Uhgh I think I rambled too much in this Chapter

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters because Matt and Trey owns them!

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The sun had set over the horizon as the dark clouds of the night loomed over the last bit of the sunset causing the shadows to grow higher among the village streets.

The fatass had business to deal with about the fact that his lovely Kyle had escaped him. He stalked along the darkest ally ways to approach the small bar tavern on the left corner.

He quickly slipped through the door to brace the sudden warm damp air with the mixture of liquor, foreign herbs and drugs. Passing along quickly through out the few older drunken fools who seemed to notice him without missing the sudden dark glares and glassy eyes.

He too his seat to the far end of the room at the bartender's table trying to cover his face within his overcoat. He slumped his shoulders to make it look as if it was just another night at the bar.

One of the bartenders came to greet him with his usual smile and warming greeting. "What should I get you sir m'kay?" He asked nicely yet knowing the real reason why the fatass had really came for.

He shifted his position to show the little badge that hung inside his overcoat giving a small cough as if he was clutching his chest instead to the other onlookers. "Scotch on the sharp rocks please." He stated closing his over coat to receive the sudden nod of the bartender.

The bartender adjusted his glasses to pretend on preparing a drink for the fatass at the keg.

He turn the knob down while he glanced around for anyone who seemed to be watching.

Just below the knob of the keg was a secret decoder with buttons that had numbers on them.

The man started to dail in some kind of combination hearing a little click meaning that the message had been sent. The secret decoder had closed once he turned the knob back in the right position.

He turn toward the fatass leaning against the counter swiftly darting his eyes back and forth. "He's ready to see you Mr..." The fatass held up his hand to stop the man's speech in full understanding. "Thank you sir." The fatass moved from his seat to approach the small storage room with out any one take notice of him.

He knocked only four times on the right wall watching a little hatch appear at his feet. He roam along down the stairs deeper into the dark cold basement under the tavern. He continued walking aimlessly in the dark until the sight of candles on each wall lit up to guide his way.

Two great golden doors awaited for his entrance into the red room that was filled with glorious decorating and exotic books and candles.

He walked down the long blood stained carpet to take a seat in front of the large desk. There was a hooded figure sitting across from him at the desk lounging in the large red throne. "Ah Eric Cartman and what may I do for you this fine presentable evening." The hooded figure announced lending his hand out toward the already seated Cartman.

Cartman folded his arms glaring at the man he looked up to with a sudden growing rage. "I came here to discuss about the young one." He stated plainly as the dark hooded figure leaned on his elbows on the long desk.

"Ah yes the young one is he being good to you?" Cartman shifted in his seat uncomfortably before mentioning about the disappearance of Kyle. "He never listens to me he doesn't accept me." The hodded figure nodded in understanding leaning back into his chair lacing his fingers with his own.

"Ah yes that will happen at first he will fall for you Mr. Cartman in time." Cartman held his breath glancing away from the eyeing dark figure. "I'm afraid he's falling for some one else." He whispered ignoring the fact that the hooded figure stiffened his poster.

"What was that?" His tone deepened into a violent anger that seemed to spill all over Cartman. "That he's..." The man stood from his throne in a sudden leap towering over the frighten Cartman. "I know very well what you said you were suppose to make him fall for you damn it do you know what this can do who the hell do you think it could be?" He demand his dark eyes through the hood clouded with a dark passion of a sudden murderous rage.

Cartman fumbled inside his coat pocket to pull out the very same gift that was left among Kyle's window sill showing it toward the man. "Prince Stan Marsh."

The man had lost it he started to slammed his fist among the table as he started to throw things off his desk letting out a frustrated screams and grunts.

He threw his hands onto his throne knocking it over as he swung his arms in an uncontrollable destruction. He started to throw his books and candles into Cartman's face before climbing over the desk to firmly grab at Cartman's collar lifting up the heavy man off his seat to be eye level with the anger man.

"You good for nothing bastard do you know what this means!" He screeched wrapping his fingers around the fat throat choking him slowly. "I...can...get him...back!" Cartman shouted out between breaths as the man sneered in his face of disgust. "How?!" The man screamed back as his eyes were bulging out of his head tightening his grip. "I know...a man...who can get him back...!" The man reclined from the strangling to let Cartman go watching him hunch over catching his deep breaths.

"Not only that I want Kyle back in your arms." He stopped in the motion of his speech to grab the gold key necklace from Cartman's large hand. He dangled the chain in front of Cartman's face in a taunting matter with a sly smirk plastered on the man's features. "I also want Stan Marsh dead!"

