Second oneshot book

Dancing~Stenny (South Park.)

I apologise for nothing... other than the fact I have to test every move and it's midnight... sorry the person that lives beneath. I just seriously need to lose weight. (Yes, Cicapoo is the dance that I have been forever brainwashed into remembering.)
Warnings: Cursing and I barely can dance (I had to test it, that's why my skill level matters.)
Ages: 19 both.
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Stan's POV.

"Oh hey Bebe!" Kenny says, leaving us almost immediately after we can get into the building.

"Why do I always come here when i fucking hate dancing?" Kyle asks.

"Ah come on, can't be that bad," Wendy says.

"I just can't," Kyle says.

He, very awkwardly, starts slightly moving in the corner.

"Okay okay, don't, I don't need more of that," Wendy says.

"Told you. If I knew how to dance, I'm pretty sure I'd do a Bebe," Kyle says.

"Or Kenny," Wendy says.

"Kenny... doesn't dance," I say.

Kyle bursts out laughing.

"If that was the truth, I'd be so depressed," Wendy says.

"I'm depressed either way," I say, shrugging.

"But yeah, your boyfriend can dance," Kyle says.

The music starts getting louder and louder.

"Not my boyfriend," I say.

"Yet. Don't be such a depressed little shit, he might as well be your boyfriend," Wendy says.

"If I didn't have Token and Nichole, I'd be jealous, he likes you," Kyle says.

I laugh.

"Nah, it's a lot more complicated," I say.

Kyle rolls his eyes.

"It's really not. He's just confusing," he says.

"Nah, it's a lot more than that," I say.

~Time skip to like an hour later.~

"I haven't seen you dancing," Kenny says.

He stands with Me, Kyle and Wendy, red in the face.

"It's fine, in my opinion. I can live without dancing," Kyle says.

"How are you gonna learn if you don't try?" Kenny asks.

"Nope. Token and Nichole need me, Goodbye forever!" Kyle says.

Wendy laughs as Kyle pretty much runs away from Kenny.

"Damn," Wendy says.

Kenny nods. Bebe comes up to Wendy.

"Come dance! With me and Leo!" She says.