Oh BTW misscutiepie... u can call me Xime ^^ Believe it or not that's short for my name...>.>....I know... My parents didn't love me >.<
YAY!! New chapter!!! *dances again*
Token gently placed a finger on top of Cartman’s lips.
“Shh…don’t say anything,” he said softly.
He sat down next to Cartman and moved closer to him.
“Look, Token, I don’t know how to tell you this, but uh-”
Cartman was unable to finish his sentence. Token slowly wrapped his arms around Cartman, and without any hesitation, kissed him right on the lips.
Cartman, incredibly shocked and baffled at the same time, quickly pulled away.
“Token, listen to me,” he said with a surprised tone in his voice. “I’m kind of seeing someone.”
“You’re what?” Token asked, crestfallen.
“I’m uh,” he said, clearing his throat, “already seeing someone.”
Token raised an eye brow. “Who?”
“Butters,” Cartman mumbled.
“Butters?!” Token repeated angrily. He stood up.
“Well, yeah. It’s only been like a day though,” Cartman said.
“I thought you hated Butters!” Token yelled with the same angry tone.
“I-I did, but I…well I dunno, I don’t anymore,” Cartman said, unable to put his feelings into words.
“So you two are dating?” Token asked.
“Uh…yeah,” Cartman answered.
Token couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He suddenly felt completely frustrated, so he turned around and stomped out of the room, not even bothering to look back. Cartman sat for a few minutes. When Token still didn’t come back, he finally shrugged and headed out the door.
Meanwhile, Bebe anxiously waited outside on her front porch. She shivered.
“Where is she?” she asked herself repeatedly.
She smiled when she was able to see Wendy turning the corner. Wendy waved, and Bebe quickly ran up to her.
“Hi Bebe,” Wendy said cheerfully.
Bebe grabbed Wendy by the arm and dragged her back to the porch.
“What’s wrong?” Wendy asked, sounding concerned.
“Okay, Wendy. I can always trust you, right?” Bebe asked nervously.
Wendy stared at her blonde friend. “Of course you can, Bebe. After all, we’re best friends.”
“Good,” Bebe said. She took a deep breath. “Remember how you told me that you were pregnant a few months ago?”
“Yeah,” Wendy said, unsure of where this was going.
“Well, uh…it’s funny because, I’m, uh…” Bebe said uneasily.
Wendy placed a hand on Bebe’s shoulder. “Bebe…it’s okay. Whatever it is, you can tell me. I promise I won’t tell anyone, if that’s what you want.”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I want,” Bebe said, seeming slightly less worried. She breathed again.
“Wendy…I’m pregnant,” she confessed.
Wendy’s eyes widened. “You’re pregnant?! What?! When on earth did this happen?!”
“Shh…I don’t want anyone else to hear,” she said, covering Wendy’s mouth.
Wendy moved Bebe’s hand away. “Bebe, are you being totally honest with me?”
“Why the hell would I make this up?!” Bebe protested.
“Okay, okay. Just relax. Tell me what happened,” Wendy said.
“Well, I kinda got drunk at Millie’s party and sort of wandered off with…” Bebe began, unable to finish.
“Kyle,” Bebe said, looking down at the ground.
“Really?” Wendy asked. “So, you’re telling me that you got yourself pregnant the same way I did?”
“Yeah, I was so stupid to get drunk like that,” Bebe said, scorning herself.
“So…what are you going to do?” Wendy asked.
“I don’t know! I wasn’t even supposed to tell anyone, but I just couldn’t take it anymore. I just had to let somebody know. I figured you would understand, since you’re pregnant, so you can help me out,” Bebe went on.
“Okay, Bebe. Just relax. Of course I’ll be there to help you,” Wendy assured her, patting her back softly.
Bebe smiled. “Thanks.”
They both threw their arms around one another and shared a tight hug.
Kyle sat at his desk, a bored look on his face. He rested his elbow on the desk, and his cheek lay against the palm of his hand. He was busy doing homework.
There was a knock at the door.
“Come in,” Kyle called.
The door creaked open, and Ike stepped in.
“Dinner will be ready soon,” Ike said.