Cartman gave a swift bow before running out of the red room leaving the hysterical laughing man clutching the necklace in his hand.

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Stan pushed open the large white doors to enter the large throne room where his mother and father sat proudly among all their loyal servants, knights, and other villagers guests.

He jogged over toward them giving a short bow to his parents before being scolded on trying to run away again.

His father held up his hand letting Stan lay back in his posture only to be scolded for that too. "Son, why do you keep doing this to your mother and I?" His voice echoed through out the great white sky room.

Stan scratched his cheek not giving one glance toward his parents before giving his reason. "Because this place sucks." His father gave a exhausted sigh while his mother shook her head in a disapproving action. "Son you're the prince of the skies doesn't that mean anything to you?" "Sharon let me handle this I know how to deal with this." Sharon rolled her eyes waving her hand in a non-caring way. "Once your king you have to take full responsibility me and Sharon I mean your mother, cannot be queen and king forever you have to take part in this too." He announced while all the guests nodded to his agreement while Stan only rolled his eyes exactly like his mother.

"Now you must be ready because the Princess Wendy has agreed to the marriage arrangements and will be showing up any minute now, I want you to be on your best terms and no funny business." Stan gave a small frown finally looking back up at his father. "I don't want to marry her." He whispered remembering the times when had fallen for the princess once remembering the heart break over how she dated other men behind his back.

"Silence I had enough with your foolishness on running away to ignore this marriage your are getting married to this woman is that clear?" Stan stalled a bit before answering he couldn't help but give a sad smile to himself.

Kyle had been prancing through his mind all day of the memory in his tight forest green dress rags that would sway in the wind when he would walk toward Stan.

He could remember his faint smile on his perfect shape lips as if he was made for Stan to lock lips perfectly. He kept fantasying about impossible dreams of running away with him at his side escaping and slaying the evil beast that held Kyle captive.

He wanted to keep running with his trusty silver sword in hand with Kyle grasping his other hand tightly while running just only running through the long green grass into the sunset away from everything that both held them down from being with each other. While his eyes clouded with childish story book visions he was interrupted by his father.

"Speak up son!" He barked almost knocking Stan on his knees while his face flushed from his day dreaming. "Yes sir." What was he saying yes to again? Was it from waking up and paying attention or the fact about the marriage. "Good I am happy that you do understand you may now go." Stan gave a clumsy bow before leaving the room.

He closed the large doors behind him there was a heavy silence and a lonely feeling that erupted his body.

He needed to go back to Kyle he needed to get him out of there some how to show his parents his already fallen for some one and wouldn't be able to devote his fake love for the wrench Wendy.

Before he could march toward his chambers another feeling tugged at his heart that made him stop.

He knew this was foolish he knew that the right thing to do was to get over Kyle and obey his father's bidding.

If he didn't become King there wouldn't be a hair for the throne and the sky castle will fall tumbling toward the land. He could not let that happen to his people and as far as he knew he couldn't marry a man, especially a commoner.

But Kyle was more than that Kyle was almost like a princess well as you can consider his girlish looks and fits well in a dress. "Ah who am I kidding..." He slumped his back against the stone cold wall falling down to sit on the marble floor. "I can never be able to save Kyle... I'm just an armature prince to be married off to another Kingdom to save his own... any ways Kyle would never fall for just who I am...

I'm just a prince."

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Kyle was dragged through the large doors to enter the grand entrance room with a golden chandler hanging over their heads.

Servant were dressed in glorious gowns as they dusted and cleaned the entrance room there were Knights at every door of the castle.

Kyle was completely stunned as ice sculptures were alined as what he assumed as Snapping dragons as he was lead before the great stair case. "Kenny there you are." There was a young girl with long curly flowing blond hair as she rushed over toward them holding up the hems of her beautiful pink dress.

"Ah Bebe meet Kyle, Kyle this is Bebe since that's out of the way Bebe my lovely dove feather can you help Kyle out of these rags?" Bebe switched glanced between the two boys raising one of her golden blond eyebrow nodding toward Kyle's clothing. "I'm not going to ask where you picked up this dear boy but we'll get him washed up and some new dress shirts and trousers..." "Dresses will be fine." Kenny interrupted as Bebe threw him a confused expression before grabbing Kyle's hand.

"Dresses Kenny he's a boy, boys don't wear dresses." She exclaimed while Kyle nodded to her statement. "Kenny I don't want to wear a dress."

"Your going to wear a dress and a pretty one too."

"But I don't want to."

"Do you want Stan to notice you?"

"Yes but a dress..."

"You'll wear a dress."

"I..."

"...!"

