<-<- Kyle's POV->->
We all decided to go out to Starks pond for the hell of it. Now me and Stan are just sitting on the bench staring up at the stars. Everyone else has just kinda passed out in the snow.

I look at Creek and Dovaken longingly as they cuddle. I wish Stan would hold me like that.

"Hey Kyle," Stan says making me turn to look at him.

"Yeah Stan?" I ask.

"There's been something I've been meaning to tell you." He says leaning closer to me slightly.

"W-What is it?" I ask, a blush coming across my face.

"I really like you Kyle. More than a super best friend. More than like really." Stan says leaning in more. How am I just now noticing the blush on his face?

"Stan I... What are you trying to say?" N-no way is this really happening?!? I lean in closer too.

"I love you Kyle." He says as he's about to seal the space between us and-

"*Loud sneeze*"

I'm woken up to someone Sneezing. Dammit another dream! Wait what's my head laying on and why is it moving!? And why is it making soft adorable snoring sounds that are a lot like Stan's!?!

I hear the click of a phone camera just as I'm opening my eyes. Aaaaand Me and Stan are cuddling.

I shoot up and shriek. I then hear the giggles of my little adopted brother. My eyes widen even more as I whip my head around to find he's got his phone out and is recording.

"IKE!!!!" I yell at him as I launch at him. He starts running around and screaming as I chase after him. "YOU ARE SO DEAD IKE I SWEAR!"

"STAN AND KYLE SITTIN IN A TREE!" Ike begins to sing.

"K-I-S-S-I-N-G! FIRST COMES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES THE ADOPTED BABY IN THE BABY'S CARAGE!" Kenny and Butters join in because evidently they were already awake and know what's going on. I'll kill them later; first to get my little annoyance to stop recording and then delete it.

"Wait what?" Ah fuck Stan's awake. Well I guess it's to be expected considering the situation.

"IIIIIIIKKKKKE COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT SO I CAN SHOVE MY FOOT UP YOUR ASS!" I shout at him. Damn he's fast. I mean he is on the football, baseball, and basketball team. Major jock minus most of the asshole and the douchery. And he's actually usually pretty smart.

"NO THANKS! SHOVE IT UP YOUR OWN!" He yells running up the stairs. As seen here he still can be really assholey. I follow close behind and slam into his bedroom door just as he closes and locks it.

"IKE OPEN THE DOOR!" I yell banging on it.

"Uh no thanks I choose life!" He yells back.

"DELETE THE VIDEO AND MAYBE I WONT FULLY KILL AND TORTURE YOU!" I 'Negotiate.'

"Mmmm naw I'm good!" He responds.

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$~Stan's POV~$
"Staaaaan"  Kyle says sexily as he crawls towards me.

"Y-Yeah Kyle" I Stutter blushing deeply as Kyle reaches me.

"I have a dare for you."

"What would that b-be?" I ask nervously as he sits in my lap, his legs on either side of me and his hands beginning to travel up my chest.

"STAN AND KYLE SITTIN IN A TREE!" Hu?

"K-I-S-S-I-N-G! FIRST COMES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES THE ADOPTED BABY IN THE BABY'S CARAGE!" What? I open my eyes and sit up only to find Kyle chasing Ike around.

"Wait, What?" I question.

"IIIIIIIKKKKKE COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT SO I CAN SHOVE MY FOOT UP YOUR ASS!" Kyle yells.

"NO THANKS! SHOVE IT UP YOUR OWN!" Ike yells running up the stairs with Kyle close behind. The yelling continues and I look over at Kenny and Butters with a raised eyebrow.

"Um what the fuck did I wake up to?" I ask.

"Ike videoed you and Kyle snuggling and Kyle's reaction once he woke up. And I'm pretty sure he was still recording as he ran up the stairs." Kenny explains.

"Oh ok. WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN VIDEO OF US CUDDLING!?!?" I cry out. Crap at this rate he's gonna find out.

"You two were cuddling in your sleep. It was pretty adorable actually." Butters replies. With that, I too run up the stairs to get Ike to destroy the video.

I get up there to find Kyle banging on Ike's door. I walk over to the door, pushing Kyle aside slightly.

"Unlock the door Ike." I say nicely, knocking softly.

"No!" Ike responds.

"YOU LOCKIN DOORS IKE!? YOU LOCKIN DOORS IKE!?!?" I shout banging on the door.

"AHHHHHHHAHHAHA" Ike screams from in the room.

"OPEN THE DOOR IKE! OPEN THE DOOR!" I yell.

I just get more screams in return, not just Ike's. Oh yeah, the other munchkins are in there too.

"SOMEONE BETTER UNLOCK THE DOOR BEFORE I MISSION IMPOSSIBLE MY WAY IN THERE TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF IKE!" Kyle yells, slamming his hand on the door as well.

We hear the door click and open up. We then watch as Tricia runs away yelling "NO REGRETS! EVERY DICK AND CHICK FOR THEMSELVES!" Wow.

