Because it was generally safer to enter through the window, thus avoiding the various trap-doors and Praise Thy Lord pamphlets that The Mole's mother generously doled out, Bébé did so and entered the spacious kitchen as The Mole, donned in a frilly pink apron, broke an egg into the mixing bowl, as he cheerfully hummed "One Day More!"
"What's cookin', good lookin'?" Bébé asked Kenny, whose had definite puppy eyes in anticipation, just before she joined him at the kitchen table.
He gazed up at her, tears of joy and appreciation for Christophe's Madd Baking Skillz leaking from the corners of his eyes.
"Why, its brownies!"
Meanwhile, in Canada, Stan's hand was nearly devoured by Kyle's Jew Fro, when he temporarily forgot his task of helping his…Super Best Friend…fish bullets out of the huge mass of curly red steel-wool that Kyle called hair, to note that it had started raining. Half of the pieces of the ushanka had been neatly placed in a shoe box, prepared for the memorial service they were planning in a few days, followed by the search for a kick-ass tailor. The other half were going to serve a very noble purpose indeed.
At that same moment, Sheila Broflovski got so sick of Mrs. Garrison's thinly veiled gay-bashing that she stood up and screamed, "MY SON IS PERFECT JUST AS HE IS AND I'M GLAD HE'S GAY, NOW MAYBE I'LL FINALLY HAVE SOMEONE TO HELP ME PICK OUT A DECENT COLOUR FOR THE KITCHEN, FOR THE LOVE OF ABRAHAM!" The force of her scream blew the sofa that Mrs. Garrison had been sitting on backwards, hitting and thus knocking out the wall, revealing Wendy and Cartman standing just outside. Wendy dropped the rock that she had been holding and tried to look innocent, which was hard to do because Cartman had let his rock fly in surprise.
But before the rock was to hit Gerald Broflovski and knock his head off, thus revealing that it wasn't actually Gerald, but the crab-person Cartman had hired to impersonate him, Bébé found herself trying hard not to giggle at the sight of The Mole in his apron, because, not only was it frilly and pink, but given that Christophe was the only friend whose stomach lining was tough enough to allow him to hang around Kenny when she was there, Bébé knew full well that the clothes beneath the apron were permanently and incurably soiled by dirt, blood, and what Bébé really did not want to know, and yet he was concerned with getting brownie mix on his shirt.
Despite the rain, it seemed that the outdoor wedding was to proceed as planned, as Brian Boitano balanced himself on his skates just behind a podium. Meanwhile, guest from far and wide, some who Stan and Kyle recognized, began their congregation, some even finding their seats. The two Super Best Friends figured they should go take their places in a second or so. Kyle grabbed the vital piece of his Ushanka.
And so it was that Sheila, Cartman, Sharon, Randy, and Wendy went to accost Ike about where Stan and Kyle had gone off to. Mrs. Garrison, however, had fallen through the plot hole that had opened up, distracting the peanut gallery from wondering why Ike hadn't been questioned earlier. While she was there, she found the real Gerald, tied up with licorice strings. When the plot hole again opened up, they found themselves in Soho sipping tea with the Children of the Revolution, and wondering why there was a streetlamp in the middle of their flat, ignoring the randomly placed spiral staircase that lead absolutely nowhere.
In any case, Sheila and Wendy kicked down the door to Ike's room, where the brash young Canadian native was watching a live broadcast of Terrance and Phillip's surprise wedding. Before his mother had a chance to chastise him for watching television while grounded, he informed them that Kyle's and Stan's names had flashed across the screen in the televised playbill. Because Terrance and Phillip were the sort to include a playbill for their wedding.
So, Sharon, being the Cool One, went to go make some more coffee, and some popcorn. Wendy pulled out her cell phone and dialed Bébé's cell…
Bébé, who at that moment was savoring the awesome goodness that it Christophe's Madd Baking Skillz, and telling Kenny and Christophe that everything had gone according to plan, and Damien had asked Pip to move in with him and Pip had whole-heartedly agreed, and then did a disturbing giggle that was somehow both malicious and affectionate at the same time (to which Christophe reminded them that it was always the quiet ones…), and now Kenny didn't have to hide out at Christophe's anymore and could go home.
"NO! I'm never leaving! Ever! I'm happy here! He feeds me!" Kenny just about wailed. Bébé tried very hard not to laugh as she and Christophe worked out a schedule for when they should trade off the BFF medallion.
That's when her cell phone rang, and Wendy told her to turn on the news, which they did.
"Thanks, Tom," Midget in a Bikini was saying, "We're live on the front lawn of international comedic superstars and Nobel Peace Prize Winners Terrance Henry Stoot and Phillip Niles Argyle, where in moments the ceremony for their wedding is about to begin, and everyone is dying to know; who is going to take whose last name? Here with me is their wedding planner, Big Gay Al…" but just as Big Gay Al dabbed at his eyes with his handkerchief and was about to give a very enlightening, philosphical, and perhaps revolutionary comment on the natre of love, Christophe realized at that moment that he hadn't had one line yet, and did the only appropriate thing he could.
He burst out into the final line of "One Day More!", ending it with "Beetch!", and then took a long drag on his cigarette.
