Stan Marsh Vs The World

Chapter 10

Stan Marsh was in limbo.

'This is what I get for listening to Kenny...'

"Hey, don't blame him or yourself for that," Kyle said, randomly appearing. "Wendy's a crafty bitch, it's how she's kept me under her control."

He turned to reveal a mind control chip in the back of his head, covered by his hair. "If you defeat her for good, it can be destroyed."

Stan sighed and laid down. "And how am I supposed to get back? I'm dead, it's not like I have an extra..."

An extra life.

He did in fact have one of those that he stored away and forgot about until that very moment.

Stan was going to be alive again, and he would redo the last hour.

But for a different reason.

...

He made his way to where his old band and where Wendy was.

First, he went up to Sex Bob-Omb.

"I owe you all apologies. Kendra, I'm sorry for being a terrible bandmate and missing practices, you were right to kick me out. Red, I'm sorry for being a bad boyfriend and treating you like crap just because I couldn't handle my feelings, and thanks for putting up with me. And Ike, I'm sorry for all the times I've made fun of you, you're the best guitar player this band could have. I wish you all the best with your music, I'll be there at all your shows."

The band were shocked but happy to hear this.

Red even smiled at him. "Thanks, Marsh."

Then Stan headed over to Wendy. "Come on and fight me, Testaburger."

She laughed. "Why should I? Because you love the boy I've taken from you?"

"I do love him, but I'm here for myself. I'm here because I deserve better than to have someone like you walk all over my life and ruin it when I can do it myself!"

Stan earned the Self Respect sword.

Red suddenly cried out, "We are Sex Bob-Omb and we're here to watch Stan Marsh kick your ass!"

The band started playing some kickass fight music as Stan and Wendy started round two.

This time, he made sure her sword was destroyed before he tried talking to Kyle.

And even then...

"Bebe, I know you're up there! You don't need to-"

She went for Kyle before he was finished, and he stopped her once more.

"Bebe, I'm gay. I'm sorry for not telling you and being an awful kisser, and I'm sorry to both of you for the cheating and the lying. Kyle, I'm here to make sure Wendy can't control you anymore so you can choose who you want to date yourself, and I don't expect it to be me."

Kyle smiled. "Is it weird if I say that's the most romantic thing anyone's ever done for me?"

Bebe sighed. "You two are pretty cute together, I have to admit."

Wendy didn't stab Stan this time, but she did try to punch him only to hit Kyle when he pushed Stan out the way.

She sighed. "What a shame...guess I have to hit you twice now to make it fair."

Bebe and Stan looked at each other and nodded, agreeing to take her down together.

....

Of course in the end, Stan won.

Wendy was defeated along with the chip she'd put in Kyle, who was relieved to be free at last from his exes.

At the end of the night, the red haired boy was preparing to leave town.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble, Stan. Thanks for setting me free once and for all."

He kissed him on the cheek and Stan watched him leave.

He felt Bebe nudge him. "Go after him."

"What?"

"You love him, he clearly loves you, go with him. You do deserve happiness, Stan, go get it with Kyle."

Stan rushed to catch up with him. "Hey! Do you have room for one more?"

Kyle smiled and held out his hand. "I should let you know now that I have no more evil exes, no more drama."

And Stan took his hand. "I just want you, drama or no drama."

"Sounds good to me."