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South Park: Stan's Ending

...A flash drive. "Hey maybe I should-" I start, but am quickly cut off by an arm wrapping around me to take the flash drive. "Nope. Don't wanna do that," A voice sounds from behind me. A voice that belongs to none other than Stanley Marsh, my crush since the fourth grade. "On this flash drive is the Sword of a Thousand Truths. It's used for World of Warcraft."
Kenny and Wendy shove us in the closet. "Make sure to use protection~!" Kenny goads while Wendy snickers.
Sitting in the dark closet, I feel Stan shift closer to me. "What luck that we'd be stuck in here together, (Y/n)," Stan comments, almost happily.
"Yeah," I reply.
Then it got awkward. With nothing more to say, Stan and I sat in silence. I begin to get worried, so I make some harmless conversation. "So, Stan, any cute girls you've been scoping out lately?"
As soon as I say this, I know it wasn't my best choice. Stan is my friend; he can confide in me for anything. But crushes just hit a little too close to home. I mean, would you like to find out your crush has a crush on someone else?
"Actually, there is someone I have my eye on."
To quote Stanley Marsh right here, Goddammit.
"Oh? Tell me about her," I giggle playfully, trying to hide the cracked heart of mine from showing through.
"Well," Stan began, "she has (H/l) (H/c) hair, and a smile that could light up a whole room. I love her eyes and their brownish/bluish/greenish color. She has the brain to rival Einstein, or at least Kyle, and the body of a supermodel. I really like her."
That does it. My heart breaks into a million pieces. "Haha~ I hope you *sniff* g-get her to be *sniff* yours," I struggle, unable to hold back the tears any longer.
"(Y-Y/n)? Are you crying?" Stan questions.
"N-No," I choke, my voice garbled with tears.
Stan shifts to put his arm around me. "(Y/n)," he coaxed. "Do you know who this girl is?"
I shake my head, unable to respond verbally.
"Well," Stan articulates, "I'm sitting in the closet with her right now."
At this, my eyes widen. "Eh?"
Stan chuckles, wiping away my tears. "Don't you see, (Y/n)? I cherish every moment with you," I notice his eyes darting to my lips. Finally, he closes the space between us.
After a while, I begin to move my lips in sync with his. His hands hold my back while mine are around his neck. Just then, Kenny opens the door. "Huh, so you didn't have to use protection after all," he mutters. Stan's face turns green. I'm surprised he held out that long. I quickly go back to my seat, but first giving Stan a quick kiss on the cheek. Wendy looks like she is about to burst. "(Y/N)! Look! Someone's jealous~," she laughs.
I look over at Pip, who is watching Stan with hateful eyes. Stan looks at him, and Pip sticks up the middle finger in response, something I thought I would never see him do. Stan just laughs.
"Sorry Pip, I don't really have to barf right now."
Stan gets up and walks over to me. "Hey (Y/n)."
"Yes Stan?"
"Can I pick you up at 6?"