stranger- stenbrough

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"okay my turn."

"right, guh-go."

"okay whats my favorite... mmmm subject?"

"science..?"

"wrong!"

"i'm so ruh-right!"

stan leaned in.

"your not." stan whispered.

bill pushed him lightly.

"admit it! i've buh-been getting these ruh-right!"

"nope."

stan crossed his arms.

"then what is y-your favorite s-subject?"

"english."

"it's not! you said you huh-hared english!"

"never did i say that. now you owe me a kiss."

"i duh-don't!"

"come on bill!"

"but im ruh-right!"

bill tried to raise his voice, but failed because he couldn't talk right.

"but your not!"

bill turned himself around.

his back facing stan.

"really?"

stan grabbed bills waist and pushed him over so that he toppled on stan.

"stop! i-im mad at you!"

bill pushed himself back up.

"come on bill it was just a game!"

"but im ruh-right! tell muh-me i'm right!"

"okay bill, you were right."

"thank you."

bill yawned.

"you tired?"

bill only nodded a small bit.

"let's go to sleep then."

"okay."

bill opened up his covers and slid in.

stan did the same.

both of them were facing each other.

"you know, you ever wonder if you were born in someone else's body?"

"luh-like who?"

"i don't know someone else."

"yeah, if i wuh-was you i don't know what i'd do with my suh-self."

"what does that mean?"

"it means yuh-your so adorable that i have no idea what i'd duh-do."

stan smiled.

"same to you william."

bill pushed stans curly hair back.

stan looked up.

"what are you doing."

"playing with your huh-hair."

"you really cant keep your hands out of it."

"neither can yuh-you."

stan bit his lip.

"true."

bill kissed stans cheek and turned around.

stan quickly grabbed his waist and pulled it closer to his.