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"TWEAK!"
"So how long does something like that take to filter through the system?" Stan asked, shielding his eyes from the sun as they walked down the road, away from the police station.
"I dunno. Anything from 24 hours to a week, it depends on how busy they are at the time of investigation" Kyle replied "That said, Park county police don't usually have anything else on their plates but the retarded, petty shit that goes on in North Park and South Park anyway."
"I see." Stan replied as they walked down the street. "So, what happens now?"
"We just wait. Let what happens happen. If you're called back in by the police, you need to answer the questions as honestly as you can…while stitching up Cartman, of course" Kenny smiled
"Yeah, of course!" Stan laughed
They continued walking down the street, and turned down the path to go around the outside of south park, along past all the fields and in the open.
Kyle was soaking up the sun, loving the feeling of the suns warm rays hitting his arms. He loved days like this, which south park had very few of.
Kenny found that he liked the sunnier days as well now, since he ditched the idea of wearing his parka all year round. He describes the bright orange coat he used to wear as "the boiler suit" sometimes, referring to how he used to feel he was going to boil to death in the summer.
Stan's mind was elsewhere. He was distracted by the fact Kyle was there. For some reason, he was getting something that he had never got before, or had never noticed. He was getting urges. He wanted to grab Kyle and kiss him there and then, to taste his soft lips. He wanted to do that so badly, but he had to at least try and hold himself back. He noticed that they were passing Starks pond as he felt someone pulling on his arm. Kyle was trying to pull him over to the side. "Dude! What's up?" he asked as Kyle pulled him behind some trees, and Kenny stood guard.
Kyle said nothing, put his arms around Stan's neck and pulled him into a deep kiss.
Stan was initially shocked, after the fact he'd told Kyle off the other day for being public, here they were again, outside, broad daylight and Kyle was attached to his face. Stan wanted to shove him away, but those urges were stopping him. He realised that trees surrounded them with Kenny standing watch. No one was going to catch them without Kenny warning them first. He melted into Kyle.
Kyle pressed his hips against Stan, wanting to do more, but knowing that this really wasn't the time or the place.
"Guys!" Kenny whispered, but they ignored him and continued kissing. "Guys!" he said slightly louder, they still ignored him. "Oi! Gay arse-rammers!" he snapped.
Kyle and Stan broke apart, giving Kenny a death-stare. "What?" Kyle snapped
"Someone's coming" he peeked from around the trees
"Damn it" Stan and Kyle said in unison, slowly dragging themselves from behind the trees out into the opening only to be greeted by the sight of Cartman
"Hey Fags." He quipped
"Hey arsehole"
The exchanged contemptuous looks and Cartman spoke again "Got rid of many?" he asked
"Yup. We've managed to get rid of 3 bags." Kyle smiled
Cartman was somewhat amazed. Not even he could shift 3 carrier bags of DVDs that quickly. "Wow! Ok, what about the money?" he asked.
"Geez. Always about the money!" Stan sighed "Look, you'll get your payment. Don't worry. But We've left the cash at my house."
"Why are you here instead of at your house then, Stan?" Cartman sounded suspicious.
"Because, dude, we wanted to come down here to hang out."
Cartman snerked "Yeah, I'll bet you did"
"You'll get your payment, fatboy! Now leave us alone!" Kyle snapped.
"Alright, alright! Cranky arsed Jew"
Kyle Sighed calmly. He wanted to make a comeback at Cartman, he wasn't sure what he wanted to say, he just knew he wanted to say it.
"Well, I'm gonna leave you fags to your little orgy" Cartman pushed his way between Stan and Kyle.
"Asshole" Stan Muttered as they watched Cartman waddle away.
Kenny smiled "Gay orgy eh? That's a thought"
"No, No it isn't" Kyle replied as they started walking down the street.
"awh! Why not?" Kenny smiled"
"Kenny! We're not having a gay orgy!" Stan spoke up
"Who said I was talking about you frigid old geezers?" Kenny Chuckled "I'm sure I can rope someone into having an orgy with Me and Butters."
"Yeah, but the only others who are likely to actually do it"
"I can use my persuasive powers on others"
"Like who?" Kyle asked
"I dunno. Tweek or someone"
"TWEEK!" Stan and Kyle exclaimed
"Oh come on Kenny. Tweek's too nervous about everything" Kyle replied
"Yeah. Tweek's afraid of his own shadow, let alone being naked with not one, but two other guys" Stan added
"Oh, you don't think I can do it eh?. How much do you want to bet?"
Kyle Shrugged "Ten bucks?"
"KYLE!" Stan exclaimed
"You're on!" Kenny replied "Lets see the money!" He pulled 10 dollars out of his pocket.
"Oh my god. This is so morally wrong" Stan hung his head
Kyle pulled 2 5 dollar notes out of his pocket "Ten Bucks says you can't get Butters and Tweek to agree to an orgy. And I want proof! A photo. You're not conning me out of my money…again."
Kenny smirked "Oh you are so on!"
"You guys have some serious moral issues, I swear."
