How Things Work

Krys723

A/N: Hey guys, this is totally excited! We're in the doubles now and I'm almost at 30 reviews! Awesomeness! Thank you all again for the love, your support is literally the thing that keeps me going. Keep showing me the love and I'll keep giving you the chapters! So this is going to be the last part of this three-parter, but this is also going to be the last part of this arc.

I know, its not as long as arc one was, but I have a lot planned for arc three so that's why this arc is so short. Even though we're in the doubles now, I need to think about what the endgame is. Right now, I have no idea when this FanFic will end, but I know it can't end too early like thirteen or too late like twenty-five. Oh well, we'll cross that bridge when the time comes lol. As usual guys, enjoy the chapter and I'll you at the end.

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING SOUTH PARK-RELATED! I JUST OWN WHAT I MAKE UP!

Date: Saturday, September 24TH

Time: 5:45 P.M.

Chapter Ten

State Fair, Prt. III

Kyle Broflovski…

The Colorado State Fair was always held in Denver, its been that way even before Kyle was born. He had always come here, ever since he was five. Back in elementary school, they were field trips until sixth grade. That's when they started going together after the little kids had gotten their fun and were tuckered out. Last year was fun; he, Stan, Cartman, and Kenny had stayed out with Craig and his gang until the fairgrounds closed at 10:30…this was why they wanted to do it again this year. Kyle had been saving since the end of summer as usual and then he gave his ticket money to Cartman so his Mom could buy entrance passes for them.

The night before, they would head to Cartman's house for a sleepover and then by the next afternoon, they would take the long, two-hour drive to the popular fairgrounds. But Kyle should have known something was up when Stan didn't come over last night like it had been planned. When Kyle went to take his sleeping bag back home the next morning, he saw Stan in the back of his parents' car and that's when Stan told him that he was going to rehab. He had been caught drinking and Kyle didn't notice or do anything to try and stop it. And now he wasn't going have his best friend around for at least the next six months. If he hadn't already paid Cartman for his entrance pass, then he wouldn't be going. Not that it mattered, Stan told him to go, he didn't want to ruin anybody's else's time because he was going to rehab. He also told Kyle to get Butters to take his place, he couldn't just let his entrance pass go to waste.

When Kyle walked back to Cartman's house with an eager Butters, Cartman wasn't the least bit pleased and while Kenny was happy that Butters was coming, he wasn't that happy about Stan getting caught drinking. And this was the conversation for the whole ride to Denver.

"That fucking hippie, if he was fucking depressed then he should have just talked to somebody," Cartman stated as he sat up front with his Mom. Kyle was in the back with Kenny and Butters, but they were in their own world.

"He had a problem, how were you going to solve it?" Kyle asked Cartman.

"Lots of people have problems, Kahl but the only the ones who drink themselves into a depression instead of talking about it with at least their fucking mother are the idiots of the world," Cartman said. "We're supposed to show sympathy for somebody who drinks, does drugs, or what-the fuck-ever is going through their heads, but its their faults their fucked up in the first place. I'm not going to show sympathy for that asshole when he gets back."

"Its easier said than done," Kyle told Cartman.

"And where were you fucking assholes when I found out who my damn dad was?"

"That was your own fault, Cartman."

"Well that hippie isn't gong to ruin my day, let him ruin your day if you want to. I don't know why you fucking like him so much, he's been a pain in our ass ever since he turned ten. It was you who decided to take him back," Cartman said. "Whenever he's not bitching, he's apparently drinking now and now he's in fucking rehab. Screw him, I'm not going to be friends with him when he gets out. Fuck that."

"That's not fair, Cartman," Kyle stated.

"Well, Jew…life isn't fair. You should know that first hand." Kyle didn't feel like arguing with Cartman so the conversation was dropped. Kyle knew Cartman was talking out of his ass as usual, but that still make him feel sad that Stan couldn't come to him instead of drinking. And they were supposed to be Super Best Friends. Kyle felt betrayed.

Time: 6:15 P.M.

Craig Tucker…

By the time they reached the fairgrounds, they saw that it was already packed. Tweek had woken up by then at the promise that Craig would get him some form of caffeine once they were inside. Once they were out the limo and had finished stretching their legs, Token had passed out their entrance passes and once they pass the gate; they went their separate directions. Token had gone over with Nichole while Clyde and Kevin walked towards some rides and Craig was hanging out with Tweek.

