Chapter five

Kyle blinked his eye's open. Huh? This wasn't his room. In fact, he didn't recognize anything in the room. Confused and disoriented, Kyle sat up.

"Where the hell am I?"

Kyle realized that there was someone in the room with him.

"Kyle, It's me."

"Cartman? Where am I?"

"You're dreaming."

"I am?" Kyle noticed that Cartman wasn't wearing his usual clothes. He was wearing orange coveralls, and had a clear helmet over his head. He was holding a second helmet under his arm.

Kyle noticed that he to was wearing the same orange coveralls. He hopped out of the bed.

Cartman handed him the space helmet he was holding. "Here, put this on."

As soon as he did, Cartman grabbed his hand, and began leading him out of the room, through a strange oval shaped doorway with automatic doors, and into a hallway.

"Cartman, where are we going?"

"Just follow me."

After stepping through one more doorway, Kyle gasped.

A futuristic metropolis stood before them.

"Pretty cool, huh?" Cartman said.

"What is this place...?"

Cartman tugged at Kyle, "C'mon I'll show you around."

In a speechless state, Kyle silently followed Cartman around, taking it all in.

"...And this is a coffee shop, I think." Cartman pointed to a symbol of a human printed on the glass. "This means that you can take your helmet off inside the building because there's oxygen."

The two kept walking. "That's the park." Cartman pointed at the large square of green, adorned with a couple of benches.

As they walked, They saw more and more colorful and diverse aliens going about their daily lives.

Some were orange, and had many eyes, others were pink with tentacles for arms, and so on.

"You don't need to worry they're all friendly." Cartman assured.

"How do you know so much about this place?"

"Because, I woke up hours ago, and already explored the city. Which reminds me…" Cartman pointed in a seemingly random direction. "Don't leave the city limits. Were basically inside a gigantic glass bubble."

"What's outside the city limits?"

"A barren wasteland. There's giant rocks and shit. So just stay in here."

Kyle felt his stomach grumble. "I think I'm hungry. Can we go somewhere for food here?"

"Sure, Let's go."

Kyle felt himself walk into someone. "Oh sorry."

The figure looked up. "Kyle! Eric!"

"Oh great." Cartman said.

"Butters? You're here to?"

"Yeah! Are entire class is here. I think we might be on a field trip." Butters rubbed his knuckles together nervously, "B-but I don't remember ever getting a field trip form! If my parents find out I went on a field trip without their permission they'll be awfully sore… I hope I don't get grounded."

"Our entire class is here?"

"Uh, yeah, I forgot to tell you."

"So where are you guys heading?"

"To get some food."

"Can I come?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Just don't act don't act like a total fag."

"Oh boy! I'm gonna get a strawberry milkshake!"

The three took off their helmets as they stepped inside, and ordered their food. "Yeah, I'll have a tray of wings , and a large space fries, with ketchup, aaaand... Let's see… two double burgers aaaand… a sundae. Oh and a diet coke."

"Is pepsi okay?"

"Did I say pepsi? No!"

"Um.. What about mountain dew?"

"Do you have double dew?"

"I think so…"

"Yeah, I'll have a diet one of those."

"Cartman you do realize you're an idiot, right?"

"I'll have one strawberry milkshake, please!"

"Uh, Cartman? How the hell are we gonna pay for this?"

"Didn't you read the sign? Humans eat free."

"Hey Kid, what do you want?"

"Oh, uh… I'll just have…" Kyle scanned the menu, "...A chicken sandwich, and a medium side of fries. And pepsi's fine."

"What size?"

"Large."

"Alrighty then. Your food will be brought to you, so go ahead and sit down."

The three sat down in a booth. "Why the hell is a human working here?"

"There's a few humans in this city."

"But… why?"

Cartman shrugged. "Beats me."

The three got their food, and began eating.

Halfway thru their meal, Kyle asked. "What time is it?"

Cartman glanced at his wrist. "3:30. Why?"

"Wow! But I've only been awake for a few hours!"

"Yeah, cuz it was like already noon when you finally woke up."

"Well, that means we only have another hour."

"Whaddya mean?"

"Curfews five o'clock. And yeah, Its fucking lame."

"We have a curfew?" Butters asked.

"Yeah. It's lame as hell, but It's not like we can't just sneak off later. And If this place is this cool during the day, Then I bet it's totally epic at night."

"Don't say 'epic.'" Kyle scolded, "That words annoying."

"What do you guys want to do?"

