A/N: Here's Episode 3
[Inside Kyle's house]
Kyle is sitting on the couch in the living room with Ike watching Terrence and Phillip, but not really paying attention.
"Kyle, what's wrong?" Ike asked.
"Huh? Oh, nothing. I'm just kind of worried about Cartman. He said he wasn't feeling well and wanted to go home and get some rest. I want to call him, but I don't want to disturb him. You know how he can get when you disturb his sleep." Kyle said.
"True, but still, give him a call. You'll feel better once you do." Ike said.
Kyle looks down at Ike and smiles.
"You know Ike, for an 8 year old, you're pretty fucking smart." Kyle said.
Ike smirks.
"I learned from the best." Ike said.
Kyle laughs and messes up Ike's hair.
"You damn right you did." Kyle said.
Kyle gets up and goes to the kitchen. He picks up the portable phone and begins to dial Cartman's number. However, he gets a buy single. Kyle sighs and hangs up the phone.
"Figures. Cartman always does this when he doesn't want to be bothered. Can't say I blame him, though. I'd probably do the same thing if I felt a little ill myself." Kyle said.
Kyle walks back to the living room and sits back down on the couch.
"How'd it go?" Ike asked.
"I couldn't get a hold of him. He must have disconnected his phone, again. I really fucking hate it when he does that shit. It pisses me off!" Kyle exclaimed.
Ike shrugs.
"Well, go pay him a visit tomorrow, then." Ike said.
"Yeah, I think I'll do that." Kyle said.
They turn their attention back to the show and Kyle sighs.
[Inside Cartman's room]
Kenny is still looking at himself in Cartman's mirror and notices his hair.
~Damn. My hair's pretty fucking long. I'm gonna have to cut it. ~
Kenny looks away from the mirror and looks down at Cartman who still has his head resting on his shoulder with his eyes closed. Kenny smiles and begins to run his hand through Cartman's brown hair. Cartman sighs and opens his eyes. He lifts his head to look up at Kenny and smiles.
"I still can't that spell actually worked." Cartman said.
"Well believe it. I'm back in the flesh." Kenny said.
Cartman smiles and starts to play with Kenny's hair.
"You have such nice hair Kenny. Why did you always cover your face with that damn hood, anyway?" Cartman asked.
Kenny blushes and looks at the floor. Cartman tilts his head in confusion.
"Was it something I said?" Cartman asked.
Kenny shakes his head.
"No, no. It's just that… Well… I don't know. I guess I just thought I didn't look good enough, so I wore the hood to cover my face hoping it would make look better." Kenny said.
Cartman's eyes widen in shock. He lifts Kenny's head up by the chin forcing him to make eye contact. Kenny blushes redder and redder by the minute.
"What do you mean "Didn't look good enough"? You were always such as cute guy, Kenny. Hell, even now you're as cute as ever." Cartman said.
Kenny's eyes widen in surprise.
"You…You really think so?" Kenny asked.
Cartman smiles.
"Of course I do, Kenny." Cartman said.
Kenny smiles.
"Thanks Cartman." Kenny said.
Cartman pulls Kenny into another passionate kiss. Kenny wraps his arms around Cartman's shoulders and they remain that way until Kenny lightly moans into Cartman's mouth. The realization of what was going on kicked in and Cartman quickly pulled Kenny away. Kenny looks at him with a confused and hurt expression.
"Oh my god, Kenny. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I don't know what came over me. I just… Oh, god what have I done" Cartman said.
Cartman sits down on his bed and puts his face in his hands. He sighs and looks back up.
"I… I'll be right back." Cartman said in a shaky voice.
Before Kenny can say a word, Cartman leaves the room and runs down the hall until he enters another room and closes the door.
"Cartman." Kenny whispered.
[Inside the Bathroom.]
Cartman sits on the toilet and puts his head in his hands again.
~Why did I kiss him? Am I really gay? That would explain why I never did like any of the girls here in South Park, and my dreams, but still, Kenny? Is that why I never got over him? Do I love him? Great, now he probably thinks I'm a weirdo and won't want to be around me anymore. ~
Cartman brings his knees up to his chest and begins to cry.
[Outside the Bathroom]
Kenny walks up to the door that Cartman went through. He reaches the door and can hear light sobbing on the other side.
"Oh my god, I can't believe I kissed him! He must think I'm some sick queer and probably hates my guts now." Cartman sobbed from the other side.
Kenny feels his heart sink and a tear falls from his eyes.