"They don't have coffee, so I got you a soda," Craig said as he walked out the line of the first food cart they spotted. Craig had gotten Tweek a large Pepsi. Tweek nodded as he sipped some of the cold liquid through the straw provided. "So what do you want to do?"

"Can we just walk around, I don't want to get on any rides. What if they break and people die? That's too much pressure, man," Tweek said. Craig gave a small smile as they walked towards the attractions.

"There's a lot of people walking, hold my hand so we don't get separated," Craig explained. The blonde nodded as he grabbed Craig's free hand. Craig couldn't help but blush, it felt good holding Tweek's hand. Even though he worked in his Dad's coffee shop almost everyday after school, Tweek's hands were surprisingly soft. "Do you want to go in that funhouse?" Craig used his free hand to point in the nearby, long tent. Tweek moved closer behind Craig.

"T-T-Those places are scary, dude," Tweek said.

"Dude, we share classes with Cartman. This is nothing compared with that," Craig said. "Just keep holding onto my hand and we'll be fine." Tweek nodded and the two headed towards the line.

"I-I-I changed my mind," Tweek said as more people got behind him in line.

"We're near the front, it wont' be that bad, Tweekers," Craig said. "Its good to step out your comfort zone." Tweek didn't say anything as they walked inside the dark room. Craig led the way to the first door and soon they were in a room with a rotating circular floor. Tweek yelped from behind the raven-haired boy.

"Why is the floor rotating? T-T-That could be dangerous," Tweek said.

"Tweek, its fun. Ruby and I always had these in at least one funhouse we went to," Craig said as they stepped on the floor. It rotated around them as they walked across and when they got on the other side, Craig had opened the second door and a clown's face was on the other side, popping out the moment Craig opened the door. Tweek yelped and cowered behind Craig.

"Tweekers, its OK. Its just a stupid clown," Craig said as he hugged and patted the blonde's hair. "Come on, we're almost there." Tweek nodded and Craig led them through the door into the next room filled with mirrors of different shapes and heights. "See, Tweekers. It's a bunch of mirrors." The two stayed in the mirror room, looking at themselves and laughing before leaving the funhouse.

"See that wasn't so bad, was it Tweekers?"

"I-I-I hate you," was Tweek's response.

"Lets find you some coffee."

Time: 6:36 P.M.

Clyde Donovan…

"You don't have to get on the rides with me, you know that right? I'm just looking out on you," Clyde told Kevin as they walked around the various food trucks. They hadn't been on that many rides, but that was because Kevin's motion sickness was starting to upset him so Clyde thought it would best if they just walked around. Then Clyde got hungry and that's why he was scooping food trucks as of now.

"I need something to drink," Kevin said.

"I got you a ginger ale," Clyde said as he returned from one food truck with a taco and a ginger ale. Kevin thanked him as he sipped from the plastic straw. "Do you want to spend money on some carnival games?"

"They don't have anything I want to win," Kevin said.

"I'll win you something, I bet you'll like it," Clyde said. Kevin raised an eyebrow as Clyde grabbed his hand and the two ran over towards the carnival games. They finally stopped at a basketball one. "Look around, see if there's anything you like."

Kevin looked around at the prizes and then spotted some lightsabers as a featured prize. "Win me that and I'll be grateful."

"OK, if I win you that then I want a kiss on the cheek," Clyde said regretting what he said as it came out his mouth.

"What?"

"That's the deal, dude."

Kevin turned a dark red. "Fine, I'll think about it." Clyde gave a sheepish smile as he walked over towards the basketball game and asked how to win the lightsaber.

"Rules are simple, you have to make fifteen consecutive shots in five minutes in order to win the lightsaber," the carnie explained. Clyde nodded and was about to start when the carnie stopped him. "A game costs like ten bucks, kid." Clyde rolled his eyes as he took out a ten-dollar bill and handed it to the carnie.

It took Clyde thirty dollars, but he managed to win the lightsaber and handed it to Kevin.

"You didn't have to waste thirty dollars on this," Kevin said nervous about actually taking the lightsaber.

"Its OK, I don't mind," Clyde said as they started walking around from the carnival game.

"You don't mind spending thirty dollars on somebody you like, is that it?" Kevin asked. Clyde blushed. "You don't have a very good poker face."

"How long have you known?" Clyde asked as he rubbed the back of his head with his hand. Kevin blushed before reaching over and giving Clyde a quick kiss on his lips.

