Kaela's POV -- the next day

     After what felt like minutes of waking up, I decided to leave the bed with Eric sleeping and grab some cereal because I felt like so. The so called "eventful day" from yesterday was pretty tiring I would admit. Even for the big-boned fatman himself. I probably never imagined such an.....interesting situation as that would have been. I looked through all of the neat bullshit in his pantry, when I came across a twinkie box in a costco sized box full of them. UNTOUCHED. I've always hated twinkies. They were too sweet, number one and they always have made me vomit, non stop. So, when I started dating Cartman, and when he saw my reaction to twinkies, he vowed to never eat them again. Like....NEVER EVER EAT THOSE SUGAR FILLED SAUSAGE LINKS.....AGAIN! I decided to just look away and then make some tea for myself, and since my appetite was now considerably plummeted by the fact of even looking at them, I planned to watch some television quietly in his room, with the cup of tea by my side. 

     As I returned back into his room, as he still slept, I plopped onto the bed gently and laid on my stomach as I turned to the Denver Colorado news station to get some feedback on some more crazy shit. "Tom! i'm standing here at the mall --" and blah blah blah, did he go on with the other crazy shit that happens right here in south park. My mom is pretty sick of it anyways so, what was I supposed to do? get used to it of course. EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED; they say. My dad, whom cartman calls, his stepdad, is actually okay with the crazy shit. He just says to my mom as always "South Park is always like this honey. You gotta understand that! We've been here for like, months now!" P.S. My dad and I are the type to be political in the red. So, if a democratic feminist, like Wendy (what a fuckin' whore...)  for example, came up to us to try and correct us for shooting a farm animal, we'd both say, "what a load of sjw-bullshit!" in unison. Practically, me and my Dad are basically BFF's for life and beyond too. Speaking of family friendships, The Marsh Family is probably my favorites in the fun category, besides the Cartman's. (sorry) Stan and I get along pretty well and he was wondering if I was "non-monogamous" too at some points. To which I replied with "yeah...I am. I just want Eric to not go apeshit though." Stan's father, Randy, is probably the funniest of all of the parent's I saw here. Each time there was something stupid happening, I would cope, but behind me and Eric's doors, Me and Eric would laugh for a whole long while. Plus, he's probably one of my dad's dopplegangers too! Stan's sister Shelly, is one tough nut to crack and man she can throw a ball enough to make a home-run possible, VIA her anger. But once she calms down, we do talk to each other a lot. She's a lot like me when it comes to our parents finding out about our relationships. Even though she hates the so called "turd" with a passion. Sharon, the mother of Stan and Shelly, as well as the wife of Randy, is quite a wise woman, and has a passion to love. Oh what an interesting sigh and I often do go to her when I need help with something quite often. 

     And just to knock me outta my thoughts, Eric woke up to me watching television and tiredly went up to hug me like a teddy bear. Eventually, rubbing his face into my neck as a way to say "good morning." Recently, me and Eric, were staying very quiet and using body language to tell each other where we are in life. It's no silent game though. He always asks me the things I ask too. For instance right now he just asked. "whatcha thinkin' 'bout?" I turned to him and I put my forehead on him and replied "I'm thinkin' about you." He instantly warmed up to that comment like how he would react to my dad's home-cooked meals. I took a sip of my tea and put it on the table, as I returned to our face nuzzling session. "Ready to go to school and beat Wendy's ass again?" He softly kissed my cheek and replied "yes. I am totally ready for anything that comes our way." I went off to get my clothes and so did he. Eventually the both of us, coincidently, ended up showering in the same bathroom. Him hugging me as I shampooed my hair and I put some in his hair to do his while we were in the moment. If anyone else watched, I bet they would be almost petrified. But not Kenny.......DEFINITELY NOT KENNY! As we both finished up, I went to grab my clothes and just when I was realizing Eric was not next to me, I saw him wanking in the shower. I eye rolled and giggled because that was the usual for the past months or few. After we finished dressing up for the day, we went down to make some frothed coffee and breakfast sandwiches. I noticed how posh and more motherly he was with the coffee. So slow, so patient, so easy on the coffee flavor. The recent soul reborn probably caused him to realize a part of him that he never saw before, and using that to make the most of his life as a child. The memories of my mom's poshness when I was a small child remind me from this moment too. She's more rough with me now, which I don't mind, it's just it gets to the point where it's sickening and sad. 

     As we both headed out to the bus stop, me and Eric noticed that Kyle and Stan were not there, but only Kenny was standing in the middle. We looked at each other and I asked Kenny "uh...yo where's Kyle and Stan? The SBFF duo?" Kenny took off his hood and he looked at me "they were driven to school. At least that's what they told me. By the way, did you two make homemade, professional grade coffee? better than tweek brothers?" He pointed to our macchiatos. I just shrugged "Not that I know of 'professional' and 'better than tweek brothers'. But yes we made coffee." Me and Eric were touching bodies to stay warm at the bus stop. It made me feel cozy and it also made Eric feel more snug and warm. I slid an arm around his back and he did the same. Just trying to make it seem more comfortable for the both of our benefits. As the bus rolled around, I could see Eric's ex-girlfriend on the bus sitting up at the front looking at us, with a stare that frightened Eric most of the time. Including now. So, I did one right back at her, to the point where she was shaking with the same stare, trying not to become submissive. I kept staring and idk how, but it went from level 1 to 100 for her point of view. As we went to the back seat of the bus, Butters offered some seating for the both of us. But we declined so we can sit in an empty seat that was far away from Heidi and the rest of the class that we are growing up with. We just sat there with us, being attracted to each other. It just evolved to us kissing romantically and with passion. We switched positions and kissed more than ever. Leaving coffee flavored hickeys on each other's necks. He was enjoying it and so was I. I didn't wanna resort to anything else after this so, we were stuck panting in each other's embrace. 

