Kenny's POV:

It's been almost a month, since that night, when Kyle became mine for real. My life couldn't be better really. I'm not a prostitute anymore. I'm actually almost completely broke because of that... But Kyle is practically shoving food down my throat just so I won't go back to that job. So stupid of him. I'd never go back. Not when he's finally mine. I can't cheat on him like that. Never.

I do my best and try to make some cash in other ways at least. I end up helping people out and doing small tasks just to get some pocket money. It's usually things like washing dishes or cleaning houses. It's also happened that I've ended up picking up garbage from the streets, and once I even got asked to babysit a kid... That some random citizen of South Park trusted me, an ex prostitute and a McCormick, to take care of their kid for a night made me really surprised, and honored even. The child's mother was very happy with the way I had treated her little son and she told me that might hire me again. But I have a feeling that won't happen.

Kyle managed to get into the school he wanted to go to, and we are moving to Denver together in two weeks. We found ourselves an old, little, cheap apartment in the center of the city, relatively close to Kyle's new school. I'm a little worried about how he'll react to it to be honest... I mean, I'm used to living in a crappy house that's basically falling apart so I'll be fine with whatever the apartment is like, but Kyle... Kyle has lived his whole life in a nice house with a family that has had plenty of money. I wonder how he'll react to our new life in Denver...

The first thing I'll do when I come to Denver is visit Karen. She doesn't know that I'll be moving there yet, and she doesn't know that I have gotten myself such an amazing boyfriend either. I'll surprise her with it. She'll be happy, that I too have gotten a better life, and that it's not only her that is doing good. I can't wait to see her, my precious baby sister.

Heck, I don't know how I'll react either. My living conditions will be way better than they've been in this shithole of a town. I can't wait to go. It's not like I hate South Park, I just hate many of the memories I have from here... South Park has always been a strange town filled with unfortunate events, for as long as I can remember.

I've actually started writing a story, like Kyle suggested... It's easier than I thought, and it's actually really fun. As soon as I started writing it I couldn't stop. It's the story of myself that I'm writing. With how far into it I've written, it feels like a sad story, but it'll be happier later on. I promise. I haven't even gotten to write about that night in the rain, that changed everything, yet. I know that there is probably no way in hell that it'll ever get published or anything, but it still means a lot to me. I'm trying to do something good, something productive, that doesn't damage myself. So at least it's a step in the right direction. It makes me feel more hopeful for the future.

"Kenny!" I hear a soft voice yell happily. I turn my head around, from the park bench where I sit silently, and I smile at the strange, excited boy running down the street towards me. His curly red hair is blowing in the wind, and it's partially hanging down over his face, obscuring his vision somewhat. His emerald eyes are sparkling and filled with excitement.

Kyle catches up to me and I simply stand up, and we start walking together. Our eyes meet and we both smile. As we walk our hands reach out to each others and our fingers intertwine. I love this person, with all my heart, after all. In the same silly way that I did over 9 years ago. Kyle is still just as beautiful, and I'm still just the poor loser kid that I've always been. I still doubt that I deserve Kyle's love sometimes. But that doesn't matter, cause we are both happy, and with Kyle by my side I can do anything. I can be anything. Kyle is always there to encourage me. Whether I deserve it or not.

I lean a little closer towards Kyle and I stand on my tiptoes so I can kiss him on the cheek gently. He smiles at me happily.

Ever since we got together that night, we've been completely open about it to others. There was never any point in hiding it. I know that I'll be with Kyle for a very long time, maybe even forever, so it's alright if everyone knows about it. About us. About how Kyle Broflovski changed Kenny McCormick's life completely. About how Kyle saved me.

Everyone took it really well. Stan was especially happy for us. He almost cried when Kyle and I told him. Even Craig was happy. I got a hug and a thumbs up from him. But the biggest surprise of all was that Kyle's parents were okay with it. They weren't particularly happy about Kyle's life choices at first, when he told them that he had decided to become a psychologist and that he was in a relationship with me. But the thought grew on them I guess. Even though they originally wanted Kyle to be with Stan, and for him to become a lawyer. I guess they must've noticed how much happier Kyle has become now. It's a wonderful feeling, knowing that I'm not the only one whose life has become better with this relationship.

Kyle and I continue to walk and we soon arrive at our destination. Wendy's house. We knock on the door, our hands still intertwined, and Stan opens it with a wide, happy grin on his face. I should probably have said Wendy and Stan's house, and not just Wendy's house. Stan has been staying here basically all the time since they hooked up at Craig Tucker's "Welcome Home" party, though he didn't officially move all his stuff here until about a week ago. Stan has also gotten himself a part time job, helping his dad Randy out as a geologist.

We found out why Wendy came back from studying abroad as well. She apparently came to realize that she didn't want to become someone famous or special like that. Wendy moved back to South Park again, simply because she missed her home, this little mountain town. She decided to study to become a nurse since she wants be able to help people. I'm sure she'll be a great nurse in the end. So that's what Wendy's up to.