"Long enough. Let's get you a taco."

"I'm in love with you."

"Wǒ de nán péngyǒu shìgè báichī." (My boyfriend's a dork).

Time: 9:24 P.M.

Craig Tucker…

"Hey, Broflovski." Craig and Tweek had spotted Kyle outside the parking lot near Token's limo. The fair was closing down and everybody was gathering back around the limo to head home. Cartman and his gang were going ride back with Token since Cartman's Mom had no intention of picking up her own son from Denver. Craig noticed that Kyle was holding a huge teddy bear. "Is that for Marsh?" Kyle nodded.

"H-H-He's going to be, OK, you know?" Tweek asked him.

Again, Kyle nodded. "He was my super best friend and he didn't tell me he was going through all this again. This is the second time I haven't been there for him while he's been depressed."

"Dude, at least he's getting help," Craig said. He then lifted his shirt, showing Kyle the one thing only Tweek knew about. There in the middle of his chest was the purplish bruise from when Thomas had hit him last week. "My Dad fucking hits me. At least you know Marsh is getting better."

"Holy shit, dude. Why didn't you tell us?" Kyle asked.

"Tweek knew, he saw it."

"Dude! You should see a doctor."

"I'm actually not dying so its OK."

"Craig, your Dad hits you."

"So? Marsh drinks, we're no different. We're all suffering from some kind of abuse. I'm not his son anyway so I don't care. The only reason I'm still enduring this is because of Ruby. He doesn't hit her and I'm not going to take her father away from her," Craig said as he straightened up his shirt. "You can't fucking tell anybody, I swore Tweek to secrecy and I'm doing the same thing with you."

"But, dude—"

"Broflovski."

Kyle sighed. "Fine, dude. But if things out of hand, then you can stay at my house. My Mom won't mind, she's not that much of a bitch." Craig nodded and Clyde walked over with a shorter Kevin on his back sleeping.

"Kevin's staying at my house tonight," Clyde said with giddy smile.

"No, I'm not," Kevin mumbled in his sleep.

"Are you two dating?" Kyle asked him.

"Kinda," Clyde said.

"No we're not."

"We totally are," Clyde mouthed. Craig rolled his eyes as they piled inside the limo with Kenny, Butters, Cartman, and Token soon following suit. The ride back to South Park was long with everybody either sleeping or playing with their phones. By the time Token had dropped Tweek off, he was sleep in Craig's lap so Craig decided to carry Tweek upstairs since he was already going to spend the night at Tweek's. Tweek's parents were out of town as usual, so Craig just carried Tweek upstairs and placed him on his bed in his room.

"If any underpants gnomes are in here, then please leave. Tweek's protector is here and you don't want to piss me off," Craig stated once Tweek was sleep on his bed. Craig noticed two green-capped underpants gnomes emerged from their hiding spots and hurried back inside their entrance hole in the wall.

Craig sighed as he sat back on Tweek's bed. He looked over and saw that Tweek was still sleep so he patted his head softly and sighed.

"I love you, Tweekers."

Six Months Later…

Stan Marsh…

Stan Marsh walked back to the usual bus stop, glad that he had the moment alone. The past six months had been hard…almost enduring. There was a time he wanted to quit or even relapse, but something inside told him not to. His Mom had been supportive, but of course Randy wasn't. He wasn't shocked to hear that Randy wanted a separation by the third month of his rehab. Apparently, Sharron wanted him to go to rehab since he was sure that Stan's alcoholic behavior ran in the family, but when Randy refused…she threw him and his liquor out. And now Stan was back and he was happy to be with his friends again. Yeah, Kyle and Kenny came to visit him, but it was only for forty-five minutes a week. Before he left last night, he promised that he wasn't going to drink and hurt his friends again…especially not Kyle. He missed Kyle more than anybody else.

"Stan?" Stan looked over and smiled when he saw Kyle. Kyle smiled back.

"Welcome back, dude."

A/N: Arc II is finished! I'm going to take a couple of days off and then I'll be back with a new chapter in Arc III. The last arc will be between their junior and senior year of high school and it'll end after they graduate high school! More ships, SUCH AS BUNNY AND STYLE will be revealed in this last arc and I might throw in some Bendy too, I'm not sure yet. I hope you all enjoy and I'll see ya'll next time. Remember, if you want the chapter sooner rather than later, then please before to give me at least three reviews! Stay golden, guys.