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Unexpected, Uninvited
Stan and Kyle lay there on Stan's bed fast forwarding through one of Cartman's DVD's. They had 3 piles of DVD boxes next to the bed. One with a post-it note that said "Unwatched" on it, one with a post-it that said "Us" on it and one with a post-it that said "Not us" stuck to it.
Kyle was resting his head on Stan's chest and Stan was fiddling mindlessly with one of Kyle's Albern locks with one hand, the remote for the DVD player in the other.
"This would be so much easier if we hadn't gone to the cinema that day" Kyle said boredly
Stan smiled down at him "Yeah" he replied. Kissing the top of Kyle's head softly
They heard footsteps coming up the stairs and calmly moved apart, just in case someone came into Stan's room, and someone did, Sharon. "Ok boys, we're going out for a few hours. We'll be late back so don't wait up for us, will you be OK on your own?"
"We'll be fine, thanks mum" Stan replied blankly, not taking his eyes off the TV screen.
"See you later, sweetie. Bye Kyle."
Kyle turned around and smiled "Bye, Have a good time"
With that, Sharon left the room. They listened for the front door opening and closing before Stan and Kyle fell back onto each other.
"You're such a kiss-up, you know that?" Stan smiled
"kissing-up never hurt anyone" Kyle said lazily as he lay there.
"true" Stan replied. He gave Kyle a kiss on the cheek and sat up.
Kyle giggled slightly
"What?" Stan asked, looking confused
"nothing it's just I remembered something from when we were in elementary school" Kyle smiled as Stan stood up.
Stan walked over to the DVD player, took the disc out into it's box and tossed into the "Not us" pile "What?" He looked a little confused
"Do you remember, we used to use 'Fag', 'Gay', 'Homo', 'Queer' and all that as insults?"
Stan nodded
"Don't you find it just a little bit ironic that we used to use those words as insults, like the few times that I turned around said to you 'arse rammer' and now…we're…well…" Kyle trailed off as Stan came right up nose-to-nose with him.
"Gay with each other?" Stan asked right before kissing Kyle softly
"Yeah"
"Maybe it's Karma." Stan chuckled
Kyle Glared at him. For some reason, he was suddenly really feeling guilty for using homosexuality as an insult "It's not funny, Stan" Kyle pouted
"Yes it is. Anyway, all that stuff is just to do with growing up. Ike does it now, so do all the other third and forth graders. The amount of times I walk past the elementary school and hear "ass rammer" being called across the playground is unbelievable."
"True" Kyle replied, still not feeling a hundred percent satisfied with the answer
"I wouldn't worry about it. What's done is done and cannot be…" Stan was cut off by a noise outside his window "…what on earth was that?"
Kyle looked around, unsure of where the noise came from "I have no idea"
Stan got up and walked over towards the window as the noise came again. He realised that someone was throwing pebbles at his window. "what the? Who the hell's doing that…Oh" He looked outside the window to see Wendy standing there with Cartman "This just keeps getting better and better"
"What?" Kyle got up and followed Stan as he raced down stairs to the front door "Oh" He said as Stan opened the door and he saw what was there.
"What are you two doing here?" he asked
"What's HE doing here?" Wendy snarled
"Fixing Fatboy's computer and staying for a few nights just while his room is painted."
"CARTMAN!" Kyle pushed past Stan, Grabbed Cartman by the front of his clothes and growled at him "what the HELL do you think you're playing at?"
Cartman smirked in reply "I just came over to see how you were getting on with my computer"
"What did you tell her?" Kyle pointed at Wendy, who Stan was trying to control
"I just told her that you and fag boy we're spending a few nights in the same room. She drew her own conclusions. I see you're eye is still pretty bad then"
"Yeah, no thanks to you, fatso" Kyle dropped Cartman
"Don't call me fat, But fucker"
Kyle shot Cartman a death stare, but slowly a smirk spread across his face "You know, with all the effort you put into making our lives hell, you know, filming us, coming up to us in school, bringing Wendy here...anyone would think you have a thing for Stan or me, or the two of us together"
"Fuck you, arsehole"
"Oh god, please, no thanks. I'd really rather not be fucked by you. Stan's a much better catch" Kyle retorted as he turned hic back to Cartman and headed back towards Stan's house.
"But Stan! We saw you together! You've both been pretty much joined at the hip over the last few days" Wendy complained.
Stan coverd his eyes with his hands and tried to control his temper "Look! We've been friends for a very long time! Don't you think it's normal? Unlike half the football team, I don't accuse you of sleeping with Bebe, do I?"
"Wendy, Please, go away" Kyle approached her from behind "For your own sake as much as anyone else's" he said calmly
"What?" she asked, sounding like she was about to cry
"All you're doing when you keep coming up to Stan, is pissing him off more and more. Think about it, the more pissed off he is with you, the less chance you have"
Stan just stood there, not quite knowing what to think. He would have thought that with the fact Wendy was trying to win Stan back, that would have pissed Kyle off.
"Wendy, for your own sake, as much as anyone else's, please, go home." Kyle said, softly.
Wendy opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again and nodded, tears beginning to well-up in her eyes. She turned around and slowly walked away, Leaving Cartman absolutely speechless.
"Go the fuck away, Cartman. And if you try anything like that again, the deal is off." Stan growled
"Whatever, pair of fags" Cartman replied
Stan turned around to walk back into the house, Followed by Kyle who flipped him off before they closed the door.