"...Fine I'll wear a dress."

"Splendid!"

Kenny clapped his hands together before shooing off Kyle and the confused Bebe to the dressing rooms.

Bebe brought Kyle to one of the showers, stripping him from his rags quickly before pushing him in one of the stalls with an odd looking bucket that was above his head would shoot down warm steaming water upon his warn out beaten body.

Once he was pulled out of the shower Bebe wrapped her hand on her eyes from looking at the blushing adorable Kyle. She pulled him straight to the dressing room as she gave him a towel to wrap himself in.

"Alright for the dresses... Kenny is such a weird guy... you really don't mind do you?" She asked before opening a very well designed and painted dresser. "No I suppose I don't." He answered watching Bebe sort through the most beautiful dresses he'd ever seen.

"What color, what color, I don't say blue fits with that kind of red hair you have, maybe green or maybe yellow the yellow may look really nice." She muttered to herself not knowing that Kyle had crept over to stand next to her to help pick out a dress. "I think yellow would make me stick out like sore thumb how about the green it kind of blends in." She nodded in agreement as she pulled out the slim green dress with the long green selves.

Kyle liked the golden design in the front as it traveled from the neck to the center of the corset.

Bebe shoved the dress over his head and sorted his arms through the selves after he was sorted she started to tighten the little corset on the back so it would fit better around his curves. "Oh my god!" Kyle spun around making the hems fly about with him. "What?" His eyes widen with fear while Bebe covered he mouth from giggling. "You look like a girl!" Kyle rolled his eyes he really didn't want to be presenting himself to Stan in a dress.

"I'm sorry you do look cute in it though, tell me why does Kenny take so much interest in you?" She pressed on shoving Kyle to sit on the long made fluffy white couch. "Uhm actually I was brought here to see Stan." He shyly muttered while Bebe let out a little giggle clasping at Kyle's hand. "You and Stan met before when?" She pressed forward as Kyle could see her eyes brighten with excitement.

"Awhile ago when he took me from the high, high tower." Bebe's smile widen while she tapped her finger on Kyle's nose. "Oh how cute two strangers meeting by an accident while they slowly become best friends, I can tell there something more than that isn't there?" Kyle gave an uncomfortable smile toward the weird girl only blushing madly at her personal questions. "I, I'm not to sure." He lied trying to hide the sudden fluttering feeling of his heart from almost mentioning that he may be falling for Stan.

Kenny walked into the changing rooms seeing the sight of Bebe jumping all over the poor frighten boy as his face was all flustered.

This couldn't mean that Kyle was falling for Bebe was it? he thought he was in love with Stan. Bebe turned in her seat to see some one standing at the entrance only to shoot glares over at the intruding Kenny. "Kenny how come you never told me about this?" She demanded throwing a flower vase at him only to dodge it quickly.

"I'm sorry?"

"Oh the forbidden romance is radiating off this poor boy!"

She hugged Kyle closer to her chest as his blush inflamed. "I seemed to forgot you cared." He walked toward them to pull Kyle out of her clutching arms. "Wait Kenny...this maybe a problem I mean...you know...what if she finds out?" She asked as Kenny started to chew on his bottom lip in a deep thought. "She's not going to know."

Kyle was a bit confused of the discussion between Kenny and Bebe who was this she? What did she have to do with him and Stan? "She will find out Kenny believe me she will find out." She whispered before Kenny dragged Kyle once again out the door. "Nonsense Stan will be too much into him before she has anything to do about it." With that he left with Kyle close at hand. "Who is this she?" He asked as Kenny ignored his questions while they walked up the large stone steps in the middle of the entrance room.

"Are you ready to see Stan now?" Kyle nodded his head trying hard not to trip up in the hems of his dress almost stumbling into Kenny's arms. Kyle swore he saw something in flash within Kenny's eyes as he held him tightly in his arms from stumbling back down the stairs but he decided to dismiss it only to continue his journey. After being mulled and being forced into this dress and almost declaring his feelings.

He was ready to see Stan now.

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Don't worry Stan will show up in the next chapter! I hope the god if I ramble again I'm just going to have hurt this Kenny doll!

AnnaAsakura25: Yea I know there is alot of high school drama stories, I mean I wanted to write one because it seems what people are into these days but some how... I just like writting fairytales or the supernatural is that normal? I just hope this story don't go off the track because I tend to ramble nonsense ' I'm so happy that you really like my story 8D! Kenny is my favorite character too! I hope you enjoy more of it! loozje: Aw why thank you for reading! :P Evry1-needs-Style: Thanks I love the uber cuteness!!