"We could just walk around. I still have more places to show Kyle."

"Sounds fine with me."

After the three finished eating, they put their helmets back on, and began walking around.

"Kyle, c'mere."

Kyle stepped up to the brunette, who grabbed his hand and interlaced their fingers. "But what about Butters?"

"Doesn't matter, you're dreaming, remember?"

"I thought this was a field trip!"

"Shut up Butters. And stop skipping, It's gay."

"Oh." The poor blonde slumped a bit, and walked normally.

After a bit more of a tour from Cartman, the three walked back to building they allegedly had a curfew at.

When they stepped inside, they were greeted by the familiar faces of the rest of their fifth grade class, along with a man in a tan uniform. Everyone was wearing identical orange coveralls.

"Boys. Just in time. Now get in line, It's alphabetical."

The three did just that, and after a quick scribble on his clipboard, he dismissed everyone for dinner.

"Cafeterias connected to this room, just go all the way down, and thru the red doors."

The cafeteria was immediately a buzz with conversation, as people got in line, and filled their trays with intergalactic cuisine.

"Dude, Kyle!"

"Stan! Kenny!"

"Sup man!"

"Mph mph!"

All five got a table together.

"Dude, do you know what's going on?" Kyle asked his super best friend.

"No idea." Stan replied honestly. "We all just woke up here."

"Huh."

"Can you pass the salt?"

"Mmmph."

After dinner, everyone dispersed, some going back to their private rooms. The group of five all ended up in Butters room. Not that it made a difference, as all the rooms were identical.

They talked a bit, before both Kenny and Stan said they were ready to go to sleep.

"Dude, It's only 8pm, you sure you want go to bed?"

"Yeah,something about mysteriously waking up on another planet has made me kinda tired." Stan admitted.

"Me too." Kenny added.

"Well, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

"Night."

The two left the room. "Hey, what do you two wanna do now?" Butters asked.

Cartman slid his helmet back on. "Were ditchin'"

"We are?"

"Oh gee, I don't know, I don't wanna get in trouble…"

"Fine then stay here." Cartman tossed a helmet to Kyle, who caught it. "Kyle, you in?"

Kyle slid his helmet on. "I.. I guess. I'm not tired yet, so… I'll come."

"Good."

The two left the building thru the main entrance.

"I feel kinda bad leaving Butters."

"Don't, he's the one to chicken to come with us. Besides, he's pry asleep by now."

Kyle looked up at the now dark sky. Three moons were visible.

"So where are we going?"

"Downtown. There's tons of cool places there."

To paraphrase the boys night, they did some window shopping, followed by getting more food, and then going to an arcade. A space arcade, that is.

After watching Cartman lose at a game eerily similar to dance revolution for the eighth time in a row, Kyle cracked a yawn. He was beginning to feel tired.

"C'mon Cartman, Let's go."

"It's not fair! He has more legs than I do!"

"Actually, there tentacles-"

"If you know that, then just admit defeat already. C'mon, I'm tired, let's just go back now."

"Fine" Cartman huffed, "But this isn't over six eyes."

"Actually, I have seven eyes-"

"Don't change the subject!"

When the two boys returned to Kyle's room, they took off their helmets.

"Do we get a change of clothing at night?"

Cartman tapped at a specific drawer in the wall. "All of your clothes are in here. Dirty clothes go into that shoot."

Cartman threw a pair of light blue coveralls at the red head. "Here, these are for sleep."

"Thanks."

Kyle quickly changed, and tossed his orange coveralls into the shoot, which sucked them threw like a vacuum. "Wow, that's creepy dude."

Kyle hopped up onto his bed. "Well, goodnight."

"Wait, Kyle?"

"What?"

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

Kyle thought for a moment. "No. Why?"

Cartman grinned. "Our special activity?"

"Oh.. . you wanna do that now?"

"Don't you?"

Kyle thought about it. He was on another planet, had no idea how he even got here, and this was all pry a dream anyways. So why the hell not? "Ok." Kyle jumped off his bed and walked over to the brunette.

"Sweet."

After unzipping each others coveralls, They began softly stroking each other, resting their head on the each other's shoulder.

"Hah…."

Kyle tried to keep his voice down so others wouldn't hear, but had a feeling that was going to be easier said than done.

"Ah...ah… hah…" Kyle could feel his face flush as he slowly was beginning to feel like he was on cloud nine.

At this point, both boys were having a difficult time holding back their moans and were barely able to give the other a warning before they both came.

