KYLE
Friday finally came. The storm was worse than broadcasted. Winds, freezing rain, and snow pounded the house windows. The weather dared to try to come in. I hated blizzards even though the school was closed for the harsh storm. My parents were still asleep which was impossible to do with this kind of weather. I barely had a blink of sleep since last night. It would be a good idea for some nice hot coco. So I headed down the stairs to fix me up some breakfast.
Anyway, Cartman had gone silent since yesterday. I really shouldn't care because the get together was probably a set up, but for some reason it bugged me. This wasn't like him. He boasted online how cool it would be to get back together for days. He doesn't turn things down seconds later. Though when he went to school, he was totally ignored as if the movies weren't happening. Of course some of the girls came up to him to flirt, but he seemed to not noticed. I felt... bad for him.
Yesterday, Cartman was totally silent. He didn't answer any questions online. He didn't show up for school. Even when I texted and called him, he didn't answer. He started to... worry me. For me to worry about Cartman worries me even more. This is your arch enemy you're talking about, I reminded myself. Though at the same time, I couldn't believe it. From what Kenny said, he left a pile of canned goods at Kenny's house. At Stan's house were three tickets to the movies. He can't just go missing.
After a full breakfast, I decided to head out to see his house. It would be only kind to see if an old friend was okay. But were we ever friends? From the times he abused the fact that I was a Jew from New Jersey to the time he saved my life from imagination land. To the times I called him fatass to the time I save him from the cold outside when he was in that bunny suit. No, it is wistful thinking. Every time he helped me was in his gain. Though it is my duty, as a person, to see if the other person needs help. Then again, it could be just one of my 'ideas' as my no, says.
I wonder if Cartman's house has changed any. Though then again, Ms. Cartman isn't the remodeling type. One thing for sure was that if she is there, she has loads of cookies and cheesy puffs to snack on while playing games. She always made the best food.
I wrote a note to my parents saying I'm going to a friends and left it on the dinning pease. I took my old winter hat and coat, to hopefully make him more comfortable seeing me. After I buttoned my coat over my mouth and was ready for winter (or early spring) weather, I opened the door to head out.
The gust of wind and weather caught me by surprise when I opened the door. It slammed the door to hit the wall. I could hear faint moaning of my parents waking. Though when I opened the door, instead of the wind pushing me back it pulled me out side.
Out in the weather, you couldn't see anything. There was a slim chance for even opening you eyes. When I looked and felt behind me for my house, it was like it disappeared. I could barely think in the harsh cold. The only way was forward. So forward it was.
CARTMAN
God dammit, why did I very myself in this stupid bet? Something felt wrong here. This was so uncomfortable to be following an angle that was holding my arm roughly through a blinding snow storm. I should of checked the weather before buying the tickets. I really hope that Kyle got the message not to come. I know Stan and Kenny did or I think they did. Oh well, gotta think in the now.
To me what was happening now didn't make me feel any less worried than just thinking about my friends. I was being led by an angle named Future to some place that was supposed to be super important. This place was supposed to help me for my bet with Fate. I met Future just an hour ago, yet I trust her to make a path for me through this blizzard.
The funny thing was that the winds looked strong and sounded strong, but it didn't feel strong. The weather man reported negative temperatures, but it felt like only in the fifties. The whole idea of being out here felt weird. I knew it was Friday, but I don't remember yesterday. It was as if I slept though yesterday. Sometimes, I wish my life was normal, or is this normal? I don't want to give myself a head ache, so I need to stop thinking about it.
For what felt like hours Future finnaly stopped at a long pole that might of been a stop sign. She let go of my arm and for that I couldn't tell if she was gone or not. This made me even more worried. Now, how can I find my way back?
Thank God that Future started talking before I started wondering off. She said, "I will part with you here. To make your way back home you must follow the wind."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean follow anywere the wind blows." She irritatedly said.
"What if I walk the wrong direction?"
"It doesn't really matter to me. Farewell." And just like that she was gone. Though I still felt a presence.
When I looked behind me someone ran into me. It nearly toppled over. Who could be wondering around in this weather?
"Szip" The muffled voice made out to say. It was hard to tell who the person was when you couldn't see five inches ahead of you.
"What?" I asked.
The person took off something that must of been covering his mouth. "Uhg, sorry. Didn't see you there."
"You didn't see a six foot tall, most likely shadowy figure directly in front of you. Funny. Anyway, need help there?"
"Of course I need help. As of there isn't any terrible blizzard blocking the path to my way home."
"You have an attitude for someone looking for help." I said. Though I do like attitude every once in a while. I think it's... cute for some people.
"Sorry, It's just that I had a miserable day so far." He admitted, "Going out into the storm was hard enough. Now coming back were you came from is even worse. Anyways, do you know a way out of here?"
"Yes, I'm pretty sure." Except for the fact I was unsure. "Just stay close, I'll lead you out of here."
We walked some ways in silence. It was really awkward silence, despite the bowling winds and the sound of freezing rain falling pon the road.
"Um, what were you doing out here?" I asked.
"I was looking for my friends house." he replied, "Wasn't the smartest idea."
"Probably not. Did you know it was going to storm?"
"Yeah, but didn't know it was going to be this bad."
"Me neither," I admitted, "I had something planned today. Guess I can't do it today."
"Yeah," He agreed, "I had something planned to with the friend I was meeting. We were going to the movies."
Wait that can't be a coincidence. Who could be stupid enough to go out in a blizzard? I paused from walking. "Kenny?"
"What? I'm not Kenny. Wait, Cartman?"
"Yup, that's me. That means you must be Kahl. Right?"
"Wait. Why are you out here?" We start following the snow again.
"Um," I tried to remember. I followed someone out here. "I'm not really sure."
"Is that your house?" Kyle asked.
I tried squinting through the storm, but there was only snow. I looked behind me to see the shadowy orange and green figure that made up what is supposed to be Kyle. When I wondered how he stuck so close behind was when I noticed we were holding hands. Not the rough Angle of Future way, just a firm grip. I pulled away quickly. I heard Kyle laugh. Very funny Jew. I felt around some and found other front door.
I wasn't sure it was my house, but after slipped my key in the keyhole it clicked whern I turned it. Then I was back to my home sweet home.