Chapter 13

It was lunch time at the high school. Everyone was at their table except for Stan. Cartman and Kenny were talking, while Kyle was partially into the conversation, he was wondering where Stan is. Stan wasn't planning on sitting with the guys today because he needed to apologize to Wendy about what happened on Friday night. It took a while for Stan to build up the courage to walk to Wendy's table, he was afraid of the consequences once he did. Once he had enough, he walked up to Wendy's table. Bebe was sitting right across her.

"Hi Wendy" Stan sounded nervous.

Stan looked at Bebe and saw she looked rather pissed when she saw him. Wendy must have told Bebe about what had happened at the party.

"Bebe, you mind if me and Stan have a moment alone" Wendy said. Bebe left as her friend told her too, but was still looking at Stan with great anger.

The raven-haired girl had her eyes closed, and her arms crossed, like she wasn't going to listen to him.

"Wendy, I'm sorry for what happened that night..."

Wendy was still really mad at Stan for what happened, but she felt like she might need to hear this.

"Wendy, I don't know what happened to me at that party, I know that I abandoned you at that party for a stupid drinking contest, and I truly feel like a fucking asshole for doing that. I know this can't be easy for you in this position, but I beg of you, please forgive me.

At first Wendy didn't want to look at Stan's because she was still mad at him, but once she looked at him, she saw that he was using his puppy dog eyes. He was making it very hard for Wendy to be mad at him. Soon Wendy's anger for him was diminishing, slowly.

"Ok Stan, I forgive you..." Wendy was hoping not to regret this.

Stan was so happy to see that Wendy forgave him.

"Thanks Wendy!" Stan was ecstatic.

Stan spent the whole week with Wendy. At first it felt a bit weird for Wendy to finally be spending so much time with Stan, but soon she was enjoying it. Stan did whatever Wendy wanted to do for each day. On Monday, they spent the entire day helping out the homeless people, which was rather annoying for Stan because he seriously couldn't stand how they smell. Kenny was always poor and was never able to take a shower, but never had Kenny ever smelled that bad before. Actually, he couldn't recall a time when Kenny smelled, well besides the time when he's being rip into pieces or being burnt alive. On Tuesday, they spend the entire day at the library studying, Stan was bored beyond belief, and was on the verge of killing himself. Sadly it had only been 15 minutes since the two came here. He was now jealous of Kenny's immortality, and wished that he could have borrowed it for this one day. Wednesday was a bit more fun for Stan because they went to help the animal shelter. Stan was enjoying the time he was spending with all the animals there, but unfortunately not all were nice, some barked at him, which he didn't mind, but others bit him, which was a pain in the ass for him, luckily they didn't bite him there. Thursday was not a bad day. They spend the day walking around the park, and talking to each other, well more like Wendy was talking while Stan was listening. Stan didn't mind too much because all he did was nodded when she stopped talking, while his mind was elsewhere. Friday was probably the toughest day because he spent the entire day walking around with Wendy and Bebe carrying their bags. At first Stan thought this was just going to be a boring day, but he was wrong, so SO wrong. The first 15 minutes he was already carrying 4 bags, then soon 8, then 12, and so on. By the end of the day, he was probably carrying 40 bags. Stan had never been so sore and tired in his entire life. It probably felt like carrying Cartman back when he was in 4th grade, and he really didn't want to know how that would feel.

All in all, the entire week was just pleasant for Wendy, but there was something she didn't like about it though. The reason Stan did all of that was to try to make up for his screw up at the party. Wendy liked that Stan went through that to make up for what happened. The thing that was making Wendy sad was the fact that Stan would have never spent so much time with her if he didn't fucked up.

Meanwhile, Stan was at Kyle's house. After dropping Wendy and Bebe at their houses, and carrying all the bags to each of their rooms. Stan looked liked he just ran the entire world, twice. His body was spread out in the couch. Kyle was having a hard time sitting on his couch. The two of them were watching tv. It was probably the only thing Stan could have done. He couldn't even lift his hands when he was trying to pick up the glass of water on the table in front of him.

"Kyle, I'm going to give you some advice"

Kyle turned his attention away from the tv to look at Stan "What's that?"

"Don't fuck up with your girlfriend, you'll regret it." Stan was setting an example of what will happen if you do.

Kyle just laughed at Stan

"No really Sherlock, the thought never occurred to me" Kyle was humoured by that obvious advice.

"Oh shut up man, just trying to be helpful here" Stan didn't like that his friend was laughing at his advice.

