Okay, fifth chapter, sorry it's a bit rushed, hope you enjoy it, PM and review.

ROBERT'S POV:

I was sort of annoyed with Craig. We were supposed to try, uh, "pleasuring" each other last night. But I can't blame him for sleeping. We can try it tonight.

Joey was in good spirits this morning. Something was different about him. Thomas seemed to be in an overly affectionate mood today, frequently grabbing Joey to kiss and hug him.

Joey, as usual, was making pancakes. He was obsessed with them. Thomas had a firm grip around his waist and had placed his head on Joey's shoulder.

"Thomas, this isn't exactly easy to do with you clinging to me like a monkey."

I smirked at the pair as I took a sip of my scalding hot coffee. I love watching these two as they go about their day. They're not a couple to me. They're a comedy act. Joey tried to move but Thomas wouldn't let him.

"You don't let go of my hips and I'm gonna hit you with a frying pan."

"No, you won't."

"Try me."

Thomas reluctantly took his hands off Joey's slender waist, sitting down and resting his head on his hand, sighing as he did so. I heard a knock at the door and remembered it was my turn to get it. I got out of my chair and sauntered through the living room towards the door.

As I opened it, I saw Tweek, nervously twitching and fiddling his thumbs.

"Oh, hey, Tweek."

"AH! Hi. C-can I see K-Kyle please?"

"Uh, yeah, come on in."

Tweek stepped in, shaking slightly.

"He's up in his room."

"Th-thanks." Tweek said, as he darted up the stairs like some tiny rodent.

I walked back into the kitchen and sat down on my chair.

"Who was that?"

"Tweek."

"What did he want?"

"To see Kyle."

"Why did he want to see Kyle?"

"I dunno, he just said he wanted to see 'im."

"Hm. I'm gonna go see what they're doing."

"Does it ever occur to you that you don't need to know exactly what's happening with everyone everywhere?"

"...No." Joey said, as he twirled out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

JOEY'S POV:

I wonder why Tweek wanted to see Kyle. As far as I know, they never really hang out. I better knock first.

"Kyle?"

"Come on in."

I slowly pushed the door open and saw Kyle sat on the edge of his bed. Tweek was sat opposite him, looking down at his feet.

"Tweek wasn't feeling too good so he came over." Kyle said, with a small smile on his face.

"Oh, okay." I shut the door, still confused at to why Tweek would come here.

I walked downstairs and looked back towards the stairs as I entered the kitchen.

"So why's 'e here?"

"Kyle said he isn't feeling good but that raises more questions than it answers."

"Why would he come here to talk to Kyle, of all people?"

"I have no idea." I said, dropping down into my chair.

I put my elbows on the table and placed my head in my hands.

"It doesn't make sense."

"Joey, don't obsess about this."

"I used to be able to solve a mystery in no time."

"A mystery? Well, we know you're not fucking Scooby-Doo. Which one of the gang are you, Daphne?"

"Shut up."

"Ooh, that sounds a little PMS-y."

"Must be Daphne's time of the month."

I tried to pretend that wasn't funny. I smirked and couldn't contain my smile. I started laughing, making Thomas and Robert laugh too. I heard a few footsteps upstairs and hushed myself, along with the two giggling idiots sat next to me.

"What, Daphne?" I was gonna have to deal with that name for a long time.

"I heard something upstairs." I said, as a slight click emanated from Kyle's bedroom door.

"Crap, he's coming down. Act natural." I whispered in panicked tone.

"We are being natural, we're ripping on you."

I heard muffled conversation and thudding coming down the stairs. As the footsteps became louder, I fumbled about in my pocket for my iPod and tried to act casual.

The front door opened and shut a few seconds later. Kyle walked into the kitchen and leant on the door as I began to question him.

"So, why did Tweek want to see you?"

"I don't know. He just said he was feeling a little lonely and wanted someone to talk to."

"Anything weird happen?"

"Well, he admitted he like, uh, hugged me when I was asleep last night."

"You hugged 'im first." Robert muttered under his breath.

"What?"

"You were asleep and you hugged Tweek."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I didn't feel like I needed to."

"Well, what does this mean?"

"Nothing. You hugged a guy, so what?"

"No, does this mean I'm like, gay or something?"

"No, of course it fucking doesn't." Robert said, angrily.

"Okay, calm down, I was just confused."

"If you got a sexual feeling from it, you might be bi or something."

"Honestly, I sort of did."

"Wait, how did you know if you liked it? You were asleep."

"I was almost asleep."

"So you hugged him by choice?"

"Uh... yeah, I did." Kyle said, nervously.

"Well, in that case, you might be gay or bi."

"I don't feel gay though."

"But ya kinda are."

"Yeah, most boys I know wouldn't hug another guy by choice unless protocol dictates they must."

"So, what should I do?"

"Well, first of all, I need to take you shopping. The sweet mountain boy look is so last week." Robert said, trying to ease the tension.

Kyle gave Robert a quick smile.

This has been a pretty eventful couple of days.

First, Kyle breaks up with Bebe, second, me and Thomas have our first time and third, Kyle discovers he's gay.

I wonder if anyone else has a family this messed up.