Authors notes: hey, sorry for taking a long time to update. Had no internet till Friday, long story. But here it is now. ENJOY XD

The journey back was pretty uneventful, Kyle and Wendy went back to school, saying they'd come over tonight. So Stan was stuck in his parent's car semi listening to their conversation. He found it hard to concentrate, was everything always this loud? It sounded like his parents were practically screaming, and the car was about to explode. Everything was so bright and clear as well; it's as if all his life he's been wearing misty glasses and now he's taken them off. His sense of smell had also improved. Little scents became stronger like his father weak aftershave and mothers shampoo. Five minutes before they even drove past KFC he could smell the succulent Kentucky fried chicken.

This is really strange, Stan thought, first I can heal quickly now all my senses have increased. Seems his brain power hadn't improved though because he still couldn't figure it out. He pushed these thoughts back as they pulled up outside their house. Stan jumped out and ran to the door; his stomach growled as he waited for his mom to walk up and open the door. He ran straight to the kitchen and ransacked it for food. "Someone's hungry" Sharon laughed

"I could cook you something if you want" randy said; Stan looked up and faced his dad

"No thanks dad, I want to food now, not in three hours" he stated, he had never forgot when his father became the school chef and everyone had to waste the whole of lunch just to get some food. He found a large bag of cheesy poofs and triumphantly grabbed them. He ran back to the living room and jumped onto the sofa and began to demolish the bag. God he was hungry! Soon the bag was empty. His stomach was silent; finally he managed to fill it! He lay back on the couch and looked up at the ceiling. Was it always this dirty? He could see every speck of dust on it. He sat back up; this eyesight thingy was going to drive him crazy!

He walked over to the TV and turned it on along with the x-box 360 and sat back down with the controller and began to play. This should kill a few hours he thought as he began to kill the dragons on skyrim using a range of techniques and continuing the story.

In what seemed like minuets he saw that it was already dark. That was quick he thought. There was a loud knock on the door; well it probably wasn't that loud but his ears seemed to amplify everything. He walked over and opened the door, Wendy stood outside wearing grey skinny jeans and a purple coat "hey" he said and stepped aside to let her in. she smiled and walked in. she took off her ugg boots and her coat revealing a light blue zip up. "Here" he said and took her coat and hung it up on the banister. "Thanks" she replied "Kyle said he can't come over; he's got a biology exam tomorrow and wanted to revise some more"

"Shame" Stan said but secretly he was happy, this meant he could spend more time with Wendy. "So, you brought a movie?" he asked she nodded and pulled a DVD from her pocket and handed it to him. He read the title "oh, the woman in black, sure you want to watch it?" Wendy stared

"No, I just brought the box over, Dora the explorer is in it" she sarcastically replied.

"You have that" he asked in mock excitement, she play punched him and he yelped "shut up and get the popcorn, I can set up"

"Yes mam" Stan said and saluted her, which aren't him another punch but harder, he ran off before she could do more damage.

He found the popcorn and threw it the microwave once it finished he grabbed it out and began playing hot potato with it because it was burning his hands "ow, hot, hot ow!" he cursed quietly. Once turning everything off he ran into the living room, where Wendy was already seated on the sofa, waiting "took your time" she stated. He shook the bag

"Don't bite the hand that feeds you" he joked as she bit the air. They both laughed and he sat down on the other end. She pressed play and the movie started. Stan could hear slight movement and saw Wendy move closer to him. "What are you doing" he asked. She blushed but eyed the popcorn.

"I've came to liberate the food from you" she stated. Stan clutched it defensively. She sighed "guess I'm going to have to do this the hard way" and pounced on him trying to grab the bag. He was frozen for a moment but then joined in; he held the bag as far away from her as he could and held her back. "Stan" she whined "damn it! Give it to me!" he laughed at her feeble attempts. "Augh! Why are you so strong!" she tried to push his arm off her, but it wouldn't budge. Damn he was stronger.