And Craig? Well... Some people never change... He still smokes like there's no tomorrow and he fucks around like usual. He drinks a lot and I know he's done some drugs here and there lately. But he knows what he's doing so it's okay... Craig has stuff under control... And I actually have a feeling that he's got his eyes on someone... I don't really know who it is, but I just get the feeling that he's interested in someone...

I'll miss these people, a lot, when I leave South Park. But I guess they give me a reason to come back and visit sometime.

And well... What about Cartman then? I wonder what he's up to... I actually heard from Craig that he saw him around once when he was out of town. Turns out that Cartman is actually studying to become a cop. Who would've thought? Well... When you think about it, Cartman would be a pretty stereotypical cop. A fatass eating lots of donuts... I guess his career choice is understandable, as a kid he really liked to tell people to "respect his authority" after all. I wonder if I'll be able to see him again... Even though he was a huge asshole he was still my friend once upon a time...

Kyle and I greet Stan and he lets us into the house. We walk into the living room/bedroom of their cramped, little home, and Wendy is already in there, setting things up for tonight. We decided to have a movie marathon together tonight, all four of us.

Wendy has set up a big pile with different movies to choose from and on the table there's several bowls filled with a big variety of different candies and snacks and there's several bottles of soda too. If I know myself right I will eat and drink a lot of that... I actually have a pretty big sweet tooth, but it's not like I can afford buying my own candy very often... I'd feel bad about eating too much of this but I know that they don't mind. Wendy is really sweet, and Stan knows about my situation so it's alright.

When Wendy sees us she smiles, before she comes up and hugs me and Kyle happily. She then walks up to Stan who's standing right behind us and she gives him a peck on the lips. Seeing Wendy do that makes me want to kiss Kyle like that too. So I do. Wendy and I then exchange looks and we both smile.

The four of us end up having a great night. We watch as many movies as we can, from many different genres, though most of the movies seem to have some sort of romance in them. Stan ends up sitting in the bed with Wendy snuggling close to him while she's sitting comfortably in his lap. They look beautiful together. They really do.

I sit right beside Kyle, on the floor in front of Stan and Wendy. Our thighs are pressed together closely next to each other, and Kyle has an arm wrapped around my shoulder. I hope Kyle and I look beautiful together too, in the same way that Stan and Wendy do.

Tonight was a great night and we all had lots of fun.

It's weird how it all turned out so well. Not so long ago everything was such a mess. I never imagined we'd end up like this. But I'm really glad we did. Life has never been better than this.

Stan's POV:

Kyle and Kenny leave at around 2.30 in the morning. They both tiredly wobble out of the house, and if I know them right they'll end up sleeping in Kyle's bed together tonight. I doubt Kenny has the energy to walk home himself after dropping Kyle off.

It was an awesome night. I'm glad I can spend times like this with my friends and my beautiful Wendy. I know that Kenny and Kyle will be gone soon, and I'll miss them lots. But I'll be alright.

"Stan..." Wendy says, as she sneaks up from behind me and hugs me, while I'm busy trying to clean up the room a bit. "I love you." She tells me in such a sweet voice and if heaven was a sound I swear that'd be it.

"I love you too Wendy." I say and spin around to kiss her softly. When our lips disconnect she smiles at me gently.

"It's late... We should get to bed... Let's clean up tomorrow instead." She suggests, her eyes looking a bit dazed because of how tired she is. Wendy isn't much of a night owl really, I'm surprised she's been able to stay up for this long. I smile at her and I nod, even though I'm not very tired.

Wendy lays here next to me, curled up and sound asleep, but I am still wide awake, staring up at the white ceiling.

I lay here and I just think. I think about Wendy, I think about Kenny, I think about Kyle. I think about everything that has happened lately. It's strange. It feels like yesterday, that I stood there in the rain, and cried my eyes out, while kissing Kyle passionately. Yet it feels like it was so long ago. It's so far away. I lay here with a smile on my face and I think of how it all turned out so perfectly. I got such a beautiful and amazing girlfriend, I managed to still keep Kyle in my life, I got Kenny back as a friend, I have a decent job, and I have a comfortable home, where the person I love waits for me every night after work.

I never thought, when I wandered along the streets in such a poor mental state that night, I never thought that Wendy Testaburger, the love of my life, would show up. But she appeared and before I knew it, she had changed everything.

My mind continues to wander and I think of many happy thoughts. Thoughts of how it all turned out right, and time flies away. When I next look at the clock on the wall it's almost 5 in the morning. That's when I actually start to feel tired. I wrap my arms around my precious little angel, Wendy, holding her softly in my loving embrace as I fall into a slumber.

I will probably wake up to Wendy yelling at me in the morning, cause I'll be too tired and exhausted to get up if she doesn't. But that doesn't matter right now. And it's okay, cause Wendy is really cute when she's mad, and she then makes the most adorable pouty faces. But after some cuddling and apologies her anger will be forgotten anyway and our day will continue happily.