“Okay,” Kyle replied, not even bothering to look up from his paper.
“Whatcha doing?” Ike asked, walking into the room.
“Nothing,” Kyle said casually.
Ike glanced down at the paper.
“Who’s Christophe?” Ike asked, reading the name on Kyle’s paper.
Kyle blushed, realizing that he had doodled all over his paper. He quickly crumpled it up and threw it away.
“No one,” he said.
Ike laughed to himself. He loved messing with his older brother’s head.
“Come on, fess up,” Ike teased.
“There’s nothing to confess,” Kyle said, spinning around in his chair to face Ike.
Ike grinned. “Right.”
Kyle stared at his brother. “He’s just this guy I know.”
“’Just this guy’ huh?” he mimicked.
“Alright, look. He’s just this guy that helped us save Terrance and Phillip back when we were in the fourth grade. And why do you care, anyway?” Kyle asked.
“Just wondering,” Ike said.
He turned around and began to leave, but suddenly turned around again.
“Do you like him or something?” Ike asked bluntly.
“Do I what?” Kyle asked.
“Do you like this Christophe guy?” Ike reiterated.
Kyle blinked. “Of course not.”
Ike shook his head. “You’re hopeless.”
“I’m hopeless? What exactly do you mean by that?” Kyle asked, confused.
“You’re honestly going to have to decide which of these guys you love the most,” Ike advised him.
Kyle stared at his brother gallingly, but his expression suddenly changed to very soft and uncomfortable.
“I know,” he said, bowing his head down. “It’s just…it’s really hard. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings."
"Well, you're just going to have to really think about it and eventually make a decision. I can't help you out, and neither can anyone else. It's something you're gonna have to do by yourself," Ike explained.
Kyle sighed. "Since when are you an expert at love and relationships."
"I never said I was, but apparently I'm more experienced than you when it comes to relationships," Ike replied.
"Oh, shut up," Kyle teased.
It was already night time as Cartman walked along the side of the road. Snow began to fall lightly, and Cartman thrusted his hands into his pockets for warmth.
He passed by the many houses, when he came across Butters' house. He was planning on going home, but he suddenly felt the need to see Butters.
He walked up to the door step and rang the doorbell.
Mrs. Stotch answered the door. "Yes?"
"Is, uh, Butters home?" Cartman asked.
"Yes, he is. Would you like to see him?" she asked.
"Butters, your little friend is here to see you," she called to upstairs.
Butters rushed down the stairs to see who it was.
"Hey Eric!" he said, grinning largely.
"Hey," Cartman said, smiling back. "Can I come in?"
"Sure!" Butters said, stepping aside to let him in. "So, what brings you here?"
Cartman didn't respond, but rather he gestured for Butters to go upstairs, so Butters followed.
When they reached Butters' room, Cartman instantly locked the door behind him…
Well...there ya go. XD In case you didn't notice, I was attempting to lead into Jori's sex scene in the next chapter the best way I could, so...yeah, that's how it turned out.
Anyway, sorry that this chapter was quite short. >< At least it didn't take me two freaking weeks to update though, right? XD
Heh, I love the Kyle/Ike interaction, so I decided to throw that in there. ^^
By the way, I'll try to make the next chapter after Jori's funnier. This fic is slightly beginning to lose it's humor, and I definitely do not want that to happen. But still, I hope you all liked this chapter, and I can not wait for the next one, Jori. ^_^
Am I the first to reply?
*Gasp* I think I am!
That's what I get for staying up at two in the morning.
But yay! Chapter! Kyle's situation just keeps getting worse, huh? Between Stan and Kenny, crushing over Ze Mole, and pregnant Bebe, I think I'd be freaking out if I was in his shoes.
But who's to say I don't shamelessly enjoy it.
As always, lovin' it. Can't wait for the next chapter! Woo!
I loved how you ended it, and while I was reading, I was thinking that since Token always has his heart broken becuase the boy he likes always loves someone else, maybe he is going to try to get someone to break up Butters and Cartman. Just a thought!
I can't wait until the next chapter is up, and I promise to get started on my fic soon! EEEEEEEEEE! I just gotta find the time. I'm so unorganized. Lol.
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