"Afterwards is kinda gross…" Cartman said, wiping his hand on his coveralls, while Kyle stepped into the small bathroom connected to his room to wash his hands properly.

"Yeah, kinda." Kyle agreed. Kyle stretched his arms over his head, feeling even more tired than before.

"Now I'm going to bed." Kyle said, crawling into bed, and pulling the sheets over his small body.

"Okay." Cartman walked over to Kyle. "Goodnight" he said, before kissing the jewish boy on the forehead.

"What are you, my mom?"

Cartman looked thoughtful for a moment. "You're right, I'm not your mom," and followed this up by putting his hands on Kyle's cheeks before leaning down and kissing him on the mouth.

"Goodnight." Cartman said for a final time, before leaving thru a side door Kyle hadn't even noticed before. "By the way," Cartman added, "the lights are clap on and off." The hefty boy clapped his hands twice, and then left.

Darkness surrounded Kyle, and he couldn't help but wonder if any of this was real before sinking into a dark nothingness as sleep overcame him.********

The next morning, Kyle was surprised to wake up in the same strange unfamiliar room he had the day before.

Kyle rubbed his eyes, sitting up in his bed. "Ugh."

"Good morning, Kyle."

"Huh?" Kyle looked up, to see Cartman sitting in a chair, in a bathrobe. "What are you doing here?" Kyle asked as he hopped out of bed, still trying to rub the sleep from his eyes.

Cartman shrugged. "Bored."

"I really need to take a shower." Kyle said scratching his itchy neck.

Kyle stepped his small bathroom, and began brushing his teeth. "This is trippy." He said.

He didn't say anything when he felt Cartman begin to rub his back.

"...How long have you been awake?"

"'About an hour."

"Huh." Kyle spat into the sink, and set down his toothbrush.

"What about Stan and Kenny?"

"I don't know about them."

"...Should we find them?"

"I don't really want to talk about them…" Cartman said, lightly kissing the back of Kyle's neck.

Kyle felt a bit self conscience since he didn't know when the last time he showered was, but Cartman didn't seem to mind.

Kyle turned around in place, and the two began to kiss properly.

Kyle knitted one of his hand thru Cartman's hair, and accidently let out a moan when he began kissing his neck.

Kyle put a hand over his mouth in embarrassment.

Cartman chuckled. "You moan just from having your neck kissed?"

"N-no..." Kyle defended.

"You sure...?"

Cartman began roughly kissing Kyle's neck.

"Nnn...!"

Kyle did his best to not make any noise, but as a result ended up making pathetic whimpering sounds.

"C'mon Kyle, don't hold back... let me hear your sexy voice…"

Kyle felt a shiver go down his spine from Cartman calling his voice sexy.

To up the ante a bit, Cartman began palming the smaller boy, who finally gave up trying to hold back his voice.

"Hah… ah! ...ah…."

Cartman lifted his head up and whispered a single question in Kyle's ear, "Want me to jerk you off?"

Cartman pulled back, and looked into Kyle's eyes, awaiting an answer.

"Yeah okay… but fast, I have to take a shower."

"Fine with me."

Kyle unzipped his coveralls, and slid them down. Cartman began stroking him, slowly at first, but speeding up as time went on.

"Ha… ah… i'm gonna…" Was all Kyle managed to say before feeling the familiar feeling of release.

Cartman wiped his hand off, and Kyle asked, "Want me to do you now?"

"You don't have to."

"It's fine." Kyle said, getting on his knees in front of the husky boy.

Cartman gave him an unsure look, but untied the fuzzy belt of his robe. Parting the soft fabric Kyle put his hand around the base and put the majority of it in his mouth and began gently sucking.

It didn't take long until Cartman was holding back his moans, his face bright red.

"Ah… hah…"

Cartman leaned against the counter to keep his balance. "hah...I'm… gonna…"

Kyle immediately got up and spat in the sink.

"Sorry."

"It's fine." Kyle said, wiping his mouth. "I gotta take a shower now."

Cartman retired the belt of his bathrobe. "I'll meet you in the cafeteria afterward?"

"Sure." Kyle replied.

Cartman left, and Kyle began undressing, shutting the bathroom door for good measure.

Kyle welcomed the familiar feeling of beads of water hitting his skin. He thought about what Cartman and him had just done, and let his hand slide down, thinking back to it.

When Kyle reached the cafeteria, he quickly found Stan, Kenny, and Cartman sharing a table, and sat down.

"Hey dudes."

