A/N: I know I said updates might be coming a little slower, but I couldn't help but get this chapter in before I forgot.

How I wished I had some friends. Pip thought sadly as he traipsed through the snow. Especially someone who loved me as much as Kyle loves Stan. Stan seemed to be well liked and pretty popular with the other students. He had no enemies and didn't have to deal with insults and being the butt of everyone's jokes.

Even though Stan had rebuffed him the other day, he was willing to overlook that, since Pip had fallen madly in love with the black haired boy sometime early this year. He didn't know what it was about Stan, but there was just something that attracted Pip to him more than any other person at school.

He wished it had been him in that basement with Stan instead of Kyle. He wished Stan had been kissing and touching him. He knew he would never have Stan for his own, he was way out of his league, but it didn't hurt to dream.

In the cozy warmth of his kitchen, Pip took out the phone book and rifled through the pages until he came to the M's. He told himself he was only calling him just to borrow his Spanish notes. Nothing else.

Ring ring.

"Hello?" A woman's voice answered on the third ring.

"Hello, this is Pip, a classmate of Stan's. I was wondering if I could talk to him, if it wouldn't be too much trouble?" Pip asked. His fingers gripped the edge of the phone book, almost ripping the frail page into bits.

"I'm sorry, but Stan and his best friend Kyle went over to Eric Cartman's. May I leave a message?." Mrs. Marsh said politely. Pip felt disappointed and relieved at the same time.

"No, that's ok. Thank you."

"Alright. Bye." They hung up.

Pip turned the pages back to the C's and his eyes roamed the delicate sheets. They lit up as they found their target. He decided to pay Stan a visit.

"Where the hell were you homos today at lunch?" Cartman complained. The trio were sitting on the couch of Cartman's house, watching TV, or rather, helping Cartman with his Spanish homework, and benefiting from it themselves since all three of them had the same class together.

"I didn't have anyone to carry my lunch tray." He whined. Stan and Kyle glanced at each other.

"We...had... stuff to do." Kyle said quickly. Stan nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we went to the library to do some research."

Cartman snorted. "Research my ass. You two were probably fucking each other somewhere on school grounds, just begging to be caught." His textbook sat loosely on his lap, forgotten and unloved. He was currently flipping through the channels, not even stopping to see what each one was about.

"Not fucking exactly." Stan said. Kyle gave him a look.

"More like giving each other tonsillitis." Kyle snickered.

Cartman made a face. "That's real nice, you guys. Thanks. Thanks for that mental picture."

"I thought you called us over here so we could help you with your homework, not talk about where we went during lunch." Stan reminded him.

"Yeah, yeah. So what? I was bored so I asked you guys to come over. What's the big deal?" Was Cartman's response.

"Dude. If you only asked here just to keep your fat ass company, then we're leaving." Stan huffed. Cartman grabbed his arm to keep him from getting up.

"Don't get your panties all in a bunch, Stan. Sit your white ass back down and make yourself comfortable. Don't forget about our arrangement."

Stan grimaced and settled back into the couch. "I don't wear panties." Stan grumbled. Kyle bit his lip to keep from laughing as he flipped through Cartman's textbook when the doorbell chimed.

"Kyle, could you please get that?" Cartman asked in a bored tone. Kyle sighed and went to answer the door. He was shocked to find Pip on the doorstep.

"Hello, Kyle." Pip greeted Kyle shakily. "I was told Stanley was here. I was won-wondering if I could please talk to him?" Pip wrung his hands together nervously. Kyle had never seen someone look so anxious. Kyle shrugged and motioned to Stan.

Stan looked up in surprise. Cartman was surprised as well. He approached the blond haired boy and waited.

"Um, I was wondering if I could possibly borrow your Spanish notes?" The two other boys had to notice how bad Pip was trembling, both inside and out.

"My Spanish notes?" Stan repeated incredulously.

"Um, yeah. If you don't have them now, I can just get them from you tomorrow or something." Pip said.

"No, no, that's ok. Wait a second." Stan went over to his backpack and pulled out his red Spanish notebook, which he handed over to Pip. Pip took it slowly, staring intently at Stan's questioning face.

God, he's so beautiful. Pip's heart ached for him." Thanks, Stan. I'll return it as soon as possible."

"Ok."

Pip stood there for a moment, as if wanting to say something more, but then turned and left. Kyle closed the door and gave Stan a puzzled look. "That was fucking weird."

Stan nodded. "Yeah it was." He shrugged and they returned to the couch and resumed their studying and Cartman returned to his channel surfing.

Stay tuned for the next installment...

Fooled you, didn't I? :p :p