A/N: I'm really sorry for taking foreverrr, I would like to thank everyone who read and reviewed. I would also like to thank the trolls, this story would not be possible without them.

Stan's POV

This morning, I received the most ridiculous troll comment, it read:
You guys are the trolls, not us, you don't even realise it.

That didn't make any sense to me, I wondered for a moment if Kyle could decipher it, but then I remembered, that he might have been one of the trolls himself.

What if this troll knew about it, and he was subtly trying to tell me and Kenny the truth?

Nah, if someone really wanted to tell us something that important, they would tell us straight out. Unless, they knew Kyle would find out, and they didn't want to be on his radar.

I sat down with a sigh, this was all too complicated. Besides, I had vowed to stop trying to figure out who the troll was, I didn't want them to figure out my secret.

Go fuck yourself my toilet!

Suddenly appeared in my comments, I also wondered what they meant by that, did they mean to say, go fuck yourself ON my toilet?
At first, the trolls did upset me a little, but now I was starting to laugh at how ridiculous they were.

There were a few more comments, some from homophobes, some from that angry Russian dude. I decided to just scan over those, they were the same stuff.

After I read all the comments, I exited out of the site, and plugged my phone into the charger, reading comments from idiots can really run your battery down.

I jumped suddenly when I heard a loud knock, knockity, knock on the door, I recognised that knock, it was Wendy's knock.

I thought about just ignoring it, but knowing how persistent she is, she would probably be knocking on my door all day; I would still have to try though.

I put the pillow over my head, but it didn't do much to drown out her knocks, after about ten minutes of teeth grinding, I finally stood up and opened the door.

"Took you long enough." Wendy grumbled, the anger was purely visible in her dark brown eyes.

"What do you want Wendy?" I asked with a sigh.

"Well, as you know Homecoming is coming up, and-"

"No, I'm not going with you, when I said it was over for good, I meant it." I said. She quickly put her foot in the door as I started to close it, and pushed it open.

"I don't want you to go with me, I want you to go with Nichole." She said.

"Nichole? I can't date Nichole! Kyle likes her." I said.

"Well, just between you and me, Nichole doesn't like Kyle, she did for like a second in the fourth grade, but now, she thinks he's kind of a loser, you don't want your friend getting his heart broke, do you?" She asked quietly.

"He's going to be hurt either way, more so if Nichole started dating his best friend." I said, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Fine, will you take Bebe then?" She asked with a sigh.

"I thought Bebe was with Kenny, or Henrietta, or whoever?"

"Oh right, well, what about Heidi?"

"With Cartman."

"Powder?"

"With Token."

"Okay, do you want to date any of my girlfriends who you know are single?" Wendy asked with slight irritation in her voice.

I had to wonder why she was so desperate to get me with one of her friends.

"Nope, sorry Wendy, I'll see you around." I said, before gently escorting her out of the door, before shutting it.

I then decided to check my phone for more comments, I smiled when I saw there were none.

Kyle's POV

"I still can't believe Stan thought I was the troll." I grumbled to Kenny, we had decided against trying to catch the troll in the act, mostly because today was Saturday, and mostly because it would have affected our grades and attendance.

"Well, to be fair, you kind of suspected him too." Kenny pointed out.

"Hey! You're mad at him, you're supposed to agree with everything I say." I said half-jokingly.

Kenny opened his mouth to reply, when a knock-knockity-knock, resonated through the house.

"I wonder what she wants." I muttered, knowing that was Wendy's signature knock.

"Go answer it and find out." Kenny said with a shrug.

I nodded and walked to the door, as soon as I opened it, Wendy grabbed me by the front of my shirt, and pulled me outside.

"Hi Kyle." She said with her sickly sweet voice.

"What do you want?" I asked with a groan, I could think of a million other things I'd rather be doing, than talking to her.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Homecoming dance with me." She said.

I widened my eyes slightly, she was asking ME to the Homecoming dance? Was she crazy? Didn't she know that I would never date her because of Stan? Even though we were fighting, I still wouldn't do that to him.

"No way dude, I can't do that to Stan." I said.

"Oh, well, it doesn't look like he shares the same bro-code of conduct as you." Wendy said.

"What do you mean?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at her.

"Oh, it's just that Nichole just texted me, and said that Stan asked her to the dance." Wendy said.

I felt my blood run cold through my veins, Stan wouldn't do that, would he? I mean, I know we were fighting, but we fought a lot, and he never betrayed me like that before.

"I don't believe you." I said firmly.

"Oh yea?" Wendy said, holding her phone up to my face, sure enough, it was a picture that Nichole sent her, a picture of a text from Stan asking her to the dance. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, as far as I was concerned, Stan and I were no long super best friends!

Kenny's POV

"I can't believe you photoshopped that text Nichole sent you, and convinced Kyle that Stan asked her out." I said with amusement as Wendy and I sat together on the bench at Stark's Pond.

"Well, I had to think of a way to tear them apart." She said.

"Why are you so desperate to tear them apart?" I asked curiously.

"How does this comment look?" She asked, ignoring my question, the comment read,

'You are inelegant idiots who should never write again.'

"Eh, try not to use such big words." I said.

Okay, so, the truth was, I was the original troll, I was just trying to get some attention, because no one ever notices me, it was nice to have some of the attention for once.

About a week into my trolling, Wendy found out, she promised not to tell, if I allowed her to be in on it. I didn't know why she wanted to help troll, but I figured she must have had her reasons. I then wondered if her tearing Stan and Kyle apart, was the reason she started to troll.

"Do they have any suspects?" She asked.

"Well, other than each other, they've named a few people that they've debunked, your name hasn't been brought up yet." I said.

"Good, oh, and thanks again for asking Nichole to Homecoming." She said, before standing up and leaving me alone on the bench with nothing but my thoughts.