On Monday, Stan decided to go see Wendy. Around school, she and Bebe were known as 'the matchmakers,' setting people up as soon as they were asked. Stan didn't know why he went to Wendy after she broke his heart so many times, but he knew he didn't trust Bebe enough to go to her.
Sometimes Stan wondered if the two girls were together.
Nevertheless, Stan went to talk to her.
"Hey, Wendy?" He asked. "Can I ask you a favour?"
"Sure, Stan! What is it? Do you need me to do something? Help with your homework? Set someone up? What is it?" She asked. Stan blinked. Does she really talk this much?
"Uh… yeah. I want you to help me set someone up."
"Who?"
"Well, tell Kenny to meet someone who really likes him at Stark's Pond after school," he said. "Yeah, that sounds about right."
Wendy nodded. "Okay. And who do I tell to meet him there?"
Stan shook his head teasingly. "I'll do that. Don't worry. If Kenny says no, press him and beg him and plead him to come. Oh! And don't tell him I put you up to this, okay? He'll think I think he's a lonely loser."
"Isn't he, though?" Wendy asked. "Well, either way, he won't be for long! I'll go tell him now. See ya, Stan!" With that, she ran off giddily.
Stan was going to go on a date with Kenny.
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Kenny angrily shoved his books in his locker. After their little fiasco on Saturday, Stan had been avoiding Kenny. "Dammit. Damn, damn, damn!" He muttered. Even in the hallways, Kenny would try to talk to Stan, who would just turn away and leave.
Why? He's never done this before!
As he was about to leave, he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. Too small to be Stan's… he thought, wondering why he'd been so hopeful as to think Stan was going to talk to him now.
"Hey, Kenny!" Wendy cooed. Great, the blonde thought. I'm going to get a mouthful of shit now.
"Hello Wendy," he murmured through his hood. Wendy didn't care what he'd said, and just dove straight into the reason she was there. "Guess what?"
"What?"
"Someone wants to go out with you!"
Kenny shifted his hood. "I'm not interested, Wendy," he said coldly. "I don't want to go out on a date."
Wendy sighed. "They said I had to press you until you said yes," he said. "Look, what do you want? I'll give you something. Just go out with them! They're apparently really into you! They practically begged me to set you up with them!" She was starting to throw her own details into there. Stan hadn't really said much except "don't take no for an answer." She decided to try again at Kenny's skeptical glance. "Come oooon!" she whined. "Please do it!"
"I told you I'm not interested," Kenny snapped. In the back of his mind was doubt, though. I'll never get Stan… maybe I should get over him. I guess this'll help… right?
"Please Kenny!"
"Fine," he said. "Only 'cause I can't stand your begging."
"Great! They'll be at Stark's Pond right after school. Good Luck!" She said, running off again.
Crap, Kenny thought. What did I just do?
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A/N: Heehee! This chapter was short again, but I think it's easy to predict what'll come next. Keep reading!
--Chiba