Chapter 10: Sneaking in

Stan was gazing at Wendy the next morning at school in the hallway. He was so happy that they had a connection at the party, and it proved that they were together again.

"Stan?" Kyle asked.

"Huh?"

"You ok?"

Stan never did tell Kyle about the party yet. So now was the perfect time. "Well..." How could he tell him? "Wendy and I...we're...I think we're together again."

"What? How could you be together again?"

"I...I think Wendy likes me again. I went to a party at her house last night, and...I just know we're together again."

Kyle was shocked. He really thought that they would move on now. "Woe, that's cool, dude. I'm happy for you."

"Yeah." Stan looked ahead, and saw Wendy happily waving at him. He gazed, then waved back.

Kyle then found him gazing on her, and looked ahead. He couldn't believe it. This was so sudden. But...Stan was happy. Wendy was happy. Maybe they were meant for each other. Kyle was waiting for Stan to ask him about Ike, but he never did.

The only thing Stan could think of was his girl. That's all he wanted to think of. Nothing else.

Kyle sat on the swing alone at recess time. He was still very upset about Ike, and watching Stan talk with Wendy wasn't helping. He didn't know what they were talking about, but it looked important. Sometimes Stan got so love sick, that he wouldn't do anything else. But then he could tell that he was getting along fine with the other guys. But why was he ignoring his best friend? He was really confused, and he soon found Butters coming his way, and sat on the swing next to him.

"Hey Kyle," he said to him.

"Oh, hey Butters."

"So are you ok? You feel a little bit better?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Butters was a really nice kid, even though he was a wimp and geek. "So, you still gonna see your brother today?"

"Of course."

"Good. So, you wanna come play with us?"

"No thanks."

"Oh. Ok then. Well, see ya later." He got up, and left.

Kyle couldn't believe he was gonna sneak in to see his little brother. But it was the only way. It was the only way to see and try to save him. He had to do it, even if he knew he was disobeying his parents, and upsetting God.

At Stan's house

Around 5:30 after school, Stan sat at the kitchen table, making some necklace for Wendy out of beads. He knew that if it was something personal, and it was from him, she would love it. He hoped she would love it. After the beads, he put an old heart locket in the middle, and was planning to put a picture of him one side, and her on the other side. He first glued the picture of himself, ane carefully pressed it on the right side of the heart.

"HEY!" a familiar voice cried.

Stan looked, and saw his evil sister glaring at him.

"Those are my beads, Turd! I told you not to touch them!"

"Shelly, you did not say that. You don't even like these beads. So why can't I use them?"

"Because they're mine, and you're a Turd. Now get!"

Stan couldn't do anything. If he fought back, his sister would beat him to death. So he just grabbed his unfinished present, and ran out. When he got to his room, and sadly looked at the unfinished locket. "Great. Now how can I give it to Wendy?"

All of a sudden, the home phone started ringing.

"Can somebody get that?!" Stan exclaimed.

"Get it yourself, Turd!" Shelly cried.

He sighed, and left his room to answer the phone. "Hello," he said.

"Stan?" the voice from the other line said.

"Wendy?"

"Are you gonna help me with the Animal Shelter?"

Oh yeah! Stan totally forgot about the Animal Shelter that they discussed at recess. "Of course, Wendy. I'll meet you at your house in an hour." He hung up.

At Kyle's house

Kyle, from the stairs, watched his parents, who were having a parent conversation in the living room. He did not want to get caught this time. He couldn't let his parents know that he was even out of the house. He slowly snuck down the stairs, then looked at his parents again, making sure they wouldn't see him. He decided to fall on his knees, and craw. He crawled and crawled all the way to the door, and never got caught. As he got up, he took one last look at his parents, then left.

Kyle waited for about ten minuets for Butter at the hospital. He had no idea how Butters could help him. But he was depressed. So whatever it was, it had to work.

"Kyle?" a voice asked.

Kyle looked over and saw Butters.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah...but how am I gonna sneak in?"

"Just follow my lead."

Kyle couldn't believe he was following BUTTERS. But he followed him anyways.

Butters went up to the counter lady, with Kyle still by the doors of the hospital. "Excuse me," he started.

The lady looked down at the blond-haired boy. "Oh hey, Leo," she said in a voice that showed she knew who he was.

"Hey. I was wondering..if I could see little Brovlouski."

"Brovlousi? What for?"

"Please, I just wanna see how he's doing. My parents said I could."

"Well alright, let me just find the room number." She started going through her stuff.

Butters then motioned Kyle to come over. So he did, and ducked behind Butters as the lady faced him again.

"Ok, the room is 306. But don't stay too long."

"Oh, I won't," Butters replied. He then looked down at Kyle, who crawled away, and started to go search for Ike.

Kyle walked and walked, when he sensed that somebody was behind him. So he turned around, and found Butters smiling at him. "Butters, what are you doing?"

"I'm coming with you to see Ike," he replied.

Uh-oh. Kyle never suspected Butters to go with him. He just thought that he was gonna help him get through the first step. "Well...uhh...Butters? Why don't you wait outside for me?"

"Oh, how come? I wanted to see your little brother."

"Because...I just think that it's best if it's just one person who sees him for a while. You know what I mean? It's best that if he just sees me."

Butters felt a little hurt that Kyle didn't want him to come with him, but he understood completely. "Oh, ok Kyle. If you say so."

At Wendy's House

Stan rang the door bell to Wendy's house, and the black-haired girl answered it for him. "Stan! You came! Thank God!"

"Sure Wendy," he replied. "Whatever you need me for. Is it really that bad?"

"Yes, they're gonna kill the little deer who's sick, so I need help to stop them."

"Wait, wait. You didn't say anything about helping a sick deer."

"Is that a problem, Stan?" She came closer to him.

His eyes drooped. "N..no. Not at all. It's just that...they must be killing it for a reason. Maybe there's no way to help it."

"Don't be silly, Stan. There's always a way. But I need your help."

Even though Stan knew the deer was going to be killed for a reason, he didn't want Wendy to feel bad. He smiled. "Ok Wendy. Lets go."

She smiled, and walked away with him.

At the Hospital

Kyle knew he was on the right floor after he got out of the elevator. He was anxious, yet act relaxed as he walked through the quiet hall. He knew he was getting closer. He looked at the room numbers as he walked. 300...301...302...303...304...He kept walking, and got more anxious when he found 305, and then there was 306.

Kyle walked up to it, and slowly opened the door.