Stan is Being a Cutie Again!
A/N" yeah I know you can see where this is going... maybe I can twist it to surprise you.
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Dinner was absolutely enthralling. Lauren figured out her strange behaviours and realized they had 'ADD' and other maniacs in the family. It made sense to her, but what didn't make sense was the fact that Tweek wasn't nervous during dinner. He simply sat in between her and Milla and calmly ate his pork chops while looking at his lap. Has he taken drugs or something? Richard aka Tweek's dad said something about their car motor. Bla bla bla about some assistance, and Lauren's mom was gesturing for Courtney aka Tweeks mom, about coming into the kitchen for a nice cup of tea. Milla wanted to show Tweek a movie, and Lauren was left alone again. "..STAN!" It had been longer than an hour, she had to be quick. She kicked off her shoes, so noone would notice, and tiptoed back upstairs. Milla was having her 'Clyde' talk with the silently calm Tweek, and then he said something about sexual harassment and how he's going to make a big speech with Emily tomorrow. Lauren barely knew her way around the school, but noticed all the pink sexual harassment papers tacked around the halls. The hall was almost completely pink. As Lauren found her way to her room, she silently creaked the door open, only to see Stans mittened hand poking out of the bottom of her black comforter. "Stan?" she whispered loudly. She pulled on his arm, slowly waking a hatless Stan up. His hair was matted and shiny, yet it never ceased to have its ebony glow. "Hey.." he drowsily smiled as he leaned up out of his bed. Lauren picked up his red poofball hat, and held it in her lap. It was soft as a baby's bottom. Stan was smiling into Lauren's big hazel eyes and scootched out from under the bed. She fixed a piece of his hair, kissed him on the cheek, and hugged him hard. Stan pulled her in for another forceful kiss, and switched back to hugging her with utmost affection. It seemed to be about 10 seconds, but they'd been hugging for like 15 minutes. "Shit." Lauren was a little shocked to hear that, but she just crossed her fingers that he didn't 'sneeze' so to speak. Lauren glanced at Stan's frozen face, then looked in his direction of sight. Lauren's father was standing at her door, angrily staring at them, jaw-dropped. It took him about thirty seconds to continue speaking. "Lauren Diane, come down to the table with the rest of the family. Make sure he's gone by the time the Tweeks leave. He closed the door in a forceful quiet slam, which meant he was PISSED. Lauren sighed and smiled weakly into Stan's baby blue eyes, before nervously exiting the room. Right before she closed the door, she heard Stan whisper, "I love you." Lauren had just processed that into her brain once she shut the door, and felt too self-concsious to just walk back in there and kiss him all over. She hoped he knew that she felt the same about him.
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Carly peeked out of the library door. All the lights were shut off except for a few emergency lights in the hallway leading to the exit. "Is that fat bitch Ms.Schroeder gone?" Cartman quickly shoved 2 golden oreos in his mouth while Carly's back was turned. He was practically sweating. He had never been this close to a smiling girl since Kristin. And that was a lost cause... wasn't it? Just picturing her with him made him realize that Craig would win her back regardless of what he attempted. "Yep, we can go now!" Carly chirped. Cartman suddenly felt a rush of feelings towards her. Just the way she purely got along with him and saw beyond his attitude, it made him smile. He packed up his oreos and held the door open for her. "Thanks, Eric." she headed for the hallway. Cartman froze. She called him 'Eric'. The only other people who called him that were his mother, the teachers, and Kristin. Then there was his classmates who called him 'Cartman', and Stan and Kyle who insisted on calling him 'fatass'. Assholes. He quickly snapped back into reality and followed Carly toward the library exit. Carly was waiting patiently, holding their beautiful egg baby and leaning against the wall. Cartman picked up the pace and braced himself for the cold snowstorm outside. His house was only a block away. But Carly lived like five blocks away. Maybe she could stay over. Nothing bad would happen...right? Carly was blushing, which meant she was thinking the same thing. Cartman didn't pick up on this, but cheerily smiled as he pushed the door. It didn't budge. He tried again, with more force. It seems the wind had been blowing the door shut. "Aw-aww! Fuck, dude!" They were stuck inside the eerie library, with the vibe of an old woman bouncing off the walls.
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Emily was at home reviewing her speech for the following day. Tweek had called from Lauren's house, (weird), to say that Milla had joined their protest group. God, Emily felt like such a hippie. Then she remembered how traumatized Bebe had been under Kenny's perverted thumb. That blonde cutie sure was messed up! Now that's what happens when you get addicted to porn. Her, Tweek, Milla, Carly, and Cartman would hopefully smack that Sexual Harassment case right in the face. "Alright, so my first argument would be.."
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Bebe was roaming the halls, getting ready to go home. She'd literally COVERED the hallways with posters advertising her debate, and was absolutely revolted that people she thought were her FRIENDS, Emily, Tweek, whoever else, was against her on this issue. God, since when did newbie 9-year olds get to decide the rules of the school? Oh well, best to call it a night...
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Until next time, »aym«