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Chapter 34

Kenny's POV

Butters and I decided to finally go out on a real date. It's been months since my divorce has been final so I figured there's really nothing stopping us from going out on a date in public. I treated him to a nice dinner. After dinner, we decided to take a walk around Stark's Pond holding hands.

"Gee Kenny, you sure know how to show a guy a good time." Butters tells me.

"You've been there for me during a difficult time, it's the least I could do."

He takes my other hand and smiles. "You didn't have to."

"I wanted to."

He runs his fingers through my hair and looks at me. The next thing I know, we're kissing. "Why don't you fags get a room?" We pull apart and see Dustin and Julia.

"What are you still doing hanging out with her?" I narrow my eyes at them. This kid has a death wish.

"I'm grown and you're a fucking faggot! You don't have the right to ask me about my business!" He snaps at me.

"I told you I'm still your father! Show me some goddamn respect!"

"Why would I respect a closet homo like you?" He smirks. "None of us have any respect for you, you little fudge packer!"

Now he's beginning to piss me off! "You little-"

"Let it go Kenny." Butters whispers in my ear.

"Listen to your boyfriend!" Dustin glares at me.

"Let's just go." I hear Julia whisper to him.

"Why are you with him?" I ask her. "You know your parents don't approve of this! What would your father say?"

"He's too busy with his new girlfriend and baby to care!" She tells me. Girlfriend? Baby? When did that happen?

"Babe, you don't have to explain yourself to this queer." Dustin tells her as he kisses her in the forehead. "Let's get away from them." They turn to leave.

"This isn't over!" I yell after them. Butters puts his arms around me.

"Let it go Kenny. Let him deal with the consequences."

"I'm trying to prevent that!"

He shakes his head. "He's not trying to hear what you have to say, so why waste your breath?"

"Because he's my son! You don't have kids, so you don't get it!"

Butters chuckles. "This is why I'm glad I don't have kids! He's a disrespectful little fucker!"

I turn and look at him. "He called me a faggot..."

He nods slowly. "How do you feel about that?"

"It pisses me off! This isn't the first time he said it either! I let it slide the first time, but now it's hurtful!" I can feel my face turning red with anger.

Butters hugs me tighter. "He's angry right now. Give him some time to come around."

"So I'm supposed to let him disrespect me in the meantime?"

"Of course not, but try to understand where the anger is coming from."

"I guess."

He squeezes me tight one last time. "Let's get you home..." I nod in agreement. I'm still really pissed off at Dustin, but I'll try Butters' way of trying to understand where all of his anger is coming from. However, I'm not going to allow him to call me the F word again.

Stan's POV

Because or Eli's loud cry, dad thought it would be best if I move our stuff into the basement. It's pretty much sound proof, so he doesn't wake them up in the middle of the night anymore. Mom, still occasionally wakes up to come check on us.

I'm in a rocking chair feeding Eli. I'm completely exhausted and I'm going to feed him and put him down for a nap so I can take one. Suddenly, I hear the basement door open, followed by footsteps walking down. It turns out it's Wendy and Cartman.

"Hi Stan!" Wendy greets me.

"Hi guys." I notice Cartman doesn't bother saying anything. "What brings you by?"

"Julia told us about the baby so we brought some clothes for him."

"You didn't have to do that."

Cartman dumps a garbage bag fill of clothes at my feet. "They're just hand me downs. We wouldn't actually spend our hard earned money on you."

Wendy examines Eli and frowns. "He's awfully tiny, it will be awhile before he can fit Eric Theo's clothes. How old is he anyway?"

"4 months." I tell her.

"4 months and he's still that small? He looks like he's only a few weeks old. Is he a preemie or something?"

I shrug. "I'm not sure, I don't think he is."

She raises her eyebrow. "You're not sure? You don't know if your son is a preemie?"

"I didn't find out about him until last month and I'm still in the process of getting his birth certificate and medical records." I start yawning.

"You can afford to do that?" Cartman snorts. "I mean you're behind on your child support. Just because you have a little bastard kid doesn't mean child support for your 17 year old stops."

