Fuck that I'm not telling Stan shit. But I'm going to pretend I did, because I think Bebe REALLY needs to talk to Wendy. So I went home waited 20 minutes and then called Bebe.
"Hello" "Hey Bebe" "Did you tell Stan?" "Yeah, now you have to talk to Wendy." "Ugh fine."
After talking with Bebe a little more, I hung up and went to my backyard to play basketball.
A/N Sorry this was so short but next chapter will be Wendy talking to Stan. Anyways look at this painting I did.
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