A/n, the next chapter has arrived, yet you can't expect me to be able to update this fast all the time because this is my only free day I have.

Disclaimer: These characters are not mine, now I have to go, my monkey is sneezing on my clothes.

As the boys made their way to Stan's house, Kenny was trying to think of who could help him with getting the present started. Kyle noticed Kenny seemed to be in his own world of thoughts and couldn't help but try and get inside his head.

"Hey, Hey Kenny...Kenny." Kyle wave his hand in front of his friend's parka covered face. Kenny came out of his thoughts,

"Huh, what?"

"What were you staring at the wall for?"

"I was staring at the wall?"

Kyle looked at him dumbfounded, "Yeeaahh, you're kinda spacing out hard core."

Well, soorrrry! Guy here trying to think and all you can do is interrupt me. Kenny said mentally to himself,

"Well sorry, I've just got alot on my mind."

Cartman spoke up, "Yeah, kenny has alot on his mind, but nothing in real life. Kenny glared at Cartman, "Least my mother's not on the cover of Transvestite Turn on." He said irratably.

"Eh don't call my mom a transvestite you poor piece of shit!"

"Don't call me Poor you rich fatass!"

This had not been the first fight he and Eric had been through, but ussually Kenny just tried to ignore Cartman. It was just, today he had been in sort of a bad mood since he woke up. "Your poor Kenny! Your mom's poor too."

"Fuck you, at least my mom Isn't also my dad. God your mother's sick!"

Cartman began to turn a nice shade of burgandy as rage began to fill him. "YYYAAAHHHHHH!" He yelled as he charged at Kenny, but right when he was two steps from him, kenny shifted to the side and tripped him. Cartman went down and took a mouthful of snow. He got up slowly to see Stan and Kyle laughing their asses off at him.

"Dude, you totally got your ass kicked by Kenny!"

"Yeah, but with all that weight moving like it was, I guess he just couldn't stop. HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

They continued their way to Stan's house, Kenny waited for Cartman and saw he seemed to have a bit of trouble getting up. Kenny held out a brown mitten to his friend, but Cartman was too pissed off to get any help from the person who had just put him in the snow. "Fuck off, Your an asshole Kenny. A poor mean Asshole!" Kenny's outstretched hand's fingers curled into a beautiful animal, a bird and Kenny flipped it right at the fatass in the snow.

"Fine, screw you Kenny, I'm going home." And with that, the angry fat boy got up and huffed his way to his house, leaving Kenny to walk the rest of the way to Stan's house by himself. As Soon As he got there, Randy, Stan's father let him in, "Hello kenny."

"Hello." he said through his muffled parka,

"The boys are at the table, we're about to have dinner." He led Kenny to the dining room and Kenny grabbed a chair between stan and his mother. After grace was said they dug into the food. Mash potatoes and chicken legs with corn." Kenny tried to eat slow as everyone else, but when you only get to have frozen waffles every meal for breakfast, lunch and dinner, you get really excited about alternate food groups.

Stan's mother looked over to the left of her to see Kenny's plate completely empty. Kenny began to feel slightly embarrassed at how fast he had gobbled down the meal and he just decided to sit andwait for the others to finish.

After they were done, Stan Kenny and Kyle went into the living room to watch the rest of the Terrace and Phillp marathon. It was kind of relaxing for Kenny, to see two people make continues fart jokes and take turns lighting farts on fire. He soon fell asleep on the armrest of the couch and was totally conked out.

When he finally woke up from his nap, The house was dark and it would seem that everyone had gone to bed, Oh shit, I forgot to tell my mom I was sleeping over, Dammit!

As quietly as he could he tiptoed to the Marshe's phone. He dialed the number and waited for his mom to pick up.

"Hello"

"Hi mom, I'm at Stan's house."

"Why didn't you tell me you were sleeping over, I've been worried sick about you!"

"He tried to keep reasonably quiet, "I know, I know mom, I'm sorry I called so late. I just sort of fell asleep. Okay, Well be back here tommorow early, we're going to church."

"Alright mom, bye."

"Bye."

He hung up the phone and took his place back on the couch. He didn't feel like have Stan and Kyle wake up when he went into the room to get a sleeping bag, so he just figured it was best that he sleep out here. It was comfortable anyway and warm too, something Kenny wasn't used to. He laid his head on th armrest and used his parka as a blanket and drifted quickly back to sleep.

The next morning, Stan climbed lazily down the stairs and found Kenny talking with his dad and asking him sort of buisness like questions. Stan's father Randy nodded repeatedly and was agreeing withwhatever Kenny was saying to him. "Well Kenny, I'll pass the word aroundfor you and wish you the best of luck."

"Thank you, I have to go now or I'll be late for church, byeStan."

"See ya Kenny."

Stan went to his dad and asked him what Kenny was talking to him about.

"You'll never believe this. Your buddy Kenny is looking for a job."

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A/N, Well I took some advice and tried to slow the story down as best I could. Thanks to those who have reviewed so far, your comments have helped me. Be sure to review on your way out, your thoughts are valued.