~How could Cartman possibly think that I hate him? And would I think he's a sick queer? I better go in there and set things right. ~
Kenny opens the door and closes it as quietly as he can to not scare Cartman. He walks up to him and places a hand on his shoulder, but Cartman moves away.
"Cartman, are you okay?" Kenny asked.
Cartman looks up and Kenny gasps when he sees how red and puffy Cartman's eyes are from crying.
"Kenny, I… I…" Cartman trailed off.
Cartman bites his lip and chokes back a sob.
"You shouldn't be getting too close to me right now Kenny." Cartman said.
"Why the hell not?" Kenny asked in a gentle voice.
"Because, the longer you're around me, the more I want to…" Cartman trails off again.
"The more you want to what, Cartman?" Kenny asked.
Cartman sighs and bites his lip again.
"The more I want to hold you in my arms and kiss you." Cartman said..
"Is that what this all about, Cartman? Do you honestly think I'm going to hate you because you're gay?" Kenny asked.
Cartman doesn't answer.
"Move over, so I can sit down, Cartman. We need to talk." Kenny said.
Cartman moves over and Kenny sits down. Kenny puts an arm around Cartman shoulder and gives it a light squeeze.
"You're not mad, are you? Cartman asked.
"Of course not Cartman. I'm not mad at you, I don't hate you, and I don't think you're a sick queer." Kenny said.
Cartman sighs in relief. Kenny rubs his arm and Cartman leans his head on Kenny's shoulder.
"It really doesn't bother you that I maybe gay and that I kissed you?" Cartman asked.
Kenny sighs.
"Cartman, did I try to pull you away? Did I try to stop you?" Kenny asked.
Cartman doesn't answer. He just tries to let what Kenny's telling him sink in.
"Cartman, if you're a sick queer, then I must be a pretty damn sick one myself, because I enjoyed it." Kenny said.
Cartman lifts his head up and stars at Kenny in shock.
"You did?" Cartman asked.
"Yes Cartman. I did." Kenny said.
Cartman smiles.
"You know, I was able to watch you up in heaven. I know all about your dreams." Kenny said.
Cartman blushes.
"I never could see his face." Cartman said.
"Who's face?" Kenny asked.
"The guy in my dreams. I could see the body clearly, but his face was always fogged out. I never could figure out who it was." Cartman said.
Kenny bites his lower lip and Cartman raises an eyebrow at him in confusion.
"What's wrong Kenny?" Cartman asked.
Kenny sighs.
~Oh boy, here we go. ~
"I… I know who the guy in your dreams was, Cartman." Kenny said.
"Really? Who?" Cartman said.
Kenny takes a deep breath before answering.
"It was me." Kenny said.
"You, but how?" Cartman asked.
"Those dreams were my way of telling you that'd I'd be back someday, but my face was always fogged out for some damn reason. I guess you just weren't ready to know at the time." Kenny said.
Cartman looks up at him in shock.
"It… It was you? Oh my god. Kenny, you know what kind of dreams they were, right?" Cartman asked.
Kenny nods.
"Yes, I do, Cartman." Kenny said.
"But then, that would mean that you're…" Cartman trails off.
"Gay? Well, I really always thought of myself as being bisexual, but I guess I am." Kenny said.
"So, my dreams of being with another man, it was you. It was you the whole fucking time, wasn't it?!" Cartman exclaimed.
"Yes, it was. I also gave you that nightmare showing you as a diabetic and dying of being too fat to make sure you would go on a diet so that it wouldn't happen." Kenny said.
"Well, it sure fucking worked. I was scared shitless when I woke up the next morning. I started my diet that very same day." Cartman said.
Kenny smiles and runs a hand through Cartman's hair.
"I'm sorry to have scared you like that, but I just didn't want to see anything happen to you, Cartman. I don't know what I would have done had anything happened to you or the others." Kenny said.
Cartman smiles.
~Now I understand what my dreams were trying to tell me all these years. There's just no ands, ifs, or buts about it. I am gay and I do love him. ~
"I love you, Kenny." Cartman said.
Kenny looks down at Cartman and smiles.
"I love you too, Cartman." Kenny said.
Kenny reaches over and catches Cartman's lips in a passionate kiss. They stay that for a moment, and they wrap their arms around eachother.
~Wow. Who would have thought? Me and Kenny, together. Just goes to show, life really is full of surprises. ~
They pull apart after what seems like forever. Cartman rests his head on Kenny's chest and sighs.
