I don't really have a lot to say for this chapter. It's still night time. So there's that.

By the way, I has a question for all of you that I'll ask you at the end of the chapter, so be sure to stick around!

Chapter 9 – Where Do You Belong

The Sign

Stan and Kenny walked beside each other closely as they headed towards the main stage. Stan tried not to look at Kenny as he noticed his friend seemed to be looking all around, as if watching out for something. Or someone.

"What are looking for?" he asked eventually.

"Just making sure Becca isn't around," Kenny replied, his eyes darting around, "Night time is when she's most active. She's like a nocturnal predator, looking for her next kill."

"Scary," Stan commented.

"It's why I didn't want to go out alone," Kenny admitted, "She can be dangerous when she's on the hunt and I don't want to be caught on my own or she might drag me away and I'll never be heard from again."

"We're still talking about Becca, right?" Stan asked, looking at his friend, "Your ex? Blonde, busty?"

"Yeah," Kenny answered, giving him a confused look, "What else would we be talking about?"

Some sort of feral animal, the way you're describing her, Stan thought to himself. "Er, nothing," he said out loud.

"I want you to do me a favor, Stan," Kenny said, "I managed to finally resist her last year, but only with great will and determination. I'm guessing she's going to do everything in her power to try to get me back this year and if at any point this weekend you're with me and it looks like I'm falling for her, I want you to knock some sense into me. Can you do that for me?"

Stan nodded solemnly, but that wasn't good enough for Kenny. "I want to hear you say it," he told him.

"I swear I will knock some sense into you if I see you starting to fall for Becca," Stan promised. Kenny nodded in satisfaction.

"All right let's go listen to that band!" he declared. He grabbed Stan's hand and quickly and eagerly dragged him towards the main stage.

…

Even though it was in the middle of the night and he was starting to get really tired, Stan found himself really enjoying hanging out with Kenny. He couldn't remember the last time the two of them hung out alone, and while Kyle would always be his best friend, Kenny was more fun-loving and spontaneous. He couldn't imagine Kyle losing sleep just to listen to a random band in the middle of the night.

As the band moved on to the last song of the night, Stan and Kenny cheered from where they sat on the slope that over looked the stage. Suddenly, something caught Stan's eye and he looked to side. He spotted wild blonde hair flying around as the girl attached to it bounced up and down on a young man. It took him a moment to recognize Kenny's ex-girlfriend Becca.

Quickly looking at Kenny, Stan was relieved to see that he was still focused on the band and hadn't spotted her. He looked back over at Becca and was startled to see her staring directly at him. She was giving him a flirtatious smile while still sitting on the dude's lap. She held up her hand and gave him a "come hither" gesture with her fingers. Stan, wide-eyed, shook his head and gently pressed against Kenny. Giving him a pouty look, she went back to grinding on the other guy.

"What are you staring at, Stan?" Kenny asked suddenly, startling him.

"Uh, nothing," Stan replied quickly, looking back at his friend.

…

Stan and Kenny were laughing and joking as they headed back to camp. They were so busy laughing they didn't even see Kyle until he slapped them both in the face.

"Ah! Kyle!" Stan exclaimed, holding his face, and staring in surprise at his very angry best friend, "What was that for?"

"Where have you two been?" Kyle growled, "I woke up and found both of you gone! With no explanation or note or text of where you went? What's the matter with you?"

"Sorry," Kenny muttered, "We didn't think anyone would notice we were gone. I just wanted to go see the band and I dragged Stan with me."

Kyle sighed. "Well you could have at least left me a text," he said, "You were gone for nearly an hour. I was worried!"

"Well next time if we sneak out at night we'll be sure to tell you first," Kenny assured him, putting an arm around his shoulders. Kyle sighed again.

"Yeah, whatever," he said, "Let's just go back to bed. I was up waiting for you and I'm fucking tired."

Quietly agreeing, Kenny and Stan followed Kyle back into the tent so they could go back to sleep. Stan looked back once before zipping up the tent flap.

…

Clyde was gone by the time Craig woke up in the morning. It was a little warm where he was, but Craig felt cold. He shivered slightly as he sat up and looked around. Tweek and Token were still asleep. Carefully getting up so not to disturb them, he left the tent.

No one else seemed to be awake yet. Not even Kyle, which was a little odd. Usually Kyle and Token were the first ones awake. Craig heard someone yawn and saw the Wendy and Heidi's tent shift slightly. A moment later Heidi unzipped her tent and stepped out, stretching and yawning. She spotted Craig, smiled, and walked over to him.

"Hey, good morning," she greeted, "How'd you sleep last night?"

"All right, I guess," he lied slightly, "I'm sort of used to bands playing at night, so they don't really bother me. What about you? Did you sleep all right?"

"Yup!" Heidi exclaimed cheerfully, "I slept like a baby! I can fall asleep nearly anywhere. Wendy's snoring kept me up for a little bit, but once I stopped focusing on it I passed right out!"

Craig found it mildly amusing that it was Wendy's snoring and not the loud bands that kept her awake.

There was the sound of rustling and Craig turned to see Token emerging from their tent. He stretched but stopped when he saw Craig and Heidi. He looked mildly confused.

"How did you two wake up before me?" he asked. Craig shrugged.