"Well Stan, you can help me, by studying with me"

Though Stan's body was unable to move, he was still able to use his head, and used it to shake his head quickly.

"No way man, I did enough studying Tuesday."

The red headed Jew laughed "Now you know how I feel then Stan"

"Man, I give respect to everyone who studies just as much as you and Wendy" Stan spoke honestly.

"Yeah man, studying is a bitch and it's boring as shit, but it pays out." Kyle was also hating the fact that he studies a lot.

"I hope so Kyle, or else man... what a fucking waste of time it would be"

"I agree too" Kyle was laughing at that, and hoping that it isn't.

Kyle reviewed Stan's body and saw that he still did not move a single bit.

"Dude, you been stuck in that position, ever since you came to my house, and that was an hour ago. You seriously did not have that much too carry"

Stan was annoyed from his friend.

"Dude, you try carrying 40 bags, for an entire day, then taking all those bags to each of their rooms"

"Girls, they just keep buying and buying, they never STOP" Stan was horrified when he was thinking about that.

"Sounds just like Cartman's eating"

Both boys soon laughed in unison from the funny comparison.

At Cartman's house, it was dinner time, and both Cartman and Kenny were anxiously waiting for the food to be finished. Both were watching tv while waiting for it. The home phone rang, Liane was too busy cooking at the moment to pick up the phone.

"Boys, can you pick up the phone, I'm terribly busy right now cooking up dinner."

"Ok mom" Cartman groaned

"Kenny, you pick it up" Cartman demanding Kenny.

"Why me, you're fucking closer to it."

"You're sitting on my couch asshole, so quit your bitching, and pick it up" Cartman gave a reason why.

Kenny was starting to hate when Cartman pulled the "It's his thing" argument every time Cartman didn't want to do anything, but he knew that it was smart not to argue about it. He was getting so much out of Cartman's place and Kenny seriously did not want to lose it.

"Fine, you douche" Kenny got up and walked to the phone.

"I ain't douche, you douche!" Cartman retaliated back with the diss

Kenny just ignored him, and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Cartman's residence"

"Kenny?" Was what he heard. Kenny was trying to think of who be calling him at Cartman's place. The only people who knew were Stan and Kyle, and it wasn't there voice at the other end. Kenny though knew he heard this voice before, it sounded like a female. After a moment of thinking, Kenny realized who this voice was.

"Bebe?"

"Yeah Kenny, it's me, Bebe" Kenny was quite happy to hear her, but was wondering why she was phoning now.

"Sup Bebe"

"Hey Kenny"

"I am curious though, how did you found out that I was living at Cartman's place?"

"Well Kenny, I tried phoning you, but I forgot that you don't have a cellphone, then I tried your home, but they said you weren't living there"

"That's true"

"After that, I phoned Wendy, for her to ask Stan where you are since you two are good friends.

"Right"

"After that, Stan told me you were living at Cartman's place, so I asked him for Cartman's home number"

"Ok, that solves that question, now the next question is, why are you calling me at this time, it's dinner"

"Sorry about that Kenny, but I was wondering if you can come to my house now."

"Why?"

"I want to spend time with you Kenny, that's why."

"Oh" he felt like a total idiot for not knowing an obvious answer, though he was kinda hoping of getting some action.

"Can't we do it later Bebe, it's dinner right now and Cartman's mom makes the best food ever."

"Please Kenny" Bebe used her cute voice, the one where no one, and I mean NO ONE said no to. That included Kenny as well.

"Damn it... Bebe. Fine I'll go to your house."

"Awesome then, see you once you're here Kenny!" Bebe was happy to have Kenny coming over

"Yeah..." Kenny hanged up the phone and dropped his head down in disbelief that he was going to miss dinner.

Kenny went to the doorway, took his shoes and wore them.

"Ms. Cartman"

"Yes Kenny?"

"I'm going to a friends place, so I won't be eating dinner tonight unfortunately"

"Ok Kenny, have fun there"

"Thanks Mrs. Cartman"

Kenny was so glad that Mrs. Cartman was so cool. Which was rather surprising due to having a kid like Cartman

"Sweet, more food for me then" Cartman looked at the poor blond with a smirk on his face.

As Kenny exited the house, he was rather pissed that he wasn't going to be able to eat any of Mrs. Cartman's food, and that Cartman was going to eat the food that he was about to get. Kenny let out a sigh, then proceed to walk to Bebe's house.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Looks like Stan should have took his advice, it would have saved him a lot of studying and shopping. But if he did, then I probably would have lost quite a bit of my writing because of the change :P

Again thanks for reading and I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.