Hey guys here's the next chapter! It's a bit of filler not a lot goes on but it leads up to the next few. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own South Park

Chapter 19

"So how's it going Clyde?"

He's looking really exhausted, which is weird for him. He's always so annoyingly loud and shit. He's been acting weird since we came back from our trip. God, I wish he wasn't so fucking stupid. He's going to be acting like this until Bebe does or doesn't get her period. Fuck. Why!? What'll happen if she doesn't and finds out she is, in fact, pregnant? I don't want Clyde to be like this. I can't believe I'm even saying this but I miss his stupid ass.

"I'm ok." He sounds really tired too.

"You sure? How's the situation?"

"Well, only you and Kenny know. Bebe doesn't want to tell Wendy unless she is…something about not wanting Cartman to find out or something…Fuck, I don't know! She's already 3 days late!" Fuck…should I tell him that I told Tweek? It's not like Tweek would tell anyone.

"Wait. What?!" I know I was being a little loud but shit seriously? He didn't say anything about that before!

"Dude! Shut up!"

"Are you serious?"

Clyde's face is red. He's getting upset. Shit. He's going to start crying. Ugh.

"I don't know what to do Craig! I'm scared! I can't take care of a family. It's my fault my mom died! I'm a fucking idiot!" Shit. He's crying now. People are watching.

I grab his arm and pull him into the first bathroom I can find, luckily there's nobody in here.

"Clyde! You need to calm the fuck down. It will be fine. I promise ok? Either way. If she is, you've got like 8 months to get ready for it! What happened to your mom was a freak accident ok? You were a kid! I mean come on. Just calm down ok?"

"Really?" Clyde's rubbing his face trying to get the tears off.

"Yeah man. You will be an awesome dad. You and your kid will bond and shit over stupid things and they will love you. You will be fine. You don't even know yet! It's weird when you're not being annoying." I smile at him.

"Thanks dude. You're the best. Really, you are."

He moves in for a hug and I let him. He deserves it. I'm not much for touching, well except for with Tweek but that's totally different.

"I love you bro." It's a little muffled from his face being in my shirt but I can still hear him. God he's such a mess.

"I love you too. Why don't you go to the nurse or something for a class or two so people won't see that you were crying?" I should get a medal for this, I swear. Best Friend of the Year Award right here.

"Hey so I'm going to kind of sound like a dick right now but Tweek knows about it too. I didn't mean to tell him…I'm sorry. I know he hasn't told anyone though."

Clyde lets out a laugh, "Oh, I mean I guess I should have suspected. He's your best friend, boyfriend, everything…"

"You're still my bro though."

He smiles and fist bumps me, "Hell yeah we are!" Good, he's perking up.

Kenny, Butters, Tweek, and I are hanging out in Tweek's room. Why? I have no idea. It seemed like a good idea at the time, that time being during study hall but now that it's here, I'm already over it. I hate watching other couples act like fucking coupley and shit. Especially when Tweek won't let me act all coupley with him when people are around. Well, unless he's like super high or drunk or something but that hardly ever happens.

He decided he would share his prescription with Kenny and Butters and let's just say how dumb of an idea that was. Butters has practically been all over Kenny this entire time and it has progressively gotten worse since he's taken some hits.

"Maybe we should have a guys party?" Kenny asks suddenly.

"Huh?" I'm not following.

"You know for Clyde." Kenny says like we should know what the hell he's thinking of.

"Why though?" Tweek's confused too. Awesome, I'm not alone.

Kenny rolls over on the floor to face the ceiling, "Ya know like either way we could celebrate. Him being a dad or him not being a dad. Besides, it makes a great excuse to throw a party! No girls allowed!"

"Or Cartman!" Tweek yelps.

"Yeah! Eric doesn't deserve to have fun with us!" Butters chimes in but pauses suddenly, "But wait Ken, I thought Clyde didn't want anyone to know? Won't he be sore at us for it?" Thank you Butters. Maybe I was wrong about high Butters?

"Yeah man he doesn't want anyone to know."

"Shit, well we could still have a party and tell the guys to bring stuff for Clyde. Like a party to cheer him up or something, I don't know! Nobody has to know the real reason."

"If you want to have a party we could do it at my house if you want? Dad won't care." If I offer my place, then I won't have to clean up. Somebody else totally will.

"Oh! David can bring tacos! Clyde loves tacos! His mom makes awesome food." Tweek yells out laughing.

"Hahaha! Yeah he could! I'll bring Faygo and alcohol." Kenny laughs along.

"Ew no Ken! The last time you got alcohol you got cheap stuff! I'll give you money to get good stuff." Butters chimes.

"I guess I'll start a groupchat and get the guys on board." Ugh. I can't believe we're really doing this.

To: David, Kyle, Tokes, Jimmy, Goth Douche Stan, Kevin

'Hey. Party my house Friday night after the football game. It's for Clyde so NOBODY FUCKING TELL HIM!

P.S. - Token you're in charge of bringing the fucker there

P.P.S. - Kenny/Butters got alcohol but need some more. Tweek has weed. David can you bring tacos and stuff from your mom?'

And so it's begun.