Chapter 36

Today it was Kenny's turn to come to the hospital. Bebe was going to join with him that day, but unfortunately, Bebe had some family coming over so she couldn't come. She told him, and phoned Wendy the best of luck today.

Kenny and Wendy were watching Cartman now. Kenny was finding this pretty weird. The two most talkative people he knew were now quiet. He found that kind of funny, sadly though, one of them was forced to shut up...

"Wendy, how you holding up?" Kenny was quite curious, the girl had been here for about a week and four days now.

"Not so good..."

Kenny looked at Wendy's face and saw that she was telling the truth. Her face looked so tired, she was keeping an everlasting vigilant watch on him.

Kenny sighed, he hated how Cartman still hadn't woken up yet.

He sat there still for another hour in silence. It was annoying him that it was so quiet. Kenny wasn't the one to enjoy the peace as much as everyone else.

"This reminds of something that happened to me and Cartman, long ago"

She turned to look at Kenny, watching him as he told his story.

"It was back in kindergarten... Me and the guys were going around doing what we do best, playing fireman. We were trying to find places where we could put out fires, but what sucks was the our imagination could only go so far. While looking for one, we saw the stove. We've heard stories of how the stoves were actually evil monsters from another dimension.

"Where did you hear that?" the stove being monsters from another dimension was so random to Wendy that she needed to know who was the idiot who thought that up.

"My dad, he was drunk when he told me"

"Oh..." well, she knew now who the idiot was, sadly...

"Anyways, though they were 'supposed' monsters from another dimension, we knew that stoves made fire. The guys were too scared because of that story, but I wasn't. So I climbed to the top of the stove, and was putting out the fiery monster"

"Wait a minute, how did you put the stove out, while playing firemen?" this was rather an intriguing question for Wendy.

"Simple, I peed"

"EW! Sick Kenny!" Wendy was appalled at what she heard. Her face was in disgusted.

Kenny started to laugh, loving the girl's reaction. "Man, it's like you've never played firemen before"

"That's because I've never played it before!" she adamantly told him

"Ah yeah, almost forgot that it would be hard for a girl to pee out the fire..." Kenny was now imaging how a girl could pee out the fire.

Wendy saw that he was actually thinking about that and found it rather disturbing. "Kenny, the story..." she said in a rather annoyed voice

"Oh right! Anyway, when I was peeing, I accidentally hit one of the electrical sockets on the stove, and it short circuited the wires, and BOOM!, the stove exploded"

"What? I don't remembering hearing an explosion" Wendy was in his kindergarten class and never recalled such accident.

"That's because all you girls were watching 'My little Ponies'"

Wendy was about to comment on that, but Kenny was right. Back in her kindergarten class, most of the students loved that show, and would instantly shut up and watch that. This usually gave the teachers time to do whatever they felt like, and by that, she meant smoking pot.

"After that explosion, I was sent to the hospital. Unfortunately, I didn't die, so I was experiencing the full pain of it"

"I'm sorry Kenny..." she felt really bad for him, learning that even in kindergarten, he had such terrible fate.

"Ah don't sweat it" Kenny didn't seemed to be bothered at all, which she was amazed.

"While I was in the hospital, I kept hearing voices. I wasn't for sure what it was, or who it was, but it sounded familiar and I kept hearing it. After being in the hospital for a week, I finally woke up. When I woke up, I was expecting my parents to be there, but nope, they weren't..."

"Why..."

"It's because my parents were too drunk to noticed that I was in the hospital during that time..." Kenny said in a saddening voice.

Wendy felt so bad for Kenny now, first he had his terrible accident, and his parents didn't even know he was gone, they were too busy drinking. "I'm sor..."

"You don't need to say it Wendy" Kenny stopped her from apologizing. "It was my parents fault, not yours" Kenny said with a sigh.

"I felt pretty shitty that my parents weren't there... it made me feel unwanted..." he explained.

The story was tearing Wendy up, like Cartman's story...

"I turned my head to look at the windows, and there I saw... Eric"

"What?" Wendy was rather confused by this, the fact that Kenny called him by his first name, and that Cartman was there.

"Yeah, believe it or not, Cartman was there. Trust me Wendy, it was weird for me too. Not that I didn't like Cartman that much, it's just that we've known each other for only a month during that time. When the doctors came in they told me 'I was a lucky boy'. I laughed at that notion, lucky was something I was not..." the blond chuckled a bit more once he recalled what the doctors said to him.

"They told me that he was there at my side, the entire time. They said I was lucky to have a friend like Cartman. When I first heard that, I looked at Cartman, believe it or not, he was a rather timid person back when we were very little, so he wasn't able to fully look at me without being a bit shy"

Wendy was finding this all hard to believe about Cartman, the total opposite to who he is now.

"I didn't know why he did that. When I fully recovered from it, I asked him"

"Why did you stay there the entire time"

"He told me" "It's because you're my best friend"

"At first, I didn't believe at what he said. I was his best friend... It was new to me. Cartman thought I was pretty cool, and said that it was ok if I didn't return the same feelings back to him because he thought I had lots of friends"

"I laughed at that and just told him" "I'm not cool Eric, and yeah, you're also my best friend"

"I could tell from his eyes that he was so happy when he heard that. Little did he knew, he made me feel the same way also"

"How?" Wendy was wondering how Cartman made him feel very happy.

"He made me feel that I was important, that I wasn't some white trash red neck..., but I was a best friend to him. It made life feel a lot better. Knowing that someone actually really cared about me"

Kenny looked at Cartman when he said his last part.

"After that, we started to chill and hang. We usually would also spent time with Kyle and Stan, though we would spent time with each other after the two had left.

"Later in life, he told me to swear that I'd never tell another person about that story because he said that it made him look like a fag"

"So why did you tell me Kenny?"

Kenny looked at the Raven-Haired girl before responding, a smile was on his face. "It's because you remind me of Cartman. How caring the two of you are. I know Cartman doesn't seem like he has a kind side, but I know the real Cartman, and his kindness is just as big as his evil side"

Kenny chuckled a bit from that response. "Which is rather scary if you think about it"

Wendy was thinking about Cartman now. She never would have expected that Cartman would be timid, scared, and so caring. Wendy never knew why the two of them were best friend. They would argue quite a bit. She found the two of them rather opposites, Kenny was cool and mellow, while Cartman was aggressive and obnoxious.

She then figured out how the two were able to work, they understood each other. Both haven't had the best experiences in life... one with alcoholic parents, and another without a father. Though both were different situations, both had the same idea. "Life is a bitch". Both knew that rule, but they didn't let it interfere with their lives. They still went through life with full force.

"And besides..."

Wendy turned and looked at Kenny.

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you were the only person that heard it"

"Why?" she found it rather strange why he would be ok with her hearing it.

Kenny looked at her, he looked a bit baffled when she said that. He just smiled at her. "Don't worry, just trust me"

Wendy did, and she trusted him. She still wondered though, why Cartman would be ok with her knowing it.

Alright, I finally stopped being lazy and made edited this chapter.

As you can easily tell, this was a rather short chapter. This chapter was mostly about my own view of why I believe Kenny and Cartman are best friends and why I chose them to be like that throughout the entire story. I don't see enough people giving rep to the two, or I could be wrong and I haven't read enough stories that had the two like that. But either way, here it is.

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and thanks again for reading.