By everyone thinking Kyle and I are in a relationship, that meant more art from the Asian students. It all started with Wendy. Fucking Wendy. However, I didn't disagree with her that yaoi art shows all love is magical. Why did we have to get to know the Asian girls, though? This is why I had my concerns about the minorities. Because they made us gay. Not that I'm homophobic, because I'm not, but this is what happens when you draw boys gay!

Uh oh. Yeah, uh oh was right.

I remember what Stan had said again. If it could happen to Tweek and Craig, could it happen to any of us? Now it's happening to Kyle and I.

"Dude, we aren't together!" Kyle spits angrily in his bedroom.

I'm in Kyle's bedroom again, because I don't have a house anymore. I'm not even sure where Mr. Kitty is. Maybe he's a stray cat by now, which sucks, since I lost all of my stuffed animals, then my mom and now Mr. Kitty.

"Yeah, well, why are you such a Negative Nancy, Kyle? We're swimming in cash!" I say.

"Yeah, dude, but it's just so dumb. I never even knew the Asians paid this much attention to us in school, and the fact that they're drawing us gay...Eck, you know why I can't do anything about this, because of the fact that Butters called me homophobic! I'm not, but nobody is listening to me!"

I then remember Cupid Me's voice. So I say, "What's wrong with two guys liking each other?"

"Exactly!" Kyle says in frustration. "This is exactly what I'm talking about, Cartman!"

Love is in the air. Well, that's what everyone thinks. I just need to get Cupid Me to hit Kyle with his love arrow. Do I think Cupid Me is cute? Well, he does look a lot like me and he tells me I'm cute, but I'm not homosexual.

There's a knock on Kyle's bedroom door then. He goes to open it.

"Ma?" He says.

"Kyle!" She says ecstatically. Then she hands him flowers. "Look. Someone sent you flowers! Do you know who it could be?"

"I have no idea." He says skeptically. Then he looks over at me. "Cartman, did you send flowers to my house?"

"Dude, why would I do that when I live here now? I would've just bought 'em and not bothered putting them all in a package and crap." I say.

"Who the hell sent me flowers?" Kyle asks.

"Damn, Kyle. Why are you so pissed off someone sent you flowers? They're beautiful." I say.

"Sure, it's flattering," Kyle says, "but I don't know who sent me flowers."

"Well," Kyle's mom says, "just keep the door open, okay, Kyle?"

Kyle groans. "Okay, mom."

Then she leaves the room. "They're so gay," she mutters to herself.

"Cartman, I can't let the world be something I'm not. I'm going to try and fix this without seeming like I'm homophobic! What if I break up with you?!" He suggests.

"Oh, Kyle." I shake my head at him. "You can't break up with me. If you break up with me, everyone will just think you're the bad guy again. Remember? Craig broke up with Tweek and everyone thought he was the bad guy."

"But you're the bad guy, fatass!" Kyle spits. "I already looked it up, told people what it meant, and still people think we're gay! What the hell is wrong with everybody?"

"Well, nothing's wrong with everybody. Remember what Butters said at school today?"

"What? How you wanted me to suck your balls? But the only reason I signed the contract was because I didn't think there was a leprechaun!" He says in distress.

"Yes, but you still signed the contract, and you still ended up sucking my balls." I say while smiling.

"Yeah, but it wasn't me! That was the me in Imaginationland that you created because you're a sick fuck! I don't even know why you were so obsessed with wanting me to suck your balls. Everyone thought that was kinda gay."

"I take bets very seriously, Kyle. And now I've got everyone believing my story again." I say smugly.

All he says is, "Good for you," and then he turns around.

I know Cupid Me is the one who sent flowers, but can I tell that to Kyle? No, because he doesn't believe Cupid Me exists. So later, I go to the bar to meet him.

I sit at the table and there is Cupid Me.

"Oh, now you need me, huh?" He says as soon as he sees me.

"Yes, Cupid Me, I need you. I need you to give Kyle a little spark of magic. I don't want you to be jealous."

"Why would I be jealous? Fuck you, dude!"

"Fuck you." I say back. "You have to help me. You have to get Kyle to go on a date with me."

"Fine." Cupid Me says. "But only because it worked for Tweek and Craig and you've always said how much you wanted to be like him. So, you can't quit him, can you?"

"No. And he can't break up with me because everyone will think he's a bad guy. I can't resist it anymore, Cupid Me."

Then, the next day, Kyle had been hit with Cupid Me's arrow. I had been given another hundred dollars from Kyle's mom. Greedily, I took it. When I am at school, Kyle holds out his hand. I take it. And now we are like Tweek and Craig.

"Heh. Isn't this awesome, dude? I'm your Tweek and you're my Craig." I say.

Then he just says, "Dude, shut up."

And we walk to class while holding hands.