**Another short chapter, but just trying to keep you all interested. :) Will be spewing these out hopefully in quick succession over the next week or so, but then I'm away for 3 weeks, so prepare for a short hiatus**
The snow had fallen heavy overnight, meaning that by morning, it was up to knee height. Yet, life still went on and as the clock struck 7, the sound of South Park's children awakening could be heard, just another normal school day. Nothing told of the events of the night before and even if they did, who would care. Two kids shared a kiss. What was new?
Stan's eyes snapped open, as he felt Wendy move next to him. He looked at her and smiled. She was truly something. A perfect girl, good looking and clever. What else could a man want? And yet, Stan still felt some guilt. He had left his friends, put everything into this relationship and abandoned all else. But it was worth it. Wendy was here, after years of trying she was finally his. She opened her eyes slowly and grinned. "Want to do it again?"
Kyle hadn't slept. He had tried to, counting sheep and every other bloody trick in the book, but it had been no use and here he was, bleary eyed, about to start another day. His mom popped her head around the door. "Is everything alright Kyle?"
"Yes mom," Kyle sighed. The last thing he needed now was his over-protective mother watching his every step. He needed his friend. Why did tonight have to be so far away?
Cartman hadn't been out of bed for a week and today wasn't going to be an exception. According to Google, he could have 14 days off school each year before teachers began looking into it, so he was making the most of it. "MOM, GET ME SOME MORE CHEESY POOFS!"
"Right away, Poopykins." Cartman smiled and looked across at the television, showing a re-run of Terrance and Philip. However, as his eyes moved back to the porn mag grasped in his left hand, he caught sight of a photograph on his bedside table, a photo of 4 friends grinning and giving the camera a thumbs up. But those four friends had not been friends for many years. Cartman didn't know why. He missed them all. Even Kyle. Yeah, he'd maybe taken it a bit far, but now he was only looking for a reaction. If only Kyle would talk to him. Or Kenny, the poor kid who he always had a soft spot for. Why had they all left him?
Kenny yawned, tired but happy. His completed chemistry essay lay in front of him and he was sure it was perfect. All he needed was a little push and he could do it. Slipping it into the pocket of his orange parka, along with a note he had written earlier, Kenny walked out of his bedroom door and into the hallway. "Mom, what's for breakfast?"