"Are you making breakfast?" he wondered, "Craig hungry." Token sighed and rolled his eyes before going to the car. Craig heard him mumbling something about "talking like a two-year old."

While Token was getting ready, Craig went back into the tent to wake up Tweek. He knew his boyfriend hated waking up alone. He laid down beside him and gently started shaking the blond. Tweek let out a long yawn and sleepily blinked awake. But then he smiled when he saw Craig next to him.

"Morning, love," Tweek greeted with a tired grin.

"Good morning to you too, sleepy head," Craig murmured, giving him a kiss on the cheek, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Mmm yup!" Tweek replied, stretching. He sat up and gave the other a kiss.

"Token's making breakfast when you're done getting ready," Craig informed him. Tweek raised an eyebrow at him.

"Did you want to watch?" he asked suggestively. Craig chuckled lightly.

"No, no, I'll give you your privacy," he said, "See you in a little bit." Then he stepped outside to allow Tweek to get dressed. The only other person who had gotten up now was Wendy and Heidi had disappeared back into her tent.

Wendy had gone over to help Token with breakfast, seeing as Kyle wasn't up yet. They worked silently, setting up the little skillet that went over the campfire. She wanted to tell Token about how she and Stan had seen Nichole yesterday, but she didn't know how to bring it up. She decided to just come out and say it.

"Hey Token, you'll never guess who Stan and I ran into yesterday," she started.

"Oh?" Token said, glancing at her, "Who's that?"

"Nichole!" she replied, "Isn't that great? Stan was telling me you were hoping to see her again. Didn't you want to get back together?"

Token didn't reply right away as he struck a match and lit the campfire. He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know," he muttered, "I don't think I do."

Wendy frowned slightly. "Really? Why not?" she wondered.

"Maybe I just changed my mind," Token grunted, "Maybe I realized I'm better off without her. Did that ever occur to you?"

"Sorry! I just thought you two were still into each other and I was trying to help!" Wendy snapped at him. She stood and stormed away back to her own tent.

As soon as she was gone, Craig walked over. "What's going on with you, Token?" he asked, "Why are you being such a jerk lately?"

Token sighed. "While I was hanging out on my own yesterday I ran into Red and Bebe," he explained, "And they told me that Nichole doesn't want to get back together with me. They said she's still mad about that whole gender war thing in fourth grade and she doesn't want to see me this weekend."

Craig blinked at him. "That's it?" he wondered, "That's what's gotten your dick in a twist? Red and Bebe spewed some bullshit at you? Dude, that's stupid."

Token looked up at him and glared. "But what if it's true?" he asked, "I could have gotten my hopes up all this time for nothing!"

"You know what could have settled this immediately?" Craig questioned him, "If you had stuck around when we went to the stage in the woods instead of pussing out! But instead you bailed on us!"

"Whatever!" Token growled, "Fuck you, Craig! I was nervous, all right? It's not like you have any right to complain, you ditched me all last year!"

"Oh, fuck off! You're still on that?" Craig growled, "We apologized several times and I'm trying to make up for it now! All I want is to hang out with my boyfriend and my two best friends and listen to music! Is that really too much to ask?"

"Well apparently it is," Token muttered, looking away. Fuming, Craig stomped away from him. He found a tree a considerable distance away and settled under it, arms folded angrily.

Tweek came out of the tent and walked over to him. He stood in front of his boyfriend with a worried look on his face.

"Hey," he greeted, "Can I sit down?" Craig nodded silently and Tweek slid down next to him. "What's wrong?" he wondered.

"Oh, Token's being a dick," Craig replied, "Apparently Red and Bebe told him Nichole doesn't want to see him and I told him he shouldn't believe anything they say and he should've just stayed with us yesterday when we went to the stage in the woods. Then he got all snippy at me, bringing up last year and we just sort of blew up at each other."

He let out a heavy sigh. "I wanted this year to be better," he admitted, "I just wanted to spend time with all my friends, but a bunch of lousy girls keep getting in the way of that!"

Tweek suddenly started giggling and Craig looked at him. "What?" he asked.

"It really is a bunch of girls who've been cutting into our time with Clyde and Token, hasn't it?" Tweek pointed out, "I didn't even notice that until you pointed it out!"

Craig smiled softly at his boyfriend and shook his head. "You goofball," he said.

"But it isn't all bad, Craig," Tweek pointed out, trying to be more serious, "I mean, we've gotten to spend a lot of time together. I'm having a lot of fun with you."

Craig's eyes softened and he leaned over to give Tweek a kiss. "I suppose you're right," he agreed, "When I'm not worrying about Clyde and Token, I am having fun with you."

The two kissed again and they didn't even notice Clyde watching sadly from the entrance of his own tent. He let out a small sigh.

"Clyde!" Belle barked from inside the tent, "Get back in here and help me pick my outfit!" Clyde sighed again.

"Yes, dear," he said emotionlessly before turning and going back in.

Ok, I'm going to end the chapter there. Next chapter we're gonna have more drama for Stan and Wendy and Kyle and perhaps Kenny. And maybe Token and Craig will apologize to each other, who knows?

Anyway, what I wanted to ask if any of you would be interested in a sort of spinoff story involving the goths. See, I wanted to put them in this story, but by the time I actually started liking the goths there was no room for them so I couldn't fit them in. So yeah, let me know if you'd like to see that at some point. It'd be set at the same time as this story and the last story.