"Kenny, I'm sorry for the way I always treated you." Cartman said.
"It's alright. We were just kids, we didn't know any better." Kenny said.
Cartman smiles.
"Thank you, Kenny. That really means a lot to me." Cartman said.
"You're welcome, my love." Kenny said.
"You know, everyone in South Park thinks I'm end up like my mom." Cartman said.
"What do mean?" Kenny asked.
"Let's face it, Kenny. She's the town whore. It really pisses me off that my mom just goes and degrades herself like that. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother to death and I'll pound anyone who dares hurt her, but, I just wish she'd show a little more respect for herself!" Cartman exclaimed
Cartman bursts into tears and Kenny holds him to his chest.
"Don't worry, baby. Everything's going to be okay, I promise. I'll always be here for you." Kenny said.
Cartman continues to cry onto Kenny's chest. Kenny rubs his back slowly and Cartman's sobs turn into small whimpers.
"It's okay, love. Cry as much as you need too." Kenny said.
After a moment Cartman looks up at Kenny.
"You know, you're the only one I've ever told any of this to." Cartman said.
"You haven't told Stan or Kyle?" Kenny asked.
Cartman shakes his head.
"I doubt they'd understand. As it is, I'm nervous enough thinking about how they're gonna react once I tell them that I managed to bring you back from the dead and that I'm gay." Cartman said.
Kenny smiles.
"Knowing Stan and Kyle, the worst thing they're gonna say is that they ought to kick both of our asses for not telling them sooner." Kenny said.
"You really think so, Kenny?" Cartman asked.
"I know so. Stan and Kyle are our friends, Cartman. They'll understand." Kenny said.
"Yeah, you're right. Maybe I shouldn't be so damn paranoid." Cartman said.
Cartman pulls Kenny into another kiss. When they pull apart, Cartman lays his head on Kenny's shoulder, again and lets out a small yawn.
"You look kind of tired, my love. Why don't you try to get some sleep?" Kenny asked.
"Only if you join me, hun." Cartman said.
Kenny laughs.
"You got it." Kenny said.
They get up, leave the bathroom, and head back to Cartman's room to retire for the rest of the night.
A/N: Next episode: Cartman tells Stan and Kyle. How will they take it? You'll know soon enough.
[Inside Kyle's house]
Kyle is sitting on the couch in the living room with Ike watching Terrence and Phillip, but not really paying attention.
"Kyle, what's wrong?" Ike asked.
"Huh? Oh, nothing. I'm just kind of worried about Cartman. He said he wasn't feeling well and wanted to go home and get some rest. I want to call him, but I don't want to disturb him. You know how he can get when you disturb his sleep." Kyle said.
"True, but still, give him a call. You'll feel better once you do." Ike said.
Kyle looks down at Ike and smiles.
"You know Ike, for an 8 year old, you're pretty fucking smart." Kyle said.
Ike smirks.
"I learned from the best." Ike said.
Kyle laughs and messes up Ike's hair.
"You damn right you did." Kyle said.
Kyle gets up and goes to the kitchen. He picks up the portable phone and begins to dial Cartman's number. However, he gets a buy single. Kyle sighs and hangs up the phone.
"Figures. Cartman always does this when he doesn't want to be bothered. Can't say I blame him, though. I'd probably do the same thing if I felt a little ill myself." Kyle said.
Kyle walks back to the living room and sits back down on the couch.
"How'd it go?" Ike asked.
"I couldn't get a hold of him. He must have disconnected his phone, again. I really fucking hate it when he does that shit. It pisses me off!" Kyle exclaimed.
Ike shrugs.
"Well, go pay him a visit tomorrow, then." Ike said.
"Yeah, I think I'll do that." Kyle said.
They turn their attention back to the show and Kyle sighs.
[Inside Cartman's room]
Kenny is still looking at himself in Cartman's mirror and notices his hair.
~Damn. My hair's pretty fucking long. I'm gonna have to cut it. ~
Kenny looks away from the mirror and looks down at Cartman who still has his head resting on his shoulder with his eyes closed. Kenny smiles and begins to run his hand through Cartman's brown hair. Cartman sighs and opens his eyes. He lifts his head to look up at Kenny and smiles.
"I still can't that spell actually worked." Cartman said.
"Well believe it. I'm back in the flesh." Kenny said.
Cartman smiles and starts to play with Kenny's hair.
"You have such nice hair Kenny. Why did you always cover your face with that damn hood, anyway?" Cartman asked.