She managed to wriggle her arm free and elbowed him in the stomach. "Ow!" he let go and doubled over. She grabbed the bag. It never hurt him but he stayed down. "Stan?" she asked, she sounded worried when he didn't reply. She gently put her free hand on his back, he shivered at her touch. "Stan i…"she said but never got to finish as he jumped up and pinned her down; she screamed and dropped the popcorn. "Stanley Marsh, you're such an arsehole!" she said angrily, he grinned at her as she tried to wriggle free. "Not this time" he laughed. He looked at her and smiled, she looked so beautiful. She glared at him with her brilliant grey eyes. Just like the moon he suddenly thought, mysterious and beautiful. Her annoyed expression faded as she stared into his eyes. He released her and leaned closer; she did the same and closed her eyes…

Stan heard footsteps and reluctantly broke apart before he managed to kiss her. "What the hell is going on?" randy demanded, standing at the door with just his boxers on.

"Dad!" Stan shouted "cover up, Wendy's here!" his dad saw her and slid behind the door.

"Sorry, and oh I see, so you two were..."

"No!" they both said in unison. "We're watching a horror movie and part of it scared me so I screamed and dropped the popcorn" Wendy said. Randy looked at the TV, then the floor and finally to the innocent looks on their faces. "Okay" randy said after seeing that the story fitted to the scene "just be a bit quieter please, and someone pick that popcorn up" and with that he walked back upstairs. "Phew good thinking wen's" he said and she grinned

"Well I had to think of something" she knelt down and picked the bag up. Stan picked up the pieces on the floor. Thankfully there wasn't many and he threw them in the bin. They sat down again. "Share?" she asked and shook the bag, he grinned and she moved next to him. Stan reminded the movie as they had missed the first ten minutes; "let's try this again" he laughed as they began to watch the movie.

Damn this movie was weird. It had even started to freak him out! But he never showed it, of course. Wendy on the other hand was yelping loads. Thank God they had already eaten the popcorn otherwise it would be everywhere. Whenever he would laugh at her, she would hit him with the cushion she was using to shield her eyes.

At a part they both jumped and Wendy grabbed onto him and buried her face into his chest. "Wen's what are you doing?" he asked he could feel himself becoming red. She never moved but spoke into his chest. "Not moving" she muffled, her breath tickled his chest. "I think you cushion is getting jealous" Stan stated. She kept in the same position "don't care, you're doing a better job" she muffled again. He could feel and hear the fast beat of her heart. He held his breath as he put his arm around her, she stiffened at first but then relaxed, and he relaxed to. "So how am I doing a better job?" he asked, this time she looked up and faced him. He eyes gazed at him "I don't know, you make me feel safe" she replied. He smiled and went red; thankfully it was dark so she couldn't see him. She rested her head on his shoulder and began to watch the movie again, Stan was still grinning madly.

He barely noticed what was going on; he was more preoccupied with Wendy's head on his shoulder and her hand resting on his. God why does she have this effect on me? During the next hour they jumped and laughed trying to make it less scary.

The movie finished and they both sat up and stretched. He took the DVD out and turned it all off. He handed the movie back in its box to Wendy. She lazily grabbed it and stood up. "Well, I won't watch that again!" she laughed, he smiled and agreed. "Hey did you want me to walk you home?" he asked. She nodded "I'll make sure no ghost tries to kill you" he laughed. She put her boots on and her coat, he threw an old pair on trainers on. "You need a coat on" she stated. He shook his head

"Nah, I feel really warm; besides I'm just walking you home and coming back, I'll be fine"

"Your inside of course you'll be warm" she stated, he opened the door and jogged out

"Coming" he asked

"God you're so stubborn!" she shouted and walked out, it was cold but he never felt it. Even Wendy shivered under all her layers. But this was Colorado after all, one of the coldest places on earth.

They reached the house; he stopped and faced her. "well see ya wen's" he said "we can meet up on the weekend, I'm coming back to school after" she smiled at him warmly and stepped closer to him "yeah, I'd like that, bye Stan and thanks for walking me home" she hugged him for a few seconds before running to her house and going in. they waved at each other again before she went in. He smiled happily and began to walk home. She must have feelings for me! Stan thought as he walked. Everything was so good, what could possibly ruin this wonder moment?

Authors notes: dun, dun duh!

Cliff-hanger as usual, transformation up next. Hope you've liked this chapter please review so I know people are reading this, and to see if you like it.