Kyle fails a class for the first time because he can't stop thinking about Stan curled up in the fetal position and because his Psych teacher is a pretentious douchebag. He convinces Wendy to call Stan to give him peace of mind, and now they're back together instead, like some kind of perfect Barbie fairytale.
The entire dorm floor is blessedly, disturbing quiet on the way back to his room. He spies a familiar silhouette in the common area, inhaling cheesey poofs in front of Judge Judy. Looks like they didn't have room at the party for a Fatass, either.