hard to tell. He could be trying to sabotage you, me, or someone else in the cast...Or he could be planning to sabotage the show as a whole."
"Geez..."
"Stan, lets team up together." Kyle said stopping his walk cycle causing Stan to do the same and face Kyle.
"Team up? To figure out what Cartman's up to?" Stan asked.
"Yes." Kyle replied. "Just you and me, dude."
"Shouldn't we at least tell Kenny or Butters?"
"No Stan. Just you and me. You know Butters will run his mouth and Kenny will just as soon as someone waves 5 dollars in his face. We have to do it alone. What do you say?" Kyle said putting his hand out in front of his sbf.
"Okay." Stan replied taking his sbf's hand. "Let's do this. We'll hold a steak out tomorrow night."
"Perfect, meet me at my house at 6pm."
"Alright."
As Friday night came along, Stan headed to Kyle's house. He rang the doorbell and was let in by Mrs. Brovloski. Kyle came half way down the stairs and signaled Stan to come to his room. Stan nodded and followed Kyle. Once in Kyle's room, Kyle shut the door.
"Ready to do this?" Kyle asked while removing his hat and jacket, throwing on a black hoodie, and putting the hood over his head.
"Yeah." Stan replied.
"Then let's head out."
The two boys left Kyle's house and snuck around the neighborhood until they reached Cartman's house.
"Over here." Kyle said to Stan as he pointed to some bushes letting them see into the living room.
The two spied on Cartman the whole evening until he went upstairs to his bedroom.
"Damn it, we don't have a ladder to see into his room." Kyle said. "Looks like we have to call it a night."
"And we didn't see anything suspicious." Stan sighed as the two hopped out of the bushes.
"We just need to keep our eyes on him."
"Hey Kyle?"
"Yes Stan."
"We have some time before we have to be home. Let's head over to Starks pond."
"Okay."
The two boys walked to Starks pond and sat down next to each other.
"I have never really been here at night much." Kyle said.
"Neither have I." Stan replied.
"It's quiet... Why did you want to come here Stan?"
"I don't know. I guess we haven't come here in a while."
"Yeah we haven't." Kyle said removing his hood and revealing his red hair. "It's kind of nice. I think we should make it a routine to come here around this time on Friday once a week."
"Sounds cool, dude."
Kyle smiled at his friend's response and looked up at the full moon that was shining brightly. Stan smiled at his friend. But soon found himself looking at Kyle as he looked up at the moon. Those green eyes seemed to sparkle in their light. Almost as if they were glowing. His freckles more prominent under the glow and little smile bigger than he's ever seen. He looked at peace with himself. It was beautiful...he was beautiful.
Wait what!? Stan shook himself out of his trance.
"Stan?" Kyle asked. "You okay?"
"I'm fine..." Stan replied. "We should head back home."
"Yeah we should." Kyle said standing up, followed by Stan. "I say we spy on Cartman again tomorrow around noon."
"Yeah cool." Stan replied uneasy.
"Are you sure you are alright?"
"Yeah."
The two walked back to their homes. Each of them thinking to themselves. That was...awkward. Thought Kyle. That was gay... Thought Stan. No it wasn't, yes it was, no, he's my super best friend. Best friends can find each other good looking sometimes. Look, just forget about it. It was a trick of the light.
Stan entered his house and texted Kyle to let him know he made it home. Kyle texted back saying he had made it home as well and that he would see him tomorrow.
The whole weekend the two boys spied on their friend and there was nothing out of the ordinary. On Monday, the two met at Stan's locker.
"I can't believe we didn't find out anything this weekend. Maybe he isn't up to anything after all." Stan said.
"Or maybe that's bullshit." Kyle replied catching a glimpse of Cartman walking down a deserted hallway by himself. Kyle grabbed Stan by the arm and the two raced down the hall after Cartman and finally stopped outside a door that had just been shut and locked.
The two boys approached the door and pressed their ears to it.
"Fine! Ten dollars." Cartman said
"Now we're in business." A boy responded.
"Yeah yeah whatever. I want you to let me know everything that is going on between them. Got it?"
"Got it...Why did you ask me to spy anyways?"
"Because unlike me, you're apart of the stage crew with them. Therefore, you are around them way more than me so no one would suspect you."
"True."
"Yeah, now take your ten bucks and get going."
At this point, Stan and Kyle began to hear a twist of a doorknob. The two sbf's ran quickly to the closest secluded area, which was the janitors closet. They shut the door quickly and locked it.
"Thank God nobody is here right now." Kyle panted while catching his breath. "We got lucky."
"We got lucky that we weren't caught by Cartman or whom ever he was talking to." Stan replied.
"That too. So, I was right."
"Yeah, he definitely didn't join the musical because he wanted to."
"Did you notice Cartman say 'I want you to let me know everything that is going on between them.' Them, meaning more than one person."
"And he mentioned needing who ever was in there to spy because he's apart of the stage crew."
"Then here's what we know, Cartman joined the musical to spy on more than one person in the stage crew."
"And whomever he is getting to spy, is in the stage crew as well."
"Shit, I wish we knew who."
"Same. There's a lot of students involved in the stage crew."
"Well, I think this is our next mission, Stan. We have to find out who is spying for Cartman. We find them, we find out who Cartman is spying on."
"And then we find out what's going on. Why does Cartman want to spy on students from the stage crew?"
"Sounds Great." Kyle then took Stan's hands in excitement. Stan froze as Kyle took his hands. It wasn't uncommon but rarely did it happen where the boys held hands longer then like two seconds. Only on certain occasions. But this...it felt different. Stan looked up and saw Kyle's bright green eyes light up in anticipation. Whoa Stan thought to himself. It was as if he was looking at a star. His own red headed star.
"Stan?" Asked Kyle. "You can let go now."
"Oh...ugh...right." Stan replied as he let go of Kyle's hands. What the fuck is wrong with me?
"Shit!" Kyle shouted looking at the clock on his phone. "We have to get to class!" The two opened the door and made their escape and made it into class with one minute to spare.