Kenny blushes and looks at the floor. Cartman tilts his head in confusion.
"Was it something I said?" Cartman asked.
Kenny shakes his head.
"No, no. It's just that… Well… I don't know. I guess I just thought I didn't look good enough, so I wore the hood to cover my face hoping it would make look better." Kenny said.
Cartman's eyes widen in shock. He lifts Kenny's head up by the chin forcing him to make eye contact. Kenny blushes redder and redder by the minute.
"What do you mean "Didn't look good enough"? You were always such as cute guy, Kenny. Hell, even now you're as cute as ever." Cartman said.
Kenny's eyes widen in surprise.
"You…You really think so?" Kenny asked.
Cartman smiles.
"Of course I do, Kenny." Cartman said.
Kenny smiles.
"Thanks Cartman." Kenny said.
Cartman pulls Kenny into another passionate kiss. Kenny wraps his arms around Cartman's shoulders and they remain that way until Kenny lightly moans into Cartman's mouth. The realization of what was going on kicked in and Cartman quickly pulled Kenny away. Kenny looks at him with a confused and hurt expression.
"Oh my god, Kenny. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I don't know what came over me. I just… Oh, god what have I done" Cartman said.
Cartman sits down on his bed and puts his face in his hands. He sighs and looks back up.
"I… I'll be right back." Cartman said in a shaky voice.
Before Kenny can say a word, Cartman leaves the room and runs down the hall until he enters another room and closes the door.
"Cartman." Kenny whispered.
[Inside the Bathroom.]
Cartman sits on the toilet and puts his head in his hands again.
~Why did I kiss him? Am I really gay? That would explain why I never did like any of the girls here in South Park, and my dreams, but still, Kenny? Is that why I never got over him? Do I love him? Great, now he probably thinks I'm a weirdo and won't want to be around me anymore. ~
Cartman brings his knees up to his chest and begins to cry.
[Outside the Bathroom]
Kenny walks up to the door that Cartman went through. He reaches the door and can hear light sobbing on the other side.
"Oh my god, I can't believe I kissed him! He must think I'm some sick queer and probably hates my guts now." Cartman sobbed from the other side.
Kenny feels his heart sink and a tear falls from his eyes.
~How could Cartman possibly think that I hate him? And would I think he's a sick queer? I better go in there and set things right. ~
Kenny opens the door and closes it as quietly as he can to not scare Cartman. He walks up to him and places a hand on his shoulder, but Cartman moves away.
"Cartman, are you okay?" Kenny asked.
Cartman looks up and Kenny gasps when he sees how red and puffy Cartman's eyes are from crying.
"Kenny, I… I…" Cartman trailed off.
Cartman bites his lip and chokes back a sob.
"You shouldn't be getting too close to me right now Kenny." Cartman said.
"Why the hell not?" Kenny asked in a gentle voice.
"Because, the longer you're around me, the more I want to…" Cartman trails off again.
"The more you want to what, Cartman?" Kenny asked.
Cartman sighs and bites his lip again.
"The more I want to hold you in my arms and kiss you." Cartman said..
"Is that what this all about, Cartman? Do you honestly think I'm going to hate you because you're gay?" Kenny asked.
Cartman doesn't answer.
"Move over, so I can sit down, Cartman. We need to talk." Kenny said.
Cartman moves over and Kenny sits down. Kenny puts an arm around Cartman shoulder and gives it a light squeeze.
"You're not mad, are you? Cartman asked.
"Of course not Cartman. I'm not mad at you, I don't hate you, and I don't think you're a sick queer." Kenny said.
Cartman sighs in relief. Kenny rubs his arm and Cartman leans his head on Kenny's shoulder.
"It really doesn't bother you that I maybe gay and that I kissed you?" Cartman asked.
Kenny sighs.
"Cartman, did I try to pull you away? Did I try to stop you?" Kenny asked.
Cartman doesn't answer. He just tries to let what Kenny's telling him sink in.
"Cartman, if you're a sick queer, then I must be a pretty damn sick one myself, because I enjoyed it." Kenny said.
Cartman lifts his head up and stars at Kenny in shock.
"You did?" Cartman asked.
"Yes Cartman. I did." Kenny said.
Cartman smiles.
"You know, I was able to watch you up in heaven. I know all about your dreams." Kenny said.
Cartman blushes.
"I never could see his face." Cartman said.
"Who's face?" Kenny asked.
