STAN

It has been a week since the party and Kenny is coming over this afternoon. We're more than glad since we have so many questions for him. Kyle cooked Kenny's favorites to try to butter him up a little. That was mostly due to my recommendation. Kyle thinks Kenny would answer our questions regardless but I don't want to chance it. I got his favorite beer and everything. I go to the door hearing Kenny knock opening the door. Kenny looks like his usual self, smiling wide.

"Sup," he greets walking in the door. His eyes light up smelling food. "Oh, man did Kyle cook?"

"Yeah," I reply. "We have the TV trays set up in the living room so we can be close to the fire."

"Very cool," says Kenny seeing Kyle walk into the room. He runs over giving Kyle a hug causing Kyle to laugh a little. I stare on remembering what it was like for me when I saw Kyle for the first time after his death. "I can't believe Damien did this."

"He did," says Kyle pulling out of the hug. "Makes me wonder why we were so afraid of him as kids. He seems like an okay guy."

"He is," says Kenny. "I know you guys want to hear about him, but I need to hear your story first. It was difficult waiting all week until I could get back out here."

"Sure," says Kyle. "Let's get seated first at least." Kyle and I sit on the sofa while Kenny sits on the loveseat. He opens the beer drinking some right immediately.

"Oh man I needed this," he says.

"Not hard liquor," I joke.

"Shit I could use that too," chuckles Kenny. "So Damien at least explained the deal with Kyle being a cat and all of that. I mean I'm just trying to figure out how did you two become a thing?" I smile because I fell for Kyle after he was gone. Its sad that I had to realize how much love I had for him when he was gone. I'm than grateful for this second chance at being with him. "I know Stan here was telling me he was kind of into this guy." Kyle laughs making me feel like things never changed.

"Did he really?" he asks glancing at me.

"Hey that was before you turned human," I explain. "I got feelings for you when I was grieving." Kyle grabs my hand making me feel better. Although I know we will soon be down to 18 years left counting, I hate talking about when we lost him. I never experienced anything so painful emotionally and physically. I think I cried more than when Kyle was in the hospital waiting for a new kidney when we were 9.

"I always had feelings for Stan," says Kyle. "I figured he would never return them, so I moved on."

"Did you ever tell Stan that you liked him?" inquiries Kenny.

"Well, no…."

"It would have been a different outcome had you told him," says Kenny grabbing his beer. "I swear you two make everything complicated."

"Shut up," chuckles Kyle. "When I remembered who I was it was hard to even continue to act like a cat. I had to convince Stan to kiss me. You have no idea how hard that was." Kenny laughs.

"It couldn't be that hard," says Kenny. "I mean Stan loved the hell out of that cat, well you I mean." Kyle nods yes blushing.

"Stan was a great owner," he replies. "He treated me well, except for the time he brought Annie to the apartment."

"I said I was sorry for that!" I exclaim. "I never brought her back after that."

"Oh man," says Kenny. "If you can remember being a cat you probably saw a lot of shit didn't you." Kyle buries his face in my shoulder.

"Yes, Kenny he does," I reply. "What's the deal with Damien? I thought you were only gay for Chris." Kyle sits up now.

"Who is Chris?" he asked.

"Chris Evans the actor," I correct. Kenny starts to dig into his food but for the first time in my life, I am watching him blush, oh my god. Kyle notices it too.

"You like him?" asked Kyle.

"How could I not," says Kenny. "He basically saved my life….many, many, many times."

"How many times are we talking here?" asked Kyle.

"Over a hundred," says Kenny eating some more like this is normal.

"Over a hundred!" I exclaim. "We don't remember any of that!"

"You're not going to," says Kenny. "I tried telling you guys once, but Damien said I wasn't suppose to. Not that it mattered because I ended up dying anyway." He sighs. "It was so fucking frustrating."

"I bet…," says Kyle. "I mean I only died once, and it was horrible. You have been through this over a 100 times. I don't think I could handle that."

"Whelp," sighs Kenny. "I can thank my parents for that shit. They did some kind of weird cult thing that put a curse on me. When I was 23 Damien was finally powerful enough to half lift the curse. I was so happy but that almost meant I could possibly die for real. There was no chance to come back at all. I kind of started being more careful. That leads me to date a lot more, you know having fun."

"Now things make more sense….." I say slowly. Kenny eats some of his food.

"Did you guys have sex last weekend?" asked Kyle causing me to choke. Sure, I wanted to ask but I wasn't going to. He nods his head yes. "Wow….um okay."

"It's not my first time sleeping with him," says Kenny taking a sip of beer. "He was my first after all." The heaviness of his words hit me. Him and Damien not only have history but deep history. "Stan I'm sure you can understand why I didn't tell you." I nod my head yes clearly remembering the look Damien gave us when he left that day. It said he would take Kyle away from me without hesitation. I might have lost my life in the process too.

"Does that mean you went to hell when you died?" asked Kyle.

"Not all the time," replies Kenny. "Sometimes though. I didn't mind though because Damien was always there. He took me away from the area where I would have been tortured. We would play games and stuff but as we got older you know….." Kenny takes a sip of more beer.

"He really cares about you," says Kyle. "I can see why he did this favor for you now. It didn't make sense to me that he would do this for Stan. I wasn't going to complain though."

"For sure," says Kenny. "At least now I know why Stan moved out here and the place looks all decked out."

"Whatever man," I chuckled.

"I'm glad I get to see you, Kyle," says Kenny. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," says Kyle. "It's weird because I thought I would hate not being able to talk to everyone but I'm fine. I get to see everyone in cat form and spend my time with the man I love. I mean this is great. Now I have you to talk to!" Kenny chuckles.

"This is so funny," he chuckles. "I mean I'm thinking about all the stuff you did when you were a cat. Planning to scratch Cartman again?"

"If he continues to be an ass yes," says Kyle folding his arms. "Thank god my parents like having Stan around. We went to see them for the holidays and I'm sure they will be doing something for my death anniversary maybe….it might be too hard for them."

"I think they will still do something," I replied. "I will be sure to ask Ike, he will know." Kenny smiles.

"Oh, I will be sure to knock the next time," he says. "I'm sorry but you guys were pretty loud."

"We thought we were alone!" I exclaim. Kenny laughs.

"You guys were screaming each other names like crazy," he says in between chuckles.

"It was not that bad", says Kyle folding his arms.

"You didn't wake up from a drunken slumber hearing ohhh Stan," mocks Kenny. "I mean I was curious who this person was he was dating and then I heard him say, Kyle. I really thought he fucking lost it. I thought you were a guy dressed to look like Kyle at a quick glance. It's why I went back to the room."

"You should have left it alone," I replied. "I could have lost him because of you."

"I know, I'm sorry," he apologizes. He tilts his head. "The sex sounded good though."

"Shut up!" says Kyle blushing. It almost feels like old times. Kenny was telling Kyle about what is going on at his job and his social life. We tell him in more detail how we fixed up the house and everything. In a way, I am glad Kyle and I have someone else we can talk to. I will always be thankful for what Damien did for me. I know he was doing it was Kenny, but I still thank him.