A/N: Eek, another short one... Sorry people!
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"And I'm gunna kick butt again, just like last time!" Susie bounced up and down excitedly in the backseat. "Right, Craig?"

"Uh huh." He said dazedly. He was still trying to recover from what happened at Stark's Pond.

"Ok, good." She smiled widely. "And you'll be watching the whole time right? Just like last time?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Good!" She giggled loudly.

He pulled into a parking spot near the soccer field, and Susie jumped out of the car. She ran into the field, just like last time. But Craig didn't even bother to go to the bleachers. He just walked over to the shaded area that he had hung out at last time, with Kenny. He wasn't surprised to see Kenny already there, halfway through a cigarette. Kenny smiled at Craig, holding out the pack as Craig walked closer.

"No thanks." Craig passed up his offer, not in the mood for a smoke. "I'm bi." He then blurted out after a moment of silence. He didn't know why he said it, or why he just said it to Kenny, but it was out and dangling in the air like a bomb hanging from an airplane.

"That's cool." Kenny said after a heavy moment of silence. "Aren't we all?"

Craig looked over at Kenny in confusion, eyebrows scrunched together. "Wait, what?"

"I'm just saying it's normal to have a moment of weakness, where you happen to think thoughts of someone the same gender. It's completely normal." Kenny took a drag on his cigarette, face completely serious.

Craig leaned back against the tree, sliding down it so he was sitting on the cold, leafy ground. "Are… are you?"

Kenny snorted. "Well, I guess to an extent I am." He smiled at Craig, and went to sit next to him. "Like I said, most people are. Having feelings for someone is normal, so who's to say that it can't be someone the same gender?"

"Geez, you're quite the gay pride activist, aren't you?"

"Hell no." Kenny rolled his deep blue eyes. "If I was, then I would be out marching with all the others. I just have strong opinions."

"Oh…" Craig said numbly, wrapping his long arms around his legs as he watched the nine-year-old girls play soccer happily.

"But seriously," Kenny continued, "Don't worry about it. Everything will be fine for you, I can tell."

For some reason, that did make Craig feel a little bit better. He then turned to Kenny. "Why are you into drugs?" He decided to ask.

"Uh…" Kenny seemed taken aback by the sudden question. "Well, when Stan moved, and our group started to drift apart, I thought my life got really crappy. So I got caught up in the drug scene, because drugs make you happy and weightless no matter what your issues are. I then got addicted without even noticing, and I couldn't escape. So I just gave it up and gave in to the addiction."

"You gave up?"

"Yep, pretty much." Kenny raised his eyebrows. "I was only fourteen when I was completely hooked. And to this day, it's hard to get through a day without drugs."

"Wow…" Craig said thoughtfully. "Wait, why did you guys split up after Stan left, anyways?"

"Stan Marsh was the tape, glue, and rope that held our group together. And then he left. Without Stan, Eric felt he was free to do whatever he wanted to Kyle because the poor kid didn't have his best friend by his side anymore. One day, Eric got a whole bunch of kids together by bullying them to join him, and they chased Kyle out of school. Kyle didn't come back for two weeks, because he was too scared. I would be too, honestly."

"Oh, yeah. I remember that…" Craig mumbled.

"But then Kyle plotted out his revenge." Kenny continued. "He hired one of his Jewish relatives, a huge meathead by the name of Carl, to beat up Eric. Oh, boy did he. Eric got a broken arm and two broken ribs. Brutal, Carl was."

Craig also remembered seeing Eric at school with bruises and casts for a few weeks. "Oh, yeah…"

"So the two haven't talked to each other since. No Stan, no friendship. It's like Stan was the leader, the one who kept everything calm and under-control. If he hadn't moved, I bet I wouldn't be hooked on drugs, Eric would still be Cartman, and Kyle wouldn't have a bloodlust for Eric."

"But he's back now." Craig looked up at Kenny. "So maybe things will get better."

"No, don't think so." Kenny laughed. "Maybe things will change, but not go back to normal. They never will."

"Oh." Craig sighed, watching the game again.

There was another five minutes of silence, and Kenny was the one to break it. "So who is it?"

"Huh?"

"The guy. The one that you're questioning your sexuality for?"

"Oh." Craig started blushing, the memory of the scene creeping into his mind again. "Uh, no one."

"Really?" Kenny smiled.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Ok then." Kenny shrugged, leaning his head against the same tree that Craig was. "I won't pry."

Craig bit his lip, his mind racing. For some reason, Kenny's silence was making it harder to keep the secret. But he was lucky, because the game ended only two minutes later. Craig stood up, looking back at Kenny. "See ya." He said simply.

"You know you will." Kenny smiled. "And Craig?" He said before Craig was out of earshot. "Don't worry about the whole sexuality thing. I'm sure it will all work out fine for you."

"Thanks Ken." Craig smiled and then walked away from the shaded area where his friend lay alone.

Ok, you may think that the way Craig just blurted out that he was bi was a little strange, but that's how my friend told me. In fact, we weren't really good friends, but she blurted it out suddenly. Now she's one of my best friends. So it's not complete bullshit.
Don't worry, next chapter has both Kyle and Stan again! So don't miss 'em too much :)
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