Ah, I just love re-watching episodes of South Park that I haven't seen in ten years or more. At first I get the feeling like 'Oh, I've never seen this one before', but then for some reason I completely remember the ending after watching the episode at a younger age. It's like total déjà vu or something. P.S: YOU CANNOT REMAIN SAD AFTER WATCHING SOUTH PARK. Cap locks signing off.

I woke up to find Cartman spooning me, and I felt any sadness immediately melt. Normally I would complain about being the 'little spoon', but we all know he would just tell me to shut up and fucking deal with it. I sighed to myself and smiled. After a nice hot shower and breakfast, we decided to enjoy a little walk together. Something hit me. Mentally I mean. School is starting in the fall, and I decided to be a good sport and bring up the conversation about what Cartman chose to specialize in. He looked at me and smiled. "I thought against going to school this fall." My jaw dropped. I would give anything to go to school, Cartman has the opportunity in the palm of his hands and refuses to go. That pisses me right off. "Why the fuck not?!" "Relax, I was planning on going to spring instead. If I tell you what I want to be, promise you won't laugh, ok?" I rolled my eyes. "Why would I laugh at you?" He relaxed and had a warm, semi-confident glint in his eye. "I want to be a therapist."

I nodded. "I wouldn't laugh at that." "Everyone going through hard times can benefit from a therapist, and I want to be the person to listen to the one no one else will. We all know that I never had a father growing up – and my mother was never home. It hit me pretty hard and as I grew older I began to feel more comfortable with my emotions. Sure, I was still an asshole to people but I tried to keep it on the down low as much as I could. I kept out of trouble and I tried with all my mental strength to never hurt anyone physically throughout high school." I knew there was a reason I took Cartman back every time we fought or had a disagreement, because deep down I knew somewhere underneath all that fat that he was secretly a genuine person.

"What would you like to be?" He asked me sincerely. I just chuckled, laughing the situation off. "It's just stupid and not important." Then he glares at me. Cartman actually glares at me. "Well…I've always wanted to be a lawyer – like my dad… We were so close when I was growing up and we still are now, and I've learned a lot from him." "Kyle, you didn't laugh at me and I didn't laugh at you. Just like I promised. I told you I would help you and your family any way I can, and I intend to keep that promise." His words actually came from the heart. The old Eric would fake innocence and laugh me off, not even giving a shit about me in the first place. This is a totally new person that I feel I can trust with everything I have. I also feel completely protected around him. "But, how will I repay you back?" This time he laughed, but only a little. "I really don't need anything like that. Just watching you stay healthy is all I need. Whether you're with me in the future or not." I kiss him right there in public on the lips. I really couldn't give a rats ass who got offended over gay couples. "I'll be here no matter what." We stay sitting on a rock for a while with my head resting on his chest. "By the way mom invited you over for dinner tonight. She thinks you're a completely changed person and she wants to repay you for everything you've done for us." He seems to consider the offer for a bit but I give him my wide, pleading eyes that he always falls for. He sighs and pinches my cheek. "Ok, ok. You know, one day I won't be so taken aback by your cute little puppy dog face." He waves his finger back and forth to make a point. I pout playfully and rest my head against him again. I gulped. "I was wondering. Do you think we should, tell them?" "If it would make you happy, then it would make me happy, too."

We arrived at my house at around five with my family welcoming us inside with open arms. "It's the end of the summer and it gets pretty cold around this time in Colorado, I want you to start wearing your scarf, Kyle." She scolds me but it's with love. Ike bursts out laughing. "That reminds me Ike, I bought one for you, too." Ha. Now it was his turn to pout. "Dinner will be in a few hours so you boys go have fun." Cartman had a rather sneaky glint in his eye – what was fat ass up to now?" "We should have those few hours for some fun to ourselves, don't you think so, Kyle?" "Cartman! This is my parent's house." I whispered secretly to him. "Sure, we're planning on telling them at dinner but I want to bring it easily on them." He rubbed his pudgy, but cute palms together. "How about a little wager, then? If I win, then you're my adorable little slave for the rest of the night." Guess he still had some of his old characteristics inside him, but I wouldn't have him any other way. I smirk back. "Ok. If I win though, you agree to be my slave." And we shook on that. "What are the stakes?" It would be a good idea to at least know what they are. He ponders momentarily. "You can't go to the bathroom until dinner. No matter how long it takes. If you cave and go – or wet your pants…then you lose." "Ok! Same goes for you!" He laughs loudly. "Oh, my dear boy. You have no idea how large my bladder is."