"The guy in my dreams. I could see the body clearly, but his face was always fogged out. I never could figure out who it was." Cartman said.
Kenny bites his lower lip and Cartman raises an eyebrow at him in confusion.
"What's wrong Kenny?" Cartman asked.
Kenny sighs.
~Oh boy, here we go. ~
"I… I know who the guy in your dreams was, Cartman." Kenny said.
"Really? Who?" Cartman said.
Kenny takes a deep breath before answering.
"It was me." Kenny said.
"You, but how?" Cartman asked.
"Those dreams were my way of telling you that'd I'd be back someday, but my face was always fogged out for some damn reason. I guess you just weren't ready to know at the time." Kenny said.
Cartman looks up at him in shock.
"It… It was you? Oh my god. Kenny, you know what kind of dreams they were, right?" Cartman asked.
Kenny nods.
"Yes, I do, Cartman." Kenny said.
"But then, that would mean that you're…" Cartman trails off.
"Gay? Well, I really always thought of myself as being bisexual, but I guess I am." Kenny said.
"So, my dreams of being with another man, it was you. It was you the whole fucking time, wasn't it?!" Cartman exclaimed.
"Yes, it was. I also gave you that nightmare showing you as a diabetic and dying of being too fat to make sure you would go on a diet so that it wouldn't happen." Kenny said.
"Well, it sure fucking worked. I was scared shitless when I woke up the next morning. I started my diet that very same day." Cartman said.
Kenny smiles and runs a hand through Cartman's hair.
"I'm sorry to have scared you like that, but I just didn't want to see anything happen to you, Cartman. I don't know what I would have done had anything happened to you or the others." Kenny said.
Cartman smiles.
~Now I understand what my dreams were trying to tell me all these years. There's just no ands, ifs, or buts about it. I am gay and I do love him. ~
"I love you, Kenny." Cartman said.
Kenny looks down at Cartman and smiles.
"I love you too, Cartman." Kenny said.
Kenny reaches over and catches Cartman's lips in a passionate kiss. They stay that for a moment, and they wrap their arms around eachother.
~Wow. Who would have thought? Me and Kenny, together. Just goes to show, life really is full of surprises. ~
They pull apart after what seems like forever. Cartman rests his head on Kenny's chest and sighs.
"Kenny, I'm sorry for the way I always treated you." Cartman said.
"It's alright. We were just kids, we didn't know any better." Kenny said.
Cartman smiles.
"Thank you, Kenny. That really means a lot to me." Cartman said.
"You're welcome, my love." Kenny said.
"You know, everyone in South Park thinks I'm end up like my mom." Cartman said.
"What do mean?" Kenny asked.
"Let's face it, Kenny. She's the town whore. It really pisses me off that my mom just goes and degrades herself like that. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother to death and I'll pound anyone who dares hurt her, but, I just wish she'd show a little more respect for herself!" Cartman exclaimed
Cartman bursts into tears and Kenny holds him to his chest.
"Don't worry, baby. Everything's going to be okay, I promise. I'll always be here for you." Kenny said.
Cartman continues to cry onto Kenny's chest. Kenny rubs his back slowly and Cartman's sobs turn into small whimpers.
"It's okay, love. Cry as much as you need too." Kenny said.
After a moment Cartman looks up at Kenny.
"You know, you're the only one I've ever told any of this to." Cartman said.
"You haven't told Stan or Kyle?" Kenny asked.
Cartman shakes his head.
"I doubt they'd understand. As it is, I'm nervous enough thinking about how they're gonna react once I tell them that I managed to bring you back from the dead and that I'm gay." Cartman said.
Kenny smiles.
"Knowing Stan and Kyle, the worst thing they're gonna say is that they ought to kick both of our asses for not telling them sooner." Kenny said.
"You really think so, Kenny?" Cartman asked.
"I know so. Stan and Kyle are our friends, Cartman. They'll understand." Kenny said.
"Yeah, you're right. Maybe I shouldn't be so damn paranoid." Cartman said.
Cartman pulls Kenny into another kiss. When they pull apart, Cartman lays his head on Kenny's shoulder, again and lets out a small yawn.
"You look kind of tired, my love. Why don't you try to get some sleep?" Kenny asked.
"Only if you join me, hun." Cartman said.
Kenny laughs.
"You got it." Kenny said.
They get up, leave the bathroom, and head back to Cartman's room to retire for the rest of the night.
A/N: Next episode: Cartman tells Stan and Kyle. How will they take it? You'll know soon enough.