     Time flew by, with me and him arriving at school with our necks covered. We arrived at our class and sat next to each other and looked each other in the eyes. It was a heavy moment that we were spending today by. Everyone else in class was looking at the both of us with happy eyes. Except, Heidi was mad and so was Kyle and Stan. Except the two boys were mad because the teacher would've caught us any second at this point of heavy moments. They needed others to have privacy and everyone else kinda agreed. Heidi didn't care though, she just wanted us gone. Gone like the wind. Broken up. Into tiny pieces. He noticed this too and got kinda frightened of Heidi's plans. She was the new HIM for south park. I also agreed to this notation and decided to step up for him if anything became necessary. 

     Eric's POV -- In school; 

     I noticed Heidi was more feisty and angry because of me and Kaela's relationship. I know she turned into the new ME because of it. Making plans to call us out and break us up. The both of us were too strong of a couple to be broken up anyways, so why are you trying Heidi? Why? Can't you see you're to weak for us? Can't you see Kaela can beat you up? You got scared this morning because of her. So why are you trying Heidi? Why? 

     I got intimidated most of the time by Heidi so it wasn't uncommon for Kaela to take the dominating force. She was loud when she was angry and was like her dad when it came to forcing Heidi of our turf. Of course she got scared and ran but since Kaela liked her more scared each time she came around, she always chased her as far as she could go before she was out of  my horizon. Best girlfriend ever. A bodyguard, queen and best person I could ever relate to. She did once beat up Bebe because she was asking me for my cock. I said no but she kept on begging. But before she tugged my pants down, Kaela's shadow came around from behind and choked Bebe from the front neck and was pounded up against the lockers harshly. She said in a gentle, sinister and PTSD inducing voice "Bebe. For the love of fuck, don't ever....EVER try to eat my man's cock ever. Besides you can't have him anyways because he belongs to me at the moment." She then took bebe and threw her on the floor like how she would flick a fly off of a wall. Quick and small of a movement but enough to cause her to be scared and cause a scene that told everyone, DON'T FUCK WITH HER! Kaela turned to me and kissed me for a long while and we both turned heads on Bebe and walked off, leaving her to go to the nurse. 

     Now, Kaela is MY woman, the only woman I'll ever need. I loved her more than anything. She took me in while I was depressed and anxious because of the break-up between me and Heidi. She burned the buddha box and teached people to be awake and love people from the heart and not from the eyes with the privates. She even gave me homemade foods and introduced me to her family. Oh how I loved her family too. But as a south parker, I liked my mom too. Stan's was pretty hilarious too. We both loved his family as well and I couldn't have imagined a nice family as her's though. Her dad especially was the funniest of the pun makers and the most wise of them all. He knew life as it is and how it's never supposed to be a Debbie downer. He taught me a lot about hard work and how to be a person of good virtues. Now that I take a look back, I thank Kaela and her family for introducing me into their lives. If I had to, I would marry her at this age and be glad about it. 

     Returning to the present, the class started and we are introduced to a new teacher. Ms. Choksundik. She had HUGE saggy tits upon first notice and I could tell Kaela almost turned a pale yellow-green white. She was sickened, scared but amazed at the size. Her emotions turned down and her skin went back to that sweet slight tan it originally had. "Hello Class. My name is Ms. Choksundik and I will be your new teacher for this year." She wrote her name on the chalkboard and I was pleasantly surprised that this teacher's name was spelt that way. I snorted a little bit and so did Kaela. Kaela then introduced herself. "Hi Ms. Choksundik. The name's Kaela. It's a pleasure meeting you here." She then saluted the new teacher and sat back down. Confusing the newest teacher in a weird way. I laughed harder than I ever did before and Kaela sighed to say in unison "BINGO!" The rest of the class chuckled and sighed before Butters intervened to tell the teacher. "For your information Choksundik, those two make the best couple in South Park. Don't ask me but ask them." He pointed towards us. The commotion kept running on too. After what seemed like hours being introduced to Choksundik and a ton of jokes, me and Kaela headed out to lunch to see Stan and Kyle....the fucking jew for christ's sake, playing a game of uno, candy poker. Kaela seemed to be proud of them because they were playing HER made-up-version of the game uno. I seem proud myself for having this vibe around her and I. I asked Jewboy and Stan "Hey guys. You playing Kaela's game?" I had a sense Kyle would have a comeback but surprisingly, he said to me "Yeah Cartman. It's a lot of fun. I already have like....most of the smarties from this table." Kaela turns to me and says "well. been making these versions of games for a while, so why not play a couple of rounds?" I nodded and replied to her "I'll bet you the rest of the KitKats for 20 dollars." She smirked and then betted upon me "Betcha I can bet those Reeses mini's for a roll of 1's in a 50 dollar line." I fist bumped her and said "deal with a side of love sweetheart.....deal with a side of love."