"AHH RUBY YOU TRAITOR! HEY FIRKLE NOT YOU TOO!" Ike yells out, cowering in the corner as Firkle also makes a break for it.

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED,BUT I DON'T REALLY CARE! IMMA GET THE FUCK UP OUT OF HERE! FUCK THIS SHIT IM OUT!" He yell/sings as he runs out of the room and down stairs.

Me and Kyle begin to close in on Ike, Filmore and Karen dashing out of the way as we do so.

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~Butters' POV~

Ike's screams echo throughout the house.

"It's a good thing those two are gay for each other because they would make horrible parents." Eric comments on the obvious torment happening up stairs.

"Like you'd be any better." Pete responds.

"Besides, they would be able to adopt if they really wanted to." I point out.

"Shut up Butters." Eric snaps at me. Ow. Oh yep there goes another piece of my heart. How he can make it thrive and yet just as easily break my heart is a mystery to me.

"Cartman why are you such an asshole still, after all these years and all the crap we've all been through?" Dovahkiin questions glaring at him. He sounds kinda off...

"Fuck you! At least I don't sound like I'm some nerd being chocked by a bully!" Eric attempts to make a comeback but kinda fails at it to tell you the truth...

"Maybe so but, that can be arranged." Dov threatens. "Anyways I'm pretty sure a combination of staying out in the freezing fucking cold and rolling around in the snow made me-*Sneeze* sick" He adds on sighing at the end.

"I told you you should've taken a shower too, you don't see me sick do you?" Craig scolds, crossing his arms.

"You didn't roll around in the snow." Dovahkiin remarks, sneezing at the end. "Anyways it's just a little cold I'll be fine. Wolf shit will fight it off in like a day."

"Well I guess it's a good thing all I could think about doing was watch a movie and or binge watch something. It started snowing really hard. Plus Ike got an alert on his phone." Kyle says, him and Stan coming down stairs.

"Well now I want to go outside for the fun of it." Dovahkiin says looking towards the door.

Kenny, Craig, Stan, Kyle, Pete, and I respond by throwing pillows at him and yelling "No!"

"Well now that You are covered in pillows," Stan says as he walks over and just flops down on Dovahkiin.

"*Groans* Whyyyyyyy???" Dovahkiin whines, his voice muffled by the pillows and Stan.

"Pay backs a bitch isn't it?" Stan chuckles crossing his leg over the other and putting his arms behind his head relaxing into the mix of pillows and Dovahkiin.

"But I want foood. Oh yeah, and the ability to breathe!" The pile complains, shifting under Stan so that Dovahkiin's Head emerges with crooked Glasses.

"I'm actually pretty hungry too now that I think about it. All I really ate yesterday was breakfast, and then a shit ton of junk food." Stan says recalling the events and food consumption from yesterday.

The rest of us all nod and murmur in agreement. Evidently, Kyle had at some point made his way into the kitchen and has now come back with a crap ton of those mini Cereal things. Seriously there's like ten of each cereal.

"Well it's a good thing my mom bought a fuck ton of food. Seriously there's like 60 packages of these alone, plus like twenty actually cereal boxes." Kyle says dropping the pile of cereal down in the middle of the heaps of pillows, blankets, sleeping bags, air mattresses, reagular mattresses, and cushions. We've essential done what we did all those years ago in fourth grade again but improved and on a massive scale.

"Kyle the cereal God!" Michael yells bowing to Kyle. "May he rain cereal upon all his loyal followers!"

"Why do I still hang out with you?" Firkle questions glaring at him. All the younger kids (minus Ike) ran down here when Kyle and Stan began their rampage.

"Because all your other friends are even worse?" Pete suggests questioning his own reasoning and shrugging.

Firkle pauses to think before replying with, "I can neither agree nor disagree with that statement."

"Wow rude!" Karen says crossing her arms. She seems to think for a bit and then adds on, "yet sadly true."

We all laugh a bit, until Dovahkiin starts to have a coughing fit. A rather violent one at that. Course Stan almost immediately got off after that.

"Jesus Christ are you ok dude?" Kyle asks concern in his voice.

"No, need cereal." Dovahkiin responds with an even raspier voice and starts making grabby hands towards the boxes. He starts coughing again and then sneezes. "And maybe some water and tissues" he sniffles, ears flattening.

Hopefully this passes by quickly and the rest of us don't catch whatever it is.

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END OF CHAPTER 4
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An: Past me: "Hmm I should probably start working on the 5th chapter since the 4th is gonna have to be posted soon here. *Sees date ch 3 was posted Aug 26th* Shit."

Present me: *Looking down on shame and pushing index fingers together* I may have gotten slightly carried away by school and writing a fanfic that's not even published yet... Oopsies...

Well uhh Imma try and finish up CB 5 and then I'll like maybe post it tomorrow? Idk I think I'm just going to attempt to work on all my other stories published or not.... -_(•~•)_-I'm a bad.

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