I can fix him. || K2 STORY

☆ 5 ☆

(Last chapter was just mostly filler..Anyways major time skip. It's been 3 months)

Stan's POV:

I can't believe this. All four of us..In a room together. Specifically my living room. Not saying a word. Which is odd, I was certain that Cartman was going to make a Jew joke. But nothing. No one has said a word for a good thirty minutes. I could say something but..I just..Well, I just don't feel like I should be the one to do it. I'm not a hypocrite, I just don't feel like I am responsible for making the first word. If anything, it's going to be Kyle to say something first anyways.

"If we're just gonna sit around and breathe then can I fuckin' leave? I could've been high thirty minutes ago." 

I look at Kenny, shocked that he actually was the one to say the first word. Also what about getting high? None of us here are the legal age to smoke yet. Well, three months ago when I came back, I went to a party with Kyle where everyone was drinking and smoking, so why am I shocked to find out Kenny does that shit? I mean, he looks like he does that shit. I don't know what happened over the years but I think out of all of us, Kenny has had the biggest change. Kyle even told me so. Wait, about Kenny getting high..Wait, I already knew that? Didn't I?

Flashback to 3 months ago (Crazy ikr)

Still Stan's POV:

I turn the page of my comic book, cutting my finger on the paper by accident. I sigh and roll my eyes. I really do hurt myself with everything I do. I can't even read a magazine without getting hurt? Just my luck I guess.

I hear a car beep outside, I'm assuming this is Kyle because he asked me where I was currently staying a few hours ago. I open my front door, I see Kyle waving from a car window. I lean against the pole on my porch. Watching Kyle as he grabs his coat and shuts the car door. The car leaves as Kyle walks towards me and I smile at him, just because it's Kyle and I haven't seen him in a long time.

"Why are you..Smiling at me like that Stan?"

"Can I not smile at you? Didn't know that was the law Mayor Broflovski."

"Shut up Jerk."

Kyle pulls my hat over my eyes and walks into the house, that fucking bitch.

Very small time skip (Just a few hour timeskip)

Me and Kyle are in the living room, sitting on the couch, just talking about random shit. Until a topic enters my mind that I so desperately want to talk to Kyle about. That topic is of course Kenny. I haven't seen him since I left South Park, sure me and him didn't talk as much but I still want to know what he's up to and how he's doing.

"Uhh Kyle, hey, hows uh, hows Kenny nowadays?"

I swear I could see Kyle shiver at me asking that, but I brush it off, maybe it's cold in the house. I am after all wearing a hoodie and he's in a black Nirvana t-shirt. I'm surprised he still likes the band to this day.

"Aha..That's..You really want to know Stanley?"

I raise my eyebrows, Kyle never calls me Stanley unless if something is serious. Oh no, did Kenny..Die? No no I'm getting way ahead of myself there.

Kyle sits up and turns to me. I sit up also and brace myself for what Kyle is about to tell me.

"Kenny..He..Something happened and.."

"What Kyle? Just spit it out already?!"

"Kenny kinda turned into one of those bad boys from those cringy ass movies and he's on thin ice at collage and he might just might get expelled and principal victoria gave me a very special mission of fixing Kenny and turning him back to the old Kenny we know and love."

Kyle takes dozens of breaths after saying that all in one. I let my shoulders drop and I sigh, thank god. I seriously thought Kenny died or he got really sick..

"Kyle, why the hell would you make it sound like Kenny fucking died or some shit? I was literally scared."

"Are you saying this isn't important Stan?!"

"It could be worse.."

"HE HANGS OUT WITH CRAIG AND TWEEK AND THEY ALL GET HIGH TOGETHER!! THEY'RE PROBABLY THE ONES VANDALIZING THE SCHOOL AT NIGHT!"

"Wait..WHAT?!"

Present time :)

Still-Still Stan's POV:

"Well Kenny, if you want my opinion I think you should stop smoking, it could kill you."

I didn't say it in any tone, although I can tell Kenny is pissed by me saying it. Not sure why, I just told him the simple truth. 

"Stan are you a fucking dumbass or a dumbass? No one has fucking died from weed dude. God, why do you think I get high on weed instead of vaping or smoking cigarettes? I'm surprised you're not a stoner considering your dads ones, still is, who do you think I get my supply from?"

I ball up my fist, having half a mind to rush over to Kenny and beat the shit out of him for what he just said. I hate my dad. His stupid tegridy weed is what killed my sister. Sure, me and Shelly didn't get along great, but goddamn she was still my sister. 

Kenny's POV:

Kyle drags off Stan to some part of the house. Now I'm stuck here with Eric. Fuck this man. I could deal with it if I could roll one but Stan would flip the fuck out on me. He can't stand weed at parties, who knows how he'll react to the smell of it in his house? How did Stan even get a house? He doesn't even live here. Well, maybe he's moving back to South Park for good? I don't know, I don't care.

"I'm glad Kahl finally left, now the couch is all mine and I don't have to share it with a J-"

"Shut. The hell up Eric. I don't want to hear anything negative you've got to say about Kyle."

Eric looks at me funny, like I just said something in a different language. He laughs, I don't know what he thinks is funny all of the sudden, but him laughing brings back bad memories. 

"Right, I forgot you had a lil crush on Kahl when we were kids. I thought that crush died out as soon as I told you what a fag you are Kinny!"

I don't remember what happened, but I know all I could see was red. I know I hit him, apparently I hit him a few too many times. So much so he ended up in the hospital. I don't know why I did it, or how anything of what he said triggered me to do such. But all I know is that Eric and Stan aren't the only ones mad at me, Kyle is too. Which sucks because he now lives with me. Stupid principal made Tweek move out and had Kyle move in. 

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