Kenny - Lunch (part two)

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KENNYS POV: Butters choked on his drink and snapped his head at me as Stan left. "You told Stan!?" He asked practically yelling. "Butters calm down, I tell Stan everything." I sighed.

"You didn't tell him-" I stopped him, "No, no. I'm not stupid. I just, shit." I groaned, rubbing my nose. "What's wrong with Stan?" Kyle questioned,

"I, I don't know." I sighed, slumping down. "Well. Someone has to find out." Kyle said standing up, grabbing his bag. "Wait, I'll come with you." I replied, glancing at Butters first. We both nodded, and I chased after Kyle.

We walked to the bathroom, where Stan always went to hide. "I'm worried about him." Kyle said, gripping his backpack, which was hanging by one hand.

We opened the door to Stan washing his hands. "What's wrong with you?" I asked, he looked at us through the reflection in the mirror. "What, I'm not allowed to go to the bathroom now?" He snapped, looking back down at his hands.

Me and Kyle shared a look, I sighed but before I could speak Stan started. "Everything has been weird all day," his voice cracked, "Cartman and Kyle are being weird, and you, you've been weird since you and Butters..." he stopped and sighed.

I didn't know what to do, I couldn't say anything I wanted to with Kyle here. I sighed and slumped my shoulders. "Maybe, instead of us you should worry about yourself.." Kyle stated softly.

Stan turned to look at us, and I faced Kyle. "I just mean, like, when was the last time you ate?" Stan was quiet. Kyle walked up to him and put his hands on his shoulders. "Take care of yourself. Stop stressing out with all our bullshit." Kyle said.

"And what is the bullshit?" Stan questioned, pushing his arms down. Kyle didn't answer. "Yeah, that's what I thought." Stan stated angrily, storming out of the bathroom.

I stared at Kyle until he noticed me. He teared up, "Kenny, I don't know what to do." He choked out. I walked up to Kenny and pulled him into a tight hug. He hugged me back.

I couldn't tell him about Stan's secret, but at least I could comfort him. He pulled away and wiped off his tears. "I know you like him, and you should tell him. But give him some space first, he needs to get out of this slump." I told him.

Kyle's eyes glistened in the bathroom lights, he smiled, and nodded. At least he understood.

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