Perfectly Imperfect chp 4.
Disclaimer- I don't own South park but that doesn't mean I don't want to ;)
An- Here it is sorry it took so long
Stan made it back to his room late that night. He had school in the morning which meant Wendy but Kenny guaranteed that he'd get her off his back before then. The ebon haired teen just slid down next two his bed looking up at the ceiling. He thought about the abandoned house and the voice he kept hearing whenever he was near it. A few days ago he'd have said his life was perfect but he knew now that something was wrong. Something huge was missing, something fundamental.
Stan!
Stan bolted up to look straight ahead at his now brighter room, he'd fallen asleep apparently. He stood up and looked around his room before determining no one was there. He got dressed and went to head down to the kitchen, as he was leaving though he could've sworn he saw a flash of red and green out the corner of his eye. "Good morning Stanley."
Stan mumbled out a "morning mom" before grabbing a plain waffle off the plate on the table and walking out to the bus stop. Kenny and Cartman were already there talking about who knew what. Well Cartman was talking while Kenny perused some of his new porn. "Sup guys, Kenny did you take care of what we talked about?" Kenny looked up and seemed confused for a moment before remembering.
"Oh yea, nah it took care of its self dude" he said as he fixed the pages of his magazine "don't worry about it." Stan was instantly suspicious, Kenny would be spilling all the lewd details if he'd actually gotten with Wendy. So what had happened? How did it "take care of itself"?
"Dude, what happened?" Stan pressed but Kenny just pushed his face further into his mag ignoring him. Stan started to worry now, if Wendy made Kenny like this he should be very afraid.
"He won't say anything cause your ho' finally respects mah authoritah!" Cartman said striking a pose and arcing an eyebrow. Stan guessed he was trying to look badass or sexy, he couldn't tell all he saw was blubber.
"The fuck you talking about fat ass?" Stan said narrowing his eyes. Kenny however just stepped back very quickly and deliberately and shaking. Stan looked over at him and then ripped the mag away from him. "Kenny dude the fuck is going on?" Kenny was staring at him wide-eyed.
"He...he beat me...Cartman beat me..." Kenny looked stunned by his own words. "Cartman took care of your problem dude not me..." Stan just looked between Kenny and Cartman, who was no looking speechless as well.
"Like hell I helped that hippy! I stole his woman! I hit that all night!" Cartman shouted suddenly not enjoying his victory as Stan started chuckling and quickly growing into a roaring laugh.
"Dude! Cartman even when you win you lose!" Stan was bent over holding himself by this point never expecting his least friendly "friend" to help him.
"Oh god damn you hippy!" Cartman just stomped to away to the other side of the bus sign.
Haha what a fatass
Stan's head shot up one again to see Kenny and Cartman about to get on the bus. He looked around quickly but seeing no one. He moved towards the bus and just as he took his first step on the bus he felt like something soft, like hair, brush against the right side of his face. When he brought his hand up to his face he found a small lock of bright red curly hair.
~to be continued :D
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