Title: A Lifetime of Style

Disclaimer: I do not "own" South Park or any of its characters. The lucky bastards Trey Parker and Matt Stone do, however. I only own this plot idea.

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Chapter 2: Funny

The kids were now in sixth grade. Stan would be turning 12 in a couple weeks.

It was Friday afternoon on a typical October day in South Park. Stan and Kyle were walking to Stan's house so he could get his stuff for their weekly sleepover, which would be taking place at Kyle's.

"Look, Stan, why can't you just reactivate it? You don't even have to sign in!" Kyle told his friend as they walked into Stan's house. The two inseparable pals were once again having the dreaded Facebook argument.

"Kyle, first it's just having a Facebook account. Next, everyone, including you, will be on my ass about why I'm not on it enough. I'm not getting suckered into that again, Kyle!"

Kyle raised his hands, conceding defeat. The boys moved on to another topic, as they didn't want to have a fight on the day of their most sacred best friend tradition. Stan packed a few things in his small overnight bag. As the boys were exiting Stan's room, Randy showed up.

"Oh, hey boys. Where are you headed?"

"Kyle's house. It's Friday, so that means our weekly sleepover."

"That's nice. Stan, can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Dad…"

"No, it's fine, Stan. Go ahead, Mr. Marsh, I'll just wait outside."

Once Randy saw that Kyle had closed the front door, he pulled Stan aside.

"Look, Stan, I get that Kyle is your best friend. But you're turning 12 in two weeks, and Kyle's going to be 12 soon too. You guys are getting to that point where it's going to be odd having weekly slumber parties, hanging out nearly every minute of the day, and showing all that affection. People will think you two are funny."

Stan sighed angrily. Randy had given this speech many times. Stan didn't understand what the big deal was. Sure, he and Kyle spent a great deal of time together and were more comfortable showering each other with love and affection than most boys their age, but why did people have to bring attention to it? Either way, he couldn't care less. He'd never abandon Kyle.

"What's the big deal with being 'funny,' Dad? Does 'funny' mean that Kyle and I can be ourselves and be content with our friendship? Plus, isn't 'funny' supposed to be a form of being happy? Because if that's true, I'd rather be 'funny' with Kyle than miserable without him!" Stan says, standing up to Randy. He takes his overnight bag and leaves with his super best friend.

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