"Oh, hey Kyle."

"So, what do you guys wanna do today?"

"Just walk around?"

"Mmmph mmph."

"I'm in."

"Fine with me."

"Can I come?"

Everyone at the table turned to Butters, who smiled innocently.

"Ugh. Go away Butters." Cartman moaned.

"Oh, C'mon Cartman, don't be like that." Stan turned to Butters. "Sure, you can come."

"Alright!"

The group of five left the building, and began exploring the endless city together. Eventually, they ended up at the park.

"Hey what's going on over there?"

The group watched as a group of Aliens, some wearing flower headbands and tie dye t-shirts stood around a bunch of trees holding signs. A group of dark blue aliens in suits were arguing with some of them.

"Protect our trees!" Some of them were chanting.

"Oh, dude, I think there protesting." Stan said. "Maybe we should join."

"Hell no! There just a bunch of no good hippies."

"Oh C'mon. M-maybe we should just talk to them!"

The group walked up to the protesters. "Hey, what's going on?" Stan asked.

An orange alien wearing a leather vest looked down at the kids. "Protecting the tree's man! This city has barely any as it is! We can't let them cut these down."

Another alien offered Stan a sign. "Wanna help protest with us?"

Stan took the sign. "Sure."

"Psh, count me out." Cartman said, defiantly.

The Aliens handed the other boys signs. "Haha, this is so cool!"Butters said.

About an hour later, Stan, Kenny, and Butters were still protesting, and Cartman was sat under the shade of a tree looking bored.

Kyle was sitting on a rock, lost in thought. In truth, he was a bit bored himself, but didn't want to say so.

Maybe he'd just shut his eyes…*******

"Hu… huh?"

By the time Kyle woke up, he realized he was walking. Someone was pulling him along.

Someone shoved drinks and bags of food into his arms. "Here hold these."

Kyle looked around. They were at a fastfood joint.

"Kyle, c'mon!"

"Oh- coming!"

When they got back to the park, they passed the food out to their other friends, before Cartman convinces Kyle to leave with him.

They walked into a large building, and sat down at a table and began eating. Kyle quickly realized that it was a library, and sought out a book that would help him understand more about this planet.

By the end of it, he found out the planet's name.

Kucreon

Kyle sighed, feeling content. Like he had made the first step to finally return home. Or, if this really was a dream, wake up.********

At five, all five of them lined up with their fellow school mates just in time for curfew, before sitting at a table together.

"My arm is killing me." Stan complied, rubbing his shoulder.

"I think I might have gotten sunburnt." Butters said.

"I found out the name of this planet." Kyle announced.

"What?"

"Kucreon."

"...Huh."

"Never heard of it."

"Mph mpher."

Butters, who was sat beside Kyle, stared at him for a moment. "Hey Kyle, what happened to your neck? It's covered in marks."

Kyle covered his neck with his hand slightly embarrassed, and Stan made an expression as if he was gonna be sick.

"Ugh, I think I'm gonna throw up…" Stan said.

Afterward, mutually tired and worn out, everyone went back to their rooms, with the exception of Cartman, who once again mysteriously appeared in Kyle's room.

"How do you keep getting in here?"

"Our rooms are connected."

"Oh." Kyle leaned back against the headboard of his bed, mindlessly watching the muted television. "Isn't it kind of strange that our rooms happen to be next to each other?"

"Not really." Cartman climbed onto Kyle's bed, and Kyle moved over so he'd have room. "It's alphabetical."

"But hey, It's your dream, Kyle." Cartman smiled at him.

Kyle's face went slightly pink, and Cartman leaned closer and gently kissed Kyle's lips, before pulling back ever so slightly.

Kyle gazed into Cartman's chocolate brown eyes. "Cartman, can I ask you a question?" He whispered.

"Sure."

"Is this really just a dream?"

"Who knows?"

Kyle picked up the remote off his nightstand, and turned the tv off. "I'm gonna go to bed now."

"Okay. Want me to leave?"

Cartman was about to hop off the bed, when Kyle grabbed his arm.

"No… stay."

"Alright."

Kyle clapped twice, turning off the lights, and got under the covers, as did Cartman.

Kyle leaned on his side, facing away from the brunette. "You can hold me, if you want." He said.

He felt an arm silently slink around his waist, and was pulled against Cartman's warm body.

As Kyle drifted off to sleep, he wasn't sure whose heartbeat he was feeling. He had only been on this planet for two days, and yet there was so much he still didn't understand.*******