Polar Opposites | Staig

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(so sorry this upload is late 😭)

Kenny knocks on the door. Sharon opens the door and smiles.
          “Hello Kenneth, Stan is in his room, he isn't feeling to well but you're more than welcome to come in." Kenny smiles and nods he heads inside and Sparky runs over to him.
          “Hey boy, sorry I don't have anything for you this time" Sparky barks and links his hand. Kenny can't help but laugh and pet him. Kenny makes his way up the stairs and knocks on Stan's door.
          “Stan it's me!"
          “Kenny!? ACK!" A loud thud is heard from inside "GIVE ME A MINUTE!" the sound of stuff being moved around can be heard as Kenny leans against the door. After a minute or 2 the door opens up and Kenny loses his balance almost falling over.
          “I forgot school ends around this hour- wait, who let you in?"
          “Your mom did"
          “She's back already? that was quick" Kenny shrugs. "well- can you help me with something?"
          “sure, whats up?"
          “I need to make a confession..."
          “Is it bad? did you kill someone!?"
          “what!?? no! I like someone!"
          “Oh~? who!?" Stan looks away as a bit of blush creeps on his face. He nervously laughs and looks back at Kenny.
          “I may or may not like Craig...."
          “REALLY!? STAN WHAT!"
          “Yeah... I want to confess and I realized his folks are hispanic and I wanted to serenade him in Spanish.."
          “You speak Spanish?"
          “No, I'm learning, but I know enough"
          “Ok, how can I help?"
          “Help me write a song?" Stan smiles sheepishly as he grabs his guitar, Kenny shakes his head and laughs.
          “I got you Stan" Kenny smiles and sits on the floor. Stan sits on his bed and immediately starts to look sick.
Kenny notices and grabs the trashcan by the desk, moving it in front of Stan almost as if on time Stan throws up.
          “Thanks man.." Kenny nods while looking away. "so, any possible-" Stan throws up once again.
          “Take your time"
          “ugh- ok uh any lyric ideas? I want it to be romantic but not in a way that I'm demanding-" and again, he throws up.
          “Maybe don't write a song, I don't think you can handle it this time." Stan wipes his mouth and sighs.
          “you know any good song ideas?"
          “I know one, that might be enough?"
          “Sure"
          “It's called.. pien. piensalo?" Stan laughs at Kenny's accent. "Think about it, in English. I only know there being a Spanish version, I translated the title and the lyrics. they look like it would fit the situation."

          “really? let me look up it.." Stan pulls his phone out and pulls up youtube. He types in the title Kenny gave him and the song pops up. He taps it and immediately the room fills with the sound of soft Mariachi. Stan closes his eyes listening to the lyrics.Kenny swaying and humming along.
 

        “Ba bapada" Stan tries matching the rhythm with random sounds. He tries mimicking the Mexican 'scream' during the pause but ends up failing miserable, Kenny laughs. "Shut up, it's not as easy as it sounds!" Kenny falls over laughing, hugging himself.
          “Me gustas te gusto, para que nos hacemos? te llevo la banda y nos amanecemos, seré detallista me encantas la neta, te lleno de rosas mis dos camionetas." Stan takes in a deep breath, "no es por presumir pero soy buena opción, piensalo"
          “Hey you're pretty good, a little bit of an accent but you got it" Kenny sits up and claps. Stan smiles before throwing up again. "Awe sick man, can't you calm down?"
          “Sorry-"
          “You're in to deep Stan"
          “I can honestly say that I love him."
          “Damn, already?" Stan nods and strums his guitar
          “I don't think you'll be needing that. Just work on singing the lyrics without throwing up."
          “Haha, I will don't worry."