It's starting already… "I know that, but I've been-"

"I don't want to hear excuses!" He cuts me off. "If we don't see a check come from you this month, we'll go back to court and they'll start garnishing your check again. I know you don't want that!"

I shake my head. "No I don't. I had to put Eli in daycare so I could work. Daycare is expensive, you know that."

"Get another job! Stop making excuses for being a deadbeat dad!"

I roll my eyes. "Why are you even here?"

"Wendy wanted to bring you those baby clothes. I refuse to leave you alone with MY wife after your performance at our wedding reception." That's rich coming from him.

"I apologized for that. Besides, I've moved on."

"Oh yeah, Julia told us about that too." Wendy steps in. "Where is this infamous girlfriend of yours that so "selflessly" is giving up her social life to raise a child that's not hers?" Is she jealous?

"She's at work."

"Work on a Saturday? Is she a prostitute or something?"

I shake my head. "No, she's veterinarian."

Wendy laughs. "Oh so she's a dog doctor? That's cute."

I yawn again. "Thank you for the clothes, but as you can see I'm a little tired so I'm going to put Eli down and take a nap myself." I put Eli in the crib and sit in the rocking chair.

"Fine, well I guess congrats on the baby regardless of how he came to be…"

I yawn again. "Uh huh…" That's the last thing I remember saying to her.

"Stan…Stan…" I hear my name whispered and feel someone shaking me. I slowly open my eyes and see Susan standing above me. I sit up…but when did I get in my bed? I scratch my head and Susan laughs. "You've been out awhile there haven't you, sleepy head?"

"Huh?" I look around and then my eyes widen. "Oh my GOD!"

"What is it?"

I rush over to the crib and see it's empty. "Where's Eli? Where's my son?" I panic.

"I don't know, I just got here!" She starts to panic with me.

"They took him!"

"Who?"

"Wendy and Cartman, they took my son!"

I can tell she's really confused. "Wendy, as in your ex wife?"

I nod. "They were here earlier to bring those clothes." I point to the bag. "They must have taken him when I fell asleep."

"Maybe we should ask your mom. You have to be mistaken."

"I'm not! They're always taking something from me! Now they took my son!" I head upstairs and Susan follows. I see mom cleaning up the kitchen. "Mom! Wendy and Cartman kidnapped Eli!"

"What?" She looks confused.

"They kidnapped my son! Call 911!"

She shakes her head. "Honey, Eli is upstairs sleeping…"

I calm down a bit. "What…?"

"You fell asleep when Wendy and Cartman were here. Eli was still awake so Wendy bought him up here to me. I decided to let you rest because you clearly needed it! Cartman put you in your bed." She starts laughing and looks at Susan who joins her.

I sit down in the chair and let out a huge sigh of relief. "It's not funny…"

Susan rubs my shoulders. "I'm sorry, but you have to admit it's kind of funny. Especially now that you know Eli is safe and sound."

I look at mom. "Next time, please wake me up before you do that."

"It won't happen again Stanley. Sheesh!" She continues laughing. "You need a break!"

"I agree!" Susan joins in. "Why don't we have a night out? Just you and me."

"What about Eli? Who's going to watch him at the last minute?" I ask.

"How about your daughter? You said she offered to babysit, right?" She suggests.

Mom laughs. "If she agrees, I'll have to babysit her. She doesn't know the first thing about babysitting." Mom hugs Susan. "I'll watch Eli."

"Mom, you've done a lot for Eli, you need a break too. I'll call Julia." I tell her.

"Good luck with that."

"Tell you what, while you work that out, I'll go home and freshen up and come back in about an hour. How does that sound?" Susan winks and smiles.

I nod. "I'll see you in an hour." We kiss just as she leaves.

"Stan, you don't have to bother Julia, I'll watch him." Mom reiterates.

I shrug. "She hasn't bonded with him at all. Maybe this will be the time…"

"Only one way to find out." She smiles. "You call Julia while I go check on Eli." She heads upstairs. I grab my phone and look at it for a few moments. Eventually I work up the nerve to call